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just-a-tiny-bun · 6 months
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Promptober day 3: cozy
My take on the prompt, decided to go with something a little bit silly here x3 Jac do be turning and tossing sometimes. Richard's a heavy sleeper but he honestly doesn't mind
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beepboop260 · 6 months
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Gettin back into the drawing groove! I want to spend October getting better/more comfortable with watercolors cause they’re probably my favorite medium
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chicnstu · 6 months
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i hate alcohol markers 👍 heres my silly guys
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ursachaoticarts · 1 year
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Max doesn’t really interact with Richard in Beneath the Woods, so here’s a silly little comic!
Max is a big Kingdom Hearts fan (or the BtW equivalent of it lol), but his only knowledge of fighting comes from that series, so he's like "this guy is just like Ansem and I've fought the final boss like 20 bazillion times, so I can definitely defeat this dumb bad guy!" Richard doesn't shoot down his ideas, but he wants to figure out how this knowledge and skillset would help him in an actual fight lol
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Jac was caught stealing some candy, and Richard is figuring out just what to do to teach her a lesson. Luckily Jac came prepared. "I have this spoon! And I'm not afraid to use it!!"
Happy Valentine's Day for those who celebrate it! For these two, they're only in it for the candy. And it's just another excuse for Richard to be ornery if Jac doesn't bop him with the spoon first xD
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raeurae · 2 months
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wip shit of maggie + richard
kind of dont like the composition on maggie's piece, but maybe ill return to it later. her whole thing is that she was basically raised in a lab, and they want her 'home' to be as cozy as possible, but she's smart enough to realize that it's not very normal that the windows are just a layer of glass with painted clouds behind them.
richard is just richard.
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eldritch-hall-asylum · 9 months
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i’m interested in this ask!
i wanna know about the sweet spot they had in their marriage, i just curious about RichardxElspeth fluff, yk?
*looks at Inbox*
Oof...
Uh... not much to say, really.
Elspeth had went through a severely traumatic event - and Richard could see how much it had affected her, so he decided to ease up on being a dick.
He'd help out with Zephyr and Octi. He'd wash stuff up. He'd handle a lot of stuff that men at the time... really didn't tend to.
And it honestly made Elspeth believe that Richard was someone she could've seen herself sending her life with. That he could change, could become a man worthy of her hand. They'd go to Procksy Bay, hang out at places they hadn't been to in years. They'd have fun, be in love. They'd be a family, be a couple.
...which is what led to them getting a bit friskier...
...and having Ciero.
And because Ciero's birth was also quite traumatic (honestly, only Elspeth's first and last pregnancy were easy for her), Richard still took the role of the perfect gentlemen.
And for a while, it all felt perfect.
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spacessie · 11 months
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ocs movin around
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anijay · 1 year
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guess rat doug somehow made it to morgan's realm
also it's richard 😀
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rat doug belongs to @endstar
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haha-artblog · 1 year
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Petscop brainrot but I project it on one of my character's aus (+shitposts n other stuff from the same au)
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This one's a cool au (at least I like to think so), where Eliza is an orphan who gets visions of other universes, which doesn't get taken seriously until said universes begin colliding, spider-verse style.
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(also yes, it is. Loosely based on an animatic I wanted to make with the song A Chattering Lack of Common Sense, hence the au name being CLoCS)
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just-a-tiny-bun · 3 months
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🎄 Happy Holidays from Richard and Jac 🎄
(Meant to post this yesterday but things got pretty hectic on my end. Better late than never ^^;)
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beepboop260 · 6 months
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kinda dont have any art ideas so have this richard doodle
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theskeletonprior · 1 year
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!!
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The Piper is the titular antagonist of a little horror novel I'm outlining.
When you meet the Piper, you think you're dreaming. Maybe you are. He's long of limb and candy-striped, red on white, red on white, and his eyes are ablaze with bluelight. His long yellow hair curls around his shoulders, and his grin looks fixed and masklike. He acts like he knows you, and the most unsettling part, is that it feels like he does. You can't remember him when you wake up.
Madrigal comes from RAVENOT.
Madrigal has a gentle presence, a quiet, radiant warmth. He wears a linen veil over the lower half of his face, and communicates in sign language. If you don't happen to understand, he also carries a thick tome in a manuscript case, in which he writes, or draws. His handwriting is clear and elegant. Even though you can't see his lips, the crinkle in the corners of his honey-gold eyes give him away when he smiles. He sends you away with fresh tea leaves and a tin of cookies (he can't eat them, but he tells you they were fun to make).
Richard comes from Sugar o'er the Devil, but I stole him from Shakespeare, who stole him from history.
Being a demon, Richard is not exactly the same as a historian might remember him. His storied reputation has altered him some. He has the crooked back and the withered arm that the bard has given him, and long black hair that falls in lank tresses to his elbows. He seems chiefly amused by you, but this amusement, this indomitable sense of humor, you can tell serves as Richard's sword and shield against anything that might hurt him. He treats you jovially, and you feel at once that he has taken you in to his close confidence. But in time, you notice that he is capable of drawing everyone in this way, a bottled spider spinning a masterful web.
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ursachaoticarts · 1 year
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Meet Richard! 🗝 He’s one of the antagonists of my comic, Beneath the Woods, and I THINK HE’S NEAT 🥺
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justatinybunwriting · 6 months
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Playing With Fire 4
Finally after a long hiatus part 4 is finally here! Here we get a glimpse of Aiden in his true Wile giant form. Again, I pulled from a prompt list that @lorichu and @gtypewriter made, and this time I covered the final theme- suppress.
Previous chapter is here
(CW for blood, death and other dark themes. Viewer discretion is advised)
Aiden dreamed and daydreamed of the limitless possibilities that the gift of flight would bring him. From zipping past rainbows to frolicking in the mesosphere, all while sampling the morning dew from a myriad of clouds. The sheer wonder of taking to the sky as seamlessly as one could breathe, to feel the freedom of traveling across the vast seas and beyond without stop. These bounds of whimsy accompanied Aiden in nearly every waking hour, which had helped to dwindle his perpetual unease to a mere faction by week's end.
More than anything, his excitement for all the extravagant new ways he can perform on stage showed no signs of stopping. A death defying showcase of wireless acrobatics high above the audience's heads, complete with fiery beams that whipped around the magician as he spins. His wide eyed attendees would gasp and holler, before an eruption of cheers would follow upon his climactic dive towards the stage. This scene would play on repeat in his mind, which was followed by a childlike giddiness which had nearly always lead to the perplex gazes of those around him. The fact that this would all be reality by ritual's end seemed too marvelous to be true. Indeed, Aiden's life as he knew it would cease, but the one that would take it's place will outshine it in extraordinary ways. And that in of itself gave him enough of a push to drive away his initial fears and accept Rikuo's invitation with a strident shout.
As the light of the full moon shined brightly against the treetops, the forest was bustling with activity as the entirety of Rikuo's flock went tooth and nail to perform in their last minute rehearsals. With elegance and grace, the four lieutenants waved their leaf fans in a elaborate dance, all while a series of incantations flowed out of their lips. The alpha oversaw his men's movements down to the last detail, as he gently pushed them to perform at their utmost or at least as far as he saw fit. Despite this his smile never wavered as he joined his comrades in song.
Jac meanwhile stood in front of the mouth of one of the caverns as she awaited the guest of honor to step into view. The normally adamant and stoutly witch was pacing across the room with an unsteady rhythm. Something was beginning to hover over her like a dark cloud- she understood not what was elevating her heart beats slightly in this way, nor was she able to shake off this sudden sensation. Only when she heard her friend's voice that these numbing jitters began to settle down.
"Well? How do I look?"
Aiden emerged from the shadows dressed in a white, robed garment, complete with a small, black hat that rested atop his still unkempt hair.
Jac held a hand to her mouth briefly. "You look like a bonefide Wile, at least when they appear human. Though I guess they gave you fancier clothes?"
"Fitting I suppose." Aiden sighed. "Though I'll admit it's a bit stuffy."
"It's proper etiquette I guess. Though I think..." Jac said as she folded her arms, "your outfit should be the least of your concerns right now. Do you... think you'll be ok?"
"...I have to be. I'll just have to get out there and treat it like I'll be performing on a grand stage! Yeah!... After I take a few deep breaths I should be fine. Never failed me before, heheh."
Up to this point the magician's unwavering interest took precedent above all else, but minutes before the big event cracks had begun to form in his facade. He quickly noticed the change in Jac's demeanor as well, for she lacked the booming energy she normally had in the face of the unknown.
"I guess I should be asking the same of you." Aiden said. "How are you holding up?"
"Me? Uh... Now that you mention it..."
Jac was hesitant to continue, for she was concerned that this would bring unnecessary stress to their already high nerves. Now was not the time, she thought.
"Never mind. It's probably all in my head..."
Aiden raised a brow. "Are you sure? I know that sometimes witches and wizards can feel things in the air. It causes their hair to stand in parts."
He lifted a finger and pointed it to her arm without contact. Sure enough her hairs were raised to an alarming degree.
"...Can you... sense it too?"
"I'm not a real wizard, but... sort of? I bet it's a lot more noticeable with you."
"Oh stars... you can tell that something feels kind of off, right? The vibes, the smells... all of this just seems wrong for some reason..."
Aiden did not want to believe it on his own, but he chose to trust the witch's mouth. Newly indoctrinated or not, she knew what she was saying even before she could understand any of it. The sorcerer scanned the surrounding corridors, but nothing pulled at his immediate attention. The same could not be said for Jac however, as her eyes grew wide in a near fixation towards a crevice just across from where they stood. Her shivers intensified and her body began to fold in an attempt to shield herself from the biting chills.
"What's wrong?" Aiden asked.
"I... I don't know.... but, I guess I have to find out.."
"A-Are you sure?"
"Positive!"
Jac took a deep breath and approached the cavern mouth slowly, with Aiden following closely behind. The latter offered light with a wave of a hand, and with the arrival of his flame the supposed source was revealed to them. Jac stared down at what appeared to be an ordinary wooden barrel, one of many stacked in this tunnel. No doubt this was a storage room, and there was little in the way for alarm under normal conditions. And yet, the witch's instincts began to scream at her to flee from the very sight of it. She closed her eyes and counted to ten before she lifted the lid, and not even a second later she was forced to slam it shut.
Jac lunged backwards and nearly collided with Aiden, who spontaneously grabbed her by the shoulders. Her distress was undeniable... the sheer intensity of the veins that bulged in her eyes spoke volumes greater than words.
"The... de de de..."
"Take your time. Nice and steady..."
Aiden squeezed her hands tight and encouraged Jac to take in a few deep breaths, in spite of Jac's squeals against taking in the pungent air that had seeped out. The two friends used the distant backdrop of the Tengu Wile's chants to help with the rhythm, inhaling steadily and exhaling in a similar pace, until at last Jac's panic had slowed to a halt. She looked up at the red head with near tearful uncertainty, and the former almost wanted to do the same.
"T... The deer... it was... soaked in blood..."
Aiden's eyes sprung up. "W-what?"
"The other crates must also be... oh stars..."
Aiden briefly scanned behind her at the objects in question. His face soured immensely as he winced at the first thing that cropped up in his mind.
A blood sacrifice!?
The magician's breath subtly hitched as a dark storm began to overtake his mind, but before he could react with even a peep, a familiar yet imposing shadow had sought to disrupt their conversation. Whether this intrusion was deliberate, only the Alpha Wile knew for certain. It took Aiden all his might to mask his erupting emotions in front of the feathered fiend, but on the contrary Jac refused to be silenced.
"What the hell is this?! You guys usually gorge your kills!! Oh... oh my gawds..."
Jac hunched over and held a hand over her mouth to hold back the river, which prompted a quick response from Goro as he swept her into his arms. The smaller Tengu looked up in a split second of defiance towards his master, which was followed almost immediately by a look of submission after the Alpha cocked his head slightly.
"There's no need to be wary, rest assured." Rikuo said, as if he addressed all who stood below him. "This may all seem, bizarre to you now, but I guarantee that everything will become clear in due time."
"That's not an answer!!" Jac exclaimed.
The young witch struggled to release herself from Goro's hold as the latter shook his head with a crestfallen expression. Rikuo quickly nudged his head to the right, a signal that the Beta Wile knew all too well. With guilt in his heart and a swift shift, Goro took on his bird form and grabbed the back of Jac's cloak by the teeth. Despite being hoisted twenty feet off the ground, her swings and shrieks of protests never ceased.
Aiden's mood suddenly dropped. He could only watch as his friend was taken clear out of sight, removed to the safety of the catacombs where a barrier locked her in place. Without warning, a wing claw graced the magician's shoulder, which had caused all the hairs on his back to shoot up. He reluctantly craned his neck to lock eyes with the fiend above, as the latter upheld his macabre grin.
"Are you ready?" Rikuo asked smoothly, as he spreads a wing against the magician's back.
"It's not like I can back out now..." Aiden said.
With that confession of reluctant acceptance, Aiden gave a deep, long sigh as he followed the Alpha towards the center of the cave. Several pairs of eyes darted towards the magician, with Souji's being the most attentive. Before the metaphorical daggers grew out of hand, their leader cleared his throat which immediately prompted his subjects to heed and march back into their positions with haste. Concurrently, Goro struggled with his inability to console Jac as she continuously attempted to destroy the the invisible force field to no avail. As much as he wanted to stay by her side, he ultimately had to bend to his master's call.
"I'm sorry Jac." Goro spoke somberly. "This is a standard precaution."
"What do you mean?" Jac's voice was slightly hitched. "Why do I need protection? Is something going to happen to Ai-- the magician?"
"It may be difficult for you to understand but, he'll be fine." Goro reassured as he waddled back to his brethren, shifting back to his human-like form upon arrival. Jac was left once again without a direct answer.
"Apparently it's too much to ask of these feathered folk," she mumbled.
Meanwhile, Aiden was beckoned to the center of the King's Quarter, just as Atsushi, Goro, Harutaka and Souji took up their places in each corner of the makeshift stage. Rikuo trotted in front as he shifted into a fanciful robed attire of his own, though unlike the Beta Wiles he decidedly retained much of his avian form, with his wings tucked to his back as if they resembled sleeves. A large leaf fan emerged from his robe, and with a small wave of this peculiar wand, the unlit torch was magically transported to his other hand.
"The knowledge of unbinding has been passed down by generations among the Alphas of my clan. A sacred spell, one that must be done in a precise and concrete order. Luckily for you, young pyromancer, we shall take the bulk of the labor required. Two tasks! Is all I ask of you. Please, step forth."
Aiden gulped. His quaking began to rise to the surface for everyone to see, and although he took his time, he managed to step forward in a rather ungraceful way. He was thankful that the monster bird was patient with him in particular, as the magician walked beneath the latter's shadow.
"Now..." Rikuo said. He looked down at the smaller man, before turning his eyes to the torch with a devious glint. "You must submit your true name, as you project the very fire spell that you shared with me on that night onto this staff!"
"Surely there... must be more I have to do, right?"
Aiden could not believe the words that was coming out of his mouth, yet he decided to continue while he had the momentum.
"As you've said when I stood here last time, I must devote my life to your whims... as one of your flock. What exactly does that entail? Do I give away a hair? A limb? My soul?"
"Nonsense! Whatever gave you that idea? When I receive your name, I will perform a Wile's 'pact.' I suppose that counts as a, contract of sorts, but it literally won't matter. For a link forged like this only needs to be active for as long as the ritual is in session."
"That means... I can leave anytime afterwards?"
"...I would not be opposed to it."
Aiden could tell that these words were chosen carefully, as he took a moment to process the cards drawn to him. Surely this, fiend would not be so eager to lie for his own selfish desires... right? The magician was beginning to spiral too deep for his own good, and he had to force himself to trick his mind back into focusing on the the greater goal.
Look to the skies...
Aiden sucked in a breath as he proceeded to put on his mental blindfolds once more. A long exhale followed before the sorcerer gave the Alpha a subtle nod. An inaudible bow followed, which enlivened the monster bird to an almost maddening delight, evident by his ear to ear grin. It was as if he had just ensnared a long sought after prey.
"You won't regret this!" Rikuo exclaimed.
He rose up before addressing his men, and with one final check the Alpha lifted his fan in a somewhat similar fashion to a conductor's baton. On cue, the flock began their incantation one by one as each member seamlessly waved their leaf fans with perfect grace and precision. Such strict practice paid off, as the air that flowed from the tips of their sandals to the hairs on their heads exerted mystifying power which every perfect step. Aiden was enamored by their performance, but had to ignore it after a minute to complete his part. The sorcerer dragged his feet to the lowly torch and was ordered to grab it by both hands. So many questions still echoed in his mind, and oh how they blasted sirens. But every time a sliver of doubt crept in, he would knock them away with concentrated effort.
Remember... it's for the greater good. Just think of all the doors that will open if I do this.
One more inhale later, he finally said aloud. "My name is Aiden. Just, Aiden."
Without ceasing his dance, the Alpha Wile cocked an eyebrow. He examined the much smaller magician carefully, and concluded that the latter spoke the only truth he could have known.
"It'll do." He replied. "Now, Aiden! Ignite the artifact with your flames!!"
Aiden closed his eyes and did as he was told. He dipped one fireball on the top of the stake and began to unravel the spells from the pits of his heart.
"Suns of gehenna, bright as gold, I beseech you to bring forth your power. Light the darkness like the pits from whence you came. Come forth and unleash your elemental beauty on this staff in it's TRUE form! Let it be known the true power of its internal flame!!"
The revised spell caused the tiny fireball to erupt into a beam that shot up into the ceiling. It rested not a few seconds longer, as it once more reformed into a fiery flower that shone brighter and flashed in more array of colors than it ever had before. At the same time the Tengu Wile's song grew louder, as the back of their heads began to glow with a faint, blue light.
Aiden's eyes then flashed in tandem, as he suddenly fell into a deep trance. Rikuo then drew closer, the overbearing fire being the only thing that flickered between him and the magician. The monster bird then uttered a spell under his breath, one unlike any he had spoken in times past, and with a deep, enchanting sound that steeped from the back of his throat, the words themselves held tremendous power.
"Princi' 'al duk, ut ec dumal precadun'al ozile ultima."
"...Prim.. al duk.. et ciechz."
Aiden did not question the words that flowed from his mouth, for perhaps it was his inner Wile speaking. Regardless he was secretly hoping that the Wile giant would not try anything while the magician was left in this vulnerable state. Little did he know, this hesitation would turn the tides for the events that followed.
"So you still resist..." Rikuo whispered. He paused for a moment before continuing. "Very well then."
The Alpha Wile rose up and clasped his hands together. His subordinate Wiles replicated the action in unison, and as if controlled like a marionette, Aiden did the same. He made contact with the inflamed blossom at the base of the staff and in an instant, the inferno had engulfed him in flames. Jac's screams was finally able to cut through the barrier, and in that exact moment when he heard her voice, the fires erupted in a dazzling display of colors. The element spiraled around the young Wile, as if he was encased in a fiery cage. He was neither scorched or singed, but was completely out of it in terms of what was reality and what was not. But one thing he was certain of, he heard what he could only discern as the sound of burning cords.
A blur whipped past the blaze and emerged high over the infernal whirlpool. The Alpha Wile opened his mouth, highlighting the razor sharp edges of his terrible teeth which glistened with the same ethereal blue like that of a star's halo. He then lunged at the magician, snapping his jaws shut just inches above his head. When Aiden recovered from the shock of that unprompted action, he slowly looked up and could not believe his eyes. Long chains, invisible prior, appeared all around Aiden's body, which wrapped around every limb from front to back. Rikuo was pulling the strings with all his might, with surprising difficulty considering the Alpha's strength. He continued even as his magic shield began to fade from such a close contact. He kept on even as parts of his face became charred from the embers that managed to lash onto his cheek. Nothing could stop him until at last the wretched coils were severed with a loud snap. The ropes dissolved immediately in a fog of blackened ether, and thereafter Aiden fell into another magic induced trance.
A cold and unsettling silence drifted through the cavern, before the magician's body suddenly exploded in a sea of vibrant orange that engulfed the entire surface of the area. The surrounding birds backed off as the flames grew to an intensifying degree, increasing the temperature with a radiating heat as the fire cage ballooned to ten times it's original height. The ravens lifted their magic shields to reflect the incoming embers, and the inferno was wide enough to reach the secluded corners of where Jac stood. Her barrier was the most stable, but even then cracks began to form. The witch's fears for her friend was much more profound however, and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't see past the overwhelming juggernaut that surrounded him.
....
As the flames of gehenna seemingly appeared to swallow his entire form whole, Aiden surprisingly grew into a sense of calm. Visions began to fill in the empty catacombs of his mind, as if he was gradually being stitched back together again. Memories of nature and forests and mountains far removed. Of villages and the colors of the skies in all times of the year. The smells of freshly charred timber and smoke, surrounded by the presence of other winged sentinels who glowed a shimmering white. Their hymns of Artemis echoed in the vast plains, being carried by the passing gale in the form of ghostly rings and chimes.
...Of Artemis...
As these chains of thoughts grew more vivid and resonant, so too did his body change in turn. Aiden felt more relaxed as his molecules began to unwind and stretch out, reforming in a blink of an eye with a brilliant glow. His undefined shape quickly grew massive as he sprouted a pair of wings, first on his back, then again from his arms. He bloomed much like the fire flower that appeared elegantly on the magical torch, which burned in tandem to the Wile giant's blinding luminosity.
But as the seconds went on, the memories started pouring in an increasing rate, flashing before his mind's eye as a series of sliding vignettes. An overwhelming cascade that caused him to crash down to his knees, as he began to seethe bellows from his newly formed fangs alongside small puffs of actual flames. Yet it was not the sheer amount of reclaimed information that caused him to nearly retch, rather, the lost skeletons that came with everything else. Memories he would have preferred to be lost to the seas of time, never again to surface for anyone to see.
How... many?
He laid witness of many travesties, of grass, temples and bodies singed. Miles of tarnished land burned to its very foundation, spoiled with the stench of brimstone that rose up into ashened skies above. The darkness bleached the epicenter in heavy smoke, all while the same sentinels that glowed a blinding white rejoiced in merriment and song.
Why...? Why must you all resort to this?
A change could be seen in Aiden's demeanor. The sweat and tears that poured from his face would evaporate instantly in contact with the surrounding inferno. With little room to breathe in his newly expanded lungs, his eyes began to flicker to the point of madness.
'It is necessary to reclaim our rightful place as rulers of this world!'
That voice... Aiden turned his head around to face the shade of a being behind him, one that was unearthed from deep within the corners of the former magician's mind. A blurred silhouette of a giant bird man that stood league's taller than any of the Wiles he encountered before. Their aura was prolific like a king among kings, and their steps were equally graceful as if they commanded the utmost attention of all who gazed upon them. Aiden's eyes widened as he watched himself in his adolescence appear before the entity in a miniature form. Unlike the other memories, he pictured this with vivid clarity, as if he was watching a film on playback.
'This has to stop!' His younger self exclaimed. 'This violence is senseless. We don't have to resort to--'
'They're humans!' The figure shouted. 'Those wretched fools... their own downfall was set in stone the moment they sought to perform mass genocide towards our people. Our brothers and sisters among the fair folk... slaughtered mercilessly, and all for what? All for our blood from which they drink, and the magic coursing through our veins... Such contempt will never be tolerated!!'
The wing claws of the being, this unsettling force, was placed against the young Aiden's back. And at this exact moment the modern day sorcerer sensed a cold chill that shot up his spine, in spite of his physical form being encaged in fire. He knew then and there that this was more than just a mere vision.
'We mustn't turn a blind eye towards our fallen brethren,' the figure said, 'and to those still alive who have been dwindled down to abysmal numbers. We've lost family and pack members to man's wicked beliefs.'
'But this is excessive... humans can't regenerate like we can. It doesn't seem fair...'
'Neither can Wiles aside from the Phoebes!! The humans will swarm like ants if we give them the chance. They'll rob us of our children and our very way of life! We can't allow this no matter what, for we, Ardius, are one of the last remaining saviors of Wile kind. The only hope if any of us will stand a chance for a brighter future! It is your destiny as the Phoenix... to become one with our mission, and with me.'
"NO!!" Aiden screamed, both in his past and present form. 'You don't understand!! This will only fuel their agenda! We have to show them that magic is not this evil boogeyman that beings like us use to smite our opponents! We'll have to change our way of thinking, of how we approach--'
Half a second. That was all it took for the entity to project himself from across the room to mere inches away from the newly formed Wile giant. Quaking to his very core, Aiden felt the specter's freezing claws against his shoulders as it craned its head like an owl to meet his up close.
'Do you take me for a FOOL Ardius? Gone are the days when the two factions had mutual standing. The era of give and take, of the equal sharing of flesh and blood, is over. Give up your folly. And embrace me like you've done in lives past.'
'I will never rejoin the hi--'
'You dare to defy me? In your weakened state? You barely have a choice! You should be honored to be subject to my blessing. Consider it my gift to you, my son...'
All of a sudden, the back of Aiden's skull felt as if it was being parted in two, which caused him to let out a bone curling scream. Pillars of flames erupted around his feet which surged in erratic directions, igniting all that it touched. The Tengu Wiles all huddled together, culminating their magical shields into one super sized bubble. Shifting midway, the five monster birds actually had some difficulty in keeping it aloft, as they used their full moon charged energy to protect themselves and the one behind them. The impact would thankfully not last for much longer.
Soon enough the light faded, and with it the flames that wrapped around the newly created giant. The former magician struggled to breathe air back into his expanded lungs, and during this time he could hear the faint whispers of those that surrounded him. He slowly opened his eyes, revealing metallic copper irises surrounded by a striking red. All of the Beta Wiles watched him cautiously from a safe distance, feathers raised and talons exposed, save for the Alpha who stood in a defiant stance. While battered himself, he nevertheless gave Aiden a formal bow, one befitting of someone of loyalty.
"Welcome back, Aiden of the Phoenix Wiles... if that is your true name. You were able to suppress your shackles and now look at you! You are more marvelous than I could have imagined."
Aiden looked more man than avian as he rose up to his newfound height, yet he was clad in bright golden feathers from neck to knee on his otherwise bare form. The plumage of his wings seemed to emit a soft, orange glow and the colors of his chest were incandescent much like that of a golden pheasant. Jac was in awe at the sight of her friend. At first she thought of him as yet another black bird, but the former magician had exceeded her expectations tremendously. It was as if a twinkle of starlight was standing right before her.
"You're... sparkly..." She gasped, unable to come up with something better to say. "Wasn't what I was expecting, but... it really suits you."
Aiden's renewed senses was able to pick up Jac's faint words, and he glanced back to look upon her distant figure for a few seconds as if to acknowledge it. His eyes were placid and nearly tearful when they laid upon the now much smaller witch. Jac's mood fell, through she could not discern why until she watched her friend suddenly rear his head back sharply. His expression then darkened to an eerie calm as that warm expression was replaced with a small smirk. A subtle gesture oh so unassuming, that nonetheless caused the hairs of Jac's skin to rise up an alarming amount. She took a few steps back and uttered to herself.
"Just who... are you?"
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simpychocochan · 2 years
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Before the whole renew vow thing starts, let’s ask some visitors of the event what their thoughts are-
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Polar: I’m just here for some amazing photos! You can’t attend an event like this every day! Just the perfect moment for a photo and-
Interviewer: You know who attends this event?
Polar: Nope-
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Cure: Auntie marries! Auntie marries!! Wohoo!
Interviewer: You know Choco is already married?
Cure: O- ... Auntie marries again! Auntie marries again!!
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Despoina: I am so proud of those two. They are in general such a sweet couple, but seeing them marrying again is such a sweet idea. Wait, which Idea was it?
Interviewer: That was V’s idea-
Despoina: I KNEW IT!!! I told him to make sth special for his wife and seems like he followed my advice ehe-
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Richard: I cancelled work for this. 
Interviewer: Was that ok?
Richard: Not really. My boss is mad at me. But Choco comes first-
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Interviewer: And how does the “star” of the night feel?
Choco: skjfeskfsejfnsejfmeskldmflskejfklsefjklesmngveksg-
Interviewer: ehm.
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