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nattikay · 5 years

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First Thoughts on Weredad

-Ok but it was never really explained why Gigantitan was back, what the friggidy frik Hawkmoth haven’t you learned your lesson about akumatizing babies and children?? Knock that off you butt >:(

-Ladybug mom potential confirmed ;) haha

-Aww Tom is so worried about Marinette, what a good dad

-Chat: (looks like he’s about to figure out Marinette’s identity) Chat later: “I was so sure she was just gonna be a fan like Alya!” Adrien my boy I love you but you are reaching New Levels of Dumb™

-How the friggity floop did Tom even fit through that trapdoor

-Wait so. I’ve heard Tom’s surname being just Dupain and Sabine’s just being Cheng while Marinette is hyphenated. But Sabine is called Dupain-Cheng here...but Tom is still just Dupain? what is going on I am confused why doesn’t Tom have Cheng if Sabine still has Dupain what

-...did Tom just bribe Chat with macarons

-Ok Tom calm down too far

-Plagg you are enjoying your secret identity knowledge far too much. Suffer like the rest of us. 3:<

-Lol @ Tom fanboying

-When Tom hugs Chat and it’s so bittersweet because man you KNOW he doesn’t get fatherly affection like that at home ;_;

- “I mean, I would marry me if I could!” OK CHAT TOO FAR

-As much as my Adrienette shipper heart wants Adrien, and therefore by extension Chat, to open his dang eyes and recognize that he might just have feelings for Marinette, him being upfront about is loyalty to Ladybug is 1000% the best route he could’ve taken here. It assures Marinette that his feelings for Ladybug are genuine and not some shallow fleeting things (she’d been complaining to Tikki earlier: “he fell for someone else in, what, 2 seconds?? Is that all his love is worth??”) and that he is willing to be honest about it. That’ll do wonders for their future relationship and how Marinette/Ladybug perceives Chat, much more than if Chat had pretended to return Marinette’s “affections” to be polite.

-Marinette I know you needed to pretend to be sad but too far girl

-Basically everyone’s reactions are too far somewhere or other lol

-Well except Sabine. Sabine is based haha

- “You’re a good boy, Chat Noir” heck yes he is

-A giant stalk...a magical rose in the light...a werewolf...what kind of bizarre fairy tale conglomeration is this?? lol

-I think this is the first time we’ve seen Chat fight an akuma almost entirely solo. Though I’m a bit unclear as to what's making him so wiped out? Like is it a magic thing, part of Weredad’s powers? He’s fought much more intense battles hardly breaking a sweat, and yet this totally wipes him out. He did seem to perk up after the Miraculous Cure so I can only assume it was somehow part of the akuma powers but it’s never really made clear (unless I missed it) so...idk

-Also interesting to see Marinette do her part completely untransformed, up until the end when she needed to purify the akuma and such of course

-I know that rendering actual fur is too expensive for TV but I’d still like to see Weredad in full fluffy glory lol (I know he has a slight painted fur texture but it’s hard to see in most of the shots)

- this is Tom’s fursona and you can’t tell me otherwise

-Chat’s speech about loneliness ;_; STOP BREAKING MY HEART LIKE THIS MY POOR BBY BOY

-Chat attempting to continue fighting even when he's all exhausted also breaks my heart ;_; SABINE IS VERY CORRECT HE IS A GOOD BOY

-Use of Cataclysm felt a little forced ^^” Like I mean is there any particular reason the Lucky Charm couldn't have just been a glider in the first place? Ah well, not a particularly important point I guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

-Also exhausted Chat cuddling up to Ladybug when they land is very adorable

-Sabine and Tom are 👌 A+ pure couple

-Anyways people can ship what they want but I’m taking this episode as further evidence for why I reeeeally find pre-reveal romantic Marichat to be very ooc. Post-reveal, awesome, yes, great, have at it. But as badly as I want the love square to get together...I’m sorry but I just can’t get behind this corner pre-reveal. :/

-On that note, let’s please put to rest the idea that the love square needs to be reversed before the reveal because they “only love one side”. Clearly Ladybug already loves Chat and Adrien already loves Marinette, it’s just not in a romantic way right now. Say they just care a lot about each other if you’d rather phrase it that way. But the fact that Chat doesn’t view Marinette romantically right now because he already has romantic feelings for Ladybug and doesn’t know they’re the same person and doesn’t mean he’s “uninterested in her other side”, and vice-versa. Being loyal to the person they already have feelings for is not a bad thing, they have perfectly legitimate and not shallow reasons for loving the “sides” that they do, and they still care deeply about the “sides” that they (romantically) don’t. We don’t need a pre-reveal reversal.

-...oops ramble but anyways yeah a reveal would be nice because Wow These Two Are Dumb™

#miraculous #ml spoilers #weredad

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elysiumrp · 7 years

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Congratulations IZZY! You have been accepted as Rebecca Gray. Please go through the checklist and send in your account within 24 hours. If you need more time, make sure you send a message to the main.

I know how much you’ve liked Rebecca since the very beginning, so I’m glad that you finally took the leap and decided to pick her up. We’ve been needing more witches and warlocks to get involved in the main plot, and Resistance members as well, so it’s awesome that Rebecca can fill a spot for both of those roles. I have full confidence after seeing Kyle’s character development that Rebecca will become just as well-rounded, and having another character on the dash that I know will grow and change and mature throughout the path of Elysium is something that truly is exciting. I can’t wait to see Rebecca, and I can’t wait to interact with her either. As usual, Welcome to Elysium!!

OOC INFO

Name: Izzy Age: 23 (I’m 24, but I hate even numbers) Timezone: PST Preferred Pronouns: She/Her Previous RP Experience: [RFP] Activity Level: Trust Anything Else: Just letting you know, I wrote this application while listening to the Moulin Rouge soundtrack.

IC INFO

Character Name: Rebecca Gray Why did you choose this character:

As you know, upon writing Rebecca, something within the character tied itself onto my mind. What happens during one’s childhood holds on immensely to that person throughout the entirety of their life, whether they like to admit it, or not. When it comes to family, they’re supposed to love you no matter what, even if they don’t like you, you’re family so they have to. Rebecca holds a similarity to me there seeing as I was in those shoes when I was young. I was the outcast of my cousins, always the one that was made fun of because I would rather read than T.P. people’s houses or play dark in the night with pillows – all stupidities. Family reunions were never fun but it also taught me that if I’m able to overcome being the cousin made fun of, I’d always be bigger than any other bullying. It helps grow yourself, helps fundamentally bring you into your own sooner so you know who you stand for – which is yourself.

Instead of becoming a victim at a young age, she grew from it. Accepting who she was and thriving with it. Of course, that doesn’t mean she regrets some things. Her mother, for example, is someone that was well-liked by her family, and because of what she did accidentally, she too has to live with it. In a way, it’s made her want to perfect the things she knows she can do rather than dwell in what others, and herself, and found herself weak in. That’s probably why she was drawn to brewing rather than spells seeing as one of the first pivotal incantations done ended up in her cousins fearing her and her family viewing her as a pariah. She feels safer relying on herself and ingredients together than spells. All in all, this is me as a witch, to be honest and I’ve always loved her since she dawned in my mind.

Describe your plan for them:

As of right now, a slow build. Not exceedingly slow like the Krabby Patty Formula being brought to the front of the screen, but at a pace that will let me develop Rebecca as her own and not just the one known for her brews. The world is changing, and she had been contributing to it before and after the reveal. I want her to lend her hand to the Resistance, maybe eventually revealing to the human world that some of the majority of the products they use are made by fellow witches. Yes, it may be something small in most people’s eyes, but it’s something being used by humans that they can’t just throw away or switch. She’s proud to work in the establishment now and for it to be just behind a door, Rebecca will attend every meeting because it’s something else she has found that maybe can possibly be perfected by her help. With everything happening with the supernaturals, I also want to allow her the capability to be the one they can turn to if injuries occur – i.e. the bombing with wolfsbane and vervain. Usually, my character decides for them self as to what happens, as do the people Rebecca will communicate with so I’ll let you know what she plans when she’s more developed.

Another thing I want to delve in, far down the road since it’s not a main personality trait about her, is the fact that dark magic basically held her hand at such a young age. Every so often Rebecca finds herself thinking about it, how kind it had been when she was in need. She knows not to turn to it, dark magic isn’t something that normally does it, maybe it was the energy in the room seeing as she was a source of light rather than seeking darkness to do anything, but maybe down the line she gets the courage to see what would happen if it were to happen again. It could happen with helping a friend or the cause, holding onto the fact that once before it worked for her and the next time it might or might not. It would be a fun thing seeing as she’s more positive than negative.

Describe your character’s feelings and reactions to the initial reveal of the supernatural world:

The first thing Rebecca thought of was how outrageous everything had happened. Of course, for people like witches, it was easier to hide their supernatural capabilities as opposed to vampires and werewolves. But to think that a mere hunter simply lost their mind and ranted about it for ten seconds was truly outrageous. At first, she was hoping that maybe the supernatural community would have a game plan for how to orchestrate their community afterwards, but it went haywire, something Rebecca found to be embarrassing on their behalf. After thinking about it, however, they had lived in secrecy, it was what they knew how to live and conditioned as well, technically not their fault if being thrust into the open was something they were no where near accustomed to. What also went through her mind was the bitterness she had at humans at first, she saw them as her cousins. Immediately chastising the supernaturals when they didn’t even give the time to learn about them, immediately hating them.

Describe your character’s feelings and reactions to the current state of the world, and how it impacts them as an individual:

It took a while for Rebecca to see the virtues of a human and supernatural understanding, nearly six months before it hit her that it was the only way if they wanted to live in harmony. Yes, their race was released to the world, but just as she had overcome the downfall of her family casting her away, she overcame seeing the humans as terrible people. Rebecca had grown up beside them, learning how to do things to help benefit both them and her. In all fairness, witches and humans were the most alike, witches just being able to grow plants faster, make a vampire cry blood or a werewolf untransform from being a wolf. Just as before, she can live her life with the majority not knowing that she’s a witch and the products she makes being something anyone else can do.

Rebecca’s just grateful there’s no blood test that can find one to be a witch, being registered something she’ll never do. She’s apart of the Resistance after all, they’re meant to resist what the governments are creating and come up with a more humane plan. All Rebecca wants is for people to see the better outcomes of things that involve supernaturals. How her cream can heal a wound in seconds. A werewolf bite can save someone from dying of cancer. Vampire blood can bring someone out of a coma and bring them to their best health. All things she wants the human population to see, but Rebecca knows it has to be strategic, it has to be slow and if she has to live in fear that someone’s going to attack her, at least she knows she’ll be on the side that was innocent and only looking for equality to live in peace as things always had for centuries.

Para Sample:

Whenever a person simply knew that they were being lied to, the ringing in their ears, the sinking of their gut, it stayed with them until they found out. Since receiving the last text from Kaden, one that said she was going to her apartment to retrieve some clothes, Kyle knew what would happen. He would be there. After all, Kyle had bit him, and when he had done so, his body had been already mid-transformation. A bite as a human did nothing unless the wolf’s canines were exposed. When the wolf was taking over, then that permitted venom to be released, and if the full wolf was in attendance, venom came with every bite. However, it was a bite from an Alpha that allowed any form of steps taken to be pushed aside because it only took one pose of contact to do the damage it was meant for. This knowledge was something that was a residue from the Other Kyle’s knowledge of everything, and something that Kyle now knew.

Kyle had bit to kill. If Nick were anywhere to die, it would be in that apartment.

However, Kaden still said that she was going and Kyle remained in his room. Pacing back and forth and staring at the clutter on his desk that he knew he should reorganise with the plans and strategies that he had no clue as to why he had drafted them but still felt like they should be created. Plans, after plans, after plans. He didn’t want to be like the Council where things weren’t being done and only talk was ensued. He couldn’t have that with his pack. There would always be a plan, and a backup plan, just as there was an A-string and B-string when it came to players on a baseball team.

”Hey, food’s ready,” the voice of one of his pack members, Brooklyn, said, head peeking through the open door. When his door was open, anyone was allowed in. If it were closed, no one dared interrupt him.

”What is it,” Kyle answered in a toneless voice.

”Stella and Marc made butter basil pasta, some kinda Mexican drink… Michelle? Michelada? Something like that,” she replied, not deterred by his disinterest.

No matter how impacted his mind was and filled with thoughts that weren’t thoughts, just mind fillers, the mention of food always triggered regular Kyle to return, mouth already salivating. “Oh, fucking H Christ,” was all he had to say, throwing his phone on his bed, not wanting to think of the other end of it and where she was. “See, this is exactly why I chose them, fuck the strength shit, they fucking cooking.” After a laugh from his female wolf, Kyle chuckled lightly, making sure he voiced that he was only kidding so no ill-nature was spread.

They didn’t have a big enough table yet, so the dining room consisted of more than enough chairs, a cluttered counter and one table that fit four. That would be his next buy, and though everyone in the room offered their seat to their Alpha, Kyle brushed them all aside, preferring to stand so the others found comfort. He liked to stand when he hate anyways, all the years of him doing so while eating cereal paying off for the furniture they were yet to have. What was different now, though, was the fact that the energy the room brought was more familiar than Tarryn could ever offer — which he hated even thinking. Instead of just his cousin, he was surrounded by around seven others, all getting along and actually engaging in conversations rather than with one person, it was everyone. He loved it. Comradery was what was needed and it was there.

They were all there, conversing with Kyle laughing on and adding to when he couldn’t but do so, the necessity to lead everything through like he had always felt he had to there. It was when the words were becoming harder to say, the frowns becoming visible on each person and a strain present that Kyle knew was also on his face. They didn’t have to say anything to know that something was wrong. Terribly wrong. The clatter of the bowls being set down and the sound of nails clenching into glass. No voice was heard, just strained breathing. There was a burning. Something sporadic flooding through each body. Nothing that could be quite pinpointed, but again, for the same reason as before, Kyle knew where it was coming from.

”Kyle… The fuck is going on,” one of his guys said breathlessly, hands holding on to the table he had been standing next to. Others had sat on the floor, some bracing themselves on the wall.

Instead of giving a solid answer, Kyle only raised his hand, motioning for everyone to quiet as he closed his eyes when the sensation grew stronger. He felt weak, weaker than he had ever been in his life. Past a point of starvation and dehydration, the inside of his body feel like a bag that was being vacuumed closed. His hands were shaking, eyes burning with what he knew to be the crimson from his wolf, but it didn’t burn like he was used to. It was as if it were crying out, his wolf clawing to stay alive but was being crushed by the rock that had collapsed on him. Someone had fallen to the floor, their body convulsing while another could be heard vomiting. Yet, all the while, Kyle could only think about what he knew was happening and that there was nothing he could necessarily do. It wasn’t like he could run to Antonia’s apartment, stop her from what she was doing.

His breathing was strained and it took everything to keep himself up, the sensation almost too overwhelming as it came to a climax and there were two others shouting out in agony. And just as Kyle could feel himself losing grip of what made him who he was, it ended. Just like that. Like a cramp that suddenly smoothed itself out and every agonizing impression it brought to him having gone. Everyone was panting, including himself. Breathing harshly but the hum of the pain that had just encased them leaving a scar mentally on them as if they could still feel it. Kyle felt his body buzzing, hands shaking as he brought them up to see his long claws now retracting in.

”Everyone breathe, we good?” he asked, looking up but not releasing the counter he was holding onto.

No voices were found just yet, some nodding and others raising their hands to their heads to wipe the sweat that had formed. It was Stella, the more outspoken of everyone, that spoke, tears having welled down her face. “The fuck was that, Kyle?”

He hadn’t noticed, but the hand that Kyle had been staring at was placed on his chest, as in a way to hold in the heart that was there and felt as if it were sinking. He didn’t even need a confirmation from Kaden to know that she had done something, and that something had just done its damage to him and most importantly his pack. He was just about to say just that, about to curse out her name when his clenched his eyes shut, head nodding in disagreement. He couldn’t do that to her. To throw her under the bus like that. They would hate her, and they weren’t allowed to. Only him. Only Kyle because he knew what she had done. Not even the Other Kyle’s knowledge in him had to tell him that she had just siphoned magic, and what was a werewolf made of? Exactly that.

So, for the first time since he had accepted being Alpha in this world, Kyle lied to his pack after he straightened his shoulders and tried to gain control of the aftereffects of what they had been through. “Someone just siphoned our magic and I’m gonna go kill them,” he stated. “Peter, clean your puke up, I’ll be back.” And with that, he turned around out of the kitchen, his footsteps paining himself but the necessity to release the wolf in him stronger than ever with the hatred at what she had done fueling him to run to where he usually went to emancipate what she just nearly took away.

Any questions/concerns/things you’d like to change: (siblings to add, pronouns, sexuality you’d like to specify, personality, face claim, history, etc., etc.)

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