'I... but.. you heard them! I'm an even bigger freak than before...! I-'
'Stop with that. Those idiots wouldn't know a real freak unless one hit 'em upside the head and.. stole their organs or something. I don't know.'
'...B-But... what if I really am one, though..? ...A... A monster.'
'Pffahaha- If anyone wants to see a monster, they'll have to call you one in front of me, first.'
'...'
'...R-Really, though. So long as whatever makes you fundamentally you never changes, you'll never be a monster to me. Shit, you could grow multiple heads, have an overbite and rabies, be 20-feet tall... and so long as you were still.. uh, mostly yourself, I'd never be able to call you a monster. Never. With just that, you'll always be Pyrrha. ......You'll always be... m-my Pyrrha, ehe. ♡'
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like, i’m sorry, but when you really think abt it, the aurora hate makes 0 sense. she was a teenage girl thrown forward thousands of years in time (already fucking stressful). add to this the fact that she had a twin brother. she was very close to him. he died protecting her. he came back a monster. he was left out of the Great Family Reunion Sleepover because of it, so he lived those years. and it puts a wall up between him and aurora, for multiple reasons. 1) he became a feared assassin leader and developed his powers and learned to live as a lone survivor after his family abandoned him (i personally believe aurora would’ve fought tooth and nail to try and stay with her twin, so it wasn’t abandonment on purpose on her part). 2) for aurora, her brother died and came back wrong because of her and that happened to her, like, last week. she has not gotten over that trauma. she probably feels incredibly guilty over it still, and she’s definitely scared that castor might hate her over it. they’re jst not emotionally nor psychologically on the same level and it’s rlly heartbreaking.
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one of my biggest vices is holding onto things for far too long. i haven’t seen you in years, not properly, but we speak once and i can’t focus because i remember when you held my hand when i was afraid when we were children. i remember holding you to my chest until you stopped banging your head into the wall when we were 12. i remember when you crawled into my bed and kissed me simply just to kiss me when we were 14. you smiled at me and ran back into the other room and i knew then. its years later and im supposed to act like we’re catching up normally when all i can remember when i look at you is when you told me that you were in love with me but you didn’t know what to do about it. i’m supposed to look into your eyes and forget that you were the first person to ever make me feel wanted.
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— WHAT IS AT THE CORE OF YOUR OC?
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FRACTURED GLASS
no amount of orchestrated class is ever going to hide the fact that you’re doomed to be alone. you’re a puppet, you’re a weapon, but most importantly? you’re a fraud. your facade isn’t malicious, but that doesn’t change a thing. everything in your life is in your control now, and you chose to let yourself become stiff and distant. you’re guilty of everything you blame yourself for, and your misfortune is the fault of nobody but yourself. your selfish nature forges you into a man-made monster, so quick to blame and so desperate to escape consequence. i hope that you can become someone you’re proud of soon.
SPUN GOSSAMER
the easiest thing to do is stay quiet when something’s up. you’re not bothered, and you know what? you shouldn’t be! it’s none of your business, even when it’s entirely your business. it’s difficult (read: impossible) to tell if your cheery demeanor is a cover-up for something sadder, or if it’s simply your natural state of mind. you see a lot of things: people coming through town, people leaving the house and never coming back, lies and deceit of the highest degree. what happened to you? will you ever be that kid again? your presence smells like cotton candy, and your fingertips sparkle like stars. whatever white rabbit you’re chasing isn’t going to lead you to wonderland if you don’t start reaching out when you’re not feeling okay.
BEHIND THE MASK
you aren’t slick about whatever you think you’re hiding. glass shatters in your midst, blood spills, children scream. like some of your friends, your personality of choice is entirely artificial. the difference between you and them is that you can get away with it. you’re unknown, perhaps even to yourself, and your goals are complex and unknown. anyone stupid enough to fall for you is setting themselves up to be frustrated and confused, owing to your being ultimately unknowable. i hope you can find an identity that makes you comfortable.
CAUTERIZING RAGE
the house has burned around you, and you’re the only one left standing. is it gratifying to be the survivor? fear and anger are weapons in your capable hands, used only to serve your agenda of fighting back when deemed necessary. you're a powerful person, built from the ashes of your despair and your family's mistakes. with time, you'll bloom into someone softer, like the full blossoms that grow each spring and wither away with the leaves in fall. they won't disappear if you take your eyes off of them. you're enough.
BENIGN CULPABILITY
everyone hates you because you are a facetious lying bitch. …kidding, i think. seriously, though! you try way too hard to look like a picturesque example of class and responsibility, but you use your position as a social butterfly to take advantage of those weaker than you. it’s rare for anything not to be your fault, and everyone thinks you’re crying wolf when you actually HAVEN’T done anything. it gets kind of tiring to have everyone on your dick all the time, but it’s less interesting to actually behave. good luck with the therapy?
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well i went a lil crazy today lol- spent all day drawin stuff for the modern au (mosty abt Pyrrha Omega but I also ended up designing Ti/ra, Rosalind and Sieglinde)
I was thinking on how Pyrrha Omega would come to be in a modern setting, and decided on a good method of going about it. Which will be under the cut <3
So my thought was after Pyrrha and CJ became friends and CJ ended up becoming wary of Ti/ra's presence in Pyrrha's life, Ti/ra backed off for a while. Rather than whisking Pyrrha off to find the dormant Soul Edge themselves, she went off on her own to try and find it. Since, y'know, CJ would've gotten the police involved the second Pyrrha would've gone missing since she was very very suspicious of Ti/ra. Ti/ra didn't have as much luck as she'd hoped in finding the cursed sword, due to other cults and criminals trying to find it first. However, after a very long search, she finally found a fragment of it. Any progress was better than none for Ti/ra, so she tracked down Pyrrha once more upon finding the shard so she could test the waters.
At this point, Pyrrha was no longer a wee little high schooler, but an adult. Pyrrha and CJ ended up staying friends through the time Ti/ra was gone, even becoming best friends at that point. Ti/ra definitely wanted to get rid of CJ, as she was getting in the way of using Pyrrha as a vessel for the cursed power. Things were turned at least somewhat in Ti/ra's favor, as with time, the spirit swords slowly began to awaken from their slumber, due to so many people trying to hunt the weapons down.
So, she used Pyrrha's good nature to lure her out to somewhere secluded by sending one of her watchers to feign an injury where Pyrrha could see it. Of course, Pyrrha being concerned for the injured animal tried to catch them to help, but by the time she realized what was going on, Ti/ra had her cornered. Of course, Ti/ra played it off in a buddy buddy manner. Hey, two friends reuniting after years apart, so sweet, right? Pyrrha was, admittedly scared, and cautious around Ti/ra. However, when Ti/ra pulled the Soul Edge fragment from her pocket and waved it about for Pyrrha, something changed. Pyrrha was in a trance momentarily, and once Ti/ra got closer, Pyrrha startled. She held her head, stumbling back and crying out in pain as the fragment throbbed and pulsated. It could sense Pyrrha's cursed blood, and was trying to resonate with the cursed power within her. Strange markings began to form on her hands, her veins becoming visible, and dark. Her skin turned pale, and Pyrrha thought she was going to die at any second.
At just the right time, CJ, who had already planned to come hang out with Pyrrha at her apartment, approached the building. She froze up when she heard Pyrrha's screams and cries of pain, rushing into the alleyway to see Ti/ra there, using the Soul Edge shard to try and take control of the other woman. CJ immediately darted in, shoving Ti/ra back and moving to tend to Pyrrha. She helped her, getting her out of the alleyway at the very least. But Ti/ra followed close, waving the fragment still and sweetly taunting Pyrrha, trying to woo her cursed heart into obeying the cursed power of Soul Edge, and Ti/ra herself, by proxy. Pyrrha collapsed once more, crying in agony, and at that point, CJ had enough. She turned to Ti/ra, moving in to fight the other woman. All CJ knew was that she had to get that shard out of Ti/ra's hands, and as far away from Pyrrha as possible. The two women jumped into battle, brawling one another in a war for the Soul Edge shard.
However... part way through, as the two women still kept each other equally matched and at bay, their battle screeched to an abrupt halt. Both women were sent off their feet when a huge explosion went off. From the ground, CJ looked back towards Pyrrha as she could hear her howl and shriek, terrified she was dying... and then she saw it. Dark, cursed energy coursed around Pyrrha, the young woman now transformed due to her cursed blood's interactions with the nearby Soul Edge shard. Ti/ra took advantage of CJ being distracted, darting to her feet and attacking her while she was down. As the now malfested Pyrrha came to her senses, her eyes landed on Ti/ra and CJ. Pyrrha watched as Ti/ra swung away at CJ, who was curled up trying to protect her head from the assault of punches... and something snapped in her. Seeing her best friend in danger like this, knowing that Ti/ra was back to ruin the happiness she'd finally found... she felt an incurable rage. She wouldn't let Ti/ra take away her happiness. Nobody would be allowed to take it away.
So, she charged at Ti/ra, her inhuman, blood-thirsty shrieks obliterating the night's calm as the malfested woman set her claws upon her target.
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