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Emma To Bruce
Dear Bruce,
We did it! The curse is broken! Rupert is free! Long live Rupert!
In retrospect, it’s insane how much of this we tried to do by ourselves. We should have known that when we finally succeeded we would do it with a whole team present—in this case Jem, Tessa, Kit, and Magnus. (Mina assisted by raising morale and drawing all over everything with her toy stele.)
Everyone’s still here, too, and we can relax a little in a newly uncursed house. (It really is quite homey, now that it’s been cleaned up and, you know, had its demonic aura dispelled.) Everyone except Magnus, who left this afternoon in a great rush to get back to New York.
New paragraph to talk about this, actually, because I have a lot of questions that don’t have answers and I can only ask you, Bruce. So Magnus was in a hurry to get back because of a meeting Alec is holding with Luke and some other Downworlders about plans for negotiating with the Cohort. Okay, but I feel like the Cohort doesn’t have much leverage, right? The situation is way worse for them than for us. We should be able to wait them out—shouldn’t we?
I mean they have a symbolic advantage, I guess. We’re all Shadowhunters and we all miss Idris and Alicante and Lake Lyn and probably a lot of us left stuff there we can’t get back and oh right, also a lot of people lived there who have had to evacuate all over the world and want to get back. I get that. But, like…what are the Cohort even eating in there? Idris doesn’t really grow food. Are they all homesteading in there? Raising crops? Churning butter? It’s kind of hard to imagine Zara doing any of that. But you never know. I mean, there aren’t even any demons to fight in there. Which is a good reminder that Shadowhunters are definitely not meant to hole up in Idris where there’s no demons for them to fight. I feel like Raziel was pretty clear on that point.
They must be losing their minds in there. I hope they found some board games or something.
Maybe Zara has declared herself Queen for Life and she doesn’t have to farm because she just marches around threatening to kill anybody who doesn’t grow her a potato right this instant.
Or maybe we haven’t heard anything because they all ate each other in there. Or maybe they mutinied against Zara and someone else gets to threaten to kill people now.
Okay, end of pondering the Cohort. I’m in a good mood, or was before I started this entry, anyway. We’ve been hanging out with Jem and Tessa and Kit and it’s really great. We ordered in Chinese (delivery couriers are always a bit terrified to come up the driveway, but we tip them like crazy so they’ve started to know us while we’ve been here). We lit candles—for ambience instead of for dark magic, what an idea!—and ate dumplings until we were too full to move, a thing I haven’t done since Magnus and Alec’s wedding. Apparently if I am offered dumplings, I will eat them until I become a dumpling myself. To that I say: I would never reject becoming that which I love most.
Anyway. Even Kit was less broody than usual tonight! He was hanging out with Round Tom and they seemed to be getting on okay. Oh, and I almost forgot! How could I forget! The workers found a coffin buried in the garden. But there was not a horrifying dead body inside, but rather a bunch of old stuff! Using a coffin as a time capsule seemed like a weird choice to me, but Tessa and Jem made some faces and some noises that suggested there was a long-ish story there we’ll have to ask about later.
Anyway, in the coffin was A SCABBARD FOR CORTANA. I mean, right? Can you believe it? Tessa said it used to belong to Cordelia Carstairs, who was Cortana’s wielder generations ago. The scabbard needs a lot of cleaning (a lot of cleaning) but then it can be reunited with Cortana. (After all, I think it’s probably more Cortana’s possession than anyone else’s; perhaps they’ll be happy to be reunited.)
There was also a sword for Julian—what used to be a Blackthorn family sword, but this one is only a hilt, its blade is totally missing, I have no idea why. He’s talking about getting it reforged. Big shock, Round Tom knows a guy. Triangular Jerry. No, I’m kidding on the name, but Round Tom actually does know a blacksmith and he and Julian have started talking about getting that done. (Actually, what Round Tom wants to do is have a forge installed at Chiswick, which is a cool idea, but do we want another building project on top of all the others? I mean, maybe, having a forge here at the house would be pretty cool.)
Oh, you might be wondering about Rupert’s ring, since it’s not like he could take it with him, and he hasn’t come back for it in a ghost way. Magnus checked it out and said no magic any more, just an ordinary ring Tatiana must have enchanted to bind Rupert. But none of us is going to wear it, of course. So we put it on the mantelpiece in the drawing room. Where it will remain.
The Gray-Carstairs-Herondaleses are heading back to Cirenworth tomorrow. It’s been really great having them here, but you know, it will be nice to have them go and have it be just Julian and I here in the house, not feeling creepy all the time. That seems like good times for us.
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Bruce, good times are canceled. Everything’s gone wrong. I guess I was a little too smug about how everything was going; the universe had to come and screw it up for me.
Mina is gone.
And by gone I mean kidnapped.
And by kidnapped I mean, the kidnapper left a creepy old-timey porcelain doll (with wide, dead eyes, ugh) in her place, and a note.
I had just finished writing the above stuff when I heard a horrible scream from upstairs and loud footsteps, and came out to find everyone gathered in Mina’s room staring in horror.
I immediately thought oh no, another curse, or the same curse, the curse isn’t over, and maybe you did too, but that’s not what this is. This is something else entirely. Something involving faeries. Something involving Faerie.
Tessa picked up the note, read it, and handed it to Jem with a bad look on her face. Julian was already opening the window to see if anyone could be spotted outside, and I read over Jem’s shoulder:
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Experiment 1182: North Heat Rupert
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Real Name: Rupert
Age before Experiment: 10(1988) Current Age: 27
Affiliation: Heretic
Speech: "Black Text."
Backstory: Before Experiment 1188:Catnap was created, and before the mass production of Catnap plushies would be made and sold, Playtime.Co needed to see if implementing a spray mechanism into their toy's would work successfully. And so, Experiment 1182 was created. Rupert's spray nozzle mechanism is very limited when compared to Catnap's, having a small amount of Poppy gas to use that needed to be replaced via canisters when emptied. A small zipper near the base of his neck, between his wings, is where the Poppy gas canister is replaced.
Once the positive data of the spray mechanism was collected, Playtime.Co was unsure as to what to do with Experiment 1182 after. It was decided Rupert would be moved to the Playcare section. Where he would be used as a custodian, ensuring the children would be safe and not see or be anywhere they shouldn't be.
After the Hour of Joy, Rupert wanted no part in the Prototype cult, and quickly made off into the factory. Thus labeling him a heretic. During the 10 year's, he would be caught in a explosion after a barrel of Poppy gas ignited. Burning his lower waist. Once having learned of the Poppy gases flammability, he would attach a makeshift lighter into his mouth. Allowing him to expel a limited amount of flame, at the cost of causing damage around his snout. This has assisted him in scaring off many a cultist and feral toys alike.
Personality: Much more quieter than his cartoon counterpart. 10 years of brutal survival has taught Rupert many harsh lessons. But despite it all, there's still good in him. Allies and sane toy's are few and far between in the factory. So any that he does meet, he will defend even at the cost of harm to his body. And in a battle for survival, he won't hesitate to take a life. Those fence posts are sharp, and he is not afraid to rip and tear with his own claws and teeth.
(Ref sheet commissioned by the amazing @novalizinpeace. Please check her out.)
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reigningmax · 23 days
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Max, Rupert and friends skiing in Japan via
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chestnutroan · 2 years
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early morning walk home from a rave
alternate title: can werewolves have little a pepsi
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shiftythrifting · 11 months
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A homemade Rupert the Bear with human baby hands and a pull string that doesn't work. I, for one, am happy that this bear is silent.
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cupilette · 10 months
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are the ttp likers still out there???? I recently fell in love with it again and I've been drawing non-stop. many sketches and stuff,,,,,
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rk707-elle · 5 months
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The Nest 4/4
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loungingbear · 1 month
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Still tired from the animation from a few days ago so just doodled some outfits/ revamped some, still probably gonna touch on the last one more later.
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forza55 · 2 months
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beyond adorable
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Connor chasing after Rupert, a deviant.
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overlyexcitedgeek · 1 year
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he thinks he's him 😭
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sl33pyperson · 2 years
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guess who started bluff city
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Somewhere in the Playtime.Co factory, within the Playcare section, a random TV plays. Left standing on a counter, alone with the rest of the room tossed up and destroyed. Who or what turned on the TV is a mystery, but the TV appears to be playing a old VHS of a Smiling Critters episode.
Footsteps can be heard as something slowly approaches the room. The thing peers into the room, carefully examining it for anything that would attack them. Seeing as it was clear, the thing enters the room. The light from the TV shines towards the entrance of the room, revealing the thing as it enters. It appears....to be a living toy of the dragon North Heat from the very VHS playing. Only this one looks vastly different than the one on the TV.
Tall and lanky unlike his cartoon version, and his color more faded. A face with focused eyes that has had many restless night's. His left horn broken, reveal some blooded stuffing where the tip once was. A long stitch line along his left arm, the edges of it still red. One of his wings, torn, now only held in place with stitches. Stitches seen around the base of his tail, indicating the tail had once been torn off then stitched back on. Burn marks on his lower waist and muzzle, showing that fire had played a part in his wounds as well.
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As the stuffed dragon walks towards the counter with the TV, he sets down what he carried in his arm next to the counter. A makeshift wooden shield, fences from the old Home Sweet Home building cobbled together. The power tag of his cartoon counterpart graffiti on the front.
The dragon kneels down in front of the TV and VHS player. Pressing the eject button on the player, he removes the VHS. The TV now showing but static as he grabs the VHS tape. He looks over the tape.
".....The episode wasn't that good anyways." He says to himself as he sets the VHS on the counter. His voice course, like he hasn't talked in a while.
With the noise from the TV now subsided to low static, the dragon stands back up. He picks up his shield, and begins searching through the destroyed room. Looking for anything of use, anything to eat. And when he found nothing for either, he simply leaves the room. Not even bothering to turn off the TV.
The TV continues to play static. Left alone in the dark, destroyed, desolate room. Like many other rooms in the Playcare. Like many other areas in the Factory.
(Ref sheet made by @novalizinpeace)
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lovestryke · 11 months
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WHAT the FUCK is going on in this image
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mysharona1987 · 9 months
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kidcore-nostalgia · 4 months
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