#she's like a deranged energizer bunny

[sealrock]

tell me, what makes a human?

#mypost. #ffxiv gpose #ffxiv screenshots #ffxiv oc #gifs. #first official gpose of the yearrr #this is for kirke's no. 1 fan (thefreelanceangel) #this is the only time i'm glad for the blurriness. it adds to the creepiness of it and how you can't /exactly/ see what you're looking at #these were meant to be still images since it was vertical but i had the idea of doing a gif like i did for hector #kinda hard to see as a result but open for full size #so kirke's new lore centers around transhumanism. i'm currently redoing it and she's. this now #kirke's technically not 'human' anymore. she's a cluster of sentinent allagan nanites (made by amon) who takes over the brains of the dead #to combat decomposition she's been adding cyberkinetic addons to it overtime because she likes this body #it's hard to tell but her torso down to her pelvis has been replaced. no more flesh #'but kirke why not just make a new body from scratch?' where's the fun in that #and similar to yves she needs aether to animate her body; but instead of needing aether for consumption she uses it as a 'battery' to move #since she's a big cloud of nanites if she runs out of aether she will more or less 'die' #and it takes a lot more aether to move a dead body it takes less power to animate a robot body #she's like a deranged energizer bunny #it's not surprising that yves and kirke ended up together. he's her own charger #also didn't use her normal hair here because her eyes are integral #body horror cw #glitch cw #flashing cw #q.

[defleurtradingco]

The Merry Month of Mirth- Plea

(Previous: Leaves , Next: Eyes)

“Huh, I don’t think I been into THIS neck of the woods before...Almost literally! Who knew it got so woodsy around the Big Apple!” Ben had his face plastered against the passenger window, staring at all the passing trees as they drove up the road. “I would not exactly say ALL parts are like this so close to Manhattan, but the further you get away from the city,” Solaina slowed down so she could make the turn.

“I guess! Melville, didn’t even know about this place.” “Remember to disguise yourself. And try not to say much just incase.” The moth-man sighed and his form shimmered into something more human (well, totally human in comparison.) “How’s this?” “Good enough. We are his coworker and boss.”

“WHAT? I- well...ok.” The car slowed to a stop in front of a house with a large front yard. All of them had large front yards. To be fair, the house with THIS front yard was red for some reason or another. A roomy two-story slightly hidden away by the trees growing near everywhere in the neighborhood.

“Oh this is cute,”

“Come on.” The two stepped out of the car and headed up the walkway lined by flowers and garden gnomes and other cute but odd looking garden statuary. Flamingos, cats, rabbits, more gnomes (those were debatable the worse.) On the other side of the lawn they could see the garage and driveway, with a well-used SUV parked behind another SUV.

“Soccer mom car, watch out,” Ben whispered as they arrived at the front door.

“Shh.” Solaina rung the doorbell.

They weren’t waiting long.

Ben made a small shrill sound at the sight of the woman who answered the door. By all means she looked plain. But a special brand of it. Shoulder length and obviously-dyed-to-hell-platinum-blonde-hair, blue-eyes, nearly hot pink lipstick and overdone mascara, an outfit of only solid colors and the intense need for moisturizer. The crow’s feet and the wrinkles were at that point where they were starting to become VERY noticeable.

And legwarmers...in summer?? Also hot pink.

“Can I help you?” She seemed confident at least. “I’m not interested in buyin’ anything honey-” Solaina interrupted her. “Hello, you must be Mrs. Turner I assume. My name is Solaina DeFleur and I am your son’s new boss, I wanted to stop by to tell him more about his new position at my company over on Staten Island-” Immediately the woman’s face lit up. “THE DeFleur?? Oh I never heard about you before! I always thought that big ol’ super model Adrian DeFleur owned the place! I am SO glad t’ hear that a WOMAN is in charge...that’ll teach the boys a thing or two won’t it? Come in come in I was just about to pop my chocolate chip cookies into the oven! They’re vegan by the way-”

Ben gave Solaina a questioning look as they were led inside.

The interior looked like any soccer mom’s house, or maybe a vegan mom’s house… or maybe both. Overwhelming, photos of kids everywhere (well, one kid) and the rest of the family- a well kept and well loved house no doubt but- still.

“You know I had no idea he’d gone out and gotten work! He hasn’t told me a single thing about anything- always so secretive up there with his whacky experiments and all that video game stuff and the uh- the board game with the little wizards and knights,”

“Dungeons and Dragons??” Ben chirped timidly.

“Yeah somethin’ like that… Sit down sit down! You, Ms. DeFleur are gonna LOVE these cookies, I have the recipe right on the fridge if you were maybe interested in-” “Ah- maybe another time. I would like to speak with your son. Is he here at the moment?” “Oh yes, he’s upstairs, I’ll get him for you.”

As she moved past them and to the bottom of the staircase. And instead of going all the way up, she called out to her son instead. “FRANKLIN! YOUR NEW BOSS YOU DIDN’T TELL ME A THING ABOUT IS HERE! COME ON DOWNSTAIRS!”

The sound of muffled yelling replied back to her but no one could make out what was even said.

“He’ll be down in a minute.”

Ben squinted and gave Solaina another look. Solaina shook her head and kept relatively calm. This woman had more energy than the Energizer bunny.

The sound of a door roughly being thrown open came next, followed by stomping coming down the stairs. Before the culprit of the sounds even hit the middle of the staircase, they panicked and ran back upstairs, slamming the door.

Mrs. Turner looked up from her spot at the kitchen sink while she washed the dishes. “FRANKLIN RIGHT NOW!!”

Ben giggled. “Franklin.” Solaina shushed him.

Another minute later, the door upstairs blasted open again and the footsteps came practically FLYING down the steps.

The figure slid to a stop at the top of the first half of the stairs, dark cape swishing behind him ominously.

“And JUST WHO ALLOWED YOU INTO THE MASTER’S NEW PLACE OF RESIDENCE?!” Fabio’s voice boomed through the house. Although his appearance at the moment was the least threatening he’d ever looked.

He had the mask and the cloak still. But a two-piece pajama set wasn’t going to fool anybody. Nor were slippers. In the middle of the afternoon no less.

Ben clapped his hands over his mouth as Solaina merely raised a brow.

“Oh Franklin- c’mon now this is serious! What with the costume and the voice- you need to take this more seriously!! Especially if you’re gonna be working somewhere high profile now! Have some class!!” Mrs. Turner chided.

Fabio’s hands turned into claw-shapes as he let out a sound of frustration. “MOTHER! NOT NOW!!”

“Now don’t you MOTHER NOT NOW ME young man, go back up there and actually get dressed! It’s already past noon! You can’t stay up there in the dark all day! Oh and open the windows while you’re at i-” “YOU TWO, we will discuss this matter PRIVATELY UPSTAIRS.” He pointed at Solaina and Ben, before whisking away out of sight.

Solaina sighed. No part of this would ever be easy. “Not to worry Mrs. Turner, I am well prepared for just about any situation. I would like to respect his privacy.” “Well if you say so honey!”

With that they headed up the stairs and to the far end of the hallway, to the only door with all sorts of creepy things either drawn on it with marker, painted on, or scratched into it. Runes and all sorts of pictures of other things magic related taped to it or glued to it- it didn’t matter. Compared to the rest of the house, you’d think something evil was kept locked away behind such a door.

“You think it is that one?” Solaina asked Ben, with a note of humor in her voice.

Ben stood behind her and let her go first. “Ha...haha yeah...Yeah that’s it.” They both made their way to the door. It shot open by itself, and they were greeted with darkness.

..The kind of darkness only blackout  curtains could get you. There was a red light illuminating everything coming from a statue on a shelf in there, giving everything an overly evil and ominous look straight from a horror movie.

“ENTER.”

They stepped in, and the door shut.

The inside of the room should have come as no surprise. From the walls to the ceilings there were runes and words and all sorts of scribbles crossed out or circled- almost like the cell of some deranged man who’d been given writing implements (that he somehow didn’t kill himself with.)

Books were jammed into a bookshelf ranging from all sorts of interesting topics like, religion, and cults, and magic and dark magic and witchcraft, angels and demons, ghosts, folklore- just about everything you could ever want.

Rocks, gems, beads, trinkets and charms, scrolls-

Ben was rattled by the amount of conflicting energy in here. “W-wow...you sure like uh..DND huh?”

“You simpleton, TIS NOT D-N-D. Tis the results of many a failed path before I stepped forth unto the Master’s! Reminders of my failures in the times before!!”

Solaina sighed again. Louder this time. “I have come to speak with your master. Are you able to call him?”

“HAH, CALL him?? Fool, he resides within me now, for after events at the Vatican- albeit failed ultimately, he has found me WORTHY as his newest vessel!-”

“Solaina?” A whispering voice asked from out of nowhere.

Fabio immediately silenced himself and looked around as though he himself didn’t know where it was coming from. “Master these HOOLIGANS wish to speak with you about-” He looked back at the two questioningly.

Before anyone could answer, dark smoke began to well out of a spot on the floor. The smoke solidified and turned into a dark thick liquid that rose upwards and grew into the form of a person. A person in long, black robes with his hands firmly yet peacefully folded in front of him, just barely poking out of the sleeves.

That smile and those half-lidded red eyes that always seemed to be tired, beneath a mop of wavey dark hair.

“Hello Solaina DeFleur.”

“Hello, Hedous.”

“THAT’S MASTER TO Y-” Hedous held up a hand and Fabio silenced himself once more. But he grumbled about it.

“I trust you have been working on that sanctuary you promised me and my children. How is it coming along?”

Solaina swallowed, “It is coming along well, however I have come into a spot of trouble lately. Or potential trouble. And I wish to dispel it before it gets out of hand.”

“Oh? Tell me.”

From there she explained everything that happened. The Jesters, the fae magic being thrown into the public, the subtle threats, the increase in their presence, all of it.

The angel listened silently until she finished. “Creatures like these, I had kept at bay for many, many years. To prevent this sort of trouble from ever happening in the first place. They don’t like us, you know.”

“Like who? Humans?” “My children. The dead. Other angels. You see,” He held a hand up and a line of light manifested wherever he moved his finger to. He drew shapes in the air. A chart, more like.

“This is where you are.” He explained as he drew a circle in the middle. “The fae were the inhabitants of this world long before any of us arrived.” At the bottom, was the crude shape of a humanoid ...thing with wings to represent the fae. At the top, many eyes were drawn instead.

Angels.

“Over time the fae grew considerably weaker and weaker as more turned to… other means of worship. They do love to play tricks on humans, unfortunately. The were-curse being one of the biggest ones of all.”

“I do not know what they are up to but I believe they may be looking for an opening, now that you are gone.” Solaina said quickly, before realizing she’d sort of interrupted him.

Hedous seemed to take no offense however. “That is likely. I am not exactly at the height of my full power to fend them off, even if I am free now. That much will take time...Time we may not have, essentially.” He waved the glowing ‘chart’ he’d drawn away. “I will help you, because you asked.”

“And you’d BETTER appreciate it.” Fabio grumbled from his computer desk chair.

“Rest easy, Fabio. All this to better the world...You know that…” The angel glanced over at his consort briefly. Ben almost let out a laugh and clapped his hands over his mouth again.

Hedous turned to look at Solaina again. “Return to your home. We will come to you when we are ready.”

Solaina nodded. “Thank you. Your help means a lot.” “I am glad to hear it.” The angel smiled before his form began to break down and turn to smoke once more. Then he was gone.

Fabio crossed his arms, huffing. “Well?? Go then! The Master has heard your plea and we will arrive when we do!! And DO NOT speak to my...mother, about ANY of this. UNDERSTAND?” He threatened.

“Sure thing haha,” Ben almost muttered that.

“We will not.” Solaina reassured him, pulling Ben with her as she made her way out of the bedroom. The door slammed loudly behind them.

“Well THAT was sure pleasant. What a grouch!” Ben straightened his shirt out once Solaina had let go of him. “What now?” “We return back home of course. There is nothing else we can do here.”

“I guess...”

They went back down the stairs only to be stopped by Mrs. Turner yet again, and after being nearly assaulted with free cookies, they took one each and excused themselves, speed walking back to the car.

“His mom though is craaazy.” “Crazy? I do not think so at all.”

“Dude she’s TOTAL VEGAN SLASH SOCCER MOM it’s SCARY- she’s the Karen they always talk about on reddit! I’ve seen the threads, I know!! I’m amazed she didn’t kill us or something- but I guess that’s why you barely said anything huh?? Better to give ‘em nothin’ to latch onto!!”

Solaina rolled her eyes as she chewed on her cookie. It was surprisingly good. Not that all vegan food was bad. She wasn’t vegan. What did SHE know?

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up just as she opened the car door on the driver’s side.

She paused, glancing around and then upwards towards the trees.

Nothing.

“Hey! C’mon let’s gooooo!” Ben rolled down the window.

“I know. I know.” She got into the car, and they drove back west.

#mirth