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Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss – Chapter 1 (Episodes 6-11)

Following is my translation of episodes 6-11 from Chapter 1 of Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss.

Main storyline spoilers after the cut!!

Episode 6

Leona: Geez, do you guys ever shut up? If you wanna have your little chit-chat, go do it somewhere else. You’re ruining my nap.

Cater: Holy crap, that scared me. Leona-kun, how long have you been there??

Vil: I’m astounded, truly. Even in the middle of our orientation, you went and took up a whole row of seats just to lie down and take a nap.

Rook: One wouldn’t expect anything less from Roi des Lions. He gives off such a regal air even as he slumbers.

Vil: Hmph. Well, I think he needs an attitude adjustment. We have to complete these internships in order to graduate, so can’t you take this at least a bit more seriously?

Leona: I already turned in my application.

Everyone: What..?

Trey: How is that even possible!? They just handed out our paperwork a little while ago…

Leona: I looked over everything while Crowley was up there blabbering and just applied online. We’re talking about our super duper important internships here, so there’s no way I was gonna just sit around twiddlin’ my fingers. Ya’ll know me, I’m a real hardworking guy. I’m always gettin’ things done early.

Trey: Still, you were able to choose a location in the blink of an eye. Did you already have one in mind?

Leona: More or less.

Cater: Can I ask where you applied at?

Leona: Sure. It’s a lab run by a mining and energy company over in Sunset Savannah.

Rook: My, I hadn’t known you were interested in geology.

Vil: People do often say that Sunset Savanah contains a massive amount of natural resources underneath its grasslands. Makes sense.

Cater: Oh, yeah. Leona-kun’s the prince of Sunset Savannah, right? That’s really great you’re wanting to give back to your homeland like that.

Leona: Nah, you got it backwards.

Cater: Huh? Wait, you don’t mean…

Leona: Even if I slack off the whole time, ain’t no way a Sunset Savannah company’d dare give a member of the royal family a failing grade on his internship. Honestly, “Second prince” is a real lousy title and doesn’t really come in handy most of the time, but there ya go. I’m gonna be making sure my homeland gives back to me as muuuch as possible. Ah hah hah ha!

Cater: Whaaaat?!

Leona: Okay, I spilled the beans, so could ya buzz off already? *Yaaawn*

(Leona lies down and goes back to sleep)

Cater: No way, dude…that’s not fair!

Trey: Leona might not have sounded very serious just now, but the type of place he was talking about only allows a very limited number of students to apply for internships there. And only ones with top grades, at that.

Cater: So basically, everything he said doesn’t apply to us… Ahh, talking to him wasn’t much of a help on our end, huh. Ah ha haaa…

Vil: Is Leona cursed or something? Is someone forcing him to always boast about all his faults?

Rook: Heh. Even that side of Roi des Lions is very much like him.

Chapter 7

Cater: Uhh, another person we could probably talk to would be…

Rook: Oh, my! Is that Roi de Ta Chambre I see over there?

Idia: E-eep!! M-my bad, I should go find somewhere else to sit….

Cater: It’s rare for you to show up to class in person. Where’s Ortho-chan?

Idia: Ah, he’s… umm…m-my little brother is…

(Idia pulls out his tablet and starts talking through it instead)

Idia: Since he’s officially enrolled as a 1st year student now, he’s not allowed to come with me to class anymore unless it’s, like, a special multigrade class.

Trey: Now that you mention it, there’s been quite the hubbub amongst our 1st years lately. They’ve all been talking about their new humanoid classmate.

Idia: Ah, yeah…. Okay, so we got a bunch of Pomefiore and Heartslabyul cheerful characters here. Mind telling me what you guys want?

Rook: We were hoping to hear about your plans for your internship. You are quite a gifted and renown engineer, after all! I’m certain you’ve set your sights on an engineering institute, no?

Idia: Geez….that’s private info, dude! You can’t just walk up to somebody and start asking about their hopes and dreams like that.

Trey: Ah, we aren’t trying to force anything out of you. I hope you're not mad.

Idia (whispering to himself): Then don’t come talk to me in the first place!!

Idia: Ugh, there wasn’t even any point in me coming here today. What a waste of time. But the principal was all like, “Just because you’ve already received a tentative offer from your internship location, I’m not going to give you special treatment and let you skip the orientation.”

Cater: Huh, tentative offer?!

Trey: So there was someone even further ahead in the game than Leona…

Idia: After I gave my research presentation at the culture festival, a bunch of companies reached out to me saying they wanted me to do my internship with them. I was planning on turning them all down, but then I noticed one of them was NRC’s business partner, so I decided to take up their offer. Not much else to it than that, really.

Vil: I can’t say I have a problem with it, seeing as the company was the one that reached out to you. So, who was it then? It wasn’t… S.T.Y.X., was it?

Idia: No way. My folks told me not to come back home for a while, anyways. The Island of Grief is already back to normal after that incident I caused, but we’re still getting a lot of outside pressure to take responsibility for what happened. My dad is, I mean.

Cater: Oh, that’s right. When those S.T.Y.X. guys showed up at NRC, all the pictures and videos people were taking of them went trending on Magicam.

Idia: Even though a small glimpse of our operations got leaked, nothing’s changed the fact that S.T.Y.X. is still just some “mysterious institution” to most people. And that’s exactly why mass media has been going nuts to figure out who we are. Are we a benevolent institution that works to protect the world from behind the scenes, or a nefarious group that carries out seedy experiments and threatens to disrupt the peace? Everyone’s just saying whatever they want at this point... Those media guys have way too much free time on their hands. I mean, don’t they have, like, more important things to report on?

Trey: Whenever something is kept a secret, it just makes people want to find out what it is even more. It’s just one of the bad parts about human nature, sadly.

Idia: That’s why my folks thought it’d be best to have me come back here. Since the school’s on a remote island and outsiders can’t come here except for special occasions, it’s just the right place to hide away the true culprit behind this whole mess…so basically they just wanted to get rid of the nuisance.

Rook: Heh heh. Well, I find that just shows how much your parents love you.

Idia: I dunno about that. They totally blew a gasket after they got back home. I haven’t seen them get that mad at me since the time I was 8 and outfitted our old vacuum cleaner robot with a magical beam cannon and turned it into a tracking drone, and it went scorched earth in the living room… I mean, I’m really thankful they agreed to let Ortho enroll in school here and all, but…

Trey: Pfft! So you’ve had your parents go off on you like that before, too.

Idia: Huh? What’s that supposed to mean? Of course I have. They’ve also gone and hid my console's power cables after they said I was playing video games for way too long…

Cater: Seriously? That’s hilarious. It sounds like your family’s actually pretty easy to get along with.

Idia: The heck? You guys can’t be serious… My family’s about as approachable as a brick wall.

Vil: But weren’t they fine with letting Ortho enroll here? And aren’t they also supporting your internship decisions, too?

Idia: Yeah, I guess so. But they did stop me from choosing a place in the hospitality industry ‘cause they said I wasn’t cut out for it, so…

Vil: That’s a completely different story. They were just telling you that for your own good. Regardless, what was the company you ended up taking the internship offer at?

Idia: ……Olympus Inc.

Everyone: WHAT!??

Trey: Isn’t Olympus the search engine development company that makes the number one computer operating system in the world?!

Cater: That’s, like, the hardest company ever to get a job at!

Idia: Y-yeah. I’ll be working as a software engineer at their headquarters in the Kingdom of Heroes.

Cater: Oh my gosh, that’s insane!! I bet the employee café they have at their office is super stylish, yeah? I’m so jealous!

Idia: Uh, I’ve never been there before so no clue… Wait, I wouldn’t even go to a café anyways…

Cater: Maaan, everyone’s got such amazing plans. Gotta say, I’m kinda starting to lose confidence here…

Chapter 8

Lilia: What’s wrong, Cater? Why’re you sitting there looking all glum with your head on your desk?

Cater: Ah, it’s Lilia-Chan and Malleus-Kun.

Trey: We’re trying to pick our internship locations and decided to go around and ask everyone what they’ve got planned.

Lilia: I see, I see. Cater…. How many times have I told you? If you go around gathering as much information as possible, that can make it even harder for you to make a decision. Sometimes, you just have to be decisive about these things! For something like an internship, you could just jot down some company names on a few slips of paper and pull one out of a hat.

Cater: Umm, I think that’s, like, too decisive?

Lilia: You’re still so young, Cater. There’s no need for you to be mulling over all of this so much.

Vil: So, have you two already made your decisions, then?

Malleus: Not yet. To be honest, all of these internship locations look the same to me.

Trey: What do you mean?

Malleus: Well, one season only lasts a mere three months, and I don’t see how we are to gleam anything meaningful during our time there. It'll be over in a moment.

Idia: Hello? An anime cour lasts three months. Watching a really awesome one can change your life forever, dude.

Lilia: Idia’s right. Anyways, this is your one and only chance to attend school and go out into the world as a student, Malleus. I’ve no doubt it will be a wonderful experience for you, so please, make the most of it.

Malleus: I understand. …Hmm, they’ve got some archeological survey locations on here. That does sound a bit interesting. What are you planning to choose for your internship, Lilia?

Lilia: Me? I’m…I’m not choosing any of these.

Cater: Huh?

Trey: Oh, do you mean you’ve already picked one?

Lilia: No….. I’m dropping out of school.

Everyone (Except Malleus): WHAAAAAAAAT!??

Malleus: ………..what?

Episode 9

Epel/Ortho/Jack: Mickey?

Jack: Who’s that?

Grim: Some dude that keeps showing up in the mirror in our bedroom at nighttime. But Yuu’s the only one who can see him. I looked at the mirror one time and didn’t see a darn thing!

Deuce: Oh, yeah. With the culture festival and the whole mess with S.T.Y.X., I’d completely forgotten all about that stuff with Mickey.

Ace: I think we were saying maybe you could try and take a picture of him with the ghost camera, right? Were you able to take one?

(Yuu nods and shows everyone the picture of Mickey)

Ace: So, uhhh…this is Mickey? He doesn’t…look like a beastman. Maybe he’s a monster like Grim?

Deuce: I wasn’t expecting him to look so… charming.

Epel: Yeah. If something like that popped up in my mirror in the middle of the night, I don’t think it’d be all that scary… maybe.

Grim: His ears are even bigger than mine!

Jack: I bet he’s able to pick up sounds from far away.

Ortho: I went ahead and ran a query across some databases of Twisted Wonderland’s known terrestrial species, but I wasn’t able to get a hit based on his silhouette. The databases I’m able to access do not totally cover all fairies and magical beasts, however. Hmmm…. It’s certainly very intriguing, isn’t it?

Ace: The fact that Yuu was able to get a picture of him at all means he really wasn’t just dreaming him up this whole time, I guess.

Deuce: So Grim can’t see this Mickey guy, but he shows up on pictures taken with the Ghost Camera…..

Jack: Prefect, you got any other info on him?

Yuu: Yeah, Mickey’s got some living playing cards and dancing mittens in his room…

Episode 10

Ortho: I see. So if we compile together all the information that Yuu has provided, we’ve learned the following: First, Mickey does not reside in Twisted Wonderland. Second, time passes in Mickey’s world, too. And third, the only time Yuu is able to communicate with him is when Mickey is asleep…This is only my conjecture, but I suspect that Yuu’s mirror might be acting like a dental crown.

Everyone: A dental crown?

Ortho: Ah, my apologies. I’ve gotten a little bit ahead of myself…. Umm, have you guys ever heard of crystal radios before?

Jack: Yeah, we made one before in class when I was in elementary school. It’s a radio receiver that’s just made out of some wire and a piece of crystal. I remember being real surprised as a kid, ‘cause it doesn’t use any batteries or anything, but we were able to listen to music and news broadcasts and stuff with it.

Ortho: Yes, that’s the one! With a crystal radio, as long as the right conditions are met, you can tune it to a specific frequency and pick up surrounding radio waves from the air. In very rare cases, silver dental crowns can meet those very same conditions and will accidently start picking up radio waves, as well.

Epel: Really!? That’s crazy.

Ortho: There’s a number of different parameters that come into play like the size of the crown, how much saliva you have in your mouth, and whether there are any buildings or radio towers in your proximity. With a crystal radio, you meet those conditions I was mentioning before intentionally. But with a dental crown, it’s all by accident. Long ago, people weren’t aware of the receptive nature of dental crowns, and it was a major shock when music would suddenly start playing from their mouths! Apparently, they thought it was the work of a ghost or something.

Ortho: And now, getting back to our main topic at hand…. In Twisted Wonderland, we have numerous forms of magical travel, radio communications, and other such things. I’m sure you all are aware of that already. Now, have you guys ever heard of a Viewglass before?

Epel: I think we learned about it the other day in our history of magic class?

Deuce: There should be a picture of it in our textbooks…. Ah, here it is.

Deuce (reading aloud from the textbook): “In the folklore of the Shaftlands, mention is oft made of an enchanted mirror - one that permits it's beholder to peer at anything from their loved ones, to fearsome beasts that reside deep in the woods. Pictured here is a magical device that was created based off the legends of this enchanted mirror. It is called a Viewglass, and it allows the user to communicate with other people over vast distances.”

Deuce: Trein Sensei said this would be on our test, so I made sure to bookmark the page.

Ortho: Just like with that device there, there's plenty of other magical forms of communication and transportation that make use of mirrors, crystals, or water. Because of that, it made me think there’s a high possibility that Yuu’s mirror just so happened to meet the right conditions and was able to establish a connection with Mickey somehow.

Ace: I think you might be on the right track there, Ortho. If you think about it, the Mirror of Darkness also summoned Yuu into our world on accident, too… Wait a second, does that mean…

Ortho: Mickey exists in a world separate from our own, and Yuu also came from another world. So if we’re able to determine a method that can allow us to form a secure connection with Mickey, that could help us find a way to get Yuu back home!

Yuu: !!!!!

Ortho: We’ve got a really good chance here. Do you guys wanna do an investigation together?

Episode 11

Grim: An investigation?

Ortho: We’re a group comprised of a magical beast, a visitor from another world, a humanoid, humans, and a beastman. We’re like a bunch of different variables, so to speak. And that means if we each go and try to get Micky to appear, we’ll be able to verify if our hypothesis is correct by changing around the variables. That’s why I think that if we work together, it’ll be perfect for trying to uncover the “right conditions” to establish a connection with Mickey!

Deuce: Honestly, I think you’ve got a point there.

Ortho: My big brother is always saying that systematic isolation is important if you want to reliably reproduce a phenomenon. If we all take turns spending the night at Ramshackle Dorm, we’ll be able to gradually increase our chances of reproducing the connection with Mickey.

Ace: Sweet!

Deuce: Great idea, Ortho! If there’s any chance we can find a way to help Yuu get back home, then we gotta take it!

Grim: Ortho’s way more reliable than that lousy principal! All he’s done so far to “help” is just pretend to investigate and go on vacation!!

Epel: I’ll join in, too! …Ahh, but that means I’ll have to think of what to say to our warden so he’ll let me stay over at your guys’ place…

Ace: Dude, just tell him you’re going to a group study session or whatever. Okay, so who’s going on what day?

Jack: Oi, I never said I was gonna help you guys.

Ace: Whaaaat. You’re so cold, Jack-kun. We might be able to find a way to help Yuu get back to his home, man. You really don’t wanna help?

Jack: I-it’s not that, I just… I go to bed pretty early at night so I can wake up in time for my early morning training. There’s no way I can stay up late enough waiting for Mickey to appear.

Grim: You can go to bed early if ya wanna. Yuu will be sure to yell nice and loud at ya so you wake up in time.

Ortho: Great, then that settles it! Jack, you’ll take weekends, since you won’t have to worry about waking up early for your training.

Jack: Oi, you listen here! Don’t just go deciding things on your own. My training doesn’t take holidays!

Epel: Heh heh. Ortho-kun, you’re surprisingly kinda pushy… I guess?

Ortho: Aaah, I wish we could have someone of the fairy race join our investigation… Yuu, do you have such an acquaintance?

(Yuu thinks of Malleus)

Yuu (internally): I wonder if Tsunotaro would help?

Sebek: I ABOSOLUTELY OBJECT TO THAT!!!

Everyone: H-huh!?

Jack: The heck was that? Sounds like a commotion over there.

(They look around and spot the source of all the noise)

Ace: Ah, I know that guy. He’s in my analysis of magic elective class. His name is...

Episodes 1-5

Episodes 12-15

Episodes 16-19

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ur-dad-satan · 1 month

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I also have obey me brain rot (literally i info dump on the daily) BUT what do you think each brother would do for MC’s bday/some anniversary? Like what sort of celebration and/or gift?

Ooh I love this!! And I info dump about obey me all the time too lmao. So let's see...

I feel like all seven of the brothers are definitely super sentimental but in different ways. They would all look forward to different holidays and occasions for their turn to take MC out and have them to themselves the entire day. They love to do things for and with MC and will do damn near anything for them.

Lucifer

I feel like he's the type to take MC out to eat. I can see him taking the morning to make a nice lunch for them to have a picnic in a park. He would even bring his favorite bottle of demonus for the two to share. If he couldn't do a lunch-time picnic in the park with his favorite human, he would take them to a nice dinner at either a fancy restaurant or their favorite restaurant.

Mammon

This simp would try to spend the entire day with MC (as per usual). He wouldn't really care what the two did during the day, but that night, he would have plans for them. In the afternoon, he would take them shopping and buy them hot matching outfits. Then he would take his adorable little good luck charm to the casino and dinner. He loves showing his human off. BUT if MC doesn't want to go out, he's perfectly content ordering in and watching movies all night with them.

Leviathan

He may be a forgetful little guy, but he remembers birthdays and anniversaries for some things. If it's important enough, his brain will store the info like a game event, and like Mam, he'll want to spend a bunch of time with MC. Instead of trying to steal them throughout the day, he's the type to steal them away the night before and bring in their day with them in his room watching anime/movies or playing games or whatever they want to do. Just to spend at least a little bit of time with them on their day.

Satan

Like Lucifer, Satan really takes MC's interests and likes into consideration when planning things for the human. He would take them out to some event or to a library and cuddle up with a good book together. Afterwards, he would take them to lunch at like a cat cafe or something so they can pet all the kitties together and get some cute little cat themed treats.

Asmodeus

He's the type to want to show MC off, just like Mammon. He would spend the whole day with them starting with a shared bath (and whatever comes with it) and Asmo's full skincare routine for them both. What would follow would be a day of brunch, retail therapy, a spa visit, and impromptu fashion shows in the two's favorite stores. They would end up getting cute ass outfits and going out to a club so they can show all the other demons and succubi how hot and beautiful they are and that they belong to each other.

Beelzebub

He's actually pretty sappy and loves to do sentimental things with them. He'd make them breakfast in bed (while trying not to eat it all), then take them out for the day. He would plan an activity that they can do together, then something classic like getting ice cream and having a walk in the park. They would meet up with Belphie for lunch and then Beel and MC would do something else (like go to the gym if that's what they want to do) together. The day would end with them going to a nice restaurant with a menu option for Beel sized options and then stargazing.

Belphegor

The sleepy boy would stay up a while for MC, but like Levi, he would steal them away the night before, so they can bring in the day together even if they're asleep. He's a pillow princess and would do pretty much whatever they wanted as long as he can take a nap or two. At the end of the day, the two would probably end up cuddling to a movie and falling asleep in each others' arms.

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Can you tell that I have a favorite lmao

Sorry this too so long, my brain isn't braining lately but it's done!! <3 I hope you liked it

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skyloftian-nutcase · 9 months

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Enneagram time with the Links!

I'm gonna type the Links from LoZ games I've played, might do Linked Universe too at some point. Anyway! I am too tired to explain the enneagram properly, but essentially it is a personality system that consists of nine different types. They're sorted by their core motivations and fears, and how they respond to the world in relation to that. Check out more info about that here!

Here's a list of the nine types

Okay, personality dweebs, let's do this!

Skyward Sword Link - Type 9, The Peacemaker, for sure. This boy just radiates type 9 energy. Laid back, doesn't seem particularly bothered by much of anything but when he is bothered, oh boy does it show. Is called "lazy" and a "daydreamer," yet he doesn't show traits of actual laziness. The teachers don't lament his lack of work. He's airheaded and unfocused, but he isn't lazy. Has strong feelings, you can see from how expressive he is. He's very empathetic, patient, and kind.

When type 9s are under stress they gravitate towards the more negative traits of type 6 - constantly anxious (always running too late), distrustful or reclusive (can't tell anyone else on Skyloft what's going on).

Link just... I can't put it into words, he just is type 9. As for his wing, I'd go with a 9w1. This Link isn't particularly assertive or looking for challenges, he's far more introverted, has a strong sense of duty and probably prefers the safety and comfort of routine.

Ocarina of Time/Majora's Mask Link - Type 1, The Reformer. His sense of duty, his position as Hero of Hyrule, his need to help the world and protect others literally dominates this man's life - and death!! It's clearly important to him as he imparts this ideology to his descendant, the Hero of Twilight. He sticks around as a stalfos to continue his legacy, to train the next generation because his greatest regret was not ensuring the continued protection of Hyrule and ensuring others fulfilled the duty of the Hero as well. He is quiet, reserved, logical, and incredibly intelligent - of all the games I've played, OoT dungeons are the hardest, and this dude figured them out when he was nine.

Type 1s under stress devolve into the negativity of type 4s, they're emotional, they think no one can understand them, they're isolated and just different, ring a bell anyone? This dude is so displaced in time I can't blame him for feeling disconnected from everyone else and bitter about it. He definitely had a phase like this in his adolescence, I'm sure. And when type 1s are growing and at their best, they have the sense of spontaneity and adventure of type 7s, which seems on par with his I'm-going-break-this-horse-out-of-the-stable-by-jumping-over-the-fence-with-her-during-a-race moment.

His wing would probably be a type 2. He has a very kind heart, even if he doesn't express it well, bless him.

Twilight Princess Link - Type 2, The Helper. Compassionate, putting others first always, having a strong need to defend, assist, and nurture others. This Link is a gentle soul, through and through. Until you put him on a battlefield of course, because wow he is the most ferocious Link of the bunch. And that's a thing with 2s! When under stress they are aggressive and overbearing like 8s!

The entire village relies on this guy before he ever even starts his journey. He's already being a hero to his own people, and it has nothing to do with leading or fight, it's just that he goes out of his way to help others. He is so caring and tender and loving, he whittles away at Midna's sharp edges until she warms up to him too.

His wing would probably be a type 1 because he seems very focused on helping the individual more than the group. He's a local country boy who thinks small scale, has a sense of duty to others specifically instead of a sense of building achievements and success.

Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom Link - Type 6, The Loyalist. Committed, security oriented, responsible, anxious. Sounds a lot like our boy, right? His anxieties dominated his life prior to the Calamity until his amnesia wiped those away. Committed? Dude, have you ever seen him leave Zelda's side? This is him to a T. Notably, when 6 is in a place of healthy growth, they act more like a relaxed, laid back 9, which you 100% see in Breath of the Wild. The contrast between Link under pressure prior to the Calamity and Link without the world making demands of him is huge. He and Sky Link would be chill besties is all I'm saying. Type 6s and 9s tend to be good friends.

Did I happen to mention that type 6 is filled with self doubt? This boy doubted his ability to be the Hero so much he let the world decide how he should act because he was convinced he would screw it up.

His wing is definitely a 7. 7s are spontaneous, wild, rambunctious, adventurous, and don't plan a second beyond the moment they're living in. He is absolutely a 6w7.

Summary!

Sky: 9w1 Time: 1w2 Twilight: 2w1 Wild: 6w7

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starliights-shining · 1 year

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Hello! Could you write some relationship headcanons for IDW Pharma and Sunder (separate) with a human s/o? Btw, nice writing and have a good day!

I tried by best, I don't really know Sunder or Pharma like that, SOOO if it feels a little OC-ish then thats why. ALL I DO KNOW IS THAT for a while and I mean like jsut a few minutes ago, I thought Sunder was a very cute yellow robot, UNTIL I WAS LIKE THEY ASKED FOR PHARMA WITH SUNDER, something isn't right. ANYWAYS, I hope this is what you were expecting and looking for, anyways ENJOY :)

Characters: IDW!Pharma and IDW!Sunder

Pharma

He likes you? like slightly likes you? Likes you little bit? Enough to get his spark going? Noooo it can't be! He's in denial, He doesn't want to believe he has caught feelings for such a small fragile person. He simply just doesn't belive it, and never will.

He's paid off a lot of people to get his way, so his first thought is you've been sent here by someone, to gather info or just be a spy. He is NOT vibing with the Spy S/O.

I feel like he just has far to many trust issues to even think that someone likes him, let alone that he likes you! This causes problems, hands down, the roughest and hardest part of the relationship, will be getting him to actually open up and shii. He'll suspecct you of everything, but then go back on it a bit later, simply because how could he be mad at you, the only person whos ever actually loved him.

He has the same thing I feel like most people have when theyre a docotor and their S/O is another species. HE WANTS TO KNOW MORE ABOUR HUMANS. So i feel like he'd ask a bunch of questions, he'd push you or watch your do somehting and be like, "yes dear, Now how are you feeling?" ya know? He asks all types of things, do you have three stomachs? how long can you run? Do you breath willingly?? Or is it something you HAVE to think about to do? He jsut wants to know.

He doesn't mind you knowing about what he does, unlessssss its during Delphi, he doesn't want you being a part of anything at Delphi. But if its before he won't care or mind, he'll show you different things about Cybertronians and answer any of your questions. He likes knowing youre interested in his people and their anatomy

One more thing about Delphi Pharma, this is the only version of him that will consecutively lie to you, no matter what is happening. He WILL lie, for anything. It does not matter, it'sd just something he'd do.

I feel like he's the kinda of mech to let you sit on his shoulder, or he carries you around on his servo when he's not doing anything important.

He enjoys your touch, really enjoys your touch. I love the idea of just the warmth of your hands are what drags him in soooo thats what we're going with. He likes being able jsut to feel that warmth and the weight of you. It somehting he never gets tired of, sooo he often has you taking naps on him.

He just gives guy vibes, like he's here and does his job and then delphi hits and everything goes down hill for him. SOOO he's just a normal person in a relationship, hes touchy but careful, he loves you but also doesn't belive you actually like him back. He has no traits that are like THIS ONE IS CRAZYYYY, not like Sunder, Overlord, or Trepan at least.

Sunder

THE LAST MF ANYONE WAS EXPECTING TO GET INTO A RELATIONSHIP

Since he's like uhh idk crazyyy, He doesn't know what a normal relationship is like, escpecailly since youre human. SO I want it to be known he doesn't do normal things

His "Bonding" time is just staring at you. Optics wide and empty as he studies every inch and mucsle on your body.

NO TOUCHY TOUCHY, I feel like he freaks out over being touched. If its really early in the relationship he's just like no, nope, not today, but if its late he's okay with the occasional hand resting on him when youre talking to him. Just so you can get your point across. He may not be big on it, but he does slightly enjoy the warmth form your hands. PLUS he remembers everytime you've ever touched him, so it works out in the end

Since he like worked with memorys and all, I feel like the right thing to say is he'd fuck with your memories, but I just don't think he'd do that to his S/O. I feel like since youre different, he's fascinated with your brain and memories. He has datapads on datapads about your life, your memories, the way your brain works. He loves when you tell him newer stories, or when you have one of those "this reminds me of" moments. HE'D STOP EVERYTHING JUST TO HEAR YOU.

He has strong ass urges to do the things he's done to other on you, just so he can see what's going on in your small fragile brain. He gives those vibes of always wanting to know what someones thinking, he just has to know if you thinking about him, or a memory you hold dear, or if youre thinking about somone else, He just HAS to know!!

I feel like he would lie to you, LISTENNNNN LISTENNN. He'd do it jsut to keep you away form whatever he's doing, Meetings with primus knows who, nah I'm just going for a session, ill be back. Killing someone, nope just meetin with some old friends. He DOES NOT want you knowing what he's doing, he likes the perfect little image you have of him in your head, so why shatter it now.

Okay, one more! He can get very yandere like. If you're with someone he doesn't like or he knows they are not good or have good intentions. SOOO WITH ALL THIS OTHER STUFF, I'm giving him basic yandere traits, He loves you dearly, so don't screw this up, He doesn't have his entire life to spare for you, even if he wanted too.

#stars hcs #transformers #transformers x reader #tf x reader #tf idw #idw mtmte #transformers idw #idw pharma #idw sunder #sunder x reader #tf sunder #tf pharma

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I recently made a gift for Hocus' birthday and I forgot to post about it here until now! Behold, The Unofficial Unlicensed Talking Magnetic Karl Heisenberg Plush!

More pics and info under the cut!

I've made dolls like this in the past, and had a pattern for it, but this project took me a while. Partially as he was hand sewn (and hand embroidered) and I have a mild hand tremor, partially because I kept adding stuff to him and making him more detailed as I went along (so much so he was late for birthday, sorry Hocus!) but I'm glad Hocus likes him thats the most important part! He wasn't entirely a surprise because I had said I wanted to make him for them, but I think maybe they weren't expecting how overboard I went on the project (nor was I! I just kept having ideas).

I really wanted to be able to make an alternate outfit for Karl based on a fanfic my friend wrote so I made a base doll body and then made Karl's clothes with a bunch of little buttons and snaps. The shirt buttons are decorative (made of sculpey, I couldn't find small enough regular ones) and it has a hook and loop (velcro) tab on the inside. The pants are a combo of this and some snaps. The belt has snaps but technically works like a real belt and then the undershirt also has snaps as do the "boots". His necklace accessories (sculpey, wire, paint) just tie on and off loosely with strings of embroidery thread. The hat has a cardboard/maskingtape base for shape and just an eyeballed-pattern sewn around it (I think it turned out nice!)

(this is prior to me adding his scars in embroidery thread).

The Glasses though are attached with his second feature

I knew I wanted to add some semi powerful magnets to his hands so he could pick up metal objects because that just MAKES SENSE with Karl's powers. I also made him his hammer (paper mache, paint and sculpey again) and added in a magnet to it's handle (as I wasn't working with actual metal for it lol, but I forgot to photograph it before I sent him off) . But in the process of doing that I realized if I attached some magnets on the inside of his head I could also make glasses that snap on and off, and that solved the issue of them staying in place.

Third feature: HE TALKS! Yes, just as advertised on the box if you squeeze him he says a voice line. Just one voice line really, but it's a long one. I'd argue it's probably the most important line he says in the game that really decides his fate with our protagonist (not in his favour, unfortunately). I used a voice recorder for plush toys that allows up to 20 second recordings. one of the unlisted features is there is a zipper on his back so they can take the recorder out for battery replacement, or to rerecord the message if desired.

POV: you're about to go in the hole (I only took a vid for this in the middle stage lmao). The last part of the manual goes over the alternate outfit and then includes a personal message for Hocus I won't show here. The alt outfit, is like I said before, based on a fanfic. But it's actually the unpublished portion of Hocus' long running fic series so its technically SPOILERS. I may post about it later because I actually tea-dyed fabric while making it and it was a more involved process than expected lmao. I hope you enjoyed reading about all the details of this ridiculous project! Oh! btw the box is actually the box the Chris statue came in for the RE8 collector edition. I bought it a few months ago from ebay (found a good deal!), and inspiration struck when I realized I still had it so thats why Karl got an official looking unofficial box lmao. I just cut chris' face off it for the window haha.

#karl heisenberg #resident evil village #re8 #lord heisenberg #resident evil fanart #I went overboard #I hope you like him #biohazard

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Final Fantasy VII Rebirth Review Chapter 12

Okay, this collection of posts will be filled with spoilers, including clips and screenshots, so if you don't wanna see things, then don't look. Some of the things I'm gonna highlight will include references to Remake and other sources to link with the overarching plot. This is a straight path playthrough with no sidequests or extra content.

Onto the guilded saucer!

First things first, we gotta find Dio, and with arrangements made to represent him in a battle royale the next day (yeah it's the OG monster battles only way better) we head off to get some sleep.

Entering hotel we hear an announcement that a contest to become Rosa for the play is over and they're not accepting more entries, and yet as we pass Aerith we see her writing up an entry that she not only enters late, but wins. Because that's how things go when you're the Mary Sue and decide you wanna do something.

Yes this annoys me. If a contest is closed then you don't get to enter, let alone win. This is bullshit.

Anyway, Cloud has a two hr nap in which we get another sneak peek into Zack's world where he hears a bunch of confusing info from Marlene before heading off to find help for Cloud, but gets intercepted by a note from Biggs.

Back in the main scenario, Cloud has a date. What happens on each date is specific for Cloud's feelings to them, though all the dates are optional and there's no default.

Jessie plays a vr ballerina version of Rosa, which makes Tifa and Barret cry.

The second stage of the play is viewer interactive where the audience can take the role of a character in it.

There's three battles and some fun dialogue choices. If you confess to Varvados instead of Rosa, Barret breaks character for a second to be all "are you kidding me with this?" 🤣

The third act of the play is the contest winner singing. Yeah, I'm still annoyed they let her win a closed contest and somehow have music and production cued to the lyrics she hastily scribbled down within two hours of learning about the contest.

After the play is the gondola ride, although it's now called the sky wheel. Each date has a different conversation and plays out to a different mood depending on how Cloud feels about them.

In both Tifa and Aerith's dates we see a flashback to Tifa telling Aerith about how Cloud recalled Zack. This is before she started writing the song lyrics. Tifa tells Cloud she hasn't had a chance to. Aerith tells him nothing important was spoken about.

Tifa goes onto imply she's aware Aerith has feelings for Cloud, and Cloud reassures her the only one he has feelings for is Tifa before they share the only kiss in the game.

The following day we see the Turks on approach to the GS before we hit up the arena and get into a series of battles that ends in a second round against corneo and his sewer monster.

Obviously our heroes win and give him an extended cut of their threats from Remake before he runs off to go harass people in Wutai ready for part three.

The devs in a shady bit of piss taking, have Cloud and Tifa high five just like he did with Aerith in the last set of coliseum bouts.

With Dio triumphant, we're about to get the keystone when the Turks get in the way. Cait Sith betrays us and the party splits to chase his traitorous ass down.

Cloud, Tifa and Aerith are our trio for the rematch against the Turks but before we're done, Rufus shows up for another one on one with Cloud.

Why? Who knows. He's a petulant sob who doesn't like losing 🤷

After Cloud kicks corporate ass, we go on a kitty hunt, but one that's more serious than finding Tifa or Betty's kitties.

When we finally catch up to Cait, it's too late to stop him. The Turks leave and Cait has to face the music. Tifa stops Barret from shooting him, but everybody has had enough and leaves him behind after Vincent lets them know he can find the Turks location.

The play itself is the bulk of the chapter and we get three different versions of it. I honestly have very little interest in Loveless and I found the first part kinda dull. The interactive part is fun and also has slight differences in dialogue and actions between each of his dates. I've only played Tifa's because, frankly, idgaf about the other dates. The intimacy between Cloud and Tifa on the sky wheel is everything and I'm so glad they showed how proactive Cloud is with her. He initiates the kiss and everything else. He engages her with conversation. He's the one staring at her while she's looking at the fireworks. He's being shown as very much into her.

#FF7Rebirth spoilers

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Have you told us anything about your character Jay yet?

Im going to assume you're talking about the sea dragon, seeing thats the only one I specified their name to be Jay. (I have a bad memory when it comes to names, so normally, I default to the names Jay and Lilly for my oc's)

Ive not talked too much abt them, but I can definitely give some more info!! (After the cut)

2 things to remember:

The world they live in does have magic.

The thing is, is that magic normally comes in the form of enchanted objects and is rarely able to be used directly by a creature.

To start basic info:

Jay is a sea dragon who does possess a special illusion magic that allows them to not only show visual illustrations but also audible and sensory. That means that they are effectively able to create a human illusion version of themselves that can interact normally with the world. That illusion can allow Jay to see through the illusions eyes, but it does not allow them to feel what its feeling. They also are not able to simultaneously move in their normal form and their illusion form.

Also, due specifically to their species, they can control if they have stomach acid or not.

Background about the world:

Humans were forced to live in underwater dome like places due to the lack of land to live on. The domes are just a little air bubble that's held together with magic.

Storyline:

Jay met their friends because their now friend Dave, who had inherited a sub from his late dad (ooo foreshadowing, is the dead dad important lol?), gathered a bunch of his friends to all go kinda "monster hunting," aka trying to find new sea creatures. The problem is that none of them know shit about sea creatures. That's where Jay comes in. Jay may not know the names of the creatures, but they will tell you whatever you need to know about it besides that. Jay ends up finding them through a little flier that the group posted asking for assistance in identifying sea creatures.

Eventually, Jay gets close to the group and eventually becomes really good friends with all of em.

To get food while also helping their friends, Jay keeps their mouth open at the entrance to their home so that fish get caught so they had an easy meal.

One day, while out exploring, Jay realized a little too late that they were horriblely close to where their home is. (They didn't notice cause in their normal form they are absoluntly fricking ginormous, and the landmarks they see at their normal size are harder to see when tiny) they are not able to keep up the illusion and move their physical body at the same time, so ofc they try to stear their friend away, but being curious little shits they keep going anyway.

They find the entrance to Jays home and end up going a decent way down Jays throat before Jay just opts to drop their illusion.

Jay coughes to push their friends out of their throat and slinks away from their friends and back into their home.

After gaining their footing again, the friends are like, where tf did Jay go??? It's an enclosed sub??? Huh??? They end up following the tunnel where "the strange creature," aka Jay, went.

They get into this really big ass cave with light flowing in from many small holes in the roof, allowing sunlight in. They then see a poor sobbing Jay, just absolutely devastated, believing their friends hate them and are afraid of them now.

Their fiends dont know its Jay, and they excitedly start to chatter among themselves and grab their cameras.

Jay hears the noise and move to look at it, and upon seeing its their friends the press themselves as far against the wall as they can. Jays friends, however, freeze, unsure how to know if this new creature is friendly.

Still trembling, Jay quietly apologies, tears starting to fall from their eyes again.

Finally, at hearing Jay speak, their friends finally figure out its them and go to comfort them.

A couple of "Filler Episodes" Lol:

1. The group is exploring (after knowing Jay is not human), and they run into a large creature. Jay tries to fight off the creature, but it is difficult since they also have to protect their friends. After the other creature almost hurts the submarine Jay's friends were in, they decide 'fuck it' and just swallow their friends, sub and all.

2. Jays friends go on a mini field trip down Jays throat and to their stomach.

3. Jay has not been able to taste most food since its such a small amount that their tastebuds dont detect it. Once Jays friends find that out, they set out to buy a heck ton of stuff so Jay can taste some good food. They end up making enough soup to fill a 2 story house to the brim, and fortunately, it was enough for Jay to get one bite of soup.

#safe vore #sfw vore #soft vore

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@oceanlaceagate

Well ok you asked for explaining so I'm so sorry about the rant that's bound to happen I have beef with this woman like many many MANY homeschool co-op mothers I would like to meet her IN THE PIT

uh I guess trigger warning possibly would be like food diets and possibly eating disorders I'm not sure but I would rather be safe then accidentally harm you friend?

my mother was a crunchy homeschool nutter and her entire social group was crazy homeschool mom cultists.They were all obsessed with clean godly eating and losing weight they constantly kept repeating that they needed to treat their bodies like temples and it really wasn't healthy or good for so many reasons.

well one of the women in that group for as long as i can remember (I've know this lady since I was a lil kid) she believes it's impossible for European women to get fat because of *spins the wheel*

She just has some fucked up made up facts about Europe in general like WARNING SHE'S ACTUALLY ON PURPOSE STUPID

like she has for as long as I can remember believed with E V E R Y FIBER in her body (i have argued so much with her she will not budge in her world this is fact) no one once they hit preteens in france eats bread.

France home of the croissant, baguette and many other carbs bready bakery wonders...

Yeah no one there eats bread that is why French women are so thin and healthy they don't eat bread or any kind of sweets! (She and my mom then tried to make me do that for a bit they were always "suggesting" diets on me it sucked in expecting the thm diet and the melted butter+coffee+ apple cider vinegar diet to have fucked up my body somehow)

Apartly in her world no one in Ireland uses any kind of fat when I asked her to explain wtf that meant she said no one in Ireland uses oil or butter which like..

No that makes no sense where did she even come up with that?!I

Once I took a picture of like some fancy imported butter from Ireland at the store to show her and she and the other moms all straight up walked away and would not look at it. They would not talk to me kept actually doin the "talk to the hand" thing and covering their ears and telling me I'm wrong and stupid and to shut up they will not look at the evidence.

This woman is in her late forties to early fifties she has convinced half the homeschool mother cult that no one in France eats bread with no evidence other then she said so!!!!!

They honest to God believe it also!!!!

Recently she was trying to tell me that no one in the UK eats chicken that it's "looked down on as a disgusting poor man's food" she just went on n on on this long crazy rant that made no sense at all but she acted like she was very intelligent and cultured for knowing this.

My best friend and wife is from the UK and frankly i quickly asked them and they were able to point out this lady is just batshit insane.

Like my wife mentioned there's Nandos everywhere in the UK and that serves chicken mainly I have no clue where she's getting her info or ideas.

She got super angry amd defensive and has gone off saying she has two sources "two very reliable very real and very British people who totally aren't made up there her real Facebook friends that told her yup no one in the uk eats chicken only the USA makes fried chicken poor England is missing out on chicken because they're a bunch of snobs who think it's poor people food" so that's what she believes despite a lot of common sense and evidence to prove otherwise but "how dare I question an elder?!'

I really can't explain it like there's no logic or facts in it I myself don't understand it? I have gotten into many fights with this women.

So many fight

so so so many fights

Stupid amounts of fights

not just over this but like over everything under the sun I swear this woman is living a different reality then everyone else.

she just makes stuff up on a fly and then somehow convinces herself and like a dozen other women in they're 40s-50s that everyone in Europe is significantly skinner because they just happen to not eat the food that one lady dislikes...

like I can't really explain more then that this woman has no evidence, refuses to listen to evidence and has the firmest faith in stupidity I've ever seen it's truly kinda terrifying i wish i had her self confidence but also just wow....

I don't think that she's normal I think a lot of American children do actually learn about other countries? I learned about other countries when I was really young my mom would focus on one a month and then I'd have to do a lil presentation at the end of the month in front of my grandad and we'd cook a meal with some traditional foods from there if possible I had a lot of fun learning recipes from all over the world and we'd get a monthly cd with music from all over the world it was so cool! one of my favorite games when I was little with my grandad was he'd spin the globe point at random n then i had to say thw county, the capital, a famous food item from there and one history fact is famous person if I knew one and it was SO MUCH FUN!!!

maybe it's a new homeschool thing or a church thing or maybe this lady is just straight up purposely stupid I'm not sure? I have no fuckin clue this woman is insane I avoid her every chance I can.

#rants #ignore me I'm stupid #just yeah #she was one of my mom's bffs and lord she made life hell #Narnia a book written by a Catholic man with DJ much religious imagery and symbolism in every single book in the book series #and progressively gets more n more christan the further into the series you get #was evil and satanic #she yelled at me for liking old yeller #she was CRAZY #but the scary thing is she got a lot of women believing her every word especially European diet shit it was CRAZY #only Americans have addresses no one else dose i guess according to her she got my grandma to believe that for a bit until i pointed out #THE MILLIONS OF BOOKS WRITTEN BY A BILLION AUTHORS ALL OVER THE WORLD THAT MENTION ATREET NAMES AND ADDRESSES #LIKE EXAMPLES PRIDE N PREJUDICE AND SHERLOCK HOLMES HABE ADDRESSES MENTIONED #JUST TWO BOOKS NOT WRITTEN BY AMERICAN OR RECENT WITH ADDRESSES #that got my gran to think a bit but that lady thinks they must have been influenced by Americans aomehow shes SO STUPID IT FILLS ME W RAGE #her daughter told me jesus didn't eat seafood and seafood was unbibical #i.... I do not understand #like do you know where jesus lived do you know what some of his friend's jobs was or like the sermon on the Mount #dis you not read the Bible? why you mad ay me for eating all the time #now that i think of it a lot of times her crazy food things tend to be things i was currently eating kr talking about that i enjoyed eating #huh #weirdo lady #she yelled at me for eating two Oreos once #like yeah i wasn't being greedy but yeah she really got mad over that #now that my mom's passed she texts me randomly because she misses my mom n i think she wants me to fill the void i feel kinda bad for her #but i can't #i can't be her friend not after the shit she influenced my mom too be so cruel to me in the name of God growing up #i will not be her friend #that and she's stupid ofcorse people eat chicken bread and butter that's kinda the most basic human foods i feel like #EVERYBODY HAS BREAD EVERYWHERE BREAD IS THE MOST HUMAN THING

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So I know I read something like this back in high-school on LiveJournal or something, but I reblogged a post about Camilla Hect reading Harrow's letter and I was reminded of Legolas

Because Legolas' dad got asked by Gandalf and Some Ranger to look after this horrible little creature right? Keep it locked up but alive, because it might know about something important. How they acheived this is anyone's guess, because Gandalf wasn't at all forthcoming about what that knowledge was. But however it's done Thranduil agrees, and Thraunduil's a king of his word, so they are apparently going to incarcerate this thing indefinitely. And it's an awful thing, it's so shriveled and cringing and weirdly small? Like a goblin-sized extremely old addict, who's been eating toddlers mind, but who Gandalf just literally tortured. Keep in mind, real goblins exist and the wood elves don't try to rehabilitate them, so they could presumably perceive that he wasn't 100% evil

Anyway this horrid little not-goblin can't eat real food, can't stand the sun, and obviously hates being locked in their cellars for over a year. So they let him out on the darkest nights to climb a tree in a clearing under gaurd. Wood elves aren't monsters, and this small being is clearly suffering, and they'll mitigate that if they can. Right for all sentient beings but orcs, Sauron and Rignbearers says Thranduil

But then. Then that little shit manages to communicate(?) with someone(???) while up a tree in the middle of a clearing gaurded by archers in the dead of night, and a bunch of fucking orcs bust him out. Or even worse, he didn't and they have a critical security crisis on their hands, instead of only an extremely severe one. This is not a great look for Thranduil, and now he's gotta let Gandalf know ASAP what went down because, as previously stated, the reason he agreed to house this weird sounding pitiable creature was presumably because Gadalf gave him some extremely incomplete and alarming info about why it was so desperately important he be safely imprisoned

Regrettably, nobody can ever fucking FIND Gandalf, which makes letting him know kind of difficult. A wizard is never late, because you can never actually pin them down for a fucking RSVP. So Thranduil grabs his son, after all the tracking and reapprehension of this fugitive has failed, and tells him to go to Rivendell and leave a message for Gandalf and That One Ranger with Elrond

This is a shitty job. Legolas' home just got attacked and a bunch of his people killed, and now he's gotta travel over the misty fucking mountains to find a hidden bloody valley and tell a literal 1/16th angel, on behalf of his people, that they've completely fucking biffed it. Jury's out on if Legolas has ever really left Mirkwood before, boy's never even been to Lorien, which is just across the river. The only sliver of a bright side to this is he won't actually have to tell Gandalf himself. If he shows up in Mirkwood looking for the afwul ittle guy, his dad gets to tell him what happened. The chances of "the grey wanderer" HAPPENING to be visiting Rivendell during the same day and a half Legolas spends there, probably just handing off a letter and mooching some supplies in a properly diplomatic fashion, approach zero

Then Legolas actually arrives.

So there's DWARVES here, and the son of the Steward of Gondor, and That One Ranger AND Gandalf. Apparently a council is happening, and Elrond's hosting. You guys didn't get an invite, which is pretty insulting, but apparently NOBODY got an invite and everyone just got up independently and decided to come here because bad shit was happening in their individual corner of the world. That's basically unprecedented, and not a good sign, but this is also a great opportunity for Legolas, and phenomenal branding on Elrond's part, really. All these people ended up here with news, and he's gonna make sure they all leave on the same page, and Legolas gets to take all that info back to Thranduil.

The only wrinkle in Legolas getting to be actually present for this once-an-age get together is that Gandalf and That One Bloody Ranger are ALSO here, and that's a little embarrassing, really. Sucks to advertise the you couldn't manage One Job in front of the DWARVES. But at least it's just that you lost track of one gross little creature, who's probably been eaten by orcs or something by now, so its not the diplomatic disaster it could be.

So everybody gets together, and Gandalf shows up with a pair of hobbits. Obviously Legolas has heard of hobbits, but its perhaps occurring to him at this point that they're Suspiciously small. He's only met one other non-goblin creature that size.

The council starts, and the fucking dwarves go on, but everybody covers the basic situations at home and they're pretty universally Not Great. But then Elrond says ok, now that we're all on the same page, we're gonna cover the important secret stuff. Legolas, at this point privy to state secrets of elves, men and also dwarves, might be puzzled here. Especially when Elrond proceeds to give a lesson on ancient history, starting three thousand years ago. That is a long time ago even for elves, and he's covering what, the fucking rings of power and the last alliance??

Actually, he's covering specifically one ring of power, and it whereabouts. And also that Gollum had it, and it comes up that BILBO did too (what the fuck??) and oh, also, That One Ranger is the lost King of Gondor. Cool. This is fine. Now everyone is talking about how glad they are that Gollum's under lock and key and can't cause any more problems, and Legolas literally leaps from his seat at this point to mention with considerable concern that he's actually not

This is real bad news for all of five seconds, but then Gandalf blows it out of the water when he drops the Saruman's-a-fucking-traitor bomb. And eventually this leads to Legolas agreeing to go on a crazy quest to MORDOR with four hobbits, a wizard, a king, a steward's son, and a dwarf. Literally everything Legolas thought was a huge problem has been revealed to be minor annoyances leading up to the apocalypse

And that's what I love about Camilla reading that letter. She thought she was dealing with some shit. She thought she was going to impossible lengths. She had NO IDEA

#the lord of the rings #legolas thranduilion #one of my favorite thing to do in fiction #is see a side character realize the plot is happening #the locked tomb #camilla hect

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The first Velvet Underground show in Boston - 10/29/66

In Astral Weeks: A Secret History of 1968 I devoted many pages in service of fleshing out just how important Boston was for VU in the late sixties. But what I didn't get to talk about was the very first time the band appeared in the city on 10/29/66, which happens to be 57 years ago this week. It's a fine excuse to briefly stop thinking about the ceaseless horrors of the larger world and collate/post a bunch of info I've collected about that show as well as their first show in Massachusetts all together in Provincetown a few months prior.

The Exploding Plastic Inevitable—Warhol's multimedia bombardment of lights, film, live music, performance, and dance—was less than a year old when it was scheduled to appear in Boston. This EPI, featuring the music of the Velvet Underground, was to serve as the culmination of Warhol's exhibit at the Institute of Contemporary Art (the ICA), which at this point was located at 100 Newbury Street (where H&M currently resides). This was only Warhol's second museum exhibition and the mere booking of it at the ICA led to robust conversation in local art cliques. Boston was titillated and ready to have strong opinions about the new pop sensation whom some were calling genius and others a charlatan. More on that in a bit.

But before that exhibit even opened, Massachusetts had gotten a preview of the full Warhol experience late that summer at the Chrysler Art Museum in Provincetown, the coastal resort town located at the very tip of Cape Cod.

The Chrysler Art Museum is the large white building in the background of this postcard on the right.

Since the late 1800's, Provincetown had been in contrast to much of Puritan-singed Massachusetts, welcoming artists and writers as residents and visitors, presenting experimental theater, and supporting thriving art colonies. In 1916, the Boston Globe wrote that Provincetown was 'the biggest art colony in the world.'" By the time the Warhol entourage rolled through, it was also quickly becoming known as a safe haven for LGBTQ folks as well. "There had been a gay presence in Provincetown as early as the start of the 20th century as the artists' colony developed, along with experimental theatre. Drag queens could be seen in performance as early as the 1940s in Provincetown." This, far more than Boston, was the kind of environment you'd imagine the Velvet Underground would be welcomed with open arms. But that's not how things panned out at all.

The Boston Globe previewed the event in late August:

By the time the EPI was set to come to Boston, the Globe preview of that booking (published 9/18/66) was far less dismissive; the write-up noted how the Exploding Plastic Inevitable grew out of Warhol's statements to the press that he had given up on painting (which was a terrific lie):

But back to Provincetown and the Velvets. Save for album opener "Sunday Morning," the debut VU album was already complete at this point, but would not be out until March of next year. Earlier in the summer, the band's first single had been released with Nico on lead vocals on both the A & B side. This no doubt frustrated Lou Reed if not all of the other Velvets. Warhol had convinced VU they needed a mysterious chanteusse in the mix, and they reluctantly, begrudgingly agreed to facilitate Nico's membership in the band while always simultaneously keeping her at arm's length (though both Reed and Cale also eventually both had affairs with her).

On the single version of "All Tomorrow's Parties," the six-minute prepared piano tour-de-force fades out after the 3 minute mark, undercutting its power substantially. The single did not chart. Reed claimed "All Tomorrow's Parties" was about the scene he witnessed at The Factory ("I would hear people say the most astonishing things, the craziest things, the funniest things, the saddest things," he explained) while Cale contends it's about a woman named Darryl they were both pursuing. In any event, it's highly unlikely anyone in Provincetown had heard the single before these performances but, factually, there *was* recorded VU music available out in the world at the time.

The complete EPI entourage in Provincetown featured all the Velvets—John Cale, Sterling Morrison. Nico, Lou Reed, and Maureen Tucker—Warhol himself, dancers Gerard Malanga, Mary Woronov, and Eric Emerson, road manager Faison, and Warhol assistants Paul Morrissey and Ronnie Cutrone. Relatively new to the group was Susan Bottomly (aka International Velvet) with David Croland, her boyfriend.

While it's certainly been mentioned that Susan Bottomly was from Boston (well, Wellesley, specifically), I haven't seen anyone chronicling the VU story or its primary players note that she was also the daughter of John Bottomly, who was not only the State Assistant Attorney General but also the chief of the special “Strangler Bureau," aka a key player in the infamous Boston Strangler saga.

International Velvet's father had never conducted a criminal investigation before heading up the bureau created in order to capture the phantom-like serial killer who had been terrorizing Boston for years, murdering over a dozen women. Bottomly was criticized for the interrogation methods he used on lead Strangler suspect Albert DeSalvo, guiding him directly towards certain ideas and details, for instance, and even more so when he became a paid consultant on the 1968 film The Boston Strangler. Between Bottomly's controversial Strangler hunt being recounted in Gerold Frank's best-selling '66 book, The Boston Strangler, and working on the Tony Curtis-starring-film of the same title, his daughter danced in the EPI, had flings with Lou Reed and John Cale, and appeared on the FEB '67 cover of Esquire sitting in a trash can. Being able to draw a direct line from the Boston Strangler case to the Velvet Underground is truly a hallucinatory, peak-1960's kind of footnote.

But according to Warhol, this was not how the Bottomlys actually felt about Susan's trashcan cover turn and current direction in life: "Her parents weren’t happy with her new ‘career’ - modeling in New York - and later on, when she was on the cover of Esquire, photographed in a garbage can (‘Today’s Girl, Finished at 18’), they were really upset... but they went on supporting her, and she went on supporting lots of her friends.”

Along with Nico, Bottomly was one of the few performers in Warhol's Chelsea Girls film that actually lived at the Chelsea Hotel. Bottomly also appears in the Andy Warhol 1966 film "The Velvet Underground and Tarot Cards" in which, over the course of 65 minutes, all members of the band get their tarot read (there's more on VU's unlikely interest in astrological signs and other occult topics in my book). The film is extremely difficult to screen, but here's a short silent clip featuring Susan.

"I'd be dying to go to bed with Susan Bottomly (International Velvet)," whom Lou was also fucking on the side," Cale wrote in his 2000 autobiography. "Unfortunately [Lou] caught me in bed with Susan and he threw us both out of the apartment." How much of this had already transpired by the time the New Yorkers landed at the curled edge of Cape Cod is unclear.

"Everyone is uptight for amphetamine," Gerard Malanga wrote upon the crew's first impressions of Provincetown and the lack of connections to a dealer in the area. "We're all waiting in front of the museum to go to the beach." Enjoying the beach might have been the last good thing to happen to the EPI team in Provincetown. For starters, apparently, the toilets in the house Warhol rented did not work and members of the entourage were "throwing shit out the window."

Next up, one of the EPI entourage stole various items from a local shop for the show, and the police arrived on stage during one of the performances. They "untied Eric Emerson from a post (which he was strapped to in preparation for being whipped by Mary Woronov) in order to retrieve some belts and whips that were stolen from a leather store." (Source: Up-tight)

Additionally, Gerard Malanga was running out of patience with how little control he had over any visual aspect of the EPI and having to compete for the literal spotlight with the Velvet Underground. In Provincetown, Susan Bottomly refused to dance where Malanga instructed her to and then, during "Heroin," she blocked the spotlight that provided him with any source of light to navigate the space. "I'm in total darkness. Mary is also in total darkness," he wrote in his diary. "Andy seems oblivious to the situation and to my personal feelings."

In a letter written to Warhol but never sent, Malanga griped about the Cape Cod performance: “I thought the Provincetown show got off to a rough but very good start, until you were so kind enough as to let Susan and everyone else not directly connected with the show to get involved with Mary and I on stage…You are slowly taking this away from me by allowing outside elements to interfere with my dance routines…From my vantage point on stage to have more than two dancers the show becomes a Mothers of Invention freak-out.”

Even worse, new dancer Eric Emerson tried to steal a priceless piece of art from the museum "just to see if he could get away with it" and negotiations to return the art without charges being pressed were only narrowly achieved.

Finally, to tie a bow on the cursed Provincetown engagement, the large photograph on the back of the debut VU album was taken during one of the Chrysler Museum performances, and that particular image led to a legal issue which severely affected the impact the first VU LP was able to have with the listening public. It all has to do with the head above the projection of Lou's head, both hovering above the band. That upside down man is would-be art thief and EPI dancer, Eric Emerson.

The best, succinct explanation of the debacle comes from Richie Unteberger's excellent White Light/White Heat: The Velvet Underground day-by-day book:

“Seeing how no one asked [Eric Emerson] about putting his picture on the jacket, he asked Verve for a lot of money,” Morrison later explains in M.C. Kostek and Phil Milstein’s critical Velvet Underground discography. “Verve got scared and airbrushed it out.”

As an immediate consequence, The Velvet Underground & Nico – which has only just entered distribution and the lowest levels of the charts – has to be pulled from stores while Verve/MGM alters the artwork. The delay effectively kills the record’s chances of rising up the charts – not that it goes very far, peaking at a lowly Number 171 on Billboard...When the album finally reappears, Emerson’s image has been airbrushed out, leaving a murky, yellow glow where his face once appeared. Even worse, some copies simply paste an ugly, black-and-white sticker with the album title and Warhol’s production credit over where Emerson’s face had been. There are no winners in this battle.

But how was the music? The Boston Globe's Ray Murphy covered the event and his specific references to the Velvet Underground sound more like how you might describe different shades on a painter's palette than an innovative rock band comprised of five unique individuals:

The performance ended when "all the fuses in the room blew out under the strain of all the projectors, amplifiers, and lights. The quiet made you dizzy."

"It was a wild affair and difficult to analyze," Murphy concluded.

"They got run out of Provincetown on a rail," Cutrone said in summary.

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Less than two months later, the EPI/VU gang marched right back into Massachusetts for a rematch, this time in Boston proper.

Andy's appearance at the ICA in early October for the opening of his exhibit kicked off the Beantown version of Warhol-mania. The Globe reported:

Guess who this chic hangman was? That's right...

The Boston Globe spelled her last name incorrectly here, but other articles about her get it right.

Warhol, as he often did, just stood there and let people project their ideas onto him.

The paper declared Warhol "the hottest living art personality since Picasso and Dali." Then it was off to the races, with droves of Bostonians visiting to see what all the fuss was about, making it the most popular exhibit in the ICA's history.

Future Fletch novelist Gregory Mcdonald covered the phenomenon weeks into the exhibit for the Boston Globe. Mcdonald conjectured that it's not just people who love his art and hate his art, but also a third category of person who knows it's a fraud but finds it delightful that he's pulling one over on the sophisticated art world.

"His work has the limited future of a soup label," Mcdonald writes, unaware how wrong he'll eventually be proven, but then again, Warhol felt the same way. "My work has no future at all," he told the reporter, "I know that." Outside of a good caption joke about an older patron confused about whether she was at the supermarket or an art gallery, the Mcdonald piece concludes in what can only be described as the writer spiraling out trying to put the artist's ethos and its consequences into words:

"What are you currently reading exists this morning in 600,000 copies," he declares, "but by 2:30 this afternoon will not exist at all." And yet, here I am, reading those words and thinking about that same artist. No one saw what was coming.

The EPI event promptly sold out and an additional performance was added for 11PM on October 29th at the ICA. In the lead up to the show, the Velvet Underground are referred to in the press as a "cultural mafia," a preview of the event says the band will be "unleashed," and that "Boston has not seen anything like it." Admission was five dollars.

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Just like the Provincetown trip, Boston had its own unique roster of ancillary players involved with the EPI and VU, and a few of them had some connection to a scene that was just starting to develop up on Fort Hill in Roxbury. The Mel Lyman Family, or Fort Hill Community, like Warhol, would soon receive reams of press coverage in an attempt to figure out who/what/why they precisely were. For now, Lyman and Co. had just acquired several dilapidated houses on Fort Ave. in the wake of Mel's initial audacious claims that he was God. Their alternative newspaper, Avatar, would start the following year in June of '67.

Ronna Page, who would dance in the EPI that night, had previously done a Warhol screen test and is the co-"star" of one of the most infamous scenes in Chelsea Girls in which an amphetamine fueled Ondine slaps her after she calls him a phony. It's a real, unscripted moment. It's also one of the most exploitive, squirmish moments in all of Warhol's work. Warhol said the unexpected violence made him uncomfortable and he had to leave the room while it was happening but Mary Woronov, in her memoir Swimming Underground, reported that privately the director said, "it's our best film yet. It's so beautiful."

The description of her screen test: "Ronna Page, lit only from the left, stares hard at the camera without blinking, until her eyes tear up halfway through the roll."

It was Page who introduced filmmaker Jonas Mekas to Mel Lyman at the Paradox Restaurant in New York, a connection that would lead to Lyman's first book, Autobiography of a World Saviour. It's unclear if she was ever a full time member of the Lyman family or just a friend on the periphery. In 1967, a member of the Fort Hill Community wrote of Page in the pages of Avatar:

The darkly voluptuous superstar, Ronna Page's metier is seducing swamis, and there's more and more work for her every day. Everyone's off to see the Master these days. The Beatles, Shirley MacClaine, Mrs. Frank Sinatra (that's Mia), Kandy Kane, Bobby Vinton are all looking for someone to help them on the journey to spiritual salvation. Can't you just see it! In a few years everyone will be going to their "psychia-christ" to the tune of seventy love — dollars an hour. But as long as our lovely Ronna is around, she'll weed out the swamis who are not bent on salvation but are bent over something else.

The subtext of this gossipy blind item is unknown, and whether this is in praise of Page or a dig is hard to say. In the 1966 "Expanded Arts" issue of Film Culture, Mel Lyman is listed as available for "A full evening show alone or together with Eben Given, Ronna Page, Jonas Mekas, light, images, voice, human presence" (Film Culture 43 [1966]: n.p.).

Also part of the Warhol entourage in Boston is artist and future art critic Rene Ricard, who was actively trying to avoid the Cambridge police for living illegally on Harvard property "and numerous flower thefts - from gardens, flower shops and particularly an alleged heist of one of Andy’s flower paintings."

In a November '67 article in Avatar, apparently Rene wrote an anonymously disparaging piece about himself:

A raging, high-pitched, red-eyed little transvestite called, get this, Rene Ricard, attacked Mel Lyman the other night in the back room (the place) of Max's Kansas City. Mel, slightly startled, but always the Master of the situation, just shut the little thing up by slapping his face. It turned out the reason for his attack was somehow everyone in New York thinks he's ME and he feels that I am ruining his name — YOUR name, you little bitch, think what you're doing to MINE!

Uh, ok. Sure. Maybe you had to be there.

Some of the NY entourage stay with Gordon Baldwin, others with Ed Hood, and because Nico only appears with the Velvet Underground a few times in Boston, this date is a fairly good candidate for one of the times the band stayed in the houses of the Mel Lyman Family. From AW68:

On one such occassion, when Nico simply helped herself to someone’s bed, the German singer was bluntly instructed to find somewhere else to catch some sleep. Personnel from the band and a Fort Hill Community member had certainly crossed paths at least once before; Faith Gude and VU’s whip dancer Gerard Malanga had a brief affair in the early sixties.

At 9PM, Saturday, October 29th, the first Velvet Underground show in Boston began.

Gerard Malanga sets the scene in Up-Tight:

In Jack Bernstein's review of the event for MIT's The Tech newspaper, he knew he had seen something ahead of its time:

To borrow a phrase, "it's the shape of rock to come." Andy Warhol's Expanding Plastic Inevitable featuring The Velvet Underground with Nico performed their new 'psychedelic rock' at the Institute of Contemporary Art Saturday. The biggest difference between this music and the stuff you get on 'frantic forty' radio is that you have to see this to believe it.

Bernstein describes the disorientating nature of the opening of the EPI with its lights, films, and a sense something was about to happen. And then:

Their first number, 'All Tomorrows Parties,' which, incidentally, has been released by Verve records, featured Nico singing, and the Underground, electric bass, electric guitar, electric piano, and supersonic drums, providing the most driving backing I've ever heard...the technical armament of Velvet Underground is something fantastic to behold...the most starling of all was two huge gas-discharge lamps which would flash in syncopated time as the music reached its climax. The only aspect of the performance which could been improved upon was the group's tendency to rely on the background material for too long between numbers, but once the music started, all was forgiven.

It sounds like an unadulterated win, but just like Provincetown, apparently, the New Yorkers left feeling down about the gig. EPI entourage member Susan Pile had a fairly grim assessment of how it all shook out in the end in a letter to her friend:

"Boston’s reaction was an incredible rejection. The thing is, those who do not get involved with the show tend to react in loud objection; those who do get involved are too overcome with the experience (capital E) to do much of anything. And the show in Boston was beautiful--it was a stage show in the auditorium - no dancing by scum on the floor."

But Pile also noted, "the Velvets are getting so much better--their album is done, but everyone is becoming disenchanted with the idea of touring." In truth, it wasn't quite done, and it was going to be awhile before it came out, and even then, it wasn't going to get the praise and adulation it deserved for decades, arguably. A long, long wait was ahead for the band, as an entity and even as a name. Think of the anticipation and crazed majesty of this first performance compared to the final Boston VU show, at Oliver's on Lansdowne St in 1973 with no original members and Doug Yule leading a competent bar band through a set that included some Velvet Underground songs. There would be a long free fall towards obscurity before they would be crowned one of the greatest to ever do it.

"One of the more celebrated rock groups..." indeed.

As would become tradition, the post-VU-Boston-show after party was held at Ed Hood's place in Harvard Square. Pile recalled, "A totally paranoid party - millions of people at Ed Hood’s in total isolation, everyone stoned beyond belief and uncommunicating."

The EPI in Boston generated an avalanche of stimuli, information, and discussion. Maybe everyone had done enough communicating for the night.

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Chapter 7! We get to meet Josie, but, more importantly, we get to meet Renfield. Cat Incoming!

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I nearly slip and fall in the mud on my way out of the graveyard, stopping just long enough to let a part-timer know I was heading out for a bit before sprinting through the gate, past the apartment block and into downtown to Mean Mug.

She's sat with two coffees at our table, the one we'd spent so long talking and laughing and staring into each other's eyes. But today is just one more failure in a pattern of [not being on time.] I don't know how it happens. I swear I try, but any time we make plans, I forget, or I get distracted, and I show up late.

I'm not going to pretend I'm the only wronged party here. Josie was the one who pulled the plug on our relationship, and I'm trying not to blame her for it. But I also see the way she purses her lips and checks her phone -- that hint of frustration she tries to subdue until it festers into bitterness -- and it sparks an old frustration in me that I have to fight back.

I swallow it. We're being civil today. I swallow my anger and waltz in with a smile. "What do you know, Jo?"

"Hey, Kaz." She looks at me with an uncertain smile that fades quickly.

"What's up?"

"Um..." She gestures vaguely, and sighs in that specific way that tells me I've missed something important.

I bite back the urge to snap. What is it this time? Look. I'm air headed. My skills lay in organizing other people's schedules, landscaping a historical site, and having big muscles. It took a while to figure out how to read her unspoken messages and the intricacies of every roll of her beautiful brown eyes, but I had yet to turn into a mind-reader.

[“Where’s the box?”]

Shit. God Jesus damn it shit. In my rush to get over here, I'd completely forgotten our whole reason for meeting. "Look, Josie, I..." I groan. There's no good excuse, but I try anyway. "It's been... you know, a real long day, and I completely forgot."

"I bet." She nods. "I'm sorry."

"No, I'm sorry. I should have written it down, but there was the tree trimming to schedule, and Mr. Ngo's wife was sick--"

"Oh no. Is Phan okay?"

"She's doing better, but he's taking a few days off to look at her."

"Okay, yeah. Keep going."

"So I had to give an interview for the ghost hunters--"

"The what?"

Shit.

I had also, incidentally, been briefed on the NDA Mr. Ngo had signed to let the Archivists work in relative anonymity here. [maybe? hm.]

I groan, but make myself answer her. "There's some guys here looking into a bunch of local legends. They're going to take a few ghost tours, and they spent the day going around the graveyard with a tour guide to see the historically significant graves, and..."

"And...?" Her eyes shine.

"And they're spending a few nights ghost hunting in the graveyard, and I have to supervise."

"And...?"

"And...that includes tonight?"

"And...?" She looks me dead in the eye.

This time, I know what she means. "And it's the Haunted Archivists."

I wince as she shrieks, a hand over her mouth. "I knew it! I knew it. Oh my god, I'm so jealous." She hesitates, and I know she's trying to decide whether or not to ask me for a big, important favor.

"Absolutely not," I say, before she has a chance. "Mr. Ngo trusts me to handle things while he's away, and I'm not going to let someone into the graveyard at night!" Not to mention, I was still on thin ice with the archivists.

"You don't have to. Just leave the gate open just a smidge."

"No." She pouts, batting her eyes at me.

"Can I--"

I make a point of slurping loudly.

Josie groans, but accepts her fate.

Sunset falls on the graveyard, old trees and headstones casting strangely shaped shadows across the grass. I haven't had a chance to touch up that one portion, and wince. I take pride in my work, and this looks sloppy, half-finished. Still, nobody else seems to care. More than anything, they just grumble as I usher them out and lock the gate.

"Sorry, guys. You can visit again tomorrow."

There's some closing work to do -- sweeping the front of the office space, collecting any trash left over. It's nearing nine when I'm done, which means the Haunted Archivists are on their way for call time.

[transition, tbh could take out.]

A brief history of the Ouija board. [fill in with the ouija board history.]

And now, thanks to Hasbro and Hollywood's combined efforts, I'm sitting in a graveyard at the end of my latest double shift, loaded up on caffeine, watching a bunch of people figure out the best lighting by which to contact the dead.

"Do you guys need me for anything, or...?" I gesture helplessly. I feel useless standing around, but no visitors are allowed to be unsupervised at night, even if they do have filming permits.

"Um...No? Not really, sorry." Lourdes shrugs, but I don't think she's sorry.

"How long do you guys think you'll be setting up for? There's a patch of grass over there that I didn't get to mow this week, and I don't want to let it get much taller."

"You mow the grass at night?"

"Sure. I mean -- usually I do it at four or five in the morning, but I can make do."

[They say no, and instead she goes to tend to some of the flowers around the headstones, straightening them and brushing off debris.]

She doesn't text back right away. Weird, but not unheard of. I leave it be, and turn on the lawnmower and take care of what I can before Maddie lets me know it's time to start filming. I guess I'm making too much noise for the sound tech, so instead I follow Maddie back to the circle of light where the rest of the Archivists are finding their places.

I stop just short of the light as my phone rings, and pull it out to check if Mr. Ngo needs anything. But it's only Josie. Of course. I groan, and reject the call, instead sending a text to let her know I have to turn my phone on silent when cameras are rolling.

Mick and Lourdes (who i s2g need better names) sit on the ground on either side of their ouija board

and as theyre filming, another call this one with the emergency ringtonew. "Josie, I told you, I'm busy with a film crew tonight." I'm half expecting her to tell me she's outside one of the gates and to pretty please let her in.

Instead, she's in tears. I can barely make out what she's saying, and I have to try a couple times to get her to calm down enough to speak in words.

I mouth an apology to the team and step away to continue the call. "Josie, it's okay. I'm here. Just tell me what's wrong."

"It's -- It's Renfield," she manages to cry out. "He's gone."

"What?"

My heart drops. Josie's ancient rescue cat, a fluffy black beast named Renfield. [something]

"What happened? Did you see where he went?"

"No -- I left the door open too long after bringing my box in, and he must have just..." She dissolved into tears once more.

"Okay, Josie, I'll help look for him. I promise. I can't... go too far right now, but I'll look around the apartment block, okay?"

"Okay."

I excuse myself to go look around the block closest to the graveyard, glancing back every now and then to ensure the lights and film crew hadn't gone too far. It wasn't going to be easy to find a black cat in the middle of the night, but I hoped sweeping my phone's flashlight around would be enough to catch his eyes reflecting in the shadows. But after a half hour of no luck, I feel obligated to return to the graveyard and check in on the film crew.

I'm just past the east gate when a shadow bolts past me. It's as tall as my shins, trailing a familiar smell of fur and tuna, and I take off after it without a thought.

Renfield's got his ears flat against his head, fur bristled so he looks twice as big as usual, but he's moving faster than I'd ever seen him go. I chase him across the green, twisting and turning through headstones, and part of me realizes that if it wasn't for my ex-girlfriend's ancient cat moving at super-feline speed, this would have been a fantastic workout.

"Come on, Renfield! Stop running!"

He doesn't listen. Instead, he bolts to the side, taking off towards the sphere of light where the Haunted Archivists have their ouija board set up. Lourdes and Mick sit on either side, hands on the planchette, but they're all watching with horror as Renfield nears the set.

"Catch him! Someone catch him!" I yell.

One of the gaffers makes a brave effort, but Renfield evades his grasp. He leaps between the two hosts, knocking the ouija board to the side and sending the planchette flying before disappearing into the dark.

"Sorry!" I yell, leaping after him, and finally tracking him to a large grave towards the back corner of the graveyard in the corner I hadn't managed to mow the other day. The grass is taller here, the headstones more faded and weathered.

He's snarling and hissing. It's more active than Renfield has been in years, and I hesitate, glancing around to make sure that nobody else is close enough to scare him. I flinch, catching sight of a shadowy figure over my shoulder, but it's nobody. Just a tree in the dark. I breathe out slowly, and bend down. "Renfield, it's me. Hi baby boy." He presses himself up against the wall, eyes bright and wild. "Come on, little boy, it's okay. It's me. Wanna smell?"

He hisses as my hand gets closer, but I must get close enough for Renfield to catch a whiff. He looks around, eyes fixated on a point over my shoulder, and refuses to move.

"What is it? Come on, it's just me." I look back anyway, but there's nothing there but the shadowy tree once more, naked branches casting strange shadows over the headstone. I recognize it as the place I'd first met Lucy, but it seems she decided against coming tonight. I force myself to ignore the disappointment, and tell myself I'm relieved instead. The last thing I needed was a troublemaker on top of everything else.

"There's nobody there, Renfield. Come on, it's okay. Come on."

Renfield's ears swivel towards me, and finally, he tears his eyes away from the tree and darts forward into my lap.

"There we go, good boy. Baby boy, you're okay." I hold him close, running a hand through his fur. "I've got him!" I shout over my shoulder, and the film crew's relieved cries echo over the graveyard.

He's too old to vocalize properly, but I recognize his snuffling and wheezing as his version of pleading meows. Poor thing hadn't been outside since he turned twelve a few years ago. He must be terrified.

I pause, looking to the side one last time. The tree remains a tree with the same heavy shadows as always.

"Come on, baby. Let's get you home." I press a kiss to the top of his head, and shift my weight, holding him with one arm to fish out my phone.

Josie picks up on the first ring. "Kaz?"

"I got him. He was in the graveyard."

"Oh thank god!" She starts crying all over again, but I hear the relief in her voice. "Is he okay?"

"A little scared, but nothing a good cuddle won't solve. Right, little man?" I hold the phone up to Renfield's face. He sniffs it, and wheezes his old, squeaky meow. "That's right, Renfield. We're taking you back to your mom."

Actually, hold that thought.

I glance over to the Haunted Archivists. Maddie held the ouija board awkwardly, but all eyes were on me.

Screw it. They hated me enough as it was.

I hold the phone up to my ear again, and say, "Josie, do you wanna come meet me down at the graveyard?"

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thank you for asking @expensive-muscle i will be doing that for sure

i had this sitting in my drafts for a while so here we go hehe. it'll be quite a bit so i do apologize in advance

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the guy with the mask will be first :) his name is mars (legally his name is micah, but he doesn't go by it anymore, not a deadname or anything he just doesn't like it. not terribly important but yknow) he's part of a group of four... outlaws... i guess ? the group consists of him, his sister, the other girl in the drawing (who's also the one in the fifth drawing) and one other guy (when you look a bit closer on the 8th drawing, he's the one in the speech bubble they're talking about. their names are cecil, finch and karman, in order of being mentioned

he was unfortunately caught in a warehouse fire a few years back (story wise) and was pretty badly scarred bc of it. he wears the mask so he doesn't have to walk around with his scarred face and blind eye showing. he really only wears it out in public and around strangers because it is quite uncomfortable

i'm still working on a group name for the four of them, and nothings really sticking. but since we're on the topic of them i'll talk about finch a bit :)

she's a hitman, late 20s. she's been employed by a bunch of higher power people in the city where she lives, so she's kinda sorta untouchable by law. she's been taken in a few times but is always bailed out by someone somehow. money can buy anything i suppose

the other two mentioned, karman and cecil, are kind of a team... as someone who has no clue how sports betting works (yet) i don't really know how to explain, but cecil is like... this worlds equivalent of a nascar driver kinda ? kinda not really. anyways. betting is legal in this city, but for karman and cecil it's like an inside job, if that makes any sense at all. i haven't thought about this group as a whole much if i'm being honest, but it'll come in time i hope

moving on !!

onto the "mf in the beanie" :3 her name is lilith and she's a screenwriter. her dad kinda sorta skipped town when she was younger, but she is super close with her mom, and they're so awesome. her mom gets a bit sick at one point, spending a lot of time at various hospitals, but she ultimately turns out fine

lilith wanted to peruse comedy as a career at one point, but she didn't really get as into it as she thought she would, so she just sticks to the behind the scenes by writing :)

the "homosexual friendship" is about her now girlfriend, who was an alchemist at one point a few years ago but i've changed her career a bit and don't know the exact word to describe it 😭 her name is ophelia, very smart, very pretty, younger sister.

i'm going to be honest with you, dear readers. lilith was a danganronpa self insert at one point. she comes from a simpler time. her and her girlfriend, tho said gf wasn't a self insert, just a dangan oc. not anymore tho....

the more i rack my brain for info the more i realize i just. don't have the descriptors for anything that they do. questions welcome and encouraged

now onto the rest of the people in the drawings, i'll attempt keep them short and simple hehe

1st drawing- ophelia/her sisters moms, vada medea (left) and sage (right) both are biological. i took inspo from how the "making babies from bone marrow" stuff that's kinda sorta happening in the science scene. the timeline for all this takes place about a hundred years from now, so i think they'd be figuring out how to do it with little complication. i am not a scientist myself, so i have plenty research to do to get the specifics down

2nd drawing- ophelia's sister, rue, and some 180 year old freak scientist. the freak is the one in the sewer. he had a grand time fucking up a bunch of people and giving them what appear to be lizard scales, and then was told to get the hell out of the city lest he causes more chaos. unfortunately the scales get passed down, but they really have no impact on the lives of the people who have them. rue is nurse who lowkey gets corrupted by the freak (his name is emrys) after her girlfriend passes from a long battle with various medical complications. she takes her grief to the wrong person and starts to lose her mind.

3rd drawing- their names are kaleo (left) and Non (right) not quite sure what their deal is exactly if i'm being honest. kaleo is a boxer, and Non just... exists really. he's alive to be pals with kaleo so far 😭 he's one of the people who had the scales passed down to him, which is silly and fun. kaleo is related to the person in the 6th drawing, which i will get to

4th drawing- zephyr (left) and kairos (right). detective and cop due respectively. sometimes they're tasked with keeping up with finch and her little gang of criminals but they can't really do much.

5th drawing- that's finch. love her

6th drawing- her name is desdemona and she's a spirit freak. she's been alive for hundreds of years or maybe she was just willed into being alive yesterday. she's got a bunch of weird spiritual abilities, like time travel (sounds cheesy) and communicating with the dead. she also eats people sometimes but that's a minor thing don't worry about it. she's the "wrong person" rue went to after her girlfriend died... oopsie. kaleos relative somehow also. the body on the floor is her ""human disguise"" because she can't really walk around town with a skull on her head. said skull isn't hers btw

7th drawing- holt (welding the sandwich) and caspien (watching him weld) they're just a little duo of gays tbh. it would take a while for me to explain it all so lmk if anyone wants to hear about it. holt is a mechanic, early 20s, and caspien is legally dead but he's fine. has wicked nightmares a lot but other than that he's fine. caspien and zephyr are brothers.

8th drawing- finch and mars :)

9th drawing- lilith (explained above) and her pal alaric. alaric is the guy that knows everyone and everything about the city they're in. somehow related to emrys (sewer freak) but neither of them are exactly sure how. emrys shouldn't even be alive but here he is, corrupting the youth

10th drawing- eve and varden :) (varden is @yaffles-world 's oc, shoutout to you) eve is sage's sister, making him ophelia and rues uncle. one of the only guys in the family which is lowkey funny bc he's a trans guy. someone had to attempt to balance the scales i guess. varden is his secret partner he hid from everyone for like 15 years because he was scared of being made fun of for some reason. i dunno. he's my main projection oc and even i don't get it. his full legal first name is evening btw. he's named this because i was like "hey wouldn't this be funny ?" and then it stuck. eve is an astrophysicist (which is why his name is funny to me) and varden is a mechanic :) lots of mechanics in the city

and with that im gonna cut it off or else i'd just keep yapping on in a single post about everything. thanks for taking the time to read this all if you did, please PLEASE ask questions i obviously love talking. asks are encouraged

#god who the fuck let me talk about these clowns bro this ain't even half of them #or half of their stories tbh.#there are a tonnnn of things i need to keep looking into if it wasn't obvious LMAO #anyways. shutting up now 🫶#lee oc posting

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