#Scouter Knight

[knightsofnitronocus]

Flower Kingdom Enemies

The Island of Nitronocus is a dangerous place to live, but with the abundance of knights who fight and explore allow these kingdoms to be livable. Doesn’t mean that these threats will back down easily

[thewapolls]

A masterpost to the Wild Arms Monster poll from two summers ago, and more to the point, to the trivia for all the monster source lore:

BALLOON Family: Balloon/Evil Dead/Orogone Energy/Suicidal Bomb

GOB Family: Gob(lin)/HobGob(lin)/Charybdis/RickGob&GelGob/Cobb&Bogle/etc...

TATZELWURMS/BASILISK/HYDRA Family:Tatzelwurm/Salamandra/BubbleTortoise/GilaMonster/Basilisk/Alligatiger/Ammut/Hydra/Aspic/Jabberwocky/Zahhak(AzhiDahaka)

COCKATRICE Family: Cockatrice/BlackSabbath(BlackBuzzard)/Axebeak/Bird(Bremen Town Musician)

BLUE BOOK Family: BlueBook/Necronomicon/Targum/Apocrypha/DeReMetallica/AdultMag/Manga/StrategyGuide

GAGISON Family: Gagison/Fleurety/Ukobach/Haborym/Amon(Gamech)/Stolas/Cerberus(Nebiros)/Balam

PILLBUG Family: Pillbug/UrchinBug/Bockle/Bombardier/PlagueBeetle/MagaroScarab/Zavorg

SKELETON Family: Skeleton/Spartoi/Spawn/Cyberne(tic)Geist/HelterSkelter/Gashadokuro

HELLHOUND Family: HellHound/Garm/Barghest/NinjaHound/Baskervilles/Hound(Bremen Town Musician)/Hodag

CRITTER/KOBOLD/GARGANTUA/IRONMAIDEN Family: Critter/Imp/Kobold/Gremlin/Leprechaun/Spriggan/Gargantua&Pantagruel/Screamer/Wiseman/Beastpillar/Manitou/Ironmaiden/Raidbuster

AIPEROS Family: Aiperos/Malphas

STIRGE Family: Stirge/AssassinBug

GOHM Family: Gohm/Galeion

BOGEY Family: Bogey/Gizmo

DAPHNE Family: Daphne/Tabanga

LIZARDMAN Family: Lizardman/Diefighter/Liz&Ard

ASCOMID Family: Ascomid/MadGasser/MoldFungus

KESARAN PASARAN Family: KessaranPasaran/HideBomb/Sphere

NIGHT-GAUNT Family: Night-Gaunt/Goldrake/Vermitrax/Quox

CHORONZON/SCOUTER/THERION Family: Choronzon/Nightmare/Prometheus/Scouter/Inspector/Bullseye/(Master)Therion/MasterCrowley/Primevals/Devonova/Minatous/ABaoAQu

JELLY BLOB/LAND ANEMONE Family: JellyBlob/Geldam/Elderthing/Roper/LandAnemone/BlackPudding/Mu

NUE/VASSAGO Family: NUE/Humbaba/BoostBaboon/RockBabbon/Vassago/DrillMandrill/ApemanJuma&Vargon/VorpalApe/GorillaBaron

HARPY/PODARGE Family: Aello/Celaeno/Ocypete/Podarge/Siren/Valkyrie/Lamia/Archon/BiberZehr

RATMONKEY/REMNANT Family: RatMonkey/Ghoul/Remnant/Bloodsucker/Chupacabra/Dustman

EMPUSA Family: Empusa/Mercurius/Hecate/Barbarossa

WATER LEAPER Family: WaterLeaper(LlamhigynYDwr)/GomoraToad/Ranunculus/Blastodon/BlazeToad/RedVicky

GAMYGYN Family: Gamygyn/BloodHorn/Anneberg/Donkey(Bremen Town Musician)

DRYAD Family: Sarracenian/Dryad/Triffid/Mantrap

OAK/ORC Families: Oak/Orc/HeavyOrc/DuneKing

HOTRODDER Family: HotRodder/Bruiser/RazorBack

PLANARIA Family: Planaria/MulluskHare/Flatworm

UNKNOWN Family: Unknown/Hidden/Forbidden

CAVE TAURUS Family: CaveTaurus/HornedBeast/CannonBuffalo

SCARECROW Family: Scarecrow/MaskTheRipper/Harvestman/Lynch

CHIMERA/ANGEL Family: Chimera/Asmodeus/Chimera(Muse/Geo/Flam/Wing)

TINY EDGE/CARBUNCLE Family: TinyEdge/Mian/Carbuncle/TinyGem

SHRIEKER/MOLD GNOME Family: Shrieker/Myconid/Toadstool/ShamblingMound/MoldGnome/MasaGnome/JammerImp/Marid/Spelunker

CLAY PUPPET/WIGHT Family: CalyPuppet/EarthenFigure/Wendigo/Wight/Wraith/GasnoidThe1st/Shaitan

BAPHOMET Family: Baphomet/Nybbas/Leonard

BALPHON/SOUTHERN NEEDLE Family: Balphon/Trilobite/SouthernBronzo/SouthernNeedle

MILLISCORPION Family: Milliscorpion/Shellworm/Arachnid

TWILIGHT VENOM & GLOOMWING

LEYPOINT KNIGHTS/FIRE&WATER SCUTUM

MELCHOM & GROW APPLE Families: Melchom/Melchom Lich/GrowApple/SuperGrowApple/ChaosChampion

BANDERSNATCH/GRENDEL Family: GallowinBear/VenomBear/Bandersnatch/Sabnac/Leonhardt/Grendel/Gorbash/Vouivre

DAKLEIT Family: Dakleit/DeathPie

LYCANTHROPE/VAMPIRE/NECROMANCER Family: Lycanthrope/Loup-Garou/Ba'alberith/Raduga/Beowulf/RingKeeper/Vampire/Nosferatu/Necromancer/MinusLifeLord/Gespenst/NachtGeist

ODESSA MAN

BRIONAC SOLDIERS

VERUNI

GOLEMS (MASS PRODUCED)

GREATER BEAST

MISC. BOSS MONSTERS: RottingBeast/Atlach-Nacha/Nergal/Kalivos/Grimalkin/Olivier/Camatzoz/GraveyardShifter

DISASTERS & TIAMAT

[indigos-stardust]

New Four swords fic- Chapter 1

*I'd appreciate if u read it on a03 because that's where my tag/summary is but if you cant for whatever reason, I have it below this cut* thanks for any boost and comment <3

Roaming packs of monsters, ugh.  Usually, monsters tend to be attracted or even magically appear from places with plenty of darker energy. It could be some cursed and abandoned temple or some pit where someone died horribly. Maybe, there’d just be one huge monster claiming an area and its magical stink would attract a bunch of underlings.

Monsters aren’t exactly pack animals like wolves. They just follow whichever one’s the biggest and act purely based on greed and violence. They’re happy to follow orders as long as they get their cut. Which is usually the promise of fresh flesh. 

The scouts said the monsters were following paths. On a schedule. Almost like they’re planning and guarding. That…isn’t right. Something is definitely up. 

The worst part of it is that a lot of the paths they’re taking seem to be cutting off a random average sized fishing village to the south. Lutelin Village. Yeah, Green can see why they had been specifically called to handle this one.

Whatever they’re going to eventually face, it’ll probably seem like even an experienced knight’s worst nightmare. But they can handle it. After all, they’d handled far more with far less. This time they even have armor! The odds are far more in favor since their… “adventure.” Green can’t help but fidget with his fingers anyways.

He’s probably just out of practice, sure they had helped fight against the general excess of monsters but that was just dealing with monsters sprawled out everywhere. Not a real proper fight with layers to get to the final baddie. His gut flares with a hidden anxiety. 

It’ll be alright though, the others are literally following his back, and as much as it sucks that those villagers are probably having a hard time with travelling due to the monsters- This will be good for them! Well, Green and his uh, other selves, anyways. Besides, why would you possibly want “rest and relaxation” when you can just crush the ugly mug of some monster?

Okay, maybe he is spending too much time with Blue.

Either way they definitely have better odds! They’ll just find each band (two or three?) and take them down, easy peasy. 

Every step is going to take him closer after all, might as well keep his shoulders straight and his eyes on the horizon.  

Soft grass and weeds dance in the foothills, with a chilly autumn air as their partner. As much as the others are way too gripey in the early morning, Green knows getting them up early is definitely the right call! The soft crispness of the morning air energizes him with every breath! Practically music, in his humble opinion. 

Behind him, he can hear another kind of music. A playful punch to the shoulder, a content sigh, and a little laugh. Conversation that starts and pauses, only to start again. In and out, natural and welcoming. They have his back. 

They finally stop at the top of a particularly large hill; this is the spot the scouters said they’d seen the monsters the most. If Green looks to the West, he can see the beginning treeline of a dark and confusing magic-filled Lost Woods. He shudders. From what Vio described about the woods, it definitely doesn’t seem like the ideal spot for a stroll. Compared to their “adventure” and all they’ve experienced, the next few days will be easyyyy. 

They’ve barely settled into their spot when Vio, ever the watchful one, already spots a band of monsters practically marching together. A very large band of very angry looking monsters. Nearly time to fight. A cliffside looms in the distance, with the monsters in between them and it. 

“I’d say, I think we’re dealing with about eight or so stalfoes, two spear moblins, oh you’ve got to be kidding me at least two dozen,” Green squints, “uh, tiny plant things?”

Strange little hobbling plant monsters, with sharp teeth and leaves coming from a single bud supported by two stumpy legs, covered the ground near the other monsters. 

“Tiny plant things?’”

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For a place full of nothing but rolling hills, Vio sure is having quite a bit of difficulty finding enough room to fight. It’s ridiculous honestly, he and Green were supposed to take care of the stalfoes by directly fighting against them. Meanwhile, Blue and Red were meant dealing with those pesky small monsters that keep trying to bite their ankles! Or jump into their faces. It’s a bit hard to fight several monsters just taller than you while dealing with a bunch of faces full of teeth trying to lunge at you, afterall.

Not to mention, once they finally get in semi-decent positions the moblins thrust their giant axes right in the middle and scatter everyone all over again! He can hear the annoying squish and splatter of Blue’s hammer smashing into another one. 

Red’s fire rod is great at helping to keep the moblins away, but while you would think it’d be great for its intended purpose of burning those DAMN little plants monsters- All it really does is make all the grass around them catch on fire, not harming the stalfoes, and force them to bolt to a patch of rocks while they’re being chased. Of course, the little abominations climb up the stalfoes to stay safe from the fire. Fighting on the bumpy ground only makes things worse in their favor. He really wishes the darn things would be the ones stumbling and struggling for balance instead of themselves.  

Wait… This is a far rockier area- He can feel the rattling bones hit his shield once more as he grunts to shove it off. They all need to be knocked down. With the bit of distance he looks around, and there . A pile of rocks, leading up to a cliff. The cliff is extremely uneven at the top, but there is just enough clear space for a person at the top! 

Perhaps, possibly, it had been a bit of a.. Risky endeavor. The second there’s the smallest opening, he yells out, “Watch out for a minute!” and bolts to the cliff side. Ignoring Blue’s very p*ssed off , “h-HEY! Where the Hell are you going?!!” and Green’s surprise as he keeps on running. Every thump of his feet pushing off the earth ringing in his ears. Or maybe that’s just his heartbeat.

Just as he’s starting to climb up he can hear the rattling of a stalfoe and feel the bruising pain of those small monsters trying to reach his flesh under the armor. I just need to keep going , he thinks as he finishes pushing himself up and begins scrambling  for a new foothold as he simultaneously tries to shake off the miniature snapping beasts. Good thing his ears are protected by the chainmail underneath his cap. 

The crash and shattering of bones with a string of swears behind him urge him to go even further up. When the battle’s over, Blue is probably going to get him next. He hadn’t sounded particularly pleased about Vio, “DITCHING THEM WITHOUT WARNING LIKE A B****H*SS,” or whatever. Despite his current height bringing him farther from the battle ground, he can practically hear Green shout, “ LANGUAGE!!” in the middle of battle.

Finally, just as he nears the top he manages to shake the last of those damn pests off his leg and let his heaving lungs rest, if only for a second. Right, this needs to be quick. Forcing himself up, still struggling to breathe from the chaotic climb, Vio readies his bow. 

While the experience of fighting various types of monsters, for hours on their own, certainly gave them a lot of skill in adapting to the situation he has to admit—the items they gained, namely his fairy blessed bag of endless arrows, are also a huge plus. Sure, they aren’t as strong as a well crafted bow, but they are endless . In fact, he’d figured out that if he shoots two at once, even if that took a while to master, it’d do the same amount of damage!

He smirks to himself, aiming straight at a stalfoes that is creeping behind Green. With a snap, the stalfoe falls to the ground. The chaos of the battle field, swarming the others with monsters, moving from place to place… it’s familiar; it is a refreshing challenge. Others might’ve balked at the daunting task, but Vio is looking forward to it. It’s time to show off.

With the constant barrage of arrows knocking out stalfoes, allowing Red and Blue more room to work with and giving Green a much needed relief , the numbers begin to thin. He’s even able to start getting hits on the charging moblins, stunning them just long enough for a quick burn or slash on them. There are only a few straggling plant monsters as well. 

It’s wrapping up. Vio observes as the Moblin he shot finally falls to the ground. It is time to regroup. Or it would’ve been. 

He doesn’t know what he feels first. He can’t even think to process it. The tension of every single muscle spasming. Millions of needles endlessly searing into his flesh. From the inside and outside. Little pieces of him, like miniature marbles bursting outward. The shock of the constant repeated force fracturing and fracturing. The burning in his chest, he can’t breathe. 

It’s so, so much, it’s too much. Without a single thought, other than the sensation of indescribable pain, he falls silently down the cliff. Even as his body crashes down onto the unforgiving rocks it still spasms. Red screams before Blue and Green even see what happened.

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I can’t! No, no, no, no, no, no!!!! Red can’t panic right now, but by Hylia does he want to scream and selfishly look away-

It was horrible, and he saw every second of it. He had stepped back for just a moment, to chug a magic energizing potion. They still had more monsters to fight, after all, and his magic stores were nearly drained from using the rod so much. But then he saw a spark to his right, all the way up where Vio had gone. A sparkling, bright white yellow light, blasting into Vio’s back. Now, he watches.  

Vio looks like he’s choking, like every single bit of him was choking and dying . His piercing scream is silently cut off, and then he falls . He falls and falls until his back hits the rocks and he goes stumbling down, blood splattering against the rocks. Red doesn’t want to know where it’s all coming from. And then Vio is there, sprawled on the ground, a horrible finale. He’s still screaming. 

No, no Vio isn’t the one who’s screaming. He can see his bloody face against the dirt. Red is. 

Blue grabs his arm, nearly shaking him as he tells him to LOOK before he runs off to Vio. Red’s shaking, then he follows Green’s startled eyes they lead back to the top of the cliff. He can only stare as a hulking Darknut trudges behind a row of stubby moblin archers, and even more stalfoes that have already begun jumping off to attack them. Oh, and a bunch of tektites. Because, well, why not at this point?

 Red usually tries to stay optimistic, because you can’t get anything done if you always have a bad attitude all the time for no reason but- Honestly? He’s pretty sure he hates EVERYTHING right now. It’s, it’s alright though- They, they’ve got him- Well, well they all would if Vio was down. But, it isn’t the time to focus on that, they have to keep them away from Vio and defeat them! 

Just because he’s terrified that Vio could be dying this very second, doesn’t mean he can just start crying when they need him! He will go on, and he will be hopeful! Because Green and Blue need him, and they trust him to at least support them! Red refuses to let them down. Even if he really wants to go cry in a hole right now. 

Green screams at Blue, “ DON’T MOVE HIM! We need to get them away from him, Red get here and create a blast! Cut them off!”

Red’s already sprinting. Blue’s hammer smashes into another stunned skull from Green’s boomerang. They’re working to get the monsters away from Vio. The second he arrives the entire earth THUDS as the colossal Darknut finally joins the battle. It’s beady eyes, under its helmet land on Red. 

“HEYYYY!!!, come here you, uh, you ugly face!!!” The monster trudges forward, away from Vio and towards him. The Colossal Axe glistens, ready to slice into him in seconds. 

“Yeahh!” Red waves his fire rod, sparkling in the burning sunlight, like a shiny fish in front of a starved beast. “Come here!!!”

The axe whizzes through the air with the speed of a bolt of lightning, ready to spear him into two. Red barely dodges. Before the monstrosity can take an even more petrifying swing, Green’s magical boomerang connects. The powerful thing freezes the beast for a valuable 5 seconds. 

Within those 5 seconds a few things happen. A small series of whistles rings throughout the battle field within seconds, a code that only they know.  During their quest, they had learned that just yelling out to each other with their own plans always ended up poorly. Maybe, they were all just too stubborn in their own plans, but it definitely wasn’t helped by the fact they could barely hear each other at times. Sensitive Hylian ears or not, in the midst of battles words become drowned out easily. 

Green’s message, a mix of quick patterns, order: B-G- Core Threats & Close Combat- R- Long Distance Quick. Blue and Green would take care of the strongest enemies and the ones that required close combat. Red would take care of the archers,as fast as possible so he could provide them aid. He could run and prepare ahead just on instinct before he even processed it. It was a mercy, afterall… Every second in a battle is precious, especially with someone left in total vulnerability. 

Red breathes in, the blins are readying their bows.  Then exhales, a small yet vicious blast of fire spirals forward causing at least two of them to shriek as they desperately try to put themselves out. His shield is already out by the time the other three’s arrows have hit his shield. As much as Red would prefer to shoot more and scorch them while going in and out, that just wasn’t an option. The best way to stop them from shooting far out into the others, was to get in the way before they could do that. 

Red forces his way through with his shield to break their line and immediately his sword lunges straight into the throat of one of those wretched things. He has to take care of the other monsters, but Red let’s himself smile a moment at the sign of the bubbling blood. Good . He hoped that was the one that shot Vio. 

He has to dodge back quickly in the next moment though, despite the moblins having nothing but bows and arrows, that didn’t make them useless in the slightest. While the armor would definitely protect him from slashes it certainly wouldn’t protect him from their nasty claws aiming at his throat and eyes. 

He hacks away at another one that leapt out in front of him before he even got the chance to orient himself. Keep it steady, keep the pace and breathe. Red tries to slash at one of the monster’s belly, but he’s off balance by one of the burnt ones slashing at his leg! I really need to do better!! Red mentally slapped himself, how’d that one even get there? He seriously needed to keep track of everything or else he’d be hit in his blind spot again. Next time may not be so lucky. His free foot crushes the bastard's neck as he blocks more scrabbling claws away with his shield. 

Red is skewering the one that he had shoved off when he sees the two remaining unburnt monsters dashing toward him with arrows in their hands. What the hell? Oh, the arrows were sparkling yellow with the same crackling sound as a bomb about to burst. It was familiar. Vio . 

All three are charging and from the looks of it they’re trying to trap him with two heading up to his sides and the first one straight in front of him. Red charges right back at the right one bashing into it’s skull with his sword and spinning around, sword first, to face the others. It’s BURNING-  

His sword clumsily sliced into an arm, but the arrows- Those arrows, the moment of contact of it against his own sword make his arm convulse in pain as he yells out. Red’s sword is on the ground. The monster, reeling from its own pain, slashes back at him. Thankfully his armor prevents it from truly getting him. It’ll definitely bruise though. The pain threatens to bring him down, but gasping for air with teary eyes he forces his wobbly legs up anyways. Like the lightning wizzrobe- This doesn’t make sense- Oh great fairies please-

Red knows the dangers of magical exhaustion, he’d lived through it several times on their quest. Vio’s words echoed in his mind, “ Take care to not overdo it! Potions may provide a great boost and aid in recovery, but your body still needs time. You’re exhausted… Green was right about how dangerous it is, besides-” and then Vio softly grinned, “ If you’re too tired who’s going to keep us going? We need your laughter, alright?”

He can already feel the aching soreness creeping on the edge of his fingers. He grabs the rod anyways, and this time there’s a blast. Red doesn’t know quite how it’s happening, but the strange arrows seem to make the flames stronger. They topple onto the Earth and the last half-dead burnt straggler has finished crawling its way to him. Red’s sword in his uninjured hand stabs into the beast’s guts with a wet sound. It dies slowly, scraping at his feet desperate to fight until it's inevitable death. Then, just like the others it rapidly deteriorates into a puddle of steaming filth on the ground. 

[somuchforsnakes]

Mini Review: Kopaka (2001)

Kopaka's original design is my favorite of the Toa Mata because it nails every aspect of his character. In Bionicle, Kopaka is:

The aloof loner who challenges the story's message of teamwork

The calculating smart guy of the heroes

The one with ice powers

Let's see how each thing that makes Kopaka different from the rest of the Toa Mata accentuate these traits.

For starters, a cold character demands a cold color scheme, and Kopaka's seems comically bent on denying any aspect of warmth. White, grey and black dominate his design, with the only break being his icy blue eyes. The colors also give him a serious, sleek aura that reminds me of a lot of robots today, despite his design's greebling.

The characterization that the colors built up is reinforced by his mask, which reads as having a small mouth and permanent scowl. Also note the telescopic lens over his right eye: the closest real-world analogues would be a monocle (since monocle = smart, it sells Kopaka's intelligence) or night vision goggles (befitting his mask's power as well as an analytical character). When I was little, I thought it was like a scouter from Dragon Ball, like Kopaka would calculate someone's power level during a fight.

All of this together makes Kopaka one of the most intimidating Toa Mata, only beat by Onua's sharp claws and piercing green eyes. Yet, Kopaka still reads as a hero thanks to his sword and shield, weapons of choice for an archetypal knight. The shield is my favorite of the two: it suggests that Kopaka guards himself and tries to find openings in combat, and he can even use it to surf down icy slopes. You see how these little things come together?

My only critique is basically a nitpick - I'm not sure why the shield has holes in it - but since this gets addressed in Kopaka's Nuva redesign, I'm not complaining.

[diamandodusto]

A FEAST TO THE GODS : CHAPTER II (Final Fantasy XVI)

A Feast to the Gods

Genre : Tragedy, Fantasy, Angst, Hurt-Comfort, Romance

Rating : +18

Warnings : Violence, sexual content, death, nudity, pregnancy, miscarriage, strong language

Characters : Clive Rosfield, Jill Warrick, Joshua Rosfield, Elwin Rosfield, Anabella Rosfield, Cid Telamon, Hugo Kupka, Dion Lesage, Beneditka Harman, Dyanne Hidgins…

Pairings : Warfield (Clive / Jill), Harmon (Cid / Beneditka), Dionrrence (Dion / Terrance), Benekupka (Benedikta / Hugo), Hidfield (Dyanne / Clive), Barnadikta (Barnabas / Benedikta), Bardyanne (Dyanne / Barnabas)

Synopsis : Ever since the Eikons walked over Valisthea, seen as either Gods amongst humans or monstrosities, the world has been held in a chokehold. Therefore, the end of the world seems to slowly draw itself, but instead of watching the world burn, some try to stop the irredeemable fate and assemble broken memories of what their life used to be.

Note : Follows Final Fantasy 16’s General Story with a couple deviations.

CHARACTERS

Clive Rosfield : Eldest son of Anabella and Elwin Rosfield. House Rosfield. Dominant of Ifrit.

Joshua Rosfield : Second son of Elwin and Anabella Rosfield. House Rosfield. Dominant of Phoenix.

Jill Warrick : A ward of Rosaria and the Rosfield’. Dominant of Shiva. House Rosfield by alliance.

Cid Telamon : Ex Lord Commander of Waloed, and leader of the Hideaway. Dominant of Ramuh.

Dyanne Hidgins : Second daughter of Beatrix and Josiah. House Hidgins. Dominant of Leviathan.

Dion Lesage : Prince of Sanbreque and eldest son. House Lesage, Dominant of Bahamut.

Barnabas Tharmr : King of Waloed and Ash. House Tharmr. Dominant of Odin.

Sir Terence : Lord Commander of Dion and his lover.

Sleipnir Harbard : Lord Commander of Barnabas and physical incarnation of his steed as Odin.

Benedikta Harman : Ally of Barnabas and Chief of the Intelligencers. Dominant of Garuda.

Hugo Kupka : Economic adviser of Dhalmekian Republic and lover of Benedikta. Dominant of Titan. House Kupka.

Gav : Cid’s sidekick and scouter.

Darius Hidgins : Eldest son of the Hidgins. Dyanne’s Shield. House Hidgins.

Jacob Aryn : Colonel of Waloed's Army. House Aryn.

Bastin Aryn : First heir of the Aryn’. House Aryn.

Ornela Aryn : Second heir of the Aryn’. House Aryn.

Anael Aryn : Third heir of the Aryn’. House Aryn.

Beatrix Hidgins : Darius and Dyanne’s mother. House Hidgins.

Josiah Hidgins : Darius and Dyanne’s father. House Hidgins.

Anabella Rosfield : Clive and Joshua’s mother. House Rosfield then Lesage.

Elwin Rosfield : Archduke of Rosaria. Father of Clive and Joshua. House Rosfield.

THE HOUSES

House Rosfield : The Phoenix. Lords and governs Rosaria. Faith of the Eikons. Current head : Clive Rosfield.

House Lesage : The Dragon. From the Holy Empire of Sanbreque. Governs the same region. Faith of Greagor. Current head : Sylvestre Lesage.

House Hidgins : The Sea Snake. Allies of the Rosfield and has lands in the same regions. Later alleged to Sanbreque. Faith of Leviathan, Eikons. Current head : Josiah Hidgins.

House Tharmr : The Knight. Possesses Ash and Waloed. Faith of Ultima. Current head : Barnabas Tharmr.

House Kupka : The Titan. From the Dhalmekian Empire. Current head : Hugo Kupka

House Aryn : The Stag. From Waloed. Faith of Eikons. Military house of Waloed and allies of House Tharmr.

You can also read this on AO3 by clicking on this link : HERE.

A big thanks to : @damatheirin​ and @aria-lesage​ and my friend Ludrick for their help !

DYANNE 

When dinner became ready to be eaten, Dyanne wanted to finish it already to come back and lock herself in her room. She did not want to see Anabella. Her mother finished touching up her hair, braiding it to make her seem more demure. Discreet even. “I haven��t seen you in a while. How’s things with Lord Rosfield ? Is he kind to you ? Gallant even, I hope ?” Dyanne smiled, facing her reflection in the mirror. “He is, dear Mother. He is focused on my well-being any second he’s near me. He’ll be a fantastic husband, no doubt.” Her mother stared at her, one eye of a sweet lilac shade and the other, of a golden colour. 

Beatrix had curly hair, striking red on the top, silver-locked on the bottom. She was thin and gracile, always wearing the lightest shade of blue and gold. “And… Have you flowered yet, my dearheart ?” Dyanne blushed furiously at her mother’s words. She didn’t understand all the matter about her moons. She was ten and three, yes, it was later than the usual for her people, but at least, she still was young. 

“Yes, Mother, I did. I was so sad you weren’t there, I had to take a warm bath to clean myself, and I was in such pain. I never felt that before. Like my body was twitching, I always felt a knot in my lower stomach. I didn't quite understand what was happening to me. I needed you.” 

Her mother displayed parts of her hair, away from her face, cupping the cheeks of her child, she brought the girl closer to her, letting her nestling in her neck. Dyanne hummed the sweet scent of Beatrix. “I am beyond sorry, my sweet love. I should’ve been there more often, if I ever knew. But thirteen is a great age to blossom, my little swan. It is only a minuscule part of women’s life. You’ll be forever okay, even bleeding a few days in a month. Don’t fear it : accept it.” 

The two ladies went downstairs, before reaching the dining room, where Josiah and Darius waited for them. Dyanne sat nearby. Jill was on her side, holding her hand softly to encourage her. She kissed her friend’s cheek tenderly before starting a conversation with her. Jill was always with her, whenever the two weren’t with the boys. Girls' language would some say. But Jill and Dyanne often spoke of swords, books, things ladies weren’t usually very much allowed to touch. Yet, none of them could care any less. 

If the realm had something to look up to, it was both their beauties. Dyanne was a cold beauty, one you’d look at when she was gazing away. But Jill, Jill was freezing cold. Her uncommon silver hair and blue eyes, made her unapproachable. Yet, the girl was as loving as a warm fire through winter. And the two, the two of them, formed a strong, tough glacier. 

JOSHUA 

Joshua was asleep on his own, in his room. The boy was thinking, on the morrow, he’d become what people always wanted of him. What they expected him to be. Yet, the ten-year-old was distraught. Sure, he was fine with being the Phoenix, but was it all he was ? Would his mother disown him as she did with Clive, throw him a part, when he wouldn’t meet her expectations ? A tear rolled on Joshua’s cheek : He didn’t want to be part of that. He wanted to live on his own terms. Phoenix or not, being a Dominant was a responsibility. Meeting with fate itself, it didn’t matter how cruel it was. Whether it was to him, his family, friends, or anybody around him. 

The sound of a burst awoke the boy from his soon slumber. He always had been like that, a light sleeper. But, soon yet, Joshua would get on his feet to run towards the window of his room. 

Fire. 

Blood. 

Corpses. 

“Clive, Father!” he screamed. 

The door struck against the wall, as a man dashed in, looking straight at the little Duke. “My Lord, let’s get you to safety, we’ve been invaded by the Empire!” Joshua’s eyes went immediately filled with tears, salty drains of water menacing to roll down his chubby cheeks. He burst out of the room, his shoes clapping against the warmed, previously cold, tiles of the castle, before getting ambushed by a trio of three imperials. All waiting for his head. “Let me protect you, Your Grace!” shouted his shield. 

“No! I want to find my father and my brother !” How in the hell something like this would ever happen ? He wondered. Yet, Phoenix muttered in him, he whispered to take over. No, I refuse, thought Joshua. He was terrified, frightened, yoked under fear. But the blond boy, strawberry blond-haired even, remained calm. He had to. His hands began to burn, flames getting out of his very fingers, before fire invaded furthermore the room. Turning to ashes the bodies, the shield stepped back, impressed by His Grace. Who, despite his young age, showed talent and conservation. “May the Phoenix bless us your Grace… They certainly infiltrated the Fortress way beforehand. We must hurry to find the Duke and your brother!” 

Joshua nodded, brushing off the salty water that contrasted with the wildfires that occurred, passing doors and doors, halls and halls. He then noticed how the walls looked alike then, under the orange and red shades of death. He searched every single corner he could find. But nothing was all he found. 

“Father!” he shouted again when he noticed the figure of the latter standing. Talking to a guard, Elwin turned back and welcomed his son to his arms. Before getting him back on the ground. “We will need to get Joshua to safety, back to the Capital. Make haste!” The boy climbed on his steed, before its head shut and the boy fell again. Aching, Elwin turned back. “What in the God-... 

“Sorry, Your Grace, that won’t be possible,” explained one of his guards. He let the lifeless body of the previously white owl fall to the ground. “You honourless snakes!” the Duke screamed. Joshua feared again, hiding his face behind his hands. “Run, Joshua, Run!” but before the boy could even answer, his world whole stopped. Swallowed by the aching fangs of death again. 

His thoughts. 

He couldn’t think. 

The blood of his father, 

On his face. 

He tasted it on his tongue. 

The body of the late Elwin Rosfield fell close to his son, his hand touching his boy’s foot. And Joshua stopped moving. 

He could feel fire bursting through him. 

And soon enough.

The murderers of his father went to hell. 

“Here I am, free” pronounced Phoenix. 

Help ! Help me ! Clive ! Help me, I am scared ! 

CLIVE

He ran everywhere. 

Searching for Joshua. 

Clive’s heart was pounding in his chest, ravenous of seeing his father and brother to assure himself he didn’t fail. Yet, none of these wishes were granted, and all he continued to do was to run. Run until his breath got short, run until all he could do was to cry on himself. He had to be strong, but Lord Rosfield barely could do that. Instead, all he did was to watch the figure of almighty Phoenix rose into the skies, destroying everything that was in his path. Clive muttered curses between his lips. But he knew something was wrong. Something was off. 

“Joshua !” Clive shouted. 

He dashed through on his steed, the latter struggling to jump here and there, but Clive had to stop. He fell to the ground, but all he then remembered was that he lost it. He lost it all. The corpse of the previously white beast next to him, he began to scream. Something that terrified Rodney. And then, Clive growled. 

But it wasn’t him that growled. 

Rodney was sure of that. 

Throwing fists against the Phoenix, Ifrit was smirking, hid Clive’s crestfallen spirit. But, soon enough, the bigger standings of Ifrit and Phoenix bit each other, and would inexorably wound one another. 

Joshua ! No. 

Someone, help me out ! 

Stop this, I beg of you! 

Please, please, please ! 

But nothing happened, nothing. If not the Phoenix on the ground, a mere prey to the dominant Ifrit, triumphant of his victory upon the Immortal One. However, Clive died with his poor brother that day. 

DYANNE 

She could barely breathe. 

And saying she was sweating, was an understatement. 

A blade against her pale throat, Dyanne’s complexion paled. The smile, Anabella wore on her face, made her blood boil. Actually, her entire body was aching, and soon enough, the wine was whirling into the cups as Leviathan warned to act on by herself. Beatrix shook her head. No, sweet daughter, now wasn’t the time to act on a whim. She hoped she wouldn’t go that far, kind Dyanne, however, wished she would. She wished Leviathan would let her shift into something deadlier. But the brunette was also aware doing this would inexorably condemn her parents to a sombre fate. 

You could, spoke the Sea Snake. 

I won’t, Dyanne answered. 

The Imperials looked straight to them three, waiting for an order from their ally to do as being told. But Anabella only chuckled. “Silent I see ? Good to know Leviathan and her Shield are as usable as the rest. Good grief, you two made this mess harder to happen as it should’ve been.” One of them tied her hands, whilst Darius struggled a bit more than she did. Call her docile, but all she saw was the metal growing nearer and nearer her old ones' throat. “What is the meaning of all of this, Anabella?!” shouted Josiah. 

The blonde laughed again, arrogantly. “My ascension to a new world. Dear Josiah, and this concludes with you four.” The head of the Hidgins Household gleaned his eyes. Too wide, scarier than ever. Waiting for further explanation, but they never came. Until Darius managed to draw his sword, at least. “Appease yourself, dear, wouldn’t you ?! This is only the beginning for you, don’t you see ?! Keep this one alive to his dear sister, put the parents to silent until we arrive at the Holy Capital.”

The Holy Capital ?! 

CLIVE 

Crawling, suffering. 

Clive wished he was dead. 

But here he was not. He couldn’t feel anything. Whatever it was. Whether it was, even. Fingers, feet, arms, face. He could not. But he breathed. That bothered, he breathed. However, his vision was blurred by the sight of blood. Everywhere. On his eyelids, his clothes,  his cheeks, his lips. Not only his, but his brother’s, his comrades’. And Clive puked. 

But his ear, by his ear, he heard footsteps coming back and forth. Steel. Metal. He didn’t exactly know. 

Not that he wanted to. 

Nothing made sense any more. 

“Tch. Keep him alive, he may be of use to us in the Empire,” he heard, weakly. 

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[jonfucius]

Great Star Trek Rewatch - The Animated Series S1

Originally posted on Twitter 8 January 2021 - 11 January 2021

Star Trek: The Animated Series Season 1 is up next in my Great Star Trek Rewatch. As with ENT, DSC, STX, and TOS, mini-reviews will document my progress.

Beyond the Farthest Star: Immediately establishing the creative possibilities the animation format affords, this is a solid re-introduction to our live-action heroes. The alien's pleas at the end are truly pitiful and sad. 7/10

Yesteryear: The single best episode of TAS, bar none. Tightly scripted and well acted, it shows how TAS could be more mature and complex than its other cartoon contemporaries. 10/10

One of Our Planets is Missing: A nice callback to TOS with Bob Wesley, this episode is otherwise reminiscent of “The Immunity Syndrome.” Again, the animated format allows for expanded vistas and areas of the Enterprise we never got to see on TOS. 7/10

The Lorelei Signal: Uhura and Chapel get their moment in the proverbial center seat, but this episode is let down by the sexist reinterpretation of the Sirens from Homer’s epic. 5/10

More Tribbles, More Trouble: A direct sequel to a TOS classic, featuring the original Cyrano Jones himself, and the return of Koloth (sadly, not voiced by William Campbell), written by David Gerrold, this is a solid TAS entry with classic TOS energy. 8/10

The Survivor: A poignant love story crossed with Romulan intrigue outweighs the abrupt tonal shift of the tag, and the cliché of having Carter Winston’s fiancée coincidentally aboard the Enterprise. A great vocal performance by Ted Knight adds to the score. 7/10

The Infinite Vulcan: Walter Koenig’s script really takes advantage of the animated format: giant clones, plant-based life forms, etc. I’ve always had a soft spot for this one, from childhood. 7/10

The Magicks of Megas-tu: Besides providing Swear Trek with nigh-limitless material, this episode has a fairly provocative denouement. No other mid-70s animated show would tackle God, the Devil, and Salem in 25 minutes. Magic being real is inconsistent with TOS, however. 6/10

Once Upon a Planet: A sequel to TOS “Shore Leave,” we learn more about the mysterious planet, and Uhura gets some things to do besides operating the communication console. Kirk talks down yet another computer. I’m not a fan of “Shore Leave,” so I’m not high on this outing. 5/10

Mudd’s Passion: Harry Mudd on TOS is a mixed bag: expertly performed (here, once again by the late Roger C. Carmel), but gross and misogynistic. While I applaud bringing Carmel and writer Stephen Kandel back, I don’t like this one, except for its camp value. 5/10

The Terratin Incident: Only in animated format could our heroes be convincingly shrunk. This episode establishes that the transporter can reverse or cure most maladies, something seen again in TAS, and then several more times in the Berman era. 6/10

The Time Trap: Shades of “Day of the Dove,” wherein our heroes must work with the Klingons to get back to our reality. Wisely, the Bonaventure is more or less retconned out in First Contact. The starship graveyard and Elysian Council are great concepts. 7/10

The Ambergris Element: Another planetary disaster story so soon on the heels of “The Terratin Incident” feels repetitive. While it’s fun to see the aquashuttle and the scouter gig, I’m not sure what the point of this one was. At least it embraces the animation format. 4/10

The Slaver Weapon: The only official crossover with another franchise (Larry Niven’s Known Space) in Trek’s long history. A solid script and interesting backstory is only held back by the half-hour runtime. 8/10

The Eye of the Beholder: Shades of “The Cage,” though the unaired pilot did more with the criticism of incarceration than this TAS installment. It’s ultimately forgettable, which is an even worse fate than being memorably awful. 3/10

The Jihad: A problematic title for an episode that most closely resembles the excellent late TNG two-parter “Gambit.” Again, excellent use of the animated format, but constrained by the brief runtime. 5/10

And with that, Season 1 of TAS comes to an end in my Great Star Trek Rewatch. Final score: 6.25/10. Highest score(s): “Yesteryear.” Lowest score(s): “The Eye of the Beholder.”

[maguro13-2]

Demons Unleashed ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Pt. 11 ~

Seto : Hmmm...Just as I predicted, the real Maka Albarn had been framed for a long time since she wanted to prove her innocence.

Disc-Chan : It's most likely that, Seto. The only reason Shinra's man-made wanted to monopolize political power since we helped out Ethan to get back with his crew. I'm worried that he wasn't Shinigami, it was only a Kid to get the heartless' attention so that he could bring to annihilation on all magical forces and monopolizing political power. So what do you plan on stopping on Ohkubo's first protagonist, I'm gonna get things straight, when I collect the eight pure hearts that were connected to the eight pillars. Why does Shotaro and Death wanted the witches die so badly? Why was he doing this?

Seto : Because, Shotaro the Dokeshi is a fool to human kind and he created the ultimate taboo that is responsible for the Mabuki' race's creation. But in order to make them ordinary humans, I called upon the eyes of truth and to have their weapon-turning abilities ceased to function. That way we can somehow stop the heartless' attention on destroying the legacy Shinra created.

Disc-Chan : Good for you. Good for you. Can't wait for the new "Shinigami" to have your position ready.

Seto : I'm one step closer to becoming Shinigami, that's my title to protect. Alright then, where's that Yellow Pure Heart? The heart that is connected to the Third of the Eight vessels. Where could it be?

Angel Chaos (?) : So, you must be the Shinigami Deathless named Seto, I see.

Seto : Huh? Is this where the Yellow Pure Heart is found? Disc-Chan get me the analysis on who is this grown up version of the Angel Chaos Chao. I better to make sure how'd a Chao manage to grow to bear a resemblance to the God of Destruction.

*DBZ SFX : Scouter beeping*

Disc-Chan : Hmmm...Just as I expected, Sho Kusakabe.

Seto : Sho? What do you know about Sho? *gasped in shock*

*DBZ SFX : SUPRISE*

Seto : So this grown up version of a Angel Chaos Chao.

Disc-Chan : Is his resurrected form through reincarnation.

Seto : So this isn't Shinra's beloved, it's only his resurrected form?

Disc-Chan : Correct, he was the younger brother of Shinra Kusakabe and was an ex-leader of a group called Knights of the Ashen Flames. You see, Seto. Sho was under the protection of their mother Mari Kusakabe while being pawns to Demon Vibe corrupt game in order to destroy Shinra' reputation. But after the family defeated the Astral Puppet using the power of Soul Resonance, he, his family, and their people were scolded by the Time Eater for being puppets under the will of Demon Vibe and aninhilated them for years after Inca Kasugatani's execution.

Seto : So then...He resurrected himself by going through reincarnation into a Chao?

Disc-Chan : Close enough, a Chaos Chao bearing the resmblance to the God of Destruction and guardian of the Chao. So my guess is that Shinra's beloved Iris is not the Angel Chaos Chaos's mutated adult form.

Seto : What really happened to Iris?

Disc-Chan : The Iris that Shinra knew was gone. Her resurrection was completed from the process, but she has given with some strange demon-like eldritch powers.

Seto : Eldritch powers? What's so weird about that?

Disc-Chan : Seto. That's your cue.

Seto : Alright. Here, Sho. This would be good for your allowence. I have this bag of Rings to give you an offer. As a token of my appreciation, now give me the pure heart.

Sho : Why absolutely. (Seto gives him a bag of Rings) You truly are capable of being Shinigami. Did you get this bag from the casino?

Seto : Gambling addicition, nah, I only got it the bag of money from Casinopolis or Casino park.

Sho : Then where did you get the bag of money from, "BINGO"?

Seto : BINGO Highway.

Sho : This should cover my brother's allowence. Here. Have this. (shows the Yellow Pure Heart to Seto) You did a very good job on gambling at the Casino, I bestow you my gratitude, young lady.

Seto : It's my pleasure, give you a call. So now, be a good kid and give me the Pure heart, nice and easy. (About to take the Yellow Pure Heart from the Angel Chaos) This is just too easy. I hope it's not like taking candy from a baby and which is fine by me.

??? : Freeze! In the name of Casino Park Law under the laws of Ivo Robotnik, stay where you right are!

Seto : Oh Great! We've been caught red handed! Sorry to be bothered by you, officers. We we're only trying to collect the Yellow Pure Heart for...Hang Castle Secuirty Force, what are they doing here? And more importantly, whay are they dressed as bunny girls and are colored differently.

Disc-Chan : Uhh, Seto. I don't think that's Hang Castle Security Force.

Robot Pirate : Oops, I meant to say "Arrrgh"! We're actually Robot Pirates!

[I Refuse - Jun Senoue]

Seto : And you couldn't about robot pirates since we've been watching Tampa Bay going against the season play.

Disc-Chan : Robot Pirates?! Is someone playing the Idiot Box again!

??? : No we're not doing Idiot Box, We are robot pirates! That's metallic scurvy for ya! They say that I am the saltiest of all the sea dogs. They call me...Captain Whiskers!

"NEWCOMER : CAPTAIN WHISKERS HAIL FROM THE SEAS"

Disc-Chan : Oh brother! A robot pirate from the Sonic Universe. Did Eggman Nega ordered you to find the Jeweled Scepter somewhere?

Captain Whisker : All in favor, Aye!

Robot Pirates : Aye?

Sho : What why would an army of man-made machines to dress their selves as pirates? What trickery is this!? Where do you come from?

Captain Whisker : Pirates Island.

Seto : No way! Robot pirates from Robot Pirate Island. No way that's the Idiot Box, you pirates have been watching too much TV and movie. TV literally rots your brains.

Johnny : Sorry, babe. But we-re man-made as pirates, we don't mind watching too much television and movies as well.

Seto : Woah! Who are you buddy?

Johnny : I'm Johnny the Sultan, and I had a work for Captain Whisker.

[Whisker & Johnny - Tomoya Ohtani]

Johnny : So aren't you gonna give us the heart or what?

Captain Whisker : Hand over the Pure Heart nice and easy.

Sho : You greedy bastard! I won't let you hand it over! Not even your greedy pirates to think this stuff is treasure. But it's not worth of millions. Now I am giving this to the friendly people and it's not a marketing deal.

Captain Whisker : Than what could that be in in terms of piracy?

Nami : Hey, Metal Heads! Over here!

Robot Pirate : Wha-?

*SMASH+CLANG!*

Nami : You wanna have a fight with pirates, then you got a fight with this pirate that is so real! Plus I even got a staff, my own weapon. Time to bring out your local forecast, cause it's going to be for a heavy showdown!

Captain Whisker : Arrrgh! You meddling swabbies! I shall make you walk the plank for this! Ghost Pirate, take care of this wicked witch while we get after the Jeweled Scepter and the eight pure at once!

Ghost Pirate : Yes, Captain! Orders granted!

*DBZ SFX : Wall Hit/Crash*

Ghost Pirate : Avast ye mateys! I am going to make you swabbing the poop deck! Get ready for a duel against the Great Ghost Pirate.

Nami : Heh! Another machine to battle with. I don't how to say this, but you aren't a Ghost Pirate, just a machine made with mad science. Pretty figures how'd I got you cornered. Now then, Come and get me, you pile of scrap heap! You're in for a hero's welcome! You two, You go on ahead, I'll take care of these army of man-made machines to think they are pirates.

Seto : We'll do pleasures!

Disc-Chan : Just before you know it!

Sho : I must retreat now! *Instant Transmission*

Seto : Thanks for that, cat burgular.

Nami : [To Seto] It's Nami by the way.

Disc-Chan : Thanks for buying us some time to withdraw from this battle, Nami. You sure you can take on all of these machines?

Nami : Of course, I can take them all out. This is a Battle for me. But I am that much powerful.

Seto : We'll do!

Disc-Chan : Be careful and have a good clean fight! (the two leaves)

Nami : Alright...Prepare to get your butt kicked! Cause it's Nami Time!

~ Stage 11 : Pirates of the Sol Dimension ~

[mikespeed777]

Pyrrha: Jaune,Why did you have to die on that mission? It’s not fair!!!

Jaune: *Shows up out of nowhere as a Saiyan in Ginyu Force armour complete with scouter* Huh? Never thought I’d ever be back here again, one minute I’m on Namek fighting Kakarot and Vegeta and the next moment I’m back here

Pyrrha: *sees Jaune* Jaune is that you? Are you really here?

Jaune: Yes Pyrrha it’s really me and yes I’m really here

Pyrrha: *tackles Jaune into a hug* Jaune!!! I missed you so much

Jaune: I missed you too but I have done terrible things in my absence

Pyrrha: How terrible were they, but I will try and understand

Jaune: *Explains what he did in the Ginyu Force and who the Ginyu force and Lord Frieza are*

Pyrrha: it’s okay my Ginyu Knight you’re safe now,safe in my arms

Yang: What’s going on here and why does he look familiar?

Weiss: and why should we care?

Pyrrha: It’s Jaune!!!

Yang: Sure he is and I’m The CEO Of the SDC

Jaune: No it’s really me, Jaune

Weiss: ok “Jaune”

Jaune: If you’re going to ask about that serenade, I practiced two whole weeks to do that

Yang and Weiss: oh my god it really is him and what’s with that armour VB?

Jaune: *explains to Weiss and Yang the Ginyu force as well as lord Frieza*

Yang: Wow that’s a lot to take in but anyway let’s get you back

—Le TimeSkip—

Ozpin: Welcome back Mr Arc we had assumed you were K.I.A.

*The rest of team JNPR show up*

Ren: you called sir?

Ozpin: Just welcoming back your leader

Nora: FEARLESS LEADER!!! YOU’RE ALIVE *Tackles Jaune into another hug*

Jaune: *Chuckles* it’s good to see you too, mind the Armour and scouter though

Nora: Ok

Saphron: Baby Bro?

Jaune: Hey Saph, I guess I have some explaining to do again *explains the Ginyu force*

Saffron: Okay then

Jaune: I’ll let you tell the family

Saffron: Do you want your weapon back

Jaune: No Need, Keep it

Saffron: What do you mean keep it?

Jaune: *fires Ki Blasts*

Saffron: Ok then

*Fasha appears out of nowhere*

Fasha: Where the hell am I? *Notices Jaune in Ginyu armour* You Ginyu Force Bastard

Jaune: Whoa calm down Fasha It’s me, Jaune

[astrocourier]

Kris with a Skirt! They look pretty with it. and will beat your ass if you misgender them.

Inspired by this post for the second design. Gotta have that knight aesthetic but also some Mettaton because I don't know how robots look like apparently.

Kris with opinions or just flavor text in general since if they can't control how they speak because of the damned collar, then they can use the monitor/scouter to speak up.

[explosiveglitterqueen]

Genshin Impact Ocs!

I wanted to share some of my latest babies with you all cuz if it hasn't been obvious I'm very obsessed with genshin impact :3! As you'll even see a very familiar face~

Age: 28

Pronouns/Sexuality: She/her, lesbian

Weapon name/Skill name: Forsaken Manuscript, Cursed Rapture

Weapon name/Skill name: Forsaken Manuscript, Cursed Rapture

Next we have Kaiser (she's always been a general oc so she isn't solely tied to wizardess heart)! Kaiser is apart of the Knights of Favonius with the title of the phantom knight; she is an electro rapier/sword user of course known for her harsh tongue and relentless fighting style.

Age: 24

Pronouns/Sexuality: She/her, bisexual

Weapon name/Skill name: Obsidian Ravager, Serpentine's Rage

The Fifth of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers il Fermo code name Anfisa. Anfisa is a dendro catalyst user with a hydro delusion, the 'servant' amongst the harbingers as they are essentially the spy/scouter of the group. Anfisa's pessimistic nature makes it easy for many to dismiss and underestimate them as any threat.

Age: 26

Pronouns/Sexuality: They/them/She/her (honestly they could care less what anyone calls them), disaster bisexual

Weapon name/Skill name: Viridian Oath-Keeper, Frenzy

Lastly there is Hesper (I am in the process of one more but she isn't fully designed but if ya'll are still interested in hearing what I have so far then I'd be happy to talk about Karmilla.) Hesper doesn't seem to be from Teyvat since she does not bare a vision; which the traveler assumes she is from another world trapped here similar to him/her or maybe even a god that none have heard of. Hesper is an electro polearm who secretly serves under the Abyss Order!

Age: appears to be 17, but true age is unknown

Pronouns/Sexuality: She/her, Pansexual

Weapon name/Skill name: Orion's Faith, Night Piercer (I'm probably going to switch them around but ye :3)

As always feel free to ask questions I'm always more than happy to answer umu

[wheucto]

ok id like to draw this idea i have but i cant do that right now so you get it written

ok so snowgrave. Berdly is in the hospital and there's nothing that the doctors can do. Noelle feels as if she has to do something, so she brings Catti and tries to resurrect berdly using magic.

Catti tries at first, having done those small dark magic tricks, but finds it really difficult. she asks noelle to try instead. Noelle agrees, even though she doesn't believe she can do it if catti can't.

Noelle tries, casting the spell onto berdly. it works. Berdly is brought back to life, having nearly gone to the other side. he's not really 'alive,' he's neither alive nor dead. rather somewhere inbetween.

being neither alive nor dead, this means that he can affect the physical world and be interacted with by spirits and otherworldly stuff. such as the Angel, who indeed does contact him, specifically in a dream.

the Angel asks Berdly to be their Knight or whatever, and Berdly agrees because he doesn't know about the Roaring and also being contacted by a powerful entity is kinda scary.

the Angel already has a Knight, but calls him a little restrictive. he can only contact them in specific circumstances, due to his religious beliefs and all. this allows the Angel to contact him, but it means that the Angel has limited power and can't do as much as they'd like. Berdly doesn't have this problem.

the Angel can also contact darkners, but only in certain circumstances. they try their best to make said darkners a stepping stone to their heaven, using them as a means of influence over the world; however, this doesn't work as they usually go insane. they're also not as powerful and influential as a lightner.

however, it turns out being in constant contact with the Angel also affects Berdly in the same way. maybe this insanity is also geared towards freedom? i'm not sure how exactly though. maybe he feels imprisoned by his expectations? he feels as if his life is out of his control?

whatever it is, the Angel definitely notices it and goes "oh no, not this again." he also develops a weird way of talking (starts talking like in a video game: "request: denied," "achievement unlocked!" "level up!" "attack inflicted: fire damage. -5% HP" [if that fits im just guessing how other video games are like lol] "request could not be completed at this time because i don't want to" and like. not like he usually would. he can't stop it. he's just like this forever)

anyways by being kinda dead and kinda alive and by being influenced by the Angel Berdly notices the presence of the Player. at first he thinks this feeling is because he's near Kris and Kris wanted him dead, but for whatever Kris went to the bathroom, ripped out their SOUL, returned, and that feeling was gone. Berdly also notices how terrifying the voice sounds.

Berdly eventually tells Kris to meet him at QC's Diner, having established a fountain there or whatever, though he doesn't specify it's him. anyways he kinda vibes or something, waiting for Kris to find him.

so basically Berdly becomes like a secret boss. but like. i want Kris to rip out their SOUL before they fight Berdly because they don't want him to die, and also want to be free and also because they want Berdly, and others to know that they're being possessed.

so Berdly is spared after hitting 100% mercy as he does in his other fights and collaspes in exhaustion, saying something about freedom and stuff. Kris tells him about the SOUL stuff. he decides to accompany them as an ITEM (his smart scouter) for reasons can't think of one right now. in the light world his ITEM component is his glasses. he can turn from them back into his physical form whenever he wants.

anyways that's all. thank you for listening.

[elizahgodswood]

Knight Apprentice Gregorim Silverscale

Wip: The Dragon War

Age: 18

Race: Tunsan Elf/Nomad

Role: Main Character

Bio: Gregorim hails from the scrublands of Tunsa, on the North-Western coast of the continent of Aegara. Tucked between the vast Katatrangi Desert and the kingdom of Genosistrous, there is little in the way of anything there. The nomadic tribes that call the area home have only a few “cities” which are mainly just shrines to the sun god and moon goddess that are home to shamans and priests that hold festivals for the natives during certain times of the year.

He spent the first eight years of his life learning how to forage, hunt, and navigate the harsh landscapes of his homeland. Surrounded by his extended family and friends, the community was a tightly knit group that shared everything with one another. His powers surfaced at the age of six after being separated from his mother and aunt while foraging. Though he summoned little more than a gentle rain, the wisewoman of the group knew that he was a stormcaller. Hailed as a blessing from the gods, his tribe took great care to keep him and his family safe and hidden at all times.

While stopped at an oasis on the edge of the scrublands to let their horses drink, a band of raiders from Genosistrous attacked them, looking to steal gold and trinkets to sell for money. In the chaos, Gregorim panicked while looking for his parents and his magic emerged again. When one of the raiders grabbed him, fire and lightning began to rain down from the sky. Though he was unharmed by the fire, his entire tribe and the raiders were killed, and thousands of acres of wildland burned. Left alone in the ashes, Gregorim refused to leave the scene of the accident until a band of Scouters arrived to investigate the storm. Glad for rescue but unable to communicate with them, he accompanied the party back to Ist’Heom. There, they found a translator that speaks his native tongue and manages to coax the story out after giving him a hot meal.

His translator, an older woman whom hailed from Tunsa as well, took him in to teach him common tongue and prepare him for the military academy of Praetor’s Reach. He picked up speaking the common tongue well enough, but reading and writing were not his strong suit. Though she showed him patience and understanding with his training, many in the Order did not treat him so kindly. The accident seemed to haunt him wherever he went. He was branded as having unstable powers that would require extensive training to get under control, despite showing no signs of instability as he grew older.

When time came for him to go to the academy, he had to work twice as hard to prove that he was half as good as any of his fellow apprentices. His friends seemed to notice the troubles, but no one was able to help him out. With all his hard work and effort, he graduated the academy in the upper middle portion of the class and was enlisted into the Scouters branch of the Order’s military. However, his desire to serve in the recovery devision was denied. First, he started in Rendezvous, but after a strong disagreement over his abilities to serve his duties between him and his master, he was reassigned to the Dispatch division. Still frustrated that his past woild not let him live the life he wanted, he now found new frustrations in racial biases amongst the fairies of the Scouters. This led to even more conflict between him and his next master, and from there he bounced twice more between other divisions of the Scouters.

Just as he was beginning to lose hope that he would be able to fulfill his dream of being in the Recovery Division, the Overseer assigns him to a retired agent and gives them a mission: find and recover a stormcaller hidden somewhere in the Kingdom of Sericuze. Though he fears a repeat with his new master, Seida quickly proves to be unlike any other agent he’s met before. Little does he know that this will be his first and his last mission with the Scouters before starting a new adventure entirely.

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[electric-alt-cookie]

However expected or unexpected it may have been, a small Christmas party was held within Caramel's home. Caramel himself didn't consent, but whoever had invited the individuals kept it small.

Most important in attendance: DJ, Lemon, Knight, C-4, and Caramel resided in the unexpected party. Cyborg was invited as well, but was forced elsewhere.

"Aloe is making them bake Christmas goods at the lab..."

Knight mumbled, finding himself somewhat alone in this 'party'. Some other robot offered him some fruitcake, which improved his mood slightly, but it didn't help the fact that Cyborg wasn't there. He didn't feel complete without them.

"HA! AT LEAST ALOE WON'T BE HERE! HE DOESN'T DESERVE IT AFTER WHAT HE DID!"

DJ chirped, a few other bots and cookies agreeing with them. The music meister found themselves playing the game of falling blocks and making lines competitively with others at the party. Even so, they seemed to be the winner each and every time.

The other android, Lemon grumbled aloud while staying next to Caramel. The poor mechanic may be a mess, but at least he can do is stand by him while the only other comforting figure was busy with gaming.

"You don't need to be an ass about it, though. He was trying to help."

That remark... Certainly didn't net him any points with the others. Especially with DJ in particular.

"WOW! IF I DIDN'T KNOW WHEN ARE AND WHEN PEOPLE AREN'T ENTRANCED, I WOULD'VE SUSPECTED YOU WERE UNDER HIS CONTROL!"

Moving along, Aloe's name continued to be a repetitively mentioned topic, along with various other Christmas gestures. Gift sharing, Aloe, red and green, Aloe, C-4 trying to be intimidating and Caramel needing to tell him not to, Aloe... And each instance of the scientist's mention held negatively. Lemon found himself with a sense of heaviness in his chest with all the slander occuring around him. With Caramel busied with C-4... Perhaps he could slip away and-

A loud slam could be heard as the door to Caramel's abode was forced open. Yup, the wall was certainly cracked, but at least Knight seemed to be happy. From seemingly nowhere, the not-so-brave soul ran to the individual that opened the door. Cyborg, of course, what else could it be? Well, to Lemon, the realization that Aloe's now alone.

On Christmas.

"Cy! I'm so happy you're here! But... How did you get out of Aloe's?"

"Simple! I just burnt the oven down on 'accident' and left!"

"That's... Not very nice, C-"

"Ooh!! You guys have that one block game?? C'mon Knighty, let's play!!"

With Cyborg dragging their partner off, Lemon sighed and found himself leaving early. After all, being all alone on a special day was something he wouldn't prefer anyone to experience. Especially after... He spent his birthday alone.

Shaking off the thoughts, the android wandered through the late-night snow and patches of ice where cookies, cyborgs, and robots alike all shared their wishes, high hopes, and various other positive adventures. Aloe was missing out on all of this... He must be lonely.

Soon enough, he was at the entrance to Aloe's home. He stepped through, finding the scientist himself messing about with his scouter whilst standing around aimlessly. Noticing the android come in, Aloe seemed to be caught off-guard.

"Android? Hold on- Before you come in- care to step out for a moment?"

Though confused, Lemon took a step back and let the automatic door in front of him close. There was some stuffling, and Lem could've sworn he heard Aloe laughing, but nonetheless he waited for Aloe to give his word. And upon doing so, he stepped in just as before, finding himself face to face with the scientist. He was grinning.

"It seems you've fallen for my trap!"

"Trap? What trap?"

"Look above you, dear Lemon."

...a mistletoe.

...

"How very mature of you, science man."

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this was something that I did last year that I didn’t really have the chance to post since I was unsure whether I needed more but here it is anyway. The bee knight squad

Bumble Bee is a pretty serious dude and will not take shit if you try to slack from work, even if you’re his friend. He’s the closest knight to Queen Bee, so pretty much you can see him casually roasting her whenever he wants. The roasting’s a mutual thing, so Queen Bee does it to him as well.

Scouter Bee is your typical laid back and carefree person even when they’re on the court. It is an absolute miracle that they managed to befriend Bumble Bee even though he hates their personality.

Paladin Bee is a newbie that Queen Bee accepted without a proper reason and explanation, and even though he’s intimidatingly large, he’s an extreme softie and gets scared very very easily. (He can’t speak btw)

[triforcedelgeezy]

I see you guys saw my trailer for my cosplays next year 2021. I know if it does get longer. I know I didn't do the Flash this year, but he'll make a return comeback. And few others I didn'tadd in or make a comeback. Here's the full list. Asta from Black Butler, I watch it but wanna try out to develop character. Roy from Fire emblem also appear in smash bros ultimate. I see alot of fire emblem making armor pieces. Outfit gonna get. Excalibur knight Sonic alot of eva foam for a cosplay project making it. This will take a lot of work. The whole armor and the sword it self. Seto Kaiba sadly I do wanna play yugiohbagain, yet I've been playing duel links, so why not make that possible. I'll be making the next generation duel disk. Aladdin most easiest out of closest cosplay and the tiktoks, too. Razor from Swat Kats. I grew up 90s watching the show. The theme itself is epic. Cosplay project making the weapons, clothes, all the gear. Lance from Pokémon I wore the outfit gonna upgrade it. Flynn rider from Tangled. Which I'm working which Disney Characters suits me. Wes, Pokémon Colosseium which I've previously worn, but gonna upgrade the outfit. Fox Mc Cloud definitely need an upgrade for the boots, Vizor (scouter), blaster. Almight from my Hero Academia. I have Hulu so I can watch it. Any other recommendations to pass on the time with 2021 next year. There's some cosplay meet ups for next spring,, that I'll keep an eye out. Cause next year i wanna help out cosplay community during this pandemic. As much i wanna do more stuff outside.. Cause that's my goal. Any new cosplays you guy want me to do. It can be in my suggestion box. There you have it. #cosplaynextyear, #njcosplayer, #motivated, #cosplayeroninstagram, #nextyear2021, #alltroopsdeployed, #firstlook, #previewtrailer, (at Waldwick, New Jersey) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJT3BGwDb9p/?igshid=1v4vt2xc1poa6

[gradiivus]

Childhood/Adolescence HCs

// Just some things I’ve been thinking about and thought I should finally dump somewhere.

Camus was named after a mythological folk hero with a landmark near his village. Supposedly the Camus of Lore was so strong and so exceptional that he climbed to the top of the mountains one day, hammered on a tree stump, and single-handedly created a landslide so massive that it blocked the invading pirates from coming any farther inland. It’s all just ancient storytelling, of course, passed down by word-of-mouth for ages.

I’ve mentioned briefly that Grustian commoners are mostly crofters, and the “villages” aren’t closely built houses so much as they are clusters of farms within riding distance of each other. The plots of land are owned by the nobles who (generally) live in the capital, and the primary purpose of these crofts is to produce food and materials to sustain Grust’s military. Camus’ family lived and worked on one in eastern Grust.

His household consisted of his parents, his brother, his paternal uncle, and his uncle’s wife and three children.

Camus’ brother was older by about twelve years, so they never really spent time together. He was really more a distant figure than a sibling. His cousins were closer to his age, but two were girls and the only boy was deaf.

He developed and became known for having quite a work ethic (other crofters would even send letters to request his assistance whenever they needed an extra hand), but most people thought him mute. In reality, he simply never found a reason to speak, and that taciturnity followed him into adulthood.

Puberty hit him hard, and he shot up to 6′0″ by the time he was 13 years old, forcing his father to build an extension onto his bed after he complained of his feet getting cold at night. His voice had also deepened significantly, and it was easy for one to forget that he was still barely a teenager. His gangly, clumsy movements were the most telling, but that didn’t stop people from expecting a certain level of emotional maturity that he just didn’t have at the time.

He outgrew everyone in his family, and while there had been hints before, it became more than a little obvious into his teenage years that his father was not his biological one. He always thought that might be the case, but it never bothered him too much. His mother would never give him a clear answer.

His mother would recite fairy tales and other stories every night, and Camus grew to be quite fond of them. These influenced the image he eventually created for himself when he joined the Grustian military. He wanted to be what he perceived to be the “knight in shining armor” of those stories and took the code of chivalry far more seriously than any of his fellow squires. In fact, they teased him for trying to be something he wasn’t, but instead of dropping the practice, he simply distanced himself from them. Eventually it became a highly integrated part of his personality.

Every year, teenagers were welcomed to apply to join the Grustian military. A scouter actually invited Camus to join, and he certainly showed promise from the get-go, but he still spent the first few years as a common foot soldier before eventually catching the eye of the former general of the Sable Order.