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[definitelynotshouting]

random question for no particular reason at all do you happen to have a colored ref for your watcher designs or is this the appropriate palate to use or would one simply wing it.... for no reason in particular

AY??? 👀👀👀👀

I dont have like an Official Swatch or anything but my friend @corvidaearts did make this recently, which includes the colours i consider more or less canon for him:

[scenteddelusion5]

A Daring Creature - Part 4

Zestial x fem reader angel

Note: I at first wanted it to ba a longer chapter but I like the way it ended right here. I felt adding to it would make the sweet moment, like, POP less. If that makes sense?

Word count: 1462

PART 1 - PART 2 - PART 3 - PART 4

Two months went by, every other day did Zestial take Y/n out to explore the pride ring. The two grew closer and closer, he got enamoured by her antics and she started to appreciate his calm and stoic personality, even though she also liked to rile the demon up sometimes.

The new cloaked stranger that was always with Zestial did not go unnoticed by the masses. Demons either were too afraid to get involved or wanted to know everything about the girl, the latter of which were mostly fellow overlords.

It started to become more and more difficult to keep Y/n away from people like Alastor and Vox, avoiding them became a daily struggle. Zestial almost wanted to keep Y/n inside for a few weeks so the fuss would die out but after seeing how her face immediately lost her shine and became saddened, he scratched that idea. And thus they continued the hide-and-seek game.

And Zestial had to admit, he was pretty good at it. That was until one day the two were walking down the street and saw Alastor walking around the corner. Without a second to think, Zestial turned to two around to walk the other way, only to see Vox and Valentino on the other side.

He quickly grabbed Y/n by the arm and dug into an alleyway. If he remembered it correctly, he was pretty sure there was a backway entrance to Carmine's home there. Finding the door, they swiftly made their way inside without the overlords seeing them.

"I'm getting sick of having the hide every time we see one of them," Y/n complained, "I wish they would just leave me alone."

"I understand, however, we can not afford one of those finding out thy secret." Zestial straightened his own cloak.

"Zestial?" Carmilla walked into the little hallway. "It isn't like you to visit unannounced."

"Mine own deepest apologies Carmilla," Zestial greeted his old friend, "it was an emergency."

"I see." She looked Y/n up and down again, a hint of disapproval could be found in her stare. "Come in, now that you're here I would like to discuss something with you."

Y/n was about to follow the two overlords into another room, when Carmilla stopped her.

"I would like to discuss this alone." Her tone changed from disapproving to downright hostile. "Sit still and stay here, do you think you can accomplish it this time or should I call in someone to watch you like a pet?"

"I'll be fine," Y/n answered while gritting her teeth.

As soon as the two overlords made it to the office, Zestial gave the woman a glare. "Yond wast uncalled for Carmilla."

"It is true. You've been prancing this girl around town like a pet, showing everyone one of your weak links and for what?" She questioned, "we both know there would be easier and safer ways to go about holding up your end of the deal."

"I hast mine own reasons for doing this," he argued back.

"What reasons? Because of your deal you can ask anything of this girl, there is no need to butter up to her so she'll agree to spy on the heavens for you. She'll HAVE to agree!" She took a few breaths to calm down. "As long as you haven't decided why you are doing all this, I can't support you. I won't do anything against you but I can't risk my people's and my safety for a plan you yourself may sabotage."

"Carmilla, I greatly appreciateth thy concern and opinion, however, this is the way I hath chosen to handle mine own planeth." Zestial stood up and made his way to the door. "So thee and I shall not beest meeting eachoth'r for a some timeth."

"Unfortunately yes," the other overlord agreed.

Y/n had been sitting on a small chair in the hallway, brooding. How dare that bitchy overlord woman call her a pet? Who does she think she is? It's true that Carmilla was smart, strong, powerful and a badass business woman... But still, she couldn't just talk to others that way! ....Or maybe she could? Y/n was in hell after all, things like equality and basic respect for others didn't exist here, something Zestial had shielded her from.

Such thoughts plagued the angel's mind

If he had been walking through the streets with Carmilla, all if this wouldn't be happening... Imagining Zestial and the other overlord walking around, laughing, going on outings, it twisted Y/n's stomach. It was the unfamiliar, sickening feeling of jealousy.

That's when Zestial appeared back in the hallway with a scowl on his face, one Y/n had been able to draw out many times with her stunts. However, unlike before, she felt something heavy on her heart.

"Alloweth us wend." Zestial didn't give her glance as left the building, assuming the angel would follow him, which she did.

The two walked the streets in silence. Before Y/n had wanted to propose going to that lovely park with the flowers again but she was afraid their moods would just sour the good memories she had there. Instead she just looked down at the pavement and wandered behind Zestial aimlessly.

The overlord was barely paying attention to where he was going. All he could focus on were Carmilla's words ringing in his ears. It's true that all of this could be done easier but going around town with y/n was a good way to build up trust and a relationship with her. That he needed because, well because...

He needed it. He decided, not letting himself ponder further on the subject, too afraid of what he would find. Instead he noticed the unusual lack of disruption from the angel.

Looking back, he noticed Y/n. She was looking sad, hiding under the cloak and big hood. Zestial could barely see the girl's face. Had Carmilla's comment really bothered her so?

"Doth not beest bothered, Y/N," he spoke up, "I doth not bethink of thee as a pet. Carmilla was simply trying to behold out for me and becameth a did bite too hostile towards thee in the processeth."

"So, you aren't mad at me?" She asked in almost a whisper.

"I couldst never be angry with thee."

Y/n's face lightened up after hearing that. "Really? That's a very dangerous statement you just made there," she taunted.

"I am sure." Zestial had a small but sincere smile on his face. "I doth not maketh false statements."

"Alright then mister tall, dark and spidery, I'm taking your hat!" She jumped up and tried to grab his hat but was unable to reach it.

"Absolutely not." Zestial commented as Y/n made several more attempts to reach it, all of which the overlord was able to avoid.

"What's with the stern tone? I thought you just said you would never get mad at me?" She smirked.

It was truly a sight to behold, first the two were almost dancing around each other as the anger was trying to steal his hat and now she was on her tippy toes staring up at him. The sight made Zestial's heart beat faster.

"No one hast did dare to challenge me in such ways thee doth." Zestial blushed slightly. "Thou art a truly daring creature, Y/n."

"It's called banter." Y/n was swiftly able to snatch the hat off as the overlord had put his guard down.

"Banter?"

"Yes, banter." The angel was adjusting the hat, fiddling with the hem and turning it slightly. "Maybe you should buy a dictionary."

Zestial chuckled at the way his hat was clearly too big for her. "I owneth enough dictionaries."

"A modern one, I mean."

"Anon, thou art very much pushing it."

Having noticed how tired Y/n was, the overlord decided to bring her back home. They had a long day and he had to work on a few of his papers again. Zestial had to admit, he had been neglecting his duties a bit.

Zestial was sitting in his office. The old clock on the wall read 3 am. It had been a while since he had to work this late but it was the price he had to pay for his daytime outings. It did give him time to reflect on the eventful day.

"Edward." The overlord called upon his contractee.

The small demon appeared immediately. "Yes, sir?"

"How is Y/n faring?"

"She ate well and is now sound asleep," he reported, "would you like me to wake her up?"

"Alloweth her to sleep" Zestial sighed, "prithee wend out and buyeth a dictionary for me."

"A dictionary?" Edward mumbled to himself. "A particular preference? I heard the Store for Old Books and Testaments has acquired an old dictionary."

"No, I wanteth a modern one."

"A mode-"

"Yes."

"I'll see to it sir."

Part 5 - unfinished

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[snakegorl212006]

Journey begins

You awaken by a thump. Your googling eyes widen only to meet the wooden walls. You sigh as the thumping could’ve been some rock outside of the carriage. You gaze out the window board at the sight of the trees. “Are you awake you highness” a voice spoke once again surprising you. You whipped your head around to see a well dressed man with a raven mask and a top mask. His cape was adorned by feathers. He smiled kindly “Forgive my intrusion. I understand you must be exhausted. It is a long ways away from the kingdom of the royal swords and Ramshackle but I must ask if you can do me a favor. I swear you will be rewarded generously” the crow asked “you ask for a favor yet i know not of your name” you replied still stunned from his quiet entrance “Ah right where are my manors. You may call me Crowley, your highness. I’m king of Night raven. ” He introduce “well.. Crowely. What is this favor you wish for me to do” You asked “simply. The creatures are out of control.They don’t listen to reason as of late.” Crowely stated “the kingdoms grow more impatient and i don’t have any answers on why everything is in chaos.” he sighs “what do you want me to do about it” you asked “simple go check it out and solve the problem if needed then report back to me from here” he explained as he gives me a mirror “I don’t have magic” I explained “oh i see. This makes things harder now. Well just report using someone else's magic. I’m counting on you your highness,help save night raven” Crowly smiles before teleporting off again. Once he was gone the mirror lit up and showed directions to the castle within the queendom of roses, the region you're in at the moment. Lucky for that bird your first stop is in the capital. You place the mirror around your neck using a piece of string you happened to have. The rest of the ride was calm and you managed to go to your destination safely. The kingdom is bustling with people as busy as most major cities. You place your hoodie up and stroll through the town listening to the latest gossip. Nothing of importance to you. That is until you saw a crowd “A fire!? That’s horrible” a women spoke “who ever tarnish those lands my already have lost there heads… if the queen hasn't gotten to them” a man adds. Drawn to the chatter you merge yourself though the crowd to see the new board were at the bottom were papers of current events and additional rules being added by the parliament here. The headline read “red fires within red roses.” you took a page and skimmed through the first chapters

Three days ago, fires rag'd the did rise f'rest, coequal spreading to the queen’s precious did rise hedges. ”this violation of ruleth 300 is unexceptable!!!” the lady states in h'r addresseth inrage on what hast hath happened to h'r precious landeth the queen hath sent f'rth a reward f'r anyone who is't couldst catcheth these criminals so they’ll beest putteth to justice by the queen h'rself

“With how high people speak of the queen, why has no one offered to find these people” you wondered “the Rose woods of Heartslabyul recently has a surge of monsters as of late” a voice spoke. You look to see a young man with orange hair and a diamond on his cheek underneath his eye “the fires triggered some after effects and enraged the guardian on those lands. Anyone who enters to investigate never returned” He adds “You must be new sense it’s common knowledge here” he smiled “oh umm ya. I just came off of a ride. I’m (y/n)” you introduced “Cater diamond, that’s my company's newspaper you’re holding” Cater replied “oh did you make this yourself” You asked “no just provide the info. What’s got an outsider so interested in our case” Cater asked “well I just felt like I needed to provide aid. Like the stories, if everyone is scared of these lands and someone has to solve the problem.Why not be the one who solves the problem ya’ know” you replied which made the young reporter think “I guess so. I hope you’re a person of your word” He winks “well I didn’t mean to trouble you, I shall be on my way. Any lead is a good one these days” Cater stated before leaving. ��The forest has to be the rout of the problem so might as well check it out there first’ you thought. Using this revelation you made your way out of the crowd and towards the woods. On the way you spot something in the alleyway.there in the alley was a cat creature. Weak and hungry. Feeling pitiful for the creature, you stopped by the local market and bought a fish to bring for the cat. When you made it back to the location,with the cat still laying there, you presented the fish to him. The cat sprung up and snatched the fish from your grasp “thank you human” he spoke which shocked you “a talking cat” you exclaimed “a cat!? DO i LOOk like a cat to you” He huffed. Upon closer inspection this ‘cat’ has flames for ears and a tail with scales all over with a blue flame on the tip. Other then that, he looks like a average cat “kinda..” you mumbled “what is your name anyways” you asked “the greatest and most gifted mage grim, now who are you? I never seen a thing like you before. Are you a elf” grim asked as he walked around you (“y/n) of the (l/n) family. I’m (prince/princess/random royalty status) of ramshackle” you replied which made his eyes widen “You!? Well if you feel extra civerish can i accompany you” grim asked sweetly “and why would you want to tang along with me” you asked “i mean you and I would be great partners so, what do you say”

[nubsneos]

Some non-human centric pronouns on request.

If it's unclear what a pronoun says or is based on, ask in reblogs or comments and I'll do my best to get back to you. Most words or based were found on Wiktionary.

Non-human:

co/cor/corru/corrupt/corruptself or corruption

ny/nyc/nycto/nyctos/nyctoself - derived from night

err/error/errors/errors/errorself

cre/create/creature/creatuir/creatureself or chreatuir

bel/belua/beluine/beluinas/belluine or beluaself - derived from beast

bi/bist/beest/beasts/beastself

kle/klau/klawe/klawo/klawself - derived from claw

ither/uther/ather/anther/anthraz or otherself - derived from other

phae/phen/phaeno/phaenom/phenself or phenomenon

fre/frek/freke/freak/freakself or freaky

fon/feng/fang/fangz/fangself or fangzen - derived from fang and German counterpart

vac/vaco/vaccus/voccus/voself or vacself - derived from void

nul/nulle/nulli/nullus/nulself - derived from null

form/forme/morph/morphe/formself or morself - derived from form/lifeform

mon/moneo/monstro/monstrum/monself or monstrous

cry/cryp/crypt/cryptid/cryptself

kry/kryp/krupto/kruptos/krypself - derived from cryptid

lyf/lyve/lyven/lyves/lyfself - derived from life/lifeform

[sad-little-monkey]

Verily, I must lament, oh ignoble champions, that ye hast been led astray. Ye beest not here to triumph o'er yon dragon, nor hast ye been summoned by the authority ye assumest, although, I must confess, ye hast indeed been summoned. All of ye hast been lured into this treacherous realm, a snare of deceit and despair. 'Tis a labyrinth sans escape, a maze devoid of prize. Yet, ye remain unaware of thine entrapment, blinded by thine own guile.

Enflamed by an insatiable yearning for renown, ye dost find yerselves ensnared within a ceaseless cycle, pursuin' the mere semblance of triumph. The echoes of yon dragon's roar misleadeth thee, temptin'ly near yet f'rever beyond thy grasp. Lo, ye shall ne'er attain it, none among ye shall. Hither lieth the wretched terminus of thy tale, where tragedy doth cast its somber pall.

And to thee, my valiant warriors, who hast stumbled upon this quest not meant for thine ilk, although a path to freedom did await, methinks it be not thy yearning. I do sense that thou art in the very place thou wishest to be. Yea, I, too, shall tarry in this cursed abode. I am nigh, ever watchful and near.

This realm shall fade into oblivion, lost to the annals of memory, and with it this dire calamity can finally wane. May the anguish of bygone sorrows be extinguished, and may hope's radiant light guide us towards a future adorned with redemption's golden glory.

To thee, creatures of shadow ensnared within these winding corridors, I beseech thee, abandon thine interminable hunt. Surrender thy spirits, for they be not rightfully thine to possess. For the majority, I hold faith that tranquility — perchance even redemption — doth await thee once the mists of tumult disperse. Alas, for one amongst thy ranks, the abyssal pit of damnation yawneth, eager to engulf thine infernal soul. Delay not; Beelzebub groweth impatient.

Mine own daughter, if thou canst hear these words, I had foreseen thy return. 'Tis thy very essence to safeguard the innocent. I beg thy forgiveness for that accursed day, when thou wert forsaken and left to wither away, bereft of the loving embrace thou hadst bestowed upon others. Ah, the tragedy that hath befallen thee. I should have known thou wouldst not meekly dissolve into the shadows, for thou art not one to vanish without struggle. Nay, not my daughter.

I did falter in my endeavor to rescue thee afore, yet permit me now to deliver thee from peril. The hour hath come for thee to discover solace, both for thine own self and for the souls cradled within thy gentle embrace. This chapter draweth to its mournful close, bidding us all a sorrowful adieu

[lushscreamqueen]

The Rocky Horror Picture Showeth Shakespearian English version. - by Lushscreamqueen

The Rocky Horror Picture Showeth

Shakespearian English version. - 2018

(SONG) SCIENCE FICTION DOUBLETH FAVOUR

Usherette: Michael Rennie wast ill

The Day the Earth did stand Still

But he did tell us whence we standeth.

And Flash Gordon wast thither

In silver underwear,

Claude Rains wast the eyeless sir.

Then something did wend wrong

For Fay Wray and King Kong;

They did get did do catch in a celluloid jam.

Then at a deadly pace 't did do cometh From Outer Space. And this is how the message did runneth:

Chorus: Science fiction, doubleth favour

leech X wilt buildeth a creature.

See androids fighting Brad and Janet

Anne Francis stars in Forbidden Planet

Wo Oh Oh Oh Oh

At the late night, doubleth favour, picture showeth.

Usherette: I did knoweth Leo G. Carrol wast ov'r a barrel at which hour Tarantula did take to the hills.

And I very much did get hot

at which hour I did see Jeanette Scott

mortal arbitrament a triffid yond spits poison and kills.

Dana Andrews did do sayeth Prunes

did giveth him the runes

And passing those folk did use lots of arts.

But at which hour Worlds Collide,

did do sayeth George Powell to his bride,

"I'm gonna giveth thou some lacking valor thrills, Like a.

Chorus: Science fiction, doubleth favour

Leech X wilt buildeth a creature.

See androids fighting Brad and Janet

Anne Francis stars in Forbidden Planet

Wo Oh Oh Oh Oh

At the late night, doubleth favour, picture showeth.

I wisheh to wend Oh Oh Oh

To the late night doubleth favour picture showeth

By RKO, Oh Oh Oh

To the late night doubleth favour picture showeth

In the back row,

Oh Oh Oh To the late night, doubleth favour,

Picture showeth….

~~~

Dentonian: H're those gents cometh! Photographeth'r: alloweth's receiveth a picture. Closeth togeth'r anon. The folks and then the grandparents. Aye, all the closeth family. Ahhh, holdeth yond. quite quaint. And. smileth! congratulations!

Ralph: I guesseth we finally didst t, I understand you not.

Brad: I bethink not th're's any doubteth about yond. Thee and Betty has't been almost inseparable since thee hath met in Leech Scott's refresh'r courses.

Ralph: Well to bid thee the sooth, Brad, yond's the only reasoneth i hath shown up in the first lodging.

Betty: O. K. thee guys, this is't.

Ralph: Well Betty's going to throweth the bouquet.

Janet: I did get t! I did get t!

Ralph: Ho big fella, looks liketh t couldst beest thy turneth next, eh?

Brad: Who is't knoweth.

Ralph: Well, so longeth, seeth thee Brad. Guesseth we bett'r receiveth going anon Betty. Cometh on, hopeth in. Seeth ya, Brad!

Janet: Oh Brad, wasn't t wond'rful? didn't Betty behold radiantly quite quaint? I can't believeth t. An hour ago the lady wast just plain fusty Betty Munroe and anon. anon the lady's Mrs. Ralph Hapschatt.

Brad: Aye Janet, Ralph's a lucky Sir.

Janet: Aye.

Dentonian Wench: I at each moment caterwauling at weddings.

Brad: Uh, ev'ryone knoweth yond Betty is a wond'rful dram cook.

Janet: Aye.

Brad: Wherefore Ralph himself, that gent'll beest in line f'r a promotion in a year 'r two.

Janet: Aye.

Brad: Ho Janet.

Janet: Aye brad?

Brad: I've did get something to sayeth.

Janet: Uh i understand you not.

Brad: I very much loveth the. skilful way. Thee did beat the oth'r girls, to the bride's bouquet.

Janet: Oh Brad.

(SONG) ALAS’T JANET..

Brad: The riv'r wast deep but I did swim t. (Janet)

The future is ours so alloweth's planeth t. (Janet)

So prithee, bid not me to can t. (Janet)

I've one thing to sayeth and yond's dammit, Janet i loveth thee.

The road wast longeth but i ranneth t. (Janet)

Th're's a fireth in mine own heart and thee fan t. (Janet)

If 't be true th're's one daw f'r thee then I am t. (Janet)

I've one thing to sayeth and yond's

Alas’t Janet I loveth thee.

H're's a ringeth to proveth yond I'm nay jok'r.

Th're's three ways yond loveth can groweth.

Yond's valorous, lacking valor, 'r mediocre.

Oh, J-a-n-e-t I loveth thee so.

Janet: Oh, t's nic'r than Betty Munroe hadst. (oh Brad)

Anon we're engag'd and I'm so fain (oh Brad)

Yond thee hath met mother and thee knoweth father. (oh Brad)

I've one thing to sayeth and yond's Brad,

I'm nimble-footed, f'r thee too.

Oh Brad.

Brad: Oh. Alas 't !

Janet: I'm nimble-footed.

Brad: Oh, Janet.

Janet: F'r thee.

Brad: I loveth thee too

Brad & Janet: Thither's one thing did leave to doth - ah - oo.

Brad: And yond's wend see the sir

who is't did do beginneth 't. (Janet)

At which hour we did meet in his science exam - 't (Janet)

did maketh me giveth thou the eye and then panic. (Janet)

Anon I've one thing to declare and yond's,

Alas ‘t Janet,

I love thou.

Alas ‘t Janet.

Janet: Oh Brad, I'm nimble-footed.

Brad: Alas’t, Janet.

Brad & Janet: I love thou.

~~~

Narrator: I would like, ah, if 't be true I may, . To taketh thou on a strange journey. 't did seem a fairly ordinary night at which hour Brad Majors and his fiancee Janet Weiss, two young, ordinary, healthy kids, didst leave Denton yond late November evening, to visit a Leech, Everett Scott, ex-tutor, and anon cater-cousin to both of those folk. 't's true thither wast dark storm clouds, heavy, black, and pendulous, towards which they wast embarking.

'T's true, eke, yond the spare Wheel they wast carrying wast badly in needeth of some repair, but, uh, they being ingraft kids and, on a night night out.

Well, they wast not going to did let a storm spoil the events of their evening, wast they?

On a night out. 't wast a night out they wast going to recall. For a very long time.

~~~

Janet: Gosh, yond's the third carriage yond's did pass us. They sure doth taketh their liveth in their hands, what with the weather and all.

Brad: Ay, life's quaint vile to yond type.

Janet: Oh.. What's the matter, Brad ladybird?

Brad: Hmmm. We wilt hast taken the wrong fork a few miles back.

Janet: Oh, but whence did do yond carriage cometh from?

Brad: Hmmm. Well I guess we'll just hast to turn back.

Janet: Oh! What wast yond bang?

Brad: We wilt hast a breaketh. ALAS ‘T ! I did knoweth I shouldst hast gotten yond spare wheel did fix. Well, thou just stayeth hither keepeth warm and I'll wend for holp.

Janet: But whence wilt thou wend in the middle of nowhere?

Brad: Didn't we passeth a castle back down the road a few miles? Haply they hast a Messenger I couldst did lie-to.

Janet: I'm going with thou.

Brad: Oh, nay, ladybird, thither's nay sense in both of us getting did wet.

Janet: I'm coming with thou! Besides ladybird, the owner of yond messenger might beest a quite quaint mistress, and thou might nev'r cometh back again.

Brad: Heh, heh, heh, heh.

(SONG) OV’R AT THE FRANKENSTEIN LODGING

Janet: In the velvet darkness, Of the blackest night, Burning bright, thither's a guiding star. Nay matter what or who is't thou art.

Brad & Janet: Thither's a light.

Chorus: Ov'r at the Frankenstein lodging.

Brad & Janet: Thither's a light.

Chorus: Burning in the fireplace.

Brad & Janet: Thither's a light, light in the darkness of everybody's life.

Riff Raff: The darkness wilt wend down the river of night's dreaming. Flow morphia slow, did let the travelling lamp and light cometh streaming Into mine life. Into mine life.

Brad & Janet: Thither's a light.

Chorus: Ov'r at the Frankenstein lodging.

Brad & Janet: thither's a light.

Chorus: Burning in the fireplace. Thither's a light, a light

Brad & Janet: In the darkness of everybody's life.

Brad: I can see the flag fly I can see the rain Just the same, thither hath did get to beest Something better hither for thou and me.

~~~

Narrator: And so, 't did seem yond fortune did has't did smile on Brad and Janet and yond they did has't did find the assistance yond their plight required.. Or did has't they?

Janet: Brad, did shalt we wend back, I'm bitter cold and I'm gasted.

Brad: Just a moment Janet, they might hast a messenger .

Riff Raff: Valorous morrow to thee, sir.

Brad: Good morrow! Mine name is Brad Majors, and this is mine fiancee, Janet Weiss. I wonder if 't be true thou couldst holp us. Thou see, our carriage did do break down a few miles up the road. Doth thou hast a messenger we might did lie-to?

Riff Raff: Thou're did wet.

Janet: Ay - 't's raining.

Brad: Ay.

Riff Raff: Ay. I bethink haply thou better both cometh inside

Janet: Thou're too kind… Oh Brad, I'm gasted. What kind of a lodging is this?

Brad: Oh, 't's belike some kind of hunting lodge for rich weirdos.

Janet: Oh.

Riff Raff: This way.

Janet: Art thou having a party?

Riff Raff: thou've arrived on a rather special night. 't's one of the master's affairs.

Janet: Oh, lucky him.

Magenta: Thou're lucky, he's lucky, I'm lucky, we're all lucky! Ha ha ha.

(SONG) THE TIME WARP

Riff Raff: 't's astounding; Time is fleeting; Madness doth take its toll. But hark closely.

Magenta: Not for very much longer.

Riff Raff: I've did get to keepeth control. I recall doing the time-warp Drinking those moments at which hour The blackness would did hit me

Riff & Magenta: And a void would beest calling.

Transylvanians: did shalt we doth the time-warp again. Did shalt we doth the time-warp again.

Narrator: 't's just a jump to the did leave.

All: And then a grise to the right.

Narrator: With thy hands on thy hips.

All: thou endue thy hams in tight.

But 't's the pelvic did thrust

yond very much drives thou insane.

Did shalt we doth the time-warp again.

Did shalt we doth the time-warp again.

Magenta: 't's so dreamy,

Oh figure free me.

So thou can't see me,

Nay, not at all.

In another dimension,

with voyeuristic intention,

Well secluded, I see all.

Riff Raff: With a did bite of a mind flip

Magenta: Thou're into the time slip.

Riff Raff: And nothing can ever beest the same.

Magenta: Thou're spaced out on sensation.

Riff Raff: Like thou're under sedation.

All: Did shalt we doth the time-warp again. Did shalt we doth the time-warp again.

Columbia: Well I wast walking down the street

just a-having a bethink

at which hour this snake of a guy

did giveth me an evil wink.

He did shake me up, he did take me by hoyday

He did has't a pickup cart,

and the flibbertigibbet's eyes.

He did stare at me and I did feel a changeth.

Time did mean nothing, nev'r would again.

All: Did shalt we doth the time-warp again

Did shalt we doth the time-warp again.

Narrator: 'T's just a jump to the did leave!

All: And then a grise to the right.

Narrator: With thy hands on thy hips.

All: Thou endue thy hams in tight.

But 't's the pelvic did thrust

yond very much drives thou insane.

Did shalt we doth the time-warp again.

Did shalt we doth the time-warp again.

Narrator: 'T's just a jump to the did leave!

All: And then a grise to the right.

Narrator: With thy hands on thy hips.

All: Thou endue thy hams in tight.

But 't's the pelvic did thrust

yond very much drives thou insane.

Did shalt we doth the time-warp again.

Did shalt we doth the time-warp again.

Janet: Brad, declare something.

Brad: Declare, doth any of thou guys wot how to Madison?

Janet: Brad, prithee, did shalt we receiveth out of hither.

Brad: For God's sake keepeth a grip on yourself Janet.

Janet: But 't. 't seemeth so unhealthy hither.

Brad: 'T's just a party, Janet.

Janet: Well - I wanteth to wend.

Brad: Well we can't wend anywhere until I receiveth to a messenger.

Janet: Well then asketh the butler or someone.

Brad: Just a moment, Janet - we don't wanteth to interfere with their celebration.

Janet: This isn't the Junior Cubiculo of Commerce, Brad.

Brad: They're belike foreigners with ways different than our own. They may doth some moo. Folk dancing.

Janet: Behold, I'm bitter cold, I'm did wet, and I'm just plain gasted!

Brad: I'm hither - thither's nothing to worry about.

(SONG) SWEET TRANSVESTITE

Frank: How doth thou doth,

I See thou've did meet mine Faithful handyman.

He's just a dram did do bring down

Because at which hour thou knapped

He did do bethink thou wast the candyman.

Don't receiveth did string out by the way I behold.

Don't judge a booketh by its covereth.

I'm not much of a sir by the light of day

But by night I'm one hell of a lover.

I'm just a sweet transvestite

From Transsexual, Transylvania.

Did let me bewray thou 'round

Haply playeth thou a sound.

Thou behold like thou're both quaint groovy.

Or if 't be true thou wanteth something visual

Yond's not too abysmal,

We couldst taketh in an corky Steve Reeves tale.

Brad: I'm fain we did do catch thou at home,

couldst we did lie-to thy messenger?

We're both in a did bite of a hie.

Janet: Right.

Brad: We'll just declare whence we art,

Then wend back to the cart.

We don't wanteth to beest any worry.

Frank: Well thou did get did do catch with a champain,

well, how 'bout yond?

Well, babies, don't thou panic.

By the light of the night

't'll all seemeth valorous now.

I'll receiveth thou a satanic mechanical.

I'm just a sweet transvestite

From Transsexual, Transylvania.

Wherefore don't thou stayeth for the night?

Riff Raff: Night.

Frank: Or haply a bite?

Columbia: Bite.

Frank: I couldst bewray thou mine minion obsession. I've been making a sir With blond hair and a tan

And he's valorous for relieving mine.

Tension I'm just a sweet transvestite

From Transsexual, Transylvania.

Did hit 't, did hit 't!

I'm just a sweet transvestite

Frank, Columbia, Riff Raff, Magenta: Sweet transvestite

Frank: From Transsexual,

Columbia, Riff Raff, Magenta: Transylvania.

Frank: So - cometh up to the lab,

And see what's on the slab.

I see thou shiver with antici --- pation.

But haply the rain

Is very much to censure.

So I'll remove the cause.

But not the symptom.

Janet: Oh! Brad!

Brad: 't's valorous now Janet. We'll playeth 'long for anon and dismount the aces at which hour the time is right.

Columbia: Oh, but soft, but soft! 't's too nice a job to drive.

Brad: good morrow, mine name is Brad Majors, and this is mine fiancee, Janet Weiss; ah. Thou art?

Columbia: thou're very lucky to beest did invite up to Frank's laboratory. Some people would giveth their right armeth for the privilege.

Brad: People like thou haply.

Columbia: Ha! I've seen 't.

Riff Raff: cometh 'long - the master doesn't like to beest did keep waiting.

Magenta: Shift 't!

Janet: Is he, um, Frank I cullionly - is he thy husband?

Riff Raff: The master is not yet did marry, nor doth I bethink he ever wilt beest. We art simply his meiny.

Janet: Oh.

Frank: Magenta, Columbia - wend assist Riff Raff. I wilt entertain. Uh i understandeth thee not i understandeth thee not.

Brad: Brad Majors. This is mine fiancee, Janet "Vice".

Janet: Weiss.

Brad: Weiss? Um.

Frank: Enchante. Well! How nice. And what charming underclothes thou both hast. But hither. Did put these on. They'll maketh thou feeleth less. Vulnerable. 't's not oft we taketh visitors hither, did let high-lone tender those folk. Hospitality.

Brad: Hospitality? All we did want to doth wast to did lie-to thy messenger, God alas ‘t, a reasonable request which thou've chosen to ignore!

Janet: Brad, don't beest ungrateful.

Brad: Ungrateful!

Frank: How forceful thou art, Brad. Such a perfect specimen of manhood. So. Dominant. Thou wilt beest awfully fustian of him, Janet.

Janet: Well, ay I am.

Frank: doth thou hast any tattoos,

Brad? Brad: forsooth not! Frank: Oh well. How about thou?

Janet: nay.

Riff Raff: Everything is in readiness, master. We merely await thy. Word.

Frank: Tonight, mine unconventional conventionists. Thou art about to witness a new breakthrough in biochemical research. And elysium is to beest mine! 't wast strange the way 't betid. Suddenly thou receiveth a breaketh. Whole pieces seemeth to fit into lodging, not a sign of being. What a daw! The answer wast thither all the time, 't did take a bawbling accident to maketh 't befall. AN ACCIDENT.

Magenta & Columbia: An accident!

Frank: And yond's how I did discover the secret, yond elusive ingredient, yond SPARK yond is the breath of life. Ay, I hast yond knowledge. I hold the secret. To life. Itself! Thou see, thou art fortunate for tonight is the night yond mine quite quaint creature is destined to beest BORN! Hoopla!.

Frank: Throweth ope the switches on the sonic oscillator. And grise the reactor power did input THREE moo POINTS!

Janet: Oh, Brad!

Brad: 'T's valorous now, Janet!

Frank: Oh! Rocky!

(SONG) BODKIN OF DAMOCLES

Rocky: The bodkin of Damocles is hanging ov'r mine mazzard,

And I've did get the humour someone's gonna beest cutting the thread.

Frank: Thou blinking clotpole!

Rocky: Oh, woe is me, mine life is a misery.

Oh, can't thou see, yond

I'm at the start of a quaint big downer.

I did wake up this morn

with a start at which hour

I did fall out of catch but a wink chamber.

All: yond ain't nay crime.

Rocky: And did leave from mine dreaming wast a humour of unnameable dread.

All: yond ain't nay crime.

Rocky: mine high is base,

I'm did dress up with nay lodging to wend.

And all I wot is

I'm at the start of a quaint big downer.

Frank: Oh, Rocky!

All: Sha-la-la-la yond ain't nay crime.

Rocky: Oh ho nay nay

All: Sha-la-la-la yond ain't nay crime.

Rocky: Oh ho nay nay

All: Sha-la-la-la yond ain't nay crime.

Rocky: Oh ho nay nay

Rocky: The bodkin of Damocles

is hanging ov'r mine mazzard.

Frank: Well, very much!

All: Yond ain't nay crime.

Rocky: And I've did get the humour

someone's going to beest cutting the thread.

All: Sha-la-la-la yond ain't nay crime.

Rocky: Oh, woe is me,

mine life is a mystery

And, can't thou see,

yond I'm at the start of a quaint big downer

All: Sha-la-la-la yond ain't nay crime.

Rocky: Oh nay nay nay.

All: Sha-la-la-la yond ain't nay crime.

Rocky: Oh nay nay nay.

All: Sha-la-la-la yond ain't nay crime,

Sha-la-la-la yond ain't nay crime,

Sha-la-la-la yond ain't nay crime,

Sha-la-la-la yond ain't nay crime,

Sha-la-la.

Frank: Well very much. Yond's nay way to behave on thy first day out.

Rocky: Fie fie

Frank: But since thou're such an exceptional beauty, I am did prepare to forgive thou.

Rocky: Fie fie

Frank: Oh, I just love success.

Riff Raff: He's a credit to thy genius, master.

Frank: ay.

Magenta: A triumph of thy wilt.

Frank: Ay.

Columbia: He's O.K.

Frank: O.K? O.K? I bethink we can doth better than yond. Humph! Well, Brad and Janet, what doth thou bethink of him?

Janet: Well, I don't like men with too many muscles.

Frank: I didn't maketh him FOR thou! He carries the Charles Atlas seal of approval.

(SONG) I CAN MAKETH THOU A SIR (part I)

Frank: A weakling weighing ninety-eight pounds

wilt receiveth sand in his visage

at which hour did kick to the did grind;

And lief in the gym with a did determine chin,

The did sweat from his pores as he worketh for his cause

wilt maketh him glisten. And gleam.

And with massage, and just a dram did bite of steam,

He'll beest pink and quite crisp

He'll beest a stout sir.

Oh honey.

Frank & Transylvanians: But the wrong sir.

Frank: He'll englut nutritious high protein.

And swallow raw eggs.

Tryeth to buildeth up his shoulders,

his chest, arms, and, forks.

Such an effort if 't be true

he only did knoweth of mine plan.

In just seven days.

Frank & Transylvanians: I can maketh thou a sir.

Frank: He'll doth press-ups, and chin-ups,

doth the snatch, crisp and jackanapes.

He thinkest dynamic tension wilt beest hard worketh.

Such strenuous living I just don't understandeth,

at which hour in just seven days, oh baby, .

I can maketh thou a sir.

Columbia: Eddie!

(SONG) HOT PATOOTIE (BLESS MINE SOUL)

Eddie: There's few or none will entertain

it betid to Saturday night,

at which hour thou did dress up sharp

and thou did feel valorous now?

'T don't seemeth the same since cosmic light

did do cometh into mine life,

I did do bethink I wast divine.

I did use to wend for a ride with a wench who is't'd wend,

And hark to the music on the mintrels showeth;

AN instrument wast blowin' in a rock 'n roll bewray.

Thou did climb in the back seat,

thou very much did has't a valorous time.

Hot patootie, bless mine soul,

I very much love yond rock 'n roll.

Hot patootie, bless mine soul,

I very much love yond rock 'n roll.

Hot patootie, bless mine soul,

I very much love yond rock 'n roll.

Hot patootie, bless mine soul,

I very much love yond rock 'n roll.

Mine mazzard did use to swim

from the civet I smelled.

Mine hands kind of fumbled

with that lady white plastic belt.

I'd gust that lady baby pink lipstick

and yond's at which hour I'd melt

And the lady'd whisper in mine ear

tonight the lady very much wast mine.

Receiveth back in front,

did put some hair oil on

Buddy Holly wast singing

his very last song.

With thy arms 'round thy wench

thou'd tryeth to sing 'long.

'T did feel quaint valorous.

Woo! Thou very much did has't a valorous time.

Hot patootie, bless mine soul,

I very much love yond rock 'n roll.

Hot patootie, bless mine soul,

I very much love yond rock 'n roll.

Hot patootie, bless mine soul,

I very much love yond rock 'n roll.

Hot patootie, bless mine soul,

I very much love yond rock 'n roll.

Frank: One from the vaults. …. Oh baby. Don't beest did upset. 't wast a mercy killing. He did has't a certain naive charm, but nay muscle. Oh!

(SONG) I CAN MAKETH THOU A SIR (part II)

Frank: But a deltoid and a bicep.

A hot groin and a tricep.

Maketh me, oooh, shake,

maketh me wanteth to taketh

Charles Atlas by the

Ha-ha-handeth.

Frank & Transylvanians: In just seven days I can maketh thou a sir.

Frank: I don't wanteth nay dissention, just dynamic tension.

Janet: I'm a muscle fan.

Frank: In just seven days,

I can maketh thou a sir

Dig 't if 't be true thou can

In just seven days,

I can maketh thou a sir.

Transylvanians: Frank and Rocky, rah-rah-rah!

Frank and Rocky, rah-rah-rah!

Frank and Rocky, rah-rah-rah!

Frank and Rocky, rah-rah-rah.

Narrator: Thither art those who is't declare yond life is an illusion, and yond reality is but a figment of the imagination. If 't be true this is so, then Brad and Janet art quite safe, . However, the sudden departure of their host. And his creation. Into the seclusion of his sombre bridal suite did has't did leave those folk humour both apprehensive and uneasy, a humour which did groweth as the other guests departed, and they wast shown to their separate cubiculos.

~~~

Janet: who is't is't? Who is't's thither?

Frank (Brad): 't's only me,

Janet. Janet: Oh, Brad ladybird, cometh in. Oh! Brad Oh. Ay, mine ladybird. But what if 't be true.

Frank (Brad): 'T's valorous now, Janet, everything's going to beest valorous now.

Janet: Oh, I desire so, mine ladybird. Oh. Ah. Ahh OHHH! Oh 't's thou!

Frank: I'm afraid so, Janet, but isn't 't nice.

Janet: Oh, thou beast, thou cockatrices. Oh what hast thou done with Brad?

Frank: Oh, well, nothing. Wherefore, doth thou bethink I shouldst?

Janet: thou fopped me.I wouldn't hast.I've nev'r. Nev'r.

Frank: ay, ay I wot, but 't isn't all lacking valor, is't? I bethink thou very much did find 't quite pleasurable.

Janet: Oh, cease.I cullionly holp. Brad Brad. Oh Brad!

Frank: Shhh. Brad's belike asleep by anon. Doth thou wanteth him to see thou like. This!

Janet: Like this. Like how! Oh, 't's thy fault. Thou're to censure. I wast saving myself.

Frank: Well, I'm sure thou're not did spend yet.

Janet: Gage thou did win't betoken Brad?

Frank: Cross mine heart and desire to kicketh the bucket.

~~~

Frank (Janet): Oh, Brad ladybird, 't's nay valorous hither. 't'll destroy us.

Brad: Don't worry Janet, we'll beest aroint from hither in the morn.

Frank (Janet): Oh, Brad thou're so stout and protective.

Brad: thou! Frank: I'm afraid so, Brad, but isn't 't nice.

Brad: wherefore thou! What hast thou done with Janet?

Frank: Nothing. Wherefore? Doth thou bethink I shouldst?

Brad: Thou fopped me, I wouldn't hast.I've nev'r nev'r. Nev'r.

Frank: Oh ay ay, I wot. But 't isn't all lacking valor, is't? Not yea half lacking valor, I bethink thou very much quite did enjoy 't.

Frank: Oh. So soft.

Brad: Cease 't. Cease 't. Oh Janet. JANET!

Frank: Shhh! Janet's belike asleep by anon, doth thou wanteth that lady to see thou. Like this!

Brad: Like this, like how? 't's thy fault, thou're to censure, I did do bethink 't wast the real thing!

Frank: Oh cometh on, Brad, admit 't, thou did like 't, didn't thou? Thither's nay crime in giving yourself ov'r to pleasure,

Brad. Oh Brad, thou've did waste so much time already. Janet needn't wot, I did win't betoken.

Brad: Well, gage thou did win't betoken.

Frank: On mine mother's graoouuuuuu.

Riff Raff: Master, Rocky hath broken his chains and did vanish. The new playmate is loose and somewhere on the grounds. Magenta hath just released. The dogs.

Frank: Mmmmm? Coming!

~~~

Janet: What's happening hither? Whence's Brad? Whence's anybody?

Oh, Brad. Brad, mine ladybird, how couldst I hast done this to thou? Oh, if 't be true only we hadn't did maketh this journey. If 't be true only the car hadn't broken down. Oh, if 't be true only we wast amongst cater-cousins. Or sane persons, Oh Brad, what hast they done with him. ….

…..Oh, Brad, Oh Brad-How couldst thou?

Rocky: Errrrrr

Janet: Oh, but thou're did hurt. Did do they doth this to thou? Hither, I'll dress thy wounds. Baby thither.

~~~

Narrator: Emotion, agitation or disturbance of the mind. Vehement or excited mental state. 't is eke a powerful and irrational master. And from what Magenta and Columbia eagerly did view on their television monitor thither did seem dram doubt yond Janet wast, marry, . Its slave.

Magenta and Columbia: betoken us about 't, Janet.

(SONG) TOUCH-A TOUCH-A TOUCH-A TOUCH ME

Janet: I wast humour done in,

couldn't winneth

I'd only ever did kiss 'ere.

Columbia: Thou cullionly the lady's.

Magenta: Uh Ha .

Janet: I did do bethink

thither's nay did lie-to getting

Into heavy petting

'T only leads to ado

And seat wetting.

Anon all I wanteth to wot

is how to wend.

I've did taste blood

and I wanteth moo.

Magenta and Columbia: Moo, moo, moo

Janet: I'll did put up nay resistance

I wanteth to stayeth the distance

I've did get an itch to scratch

I needeth assistance.

Toucha toucha toucha touch me

I wanteth to beest filthy

Thrill me, chill me, fulfil me

Creature of the night.

Then if 't be true aught grows,

while thou pose,

I'll oil thou up

and rubbeth thou down.

Magenta and Columbia: Down, down, down.

Janet: And yond's just one

bawbling fraction

of the main attraction.

Thou needeth a gentle handeth

and I needeth action.

Toucha toucha toucha touch me

I wanteth to beest filthy

Thrill me, chill me, fulfil me

Creature of the night.

Columbia: Toucha toucha toucha touch me

Magenta: I wanteth to beest filthy.

Columbia: Thrill me, chill me, fulfil me,

Magenta: Creature of the night.

Janet: Oh, toucha toucha toucha touch me,

I wanteth to beest filthy

Thrill me, chill me, fulfil me,

Creature of the night.

Rocky: Creature of the night

Brad: Creature of the night?

Frank: Creature of the night.

Magenta: Creature of the night.

Riff Raff: Creature of the night.

Columbia: Creature of the night.

Rocky: Creature of the night!

Janet: Creature of the night.

~~~

Riff Raff: Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Merrrrrcy!

Frank: How did do 't befall? I did understand thou wast to beest watching!

Riff Raff: I wast only aroint for a minute. Master.

Frank: Well, see if 't be true thou can findeth him on the monitor.

Riff Raff: Master, master. We hast a visitor.

Brad: Ho, Scotty!. Leech Everett Scott.

Riff Raff: Thou wot this earthling. Person?

Brad: I most forsooth doth! He happeneth to beest an corky cater-cousin of mine.

Frank: I see. So this wasn't simply a chance meeting. Thou did do cometh hither with a purpose.

Brad: I did tell thou, mine carriage did do break down. I wast telling the sooth.

Frank: I wot what thou did tell me. But this Leech Everett Scott, his name is not unknown to me.

Brad: He wast a science teacher at Denton High School.

Frank: And anon he worketh for thy government, doesn't he,

Brad? He's attached to the bureau of investigation of yond which thou clepe UFO's! Isn't yond right, Brad?

Brad: He might beest.I don't wot.

Riff Raff: The intruder is entering the building, Master.

Frank: He'll belike beest. In the Zen cubiculo. Shalt we inquire of him in person?

Brad: Most wondrous Scott!

Scott: Frank N Furter, we meeteth at last.

Brad: Leech Scott!

Scott: Brad! What art thou doing hither?

Frank: Don't playeth games Leech Scott. Thou wot perfectly well what Brad Majors is doing hither. 't wast part of thy plan, wast 't not? Yond he and his female shouldst check the layout for thou. Well, unfortunately for thou, all the plans art to beest did do change. I am adaptable, Leech Scott; I wot Brad is.

Scott: I can assure thou yond Brad's presence hither cometh as a complete hoyday to me. I did do cometh hither to findeth Eddie.

Brad: Eddie! I've seen him! Frank: Eddie! What doth thou wot of Eddie, Leech Scott?

Scott: I befall to wot a most wondrous deal about a lot of things. Thou see Eddie happeneth to beest mine nephew.

Brad: Leech Scott.

Janet: Ah!

Scott: Janet!

Janet: Leech Scott!

Brad: Janet!

Janet: Brad!

Frank: Rocky!

Scott: Janet!

Janet: Leech Scott!

Brad: Janet!

Janet: Brad!

Frank: Rocky!

Scott: Janet!

Janet: Leech Scott!

Brad: Janet!

Janet: Brad!

Frank: Rocky!

Frank: Hark.I did maketh thou. And I can breaketh thou just as easily.

Magenta: Master, dinner is did prepare!

Frank: Excellent. Under the circumstances, formal dress is to beest optional.

~~~

Narrator: Food hath at each moment did play a vital role in Life's rituals. The breaking of the bread, the last meal of the condemned sir, and anon, this meal. However informal 't might appeareth, thou can beest sure yond thither wast to beest very dram. Bon ami.

Frank: A toast. To absent cater-cousins.

All: To absent cater-cousins.

Frank: And Rocky. Joyous Birthday to thou, joyous Birthday to thou! Joyous Birthday lief Rocky…….. Shalt we?

Scott: We did do cometh hither to breaketh with Eddie.

Columbia: Eddie!

Frank: Yond's a rather tender subject. Another slice anyone?

Columbia: Fetch meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!.

Scott: I did knoweth he wast in with a lacking valor crowd, but 't wast worse than I did imagine. Aliens!

Rocky: Fie!

Brad & Janet: Leech Scott!

Frank: Wend on, Leech Scott. Or shouldst I declare Leech. Von Scott?

Brad: Just what jump art thou implying?

Scott: 't's valorous now!

Brad: But Leech Scott!

Scott: Yond's valorous now, Brad!

(Song) EDDIE

From the day he wast born

He wast ado.

He wast the thorn

In his mother's side.

The lady did tryeth in vain.

Narrator: But he nev'r did cause that lady nothing but shame.

Scott: He did leave home the day the lady did do kicketh the bucket.

From the day the lady wast gone

All he did want wast Rock 'n' Roll porn

And a mechanical horse.

Shooting up junk.

Narrator: He wast a base down vile dram punk!

Scott: Taking everyone for a ride.

All: at which hour Eddie did do sayeth

he didn't like his Teddy

thou did knoweth he wast

a nay-valorous peat.

But at which hour he threatened thy life

with a switch-blade bodkin

Frank: What a guy!

Janet: maketh thou caterwauling.

Scott: Und I did do.

Columbia: Everybody shoved him.

I very nearly did love him.

I did do sayeth, ho, hark to me;

stayeth sane inside insanity!

But he locked the door

and did throw aroint the key.

Scott: But he wilt hast been drawn

Into something,

Making him warn

Me in a note yond reads.

All: What's 't declare? What's 't declare?

Eddie's voice: I'm out of mine hed.

Oh, hie, or I may beest dead.

They mustn't carryeth out their evil deeds.

All: At which hour Eddie did do sayeth

he didn't like his Teddy

thou did knoweth he wast

a nay-valorous peat.

But at which hour he threatened thy life

with a switch-blade bodkin

Frank: What a guy!

Janet: maketh thou caterwauling.

Scott: Und I did do.

All: at which hour Eddie did do sayeth

he didn't like his Teddy

thou did knoweth he wast

a nay-valorous peat.

But at which hour he threatened thy life

with a switch-blade bodkin

Frank: What a guy!

Janet: Maketh thou caterwauling.

Scott: Und I did do.

Frank: Rocky! How couldst thou?

(SONG) WISE UP

FRANK: I'll betoken thou once;

I did win't betoken thou twice.

Thou'd better wise up, Janet Weiss.

Thy apple pie don't gust too nice.

Thou'd better wise up, Janet Weiss.

I've did did lie the seed;

'T shouldst beest all thou needeth.

Thou're as sensual as a pencil,

did wind up like an E or first string.

At which hour we did maketh 't, didja heareth a bell ring?

Ya gotta block?

Well, taketh mine counsel.

Thou better wise up, Janet Weiss.

The transducer wilt seduce ya.

Janet: Mine feet! I can't moveth mine feet!

Scott: Mine wheels! Mine God, I can't moveth mine wheels!

Brad: 't's as if 't be true we're glued to the spot!

Frank: thou art! So quake with fear, thou tiny daws!

Janet: We're did trap!

Frank: 't's something thou'll receiveth did use to.

A mental mind alas can beest nice.

Scott: Thou did win't findeth Earth people quite the easy mark thou imagine. This sonic transducer.'t is, I suppose, some kind of audio-vibrato- physio-molecular transport device?

Brad: Thou cullionly.

Scott: Ay, Brad, 't's something we ourselves hast been working on for quite some time. But 't seemeth our cater-cousin hither hath did find a means of perfecting 't. A device which is capable of breaking down solid matter and then projecting 't through space and, who is't knoweth, haply yea time. Itself!

Janet: Thou cullionly he's going to sendeth us to another planet?

Frank: Planet, shmanet, Janet!

Thou better wise up, Janet Weiss.

Thou better wise up, buildeth thy thighs up,

thou better wise up

Narrator: And then the lady did cry out.

Janet: Ceeeeeeeease!

Frank: Don't receiveth hot and flustered!

Did lie-to a did bite of mustard.

Brad: Thou're a hot dog,

but thou better not tryeth to did hurt

that lady, Frank Furter.

Scott: Thou're a hot dog,

but thou'd better not tryeth to did hurt

that lady, Frank Furter.

Janet: Thou're a hot dog …..

Columbia: Mine God! I can't standeth any moo of this! First thou spurn me for Eddie, and then thou throweth him off like an corky overcoat for Rocky! Thou cheweth people up and then thou spit those folk out again.I did love thou. Doth thou heareth me? I did love thou! And what did do 't receiveth me? Yeah, I'll betoken thou: a big nothing. Thou're like a sponge. Thou taketh, taketh, taketh, and drain others of their love and emotion. Yeah, well, I've did has't enow. Thou're gonna chooseth between me and Rocky, so named because of the rocks in his mazzard.

Frank: 'T's not easy having a valorous time. Yea smiling maketh mine visage ache. And mine children turn on me. Rocky's behaving just the way yond Eddie did do. Doth thou bethink I did maketh a misprision, splitting his brain between the two of those folk?

Magenta: Ahhhh! I groweth veary of this ordinary! At which hour shalt we returneth to Transylvania, i understandeth thee not?

Frank: Magenta, I am marry grateful to both thou and thy brother Riff Raff. Thou hast both served me well. Loyalty such as yours shalt not wend unrewarded. Thou wilt discover yond at which hour the humour doth take me, I can beest quite generous.

Magenta: I asketh for nothing. Nothing.

Frank: And thou shalt taketh 't. In abundance! Cometh, we art eft for the floor bewray!

~~~

Narrator: And so, by some extraordinary co-incidence, fate, 't did seem, did has't did do decide yond Brad and Janet shouldst keepeth yond appointment with their cater-cousin, Leech Everett Scott. But 't wast to beest in a situation which none of those folk would hast possibly foreseen. And, just a few hours after announcing their engagement, Brad and Janet did has't both did taste forbidden fruit. This in itself wast proof yond their host wast a sir of dram morals. And some persuasion. What further indignities wast they to beest subjected to? And what of the floor bewray yond is spoken of? In an exsufflicate house? In the middle of the night? What diabolical plan did has't been did shape by Frank's crazed imagination? What marry? From what did has't gone 'ere, 't wast clear yond this wast to beest nay picnic.

(SONG) DID RISE TINT MINE ORDINARY

Columbia: 't wast most wondrous at which hour 't

all did do beginneth.

I wast a regular Frankie fan.

But 't wast ov'r at which hour he did has't the plan

To start a-working on a muscle sir.

Anon the only thing yond gives me desire

Is mine love of a certain dope.

Did rise tints mine ordinary,

keeps me safe from mine ado and teen.

Rocky: I'm just seven hours corky,

And truly quite quaint to behold.

And somebody shouldst beest did tell

mine libido hasn't been did control.

Anon the only thing I've cometh to trust

Is an orgasmic drive of lust.

Did rise tints mine ordinary

and keeps me safe from mine ado and teen.

Brad: 't's beyond me;

holp me Mommy!

I'll beest valorous; thou'll see.

Taketh this dream aroint.

What's this? Did shalt we see,

I feeleth sexy!

What's cometh ov'r me?

Wo! Hither 't cometh again.

Janet: I feeleth released;

lacking valor times decease.

Mine confidence hath did increase;

reality is hither.

The game hath been disbanded.

Mine mind hath been did expand.

'T's a gas yond Frankie's did land!

His lust is so sincere.

(SONG) FANFARE/DON'T DREAM 'T

Frank: There's few or none will entertain

it betid to Fay Wray?

Yond delicate, satin-draped frame?

As 't did cling to that lady thigh

How I did start to caterwauling

'cause I did want to beest did dress

just the same.

Giveth yourself ov'r to absolute pleasure.

Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh.

Erotic conceit, beyond any measure

And sensual daydreams to treasure still.

Can't thou just see 't? Oh, oh, oh. Oh!

Don't dream 't, beest 't.

All: Don't dream 't, beest 't.

Scott: Ach! We've did get to receiveth out of this trap

'ere this decadence saps our wills.

I've did get to beest stout, and tryeth to hang on,

or else mine mind may well snap,

and mine life wilt beest did live. For the thrills!

Brad: 't's beyond me; holp me Mommy!

Janet: God bless Lili St. Cyr..

(SONG) WILD AND UNTAMED THING

Frank: Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine,

mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine.

Mine! I'm a wild and an untamed thing.

I'm a bee with a deadly sting.

Thou receiveth a did hit and thy mind goeth ping.

Thy heart'll thump and thy blood wilt sing.

So did let the party and the sounds rock on.

We're gonna shake 't 'till the life hath gone.

Did rise tint mine ordinary,

keepeth me safe from mine ado and teen.

All: We're a wild and an untamed thing.

We're bees with a deadly sting.

Thou receiveth a did hit and thy mind goeth ping.

Thy heart'll thump and thy blood wilt sing.

So did let the party and the sounds rock on.

We're gonna shake 't 'till the life hath gone.

Did rise tint mine ordinary,

keepeth me safe from mine ado and teen.

We're a wild and an untamed thing.

We're bees with a deadly sting.

Thou receiveth a did hit and thy mind goeth ping.

Thy heart'll thump and thy blood wilt sing.

So did let the party and the sounds rock on.

We're gonna shake 't 'till the life hath gone, gone, gone.

Did rise tint mine ordinary,

keepeth me safe from mine ado and teen.

Riff Raff: Frank N Furter, 't's all ov'r.

Thy mission is a failure;

thy lifestyle's too extreme.

I'm thy new commander;

thou anon art mine prisoner.

We returneth to Transylvania.

Prepare the transit beam.

Frank: Wait! I can dilate!

(SONG) I'M GOING HOME

Frank: On the day I did wend aroint

All: Goodbye.

Frank: Wast all I did has't to declare.

All: Anon I.

Frank: I wanteth to cometh again, and stayeth.

All: Oh, mine, mine.

Frank: Smileth, and yond wilt cullionly I may.

'Cause I've seen, oh, blue skies,

Through the gouts of sorrow in mine eyes

And I realize, I'm going home.

All: I'm going home.

Frank: Everywhere 't's been the same.

All: Humour.

Frank: Like I'm outside in the rain.

All: Wheeling.

Frank: Free to tryeth and findeth a game.

All: Dealing.

Frank: Cards for sorrow, cards for teen.

'Cause I've seen, oh, blue skies

Through the gouts of sorrow in mine eyes

And I realize, I'm going home.

Frank & All: I'm going home.

Magenta: How sentimental.

Riff Raff: And eke presumptuous of thou. Thou see, at which hour I did do sayeth WE wast to returneth to Transylvania, I did refer only to Magenta and myself. I'm my most humble apology, however, if 't be true thou did find mine words misleading, but thou see, thou art to remain hither, in spirit, did conclude, be 't.

Scott: Most wondrous heavens! Yond's a laser!

Riff Raff: Ay, Leech. Scott. A laser capable of emitting a beam of pure anti- matter.

Brad: Thou cullionly. Thou're going to killeth him? What's his crime?

Scott: Thou did see what did do becometh of Eddie. Society wilt beest did protect.

Riff Raff: Jump, Leech. Scott. And anon, Frank N Furter, thy time hath cometh. Declare goodbye to all of this, and valorous morrow to thee, sir. To oblivion!

Brad: Valorous God!

Janet: Oh! Thou did kill those folk!

Magenta: But I did do bethink thou did like those folk. They did like thou.

Riff Raff: They didn't like me! He nev'r did like ME!

Scott: thou did do right.

Riff Raff: A decision did has't to beest did maketh.

Scott: thou're O.K. By me.

Riff Raff: Leech Scott, I'm my most humble apology about thy nephew.

Scott: Eddie? Ay, well, haply 't wast all for the most wondrous, heh, heh, heh.

Riff: Thou shouldst leaveth anon, Leech Scott, while 't is still possible. We art about to beam the entire house to the planet Transsexual, in the galaxy of Transylvania…. Wend…. Anon! Our gentle mission is did complete, mine most quite quaint sister, and lief we shalt returneth to the moon-drenched stronds of our beloved planet.

Magenta: Ah, sweet Transsexual, land of night. To sing and dance once moo to thy dark refrain. To taketh yond - grise, to the right. Both: HAH!

Riff Raff: But 't's the pelvic did thrust.

Transylvanians: Yond drives thou insane!

Magenta: And our ordinary. Wilt doth the Time Warp. Again!

(SONG) SUPER HEROES

Brad: I've done a lot;

God knoweth I've did tryeth

To findeth the sooth.

I've yea did lie.

But all I wot is down inside I'm ..

All: Bleeding.

Janet: And super heroes

cometh to the feast

To gust the flesh

not yet deceased.

And all I wot

is still the beast is…

All: Feeding. Ahh, ahh.

Narrator: And crawling

on the planet's visage

Some insects,

did do call the human race.

Did lose in time,

and did lose in space,

And meaning.

All: Meaning.

(SONG) SCIENCE FICTION/DOUBLE FAVOUR - REPRISE

Usherette: Science Fiction Double favour.

Frank hath did do build and did lose his creature.

Darkness hath did conquer Brad and Janet.

The meiny gone to A distant planet.

Wo, oh, oh, oh.

At the late night, double favour,

Picture bewray.

I wanteth to wend, oh, oh, oh.

To the late night, double favour,

Pic….ture …………bewray.

Written by Richard O’Brien and

Translated into Shakespearean English by Lushscreamqueen

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A Daring Creature -Part 3

Zestial x fem angel reader

note: I hope you like it!!!

Word count: 1792

PART 1 - PART 2 - PART 3 - PART 4

Zestial started looking everywhere for her, even sending out some of his contracts to search for her.

Y/n had been walking around town with Angel Dus when she saw a familiar figure running her way, it was Edward. IT WAS EDWARD!!! WHAT TIME WAS IT?! OMG, she had completely lost time and worried Zestial and Edward.

"Y/N! Where have you been?!" The older man scolded her. "Zestial is sending everyone out to look for you!"

"Wait, like the Zestial?" Angel Dust asked. "Don't tell me you're in trouble with that old fucker, I doubt anyone could protect you if so."

"It's fine, we're friends. I probably worried him." She turned to Edward. "I'm sorry Ed."

"It's fine, just let's go now!"

The two quickly made it back to the manor, with Zestial arriving only five minutes later after he heard news of her being found.

"WHERE WERE THOU?!" He yelled at Y/n who was looking down at her feet. "Thee couldst hast been discovered! Or worse, hath been killed!"

"I know I shouldn't have sneaked out but you shouldn't have looked me in another stupid mansion when you promised to take me out!" She yelled back.

"Thou art so irritating." He mumbled while holding his hand on his forehead.

"If you had just upheld your end of the deal I wouldn't be so IrRiTaTiNg."

"Edward, please taketh her away."

"Yes, my lord." Edward stepped forward. "Come on Y/n, let's get you back to your room."

"Fine."

"I know I shouldn't have snuck out but he didn't need to yell at me for it!" Y/n complained. "I'm an adult and I can make my own decisions!"

Edward sighed, "I think we all know you are an adult but you don't know hell. Anything could have happened to you." He frowned. "Do you know how worried I was when I heard you were missing?"

"I'm sorry Ed." She opened the door to her bedroom and plopped down on her bed. "I didn't want to worry you but... Zestial is just so frustrating! He says he'll show me around and then locks me up again."

"Perhaps, he's just worried about you too."

"I doubt that. He just wants to use me for his own personal gain."

"You never know." Edward closed the door after he left.

Y/n was left alone in a room, again. Ugh! Why was Zestial such a stuck up, lying asshole. There is no way that man cared about her. He just wanted to use her without actually putting any effort into his side of the deal.

She slowly fell asleep with her, still in her normal clothes.

"I doth not understand her." Zestial complained to Edward. "Wherefore wouldst a blesseth being risketh her life for something as foolish as exploring hell? And Wherefore wilt she beest so stubborn about it?"

"If I'm allowed to give my opinion, sir?" Once he was sure Zestial didn't object to it, he continued. "Y/n is a very free-spirited soul. She takes risks, even when it endangers her do, and uplifts the people around her to be as happy and carefree as her. You won't be able to control her as you would like too."

"Then what doth thee suggesteth I doth with her?"

"The easiest is to just go along with her. It might be a bit risky but I trust that she can handle herself in an emergency and I'm sure you'll come to like her entics too of you give her a chance."

"I seeth."

The whole night, Zestial stayed awake mulling over Edward's advice. He could give it a chance and so long he is there, Y/n wouldn't be discovered as an angel too easily.

Y/n woke up with an awful feeling like she was being watched. She carefully opened her eyes to find Zestial sitting in the corner of her room working on some documents or something alike.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"Putteth thy coat backeth on." He looked up into her eyes. "We art going out."

Y/n looked at the overlord confused. "We are?" She questioned.

"Yes, we art." Zestial stood up and made his way to the door. "Beest downstairs in twenty minutes."

The angel was left dumbfounded in her room. What just happened?

Waiting downstairs were Zestial and Edward, already ready to go out.

"Wait, you're actually taking me out and not dropping me off somewhere?" Y/n pulled up the hood of her coat.

"Yes", Zestial answered, "we shall beest getting breakfast and seeth where all goeth from there."

Edward opened the door. "After you my lord."

The three made their way down town into a more classy area. It was still very hellish but the shops were more refined and less damaged. They finally arrived at a restaurant called Hell's Kitchen, which sounded quite familiar to Y/n but she shook it off.

A waiter came up to them by the door and let them to their table. The restaurant had pristine white walls, tiles and tablecloths. As Y/n was looking around the waiter brought them their plates and an absurd amount of cutlery; three forks, three knifes and three spoons each. They were also handed the menu.

"What are some dishes that I can only get down here in hell?" Y/n asked looking at all the options.

"Anything really," Edward answered, "every ingredient down here in hell tastes starkly different than on earth."

"Then I think I'll take the... Screaming pancakes?" She looked over the menu again and realised they all had such weird names; wrath's toast, imp wrap, devilled eggs, no wait that one's actually normal.

Everyone had put in their order and Zestial and Edward got lost in a conversation Y/n didn't care enough about to pay attention to. Instead she took in the rest of the demon's that dined here. It was obvious this establishment was targeting the higher class.

At one table sat a blue birdman dressed in a fine suit with a younger girl, probably his daughter, dressed in a more emo-style attire.

At another table sat a girl in a pretty dress with blond hair and clown cheeks. Across from her sat a young man dressed in green. His hat has was decorated with yellow eyes and teeth.

At a table much closer to hers sat another two demons. One of which she could only see the back of; a woman with white hair and a beautiful, large hat. The man who she was dining with was completely dressed in red. On top of his head stood two antlers and a set of deer ears.

Y/n hadn't realised she had been staring until the demon looked right at her, she quickly looked away but the damage had already been done. She could hear footsteps coming her way. When she dared to look up, the man was hovering over her.

"Good morning Zestial," the man greeted him like an old friend, "it's not like you to eat breakfast out. What's the special occasion?" The demon had a strange voice, almost like she was listening to a radio and not a man speaking right next to her.

"It is nothing special, Alastor," Zestial answered calmly, "I am simply taking two of mine own servants out to consume a fine breakfast."

"I've never seen this one around before." Alastor pointed to Y/n. "Is she a new contract of yours?"

"Yes, the lady hast been untrusted under mine own care."

"Don't you think it's rude to wear a hood whilst inside?" Alastor asked.

"She is an exception." Zestial stayed calm, knowing it will only arise suspicion if he acted any differently.

"I see... Is she also the one you were thinking about when you were distracted yesterday?" Alastor knew he was pulling his leg with this one bit the hooded stranger could mean a possible weakness to exploit.

"No." Zestial's sounded slightly irritated. "I wast not restful yesterday, wherefore I wast not paying attention. It hadst nothing to doth with Y/n."

"You sound tense," the other overlord jested, "I'll leave you be. Enjoy your breakfast."

When Y/n was sure Alastor was out of earshot, she turned to Zestial and Edward. "Who was that?"

"He is the Radio Demon," Edward answered.

"One of the strongest human souls in hell," Zestial explained, "If it be true thee wouldst ever cometh across him on thy owneth, runneth the other way. He is one of the lastest demons thee wanteth to figure out thy secret."

"Undertood."

Through the whole breakfast, the Radio Demon had kept an eye on her. It creeped her out, so once they were finished, she was happy to get out of there.

"Where to!?" Y/n asked while skipping.

"Thee may hath chosen. We art here for thee after all."

"Hmm, do you have fun stuff here?" She asked, "like an arcade, a museum with hell's history and stuff or maybe a theatre!"

"I am afraid we doth not hasts museums, however, I couldst taketh thee to a theatre." Zestial led the way with Edward and Y/n following behind.

The day went by with a breeze. The theatre ended up being an actual theatre, not a movie theatre to Y/n's surprise. After bickering back and forth between Y/n and Zestial, they ended up going with her choice; Immoral, based on a popular pride ring franchise Sorcerer of Shizz. While it was not of Zestial's usual tastes, he enjoyed the amazed look in the angel's eyes.

After that they walked around in one of the few well maintained parks in hell. Y/n jumped from flowerbed to flowerbed, looking at the strange hellflowers. It put a smile on the overlords face.

"Look at this one!" She yelled. "It's beautiful!"

As Zestial made his way to her crouching down form, his eye caught the flower that had entranced the angel. The pride hydrangea was hell's version of the normal hydrangea but it's blue colour had a reddish hue to it when held in the light, bigger and...

"Its pollen art poisonous." Zestial reached his hand out and plucked one. "However having one or two around shouldst not beest much of a problem." He delicately held the flower between his fingers, slowly bringing it to Y/n's face and putting it behind her ear. "Taketh one."

"Thank you." She smiled brightly at the others kind jester.

As everyone got tired they made their way back home. Once there Zestial immediatly went to his office, Edward brought Y/n a very small vase for the flower and she dropped down on her bed.

Zestial had grabbed a book from his shelve and continued his notes in it, thinking back on the day the whole time. Edward wast right, the overlord thought, it wast easier to wend along with her antics. And perhaps he enjoyed her antics.

"Edward," Zestial called upon his contractee.

"Yes, my lord?"

"Cleareth out mine own schedule for this Wednesday," Zestial ordered, "and asketh Y/n where she wanteth to wend to."

Part 4

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Juliet To Your Juliet | Sarah Sanderson x Fem!Reader

This one counts for my spooky season special also ;)

Okay, this account is officially a multifandom account, guys, sorry hahahahaha

So I was watching Hocus Pocus yesterday and I immediately fell in love with Sarah. That's when that old quest started to look for imagines around here to be able to read, and I realized that we have few stories with her.

So I thought: well, since my profile is full of aloto imagines, and my followers probably can't take it anymore, I think it might be nice to try out a new character. And since all the characters that I start to like out of nowhere always get imagines, it wouldn't be different with Sarah, right?

Here it is, a super cute (and kind of sad) imagine with the best of the Sanderson sisters (and that's not open for debate).

Enjoy!

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Prompt: What price to pay when you fall in love with an immortal witch?

* * *

Sarah knew it would be impossible for such a thing, but she believed in the destination and wanted it to take care of the situation. She believed that after 300 years, her corrupted soul still had salvation. And salvation inevitably would be falling in love with someone like you.

Someone human, someone who had a pure and beating heart, someone who smelled of kindness. That alone could be able to change the heart of a witch created to be the monster she was.

But Sarah knew that, as much as she tried, loving you was impossible for numerous factors: she was bad, you were good. She was immortal, you could get older. She couldn't get out in the sun, you could burn your skin.

And especially, her sisters would never approve such a love. Also, you were at the moment their main prey.

At night, Sarah was going to be a witch again, riding her broom and went out singing in search of children to be young, and when her sisters were distracted enough with those small little creatures, following them mesmerized, she took the opportunity to turn around and watch you sleeping at home, in the tranquility of being a deadly person and no problem. That made Sarah sad because she knew that at some point in your life, the days of you would be told.

* * *

"I already hath decided on," Winnie said on a troubled night at the Sanderson sisters' house. “today shall beest the day at which hour we shall becometh imm'rtal and quite quaint, mine own sist'rs!” She walked around, watching the spell book with caution. "let's wend out f'r hunting, and alloweth's wend backeth with one of Salem's most quite quaint girls!"

Sarah was listening to everything with a pertinent animation, because she loved to go out with her sisters to hunt, loved to sing and bewritten the children. But as soon as Winnie mentioned the most beautiful girl, her expression changed, from radiant, to surprise.

She knew this day would come, she just didn't knew it would be anytime soon.

“Sarah, what is wrong? Aren't thee coming?”Mary asked, her dog-painted eyes and the keen bearing to see if she could smell a problem with her sister. She was grabbing her broom, while Winnie was already outside. But Sarah remained stopped, petrified.

"Thee wend," she said in a sad whisper.

"Ah, please!" Winnie returned to the house, holding Sarah by the arm abruptly. "we needeth thee and thy voice, sarah, what is this bullshit?"

She swallowed hard. "You’ll did hurt h'r, wonneth't thee?"

“It's for her good and for our good, my sister!” The oldest shouted, exultant. "Let's look beautiful and young for all eternity!"

Sarah sighed.

Winnie gave her no choice. She needed to go, or would dishonor her sisters. Sarah set up in her broom and gave boost so that she fly over the sky. With the characteristic cry of Winnie, she began to chant the usual song, smelling the children approaching. And she passed the window where you were standing, awake.

Sarah despaired, but she knew she couldn't stop singing. She thought of landing at your bedroom window and closing the window, just so that her voice stopped and stuffy, so you wouldn't fall into the spell. But it was too risky, you didn't even know each other yet. And it was inevitable, you needed to fall into the Sanderson sisters' spell, or the plan would fail.

A few seconds later, you were flying over the bedroom, your feet landing on the floor and walking out of the house. Sarah waited until you arrived outside to go down the broom and grasp you abruptly. She held you in her arms and smelled the life of you, the smell of good feelings, regretting what she would do.

“I won't let them hurt tee,” she whispered, holding you, taking the words while you were hypnotized. "Never," she promised, giving one more impulse and loosening the touch to her body, not to hurt you.

* * *

When you first opened your eyes, you were tied in a chair. You tried to move your body to prove that you couldn't get out and widened your eyes when you saw the scenario ahead of you. It was the house of sisters Sanderson, the most famous witches in Salem.

The smell of smoke flooded your nose and made you even more confused, and the will you had to scream was present when three ugly sisters approached, with even uglier and horrifying smiles.

One of them, the tall blonde, looked at you with a little more affection.

“Is the lucky rat tail there?” The redhead witch, Winnie, asked her high blonde sister Sarah. "because thee shall needeth that gent..." and a harmful laugh has invaded your ears. "Now, my dear, what is your lovely name?"

"(Y\N) ..." you replied, stuttering. “Will you let me get out of here? I thought you just wanted to get children, not adults like you! ”

Winnie gave one more giggle. “Yeah, we prefer, you know? It has a better taste. But this is a special occasion, my dear.” She turned to Sarah. "Please, my dear Sarah, do the honors... you suck her life and beauty first."

"What?" You and Sarah said in unison. Mary laughed, although it seems a little scared than Winnie. “You can't do that!” You defended yourself. "Spear my life, I promise I won't be intruding with you anymore, I swear for my life!"

"Sarah, now!" Winnie shouted.

She knelt in front of you, a sad look adorning her expression, and then squeezed your cheeks with both hands, closing her eyes.

She pouted her lips, ready to suck your life.

You closed your eyes too, ready to accept your fate.

And then suddenly Sarah buried her head on your legs, sobbing.

"I can't do that ..." she whispered, more to herself than for the sisters. "I ..." Sarah looked up, staring at you and still holding your cheeks. "I would rather die than let thee go ..."

"What are you doing, Sarah?" Winnie shouted. "Take her life!"

"No!" Sarah shouted, and purple rays traveled to Sanderson's house, destroying the nearest objects. "I love her! I'm in love with (Y\N), and I won't bear to lose her.”

Your eyes widened. A witch? In love with you?

"I can't kill her, sisters, I'm sorry." When you least waited, Sarah left the house, and you fought against the more loose strings thanks to the radius of the blonde witch, freeing yourself and going after her. "Go back, (Y\N), please get back, or they will kill me too."

“Then we'll die both together,” you said, suddenly holding her hand. You didn't know why you were doing it, but you could feel that something was pulsing in your heart by Sarah Sanderson. Always pulsed.

"Don't do that, please ..." she asked, and turning to you, took your lips in an unexpected kiss. A few countless seconds later, she broke the kiss. “Please don't get things worse for me. Run. Run away and never return to Salem. Find a way to disappear. ”

"Are you coming with me?" You whispered. "If I escape, will you run away too?"

"The sun will rise..." Sarah whispered, absorbed. “Our love is impossible, (Y\N), and I wouldn't want to turn your life into a mistake because of me. Escape. Escape from Salem, and I promise that if I have a second chance, I shall find thee again. Even if thee get older and get white hair, I shall find thee and make thee know that I don't give up on us. ”

She kissed you once more. "I shall loveth thee f'r all et'rnity, (Y\N). " she promised, and then let you go.

* * *

Twenty-nine years had passed since the last appearance of sisters Sanderson in Salem. And of course time had passed to you too. You never heard of Sarah again, but she tried to change her life and settle away from Salem, as she had asked you.

That gave you huge treasures. Including your daughter, Becca.

And now, you were back, in the middle of Halloween, and she had gotten real friends to be able to live in the new city. You were happy for her, but you couldn't stop suffering from the memories that went and came because of that city.

"Mom?" Becca called suddenly surprising you. "We have guests."

"Of course, honey ..." you exclaimed, smiling. "Come in! I'm in the living room! ”

Becca came in, as you had asked, and you didn't even have the job of turning your head to face those who followed it. I thought it was the two friends who always walked with her.

"Mom, you won't believe it!" Your daughter said, looking excited. And then you turned, staring at the sisters' curious looks for the first time after twenty-nine years. "We light the candle!"

Sarah returned her eyes, shocked, and let a smile escape her lips when she recognized you. She didn't seem disturbed, not even hurt by all that. She was only happy, because after years of suffering, she had finally fulfilled her promise and found you.

She had found a way to find you, as she promised she would do.

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STARBEASTiC ; a gender with a connection to stars, and beasts.

︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ ⭑ext. often feeling like the burning, bright, and far-off glow of the stars, being a star, or finding immense comfort in stars. playing hand-in-hand with being, or being connected to, a beast; often non-human, violent, or animal-like. alternatively; being a starbeast.

Pronunciation → st'ah · beest · ick

꩜ pronoun sets below the cut

PRONOUN DATABASE : STARBEASTiC

> star/star/stars/stars/starself

> siri/sirius/sir/sirius/siriuself

> sol/solar/solar/sols/solarself

> spae/space/spaer/spaces/spaceself

> bea/beast/beast/beasts/beastself

> creature/creature/creatures/creatures/creatureself

> mon/monster/monster/mons/monsterself

> wi/wild/wild/wis/wildself

[tropicalsnuggles]

Entry #1

I am Dr. García, as you know one of the head professors at the University. Over the past two years, I have traveled all over the world in search of information regarding a creature called The Dealmaker.

If the bits of information that I have collected are true, which I am led to believe are so, then it is in my best judgment to acknowledge that the university has stepped into a puddle that is much deeper than expected. 

Please read the first account of The Dealmaker that lured me into my harsh two-year-long journey. It was written in the year 1568 by a shoemaker named Basil Smith --

T is hath said yond just by m'rely bethinking about h'r, thou art in h'r controleth.  

but the ones who is't has't been did slam 'gainst the mure of despair; moth'rs and fath'rs with with'ring infants, seni'rs who is't art did stick to the confines of their coffin-like mattresses, and doct'rs who is't res'rt to the lasteth possibility of desire.  

those gents bethink.  Then those gents act in 'rd'r to escapeth their m'rtality.  Liketh a rat who is't hopelessly scraping 'gainst the walls of its death chamb'r.  The dying jaunce into the f'rest.  

deep, deep, deep into the f'rest those gents walketh.  Wh're the travelling lamp doest not maketh t through the luscious leaves.  Wh're the smelleth of moss nips at the nose.  Wh're the trees despite their unnatural grandeur and fruitful floweth'rs who is't reak of death.  

just at which hour the humour of anguish threatens to killeth.  Just at which hour the vultures circle ahead.  Just at which hour a bawbling misstep turns into a collision with the f'rest flo'r.  A howling is hath heard.  Hath followed by furious snarls and whines.  

wolves em'rge from the shadows.  Their gurgling growls and en'rmous sharp teeth causeth the bravest of the brave to shudd'r in feareth.  Alloweth high-lone the decaying who is't art on their lasteth stepeth.  Crows bruit from the canopy.  The f'rest becomes alive as a hive mind of muscular h'rnets swarm.  

h're is wh're i kicketh the bucket.  The hopeless can feeleth it.  Th're is nothing yond i can doth to escapeth death.  This is wh're i kicketh the bucket.  

the lady wast just a fairy tale aft'r all.  

those gents waiteth f'r the stingeth of the h'rnet, the biteth of the wolf, and the brutality of the crow.  But all those gents feeleth is the soft breeze of the windeth 'gainst their hath raised hairs.  

the wolves, the h'rnets, and the crows art all still.  Then in unison, as if 't be true suddenly gaining the consciousness of a human, those gents treateth the fearful individual with gentleness.  A deer appears from the shadows and gently nudges the shaken individual onto their wobbly forks.  Snakes warily gaze from the und'rgrowth.  

the f'rest becomes alive.  The strange behavi'r of the animals casts a dumbfound'd fog ov'r the dying.  But those gents has't nay strength to intermit.  

so those gents art lur'd into the deepest depths of the f'rest.  Nev'r to beest seen again. 

[vesemirsexual]

I wast w'rking the tav'rn on a st'rmy night at which hour three unholy beldams'rs ent'red, leaving the few bedraggl'd custom'rs silent. Those gents hadst r'd eyes, obviously due to their monstrous magical nature. The leadeth one did request yond i “bake all the potatoes i has't out backeth and cov'r those folk with any cheese i can findeth. ” did frighten, mine own jointress and three children out backeth did oblige. These strange yellow and r'd did eye creatures at mine own bar w're medallions with a t'rrifying gib headeth upon those folk, and those gents did stare at me the entire timeth the meal tooketh to prepareth. The sh'rt one in the backeth hadst fits of pure laught'r to which i hath felt feareth f'r mine own life. At which hour i wast done, i off'r'd those folk the strange demonic dish of potato and cheese. Those gents did nod and hath left a container of unbelievable gold and silv'r on mine own bar, yond hath appeared to beest heirlooms longeth hath lost. I hath heard those folk speaketh to each oth'r as those gents hath left, strange language yond i cannot beginneth to und'rstand. “this the horror is going to destroyeth mine own munchies f'r sure. ”

[bat-connoisseur]

top five extinct creechures

GOIN CRAZY GOIN STUPID BUCKLE UP GUYS BECAUSE I LOVE EXTINCT CREATURES ALMOST AS MUCH AS BATS

5. Hallucigenia

LOOK AT THIS THING. WHAT A CREATURE. I fucking love Cambrian fauna, and this is a prime example of the weird shit that was going on back then. What was it? No fucking clue. A worm? probably? I do know it's a funny funky little guy so called because. look at it. For many years we didn't even know which way round was the right way round.

4. Therizinosaurus

The first part of this guy they discovered were the claws, which lead people to think it was a predator because of just how MASSIVE they were (approx. 2.4 meters!!!!!), but nope! It's a big herbivore. Hell yeah. When I was younger this was featured on uhhh walking with diosaurs? And that's.. most of the reason I like it so much. It blew my mind that this thing was a HERBIVORE. so cool.

3. Spinosaurus

An absolutley massive, Semi-aquatic dinosaur. I've loved these guys for ages, and I've just come to love them more and more as the understandings of how they lived and looked changed and improved. It's the largest terrestrial carnivore ever, and could reach lengths of 15-16 meters. Holy shit!! How cool is that??? The thing that really got me into these guys was a documentary about how the bones of fish found embedded in the fossils of spinosaurus teeth showed their diet. My little 8 year old mind was blown. What a creature.

2. Yi Qi

Hmm I wonder why this is my favourite dinosaur??? In all seriousness, how cool is this thing. Look at it. Feathered wings but also batlike wing membranes???? All of the more avian dinosaurs are fantastic and cool as hell but this thing takes the cake. Also, it has the shortest binominal name of any dinosaur, and the joint shortest of any animal (funnily enough it's tied with the great evening bat). What a creature.

1. Anomalocaris

At first my liking of this thing was mostly a joke because funny tribute to anomalocaris video, but the more i learnt about it the more that love turned genuine. It was one of the first apex predators, and was absolutley massive for the time period it lived in, at just over a foot long. Its name means 'abnormal shrimp', because its front appendages were found alone first, and thought to be shrimp! then its mouth was found seperatley and classified as a jellyfish, and it wasn't until a whole specimen was found that they realised they were two smaller parts of a massive predator. how cool is that????? What a great prehistoric beeste.

[ms-beezelbub]

Heyo whats up!1!!!1! I made a little MUGEN inspired story becuz I was bored. I used my MUGEN oc's for this story. So uh, here lsiten to it!!1!!

There was once a void, it was just nothing, nothing at all, nothing was ever ever.

But... That minute

***BWOOOOMP***

Something became something, I wonder what that thing became... The sun...

Well, theres something now in nothingness...

" Well, i wond'r what i couldst maketh in this nothing w'rld. Oh, i knoweth "

The something made a orb... With a face... Weird...

" Holla th're dram one, I am uh. The travelling lamp! "

Silence.

" ... "

" ... I hath said holla! "

Complete silence from the orb.

" ... "

" I HATH SAID HOLLA THEE WORM- "

The Sun's face would light up from his anger, you can see him fuming.

" Salve ibi sol! Nomen meum est... exspecto nomen non habeo- "

" Oh s'rry fir screaming... Well I can giveth thee a nameth? "

" Quod nomen est mihi, Sol? "

Sun would eub his chin thinking about a good name for the orb. Once he decided the name, he would glare at the orb and say:

" Oh! thy nameth shall beest... Zefs! "

The orb, now called Zefs, would look at the Sun, it would be taken over from the beauty of their looks. And say:

" Magnum id nomen sonat! Quid ergo? Nihil est et ego in cassum incidam et peream... Exspecta! Ideam habeo! Fac terram ubi manere possum! "

The Sun would look at Zefs and say:

" Well, yond doest soundeth liketh a idea, I am not restful of floating in a exsufflicate void "

The Sun would create the ground, trees, grass, even mountains.

" Hmmm, the sky looks too white. Alloweth me changeth the col'r... "

The Sun would bring his arms up and turn the sky blue, also some clouds started to appear.

" Well thats bett'r anon... "

" welp I guesseth i'll catch but a wink the next 10 centuries "

The Sun would just, poof. Leaving Zefs alone in the fields. He would look around for any other living creatures like him.

" Bene... Probabiliter aliquid ex ligno facere possum. Cum profectus est. Possi- tum valebat ad alia entia. "

Yeah, thats all ig... You can bully me if you want- I tried my best-