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lover, do you finally care now?

You really were the love of my life.

I was? 

Yeah.

Oh…

...

If it helps…I think I loved you too.

It doesn’t. 

I’m sorry. I really didn’t know. 

Don’t be sorry. I never told you. We can’t control things we don’t know. 

...

Did you have a happy life?

You know, I think I did. Eventually. Did you?

No. I didn’t. 

Oh. I’m sorry. 

Wasn’t your fault. 

...

Do you miss it? 

Miss what?

Your life. 

Oh. Yes. And no. 

Huh. 

I miss the sunrise. The morning. The mist. I don’t miss the fires, the people, the pain. 

Makes sense. 

What about you? Do you miss yours?

Nothing except the music. 

Fair. 

I can only hear it in my head now. My ears ache for a melody. 

...

Well, do you wanna dance? 

I’d love too.

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About Me

Hello! You can call me Emcee, here’s some more info about me

(hey that rhymed!)

demi-girl, she/they

AuAdhd (autism + ADHD)

The type to say “I’m Bi” when someone doesn’t know what Pan means

Mexican *El Jarabe Tapatio starts playing*

community college, technically majoring in Film, actually just taking my time with life

Working on an Epic the Musical adaptation with friends!

I really like musicals, and literally all types of music (send me your recs!)

Not sure what else to add because I’m bad at this

Other, random, fun facts:

Emcee is just the phonetic pronunciation of my initials, MC

I’m a shorty, not in my forties

big shirt, lil pants gay in the winter and lil shirt big pants gay in the summer

favorite movie is JoJo Rabbit, currently

Things I quote randomly, context is classified

“Because I’m little”

“If you can't handle me at my silliest, how will you handle me at my goosiest?”

“No, what kind of bird are YOU?”

"Bow-chika-wow-wow"

"hedidwhAtinhiscup?"

"this is a cow farm. you'regonnafindcowsoutside."

"forgiveness"

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This is just me, all the time

writing is just legally sanctioned dissociation with extra steps

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'Ah... Where am I?' The room the were in was white and a sterile kind of clean. It smelled like disinfectant and citrus.

"You're finally awake?" A tall, noble looking man watches the prone figure with sharp green eyes. He's obviously seen a few battles if the scars on his arms is anything to go by.

As the silence stretches the noble tilts his head in amusement. "You do speak do you not?"

"I do. I'm Outis..." Their voice is monotone and Outis blinks taking in all the little intricacies of their surroundings. Its clear this man doesn't know them so they won't bother acting.

He seems taken aback for a moment before he laughs and shakes his head. "Oh-dis or oat-is?"

"Odis, and you are?"

"You can call me Athan." The man, Athan, tosses a book onto the table beside the bed. He leans forward on his knee with a look of keen interest. "Where are you from?"

Outis looks over at the book that was set aside. The title reads 'History of Odol: The city of blood.' They sit up and reach out to take the book, the cover smooth and a red leather. "Where am I right now?"

"Jin, the capital of Odol." Outis flips open the book and spots a map. Odol takes up a large chunk of the northern- west. There are 2 continents and 3 large islands. Outis scans the page for a small and out of reach place, isolated. "Aalto."

Athan doesn't look convinced eyes narrowing slightly before shaking his head. "You're lying but I could not care less. If you want to be believed you should say your from Myra, the people from there tend to be fairer in color. Not to mention the mercenaries and merchant love to gather there and base there."

"... I'm from Myra..." Athan nods, his hair boncy as he does.

"Good. You're currently in the Odol empire, on the northern continent. Odol values usefulness above all else. Do you have any goals or plans?"

'The book never went into details on world building, focused on the action.' Outis blinks and looks at their hands. 'There's something big going on, I didn't finish the book though.. how inconvenient.'

With a sigh Outis lays back down. "Get money, live comfortably and do nothing."

"... I suppose that's an admirable goal." Athan looks confused and kind of disappointed at he looks at Outis. "Anyways, walk with me."

Athan stand up and waits for Outis to comply. They hesitate before raising to their feet with a sigh. The two walk through halls, the building their in is clean and white, the walls perfect and clean. They almost hurt to look at.

Outis notices when the leave the medical area, the clean white perfect walls turning to uncovered brick and marble, intricate designs carved into the stone in delicate murals of stories.

"These murals depict legands and myths, stories about God's and monsters. Prophecies fulfilled and yet to happen. There are plenty of stretches of halls covered in these stories." Athan runs his hand over the precise stone carvings a far away look on his face as he looks at one particular depiction. "These carvings cover millennia of stories."

He pulls his hand away and blinks a few times as if remembering himself. He looks at Outis. "-but thats all they are. Stories."

Outis glances towards the depiction Athan had looked so longingly at and took note of the tragedy suggested by the framing of the carving.

I think I'm gonna trash this start. I haven't edited it yet but its feels rambly.

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Not. A. Girl.

Altair: Hey Vega can you pass me a headband?

Vega: what color?

Altair: V, do I look like I care—? Hey wait! I wanted the white one

Vega: You took to long, and white’s my color anyway

Altair: hurumph hurumph! [metaphorical pouting] Well you didn’t have to throw it

James: Ha! You look like a girl

Altair, flat and serious tone: I’m not a girl.

[Tense & awkward breeze in the air]

James: What are you gonna do about it?

Altair, scoffed and goes back to what he was doing but is now looking a little hurt and annoyed

James: Well come on. [hands on hips] You can’t let that shit get to you man, [he points] that’s bitch behavior

Altair: What are you even talking about?

James: Don’t be such a little bitch. If some punk like me gets to ya, you should do something about it. Doing what you just did is a granted way to die

Altair:…die?

James: metaphorically, obviously

Altair: How is that obvious???

James: Think of it this way chump, you’re already letting all the world walk right on you. What happens when some dude wants to straight up kill you? Or smack the stupid out of you? You can’t take that. You can’t take that at all.

Altair: that’s not going to happen

James: how do you know?

Altair: Because that doesn’t—

James: lies. Look at me, I’m shorter than you but ever you know I’d wreck you in a fight, that’s not cause I’ve got a knife. It’s cause I don’t take anything from anyone

[Another breeze in the wind, this time with mutual understanding]

Altair nods a little: You know you’re not such an asshole after all

James: shut up boy kisser

Altair: Aaand I take that back

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Oliver Info Card

(Spoilers included)

Full Name: Oliver Young

Pronouns: he/him

Age: 19

Physical Traits

-age: 19

- height: 6’0

-hair color: either light brown or sandy

- eye color: brown

- Strongest 💪

- Can swim

Personality Traits

- moral compass

- kinda oblivious

- golden retriever

- irresistibly friendly

- constantly positive to a fault

- because of people pleasing tendancies bears a lot of weight and responsibility and takes role of protector in the group (especially over Maddie)

- is the type to neglect own feelings for others (finds genuine pleasure in seeing others happy)

Backstory

- Abandoned by mom

- Taken in by distant family??

- Refuses to believe mom/parents could do a thing

- Mom was sweet, kind, lovely

- Dad was kinda old school, well meaning, strong political influences

Main story ideas

TW: suicide

- First one to get a job, or try to

- At some point tried to teach everyone how to swim

- Character arc 1; finding a purpose outside of taking care of everyone

- Reasoning: was suicidal, but passively. And would probably never admit it because he’s terrified of the reality

Trivia:

- started out as a “realistic” take on Captain America (no hate ofc) OC

- lied about age to join the war effort, got fucked up, knee injury but could still walk and at the end was 19 but continued to lie and say he was 21

- in original story wouldn’t somehow ended up in modern times and been an Avenger alongside Cap and Co. while taking the time to heal as a you g traumatized kid (also existential crisis from learning truths about modern outlook on the war and world)

- is Pansexual, but probably isn’t gonna be talked about in ‘main story’ cause there’s no opportunity for that (as of yet) and no one in the group ever really gets together (obviously)

- last name “Young” is a play on his character, was meant to be a little telling. Someone so young being so grownup, and having to grow up quickly, only to realize — he’s still young at heart

- As an author I kinda gave Oliver the nickname “heart of gold”

- main color theme is gold, lots of yellows and oranges

- birth month is November, citrine, peony & chrisanthenem

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Ever After

A collection of ideas I have for after the ‘main story’ ends

Jobs N Stuff

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Future Jobs n stuff

Somethings things (and/or events) that would take place after the events of the main story

Future jobs and or careers:

Oliver: I can only picture teacher job for him at the moment. Maybe like, older middle schoolers. Oliver is either the history teacher, English teacher, no in between. (For now). Going down this route I see him doing really well with kids, especially kids who’ve got a lot going on or need a little extra support. He never really stopped being a caregiver but at this point has learned to take care of himself and pursue his own interests without unnecessary fear or guilt

James: So, I don’t see James ever fully getting properly educated or getting past understanding basic reading levels. That isn’t to say he can’t, rather in his own time has gotten comfortable enough to get by but chooses not to be taught by anyone outside of the main group because over the course of the main story (and years in between), they are still the only people he really trusts knowing that kind of specific insecurities. Getting to the point, James definitely goes down a hands-on route, so like car mechanic, maybe glassblowing or welding. One thing that hasn’t changed much is his willingness to put in hard work (or hey maybe that’s just stubbornness) and getting paid just enough. He probably could afford a house or a bigger apartment, but what’s the use if he’s fine with what he’s got?

Nadia: librarian. But one of those ones who looks really intimidating on the outside but is very nice when you get to know them. Also, never fails to wear clothing a decade too old for the current moment (but somehow rocks the look every time). I think Nadia definitely either went to college or community college, maybe even got a impressive degree in English or something (however those fancy titles go) and splits her time between being a librarian and contributes the other part of it in a mix between philanthropy, social activism, and possibly managing her own foundation for the youth.

Maddie: Would probably go by ‘Madeline’ by friends and strangers and leave ‘Maddie’ for close friends and family (the gang). Also, it’s gonna be super important when her ‘canon’ events happen (very angsty, I’ll keep this a secret for now). Anyways, she ends up going to college, it’s a lot of work but she’s very passionate! (A mini Oliver and then a total James when it comes to writing essays) Her major is definitely nature related, odd the top of my head I think of marine biology, ecology, zoology, insects stuff (don’t hate me chat). After that in not too sure other than what I’m calling ‘the big meetup’

Vega: A little harder to pinpoint, but I can see her indulging in the wealth she gets after her father’s death (she was in the will) and nepotism. So at first she goes into modeling and maybe occasionally partakes in celebrity pop culture before establishing herself in a brand of some sorts and either helps Nadia with her foundation or ensures that a portion of her profits goes to another or several other foundations. Other then that, I’m not entirely sure

Altair: same situation as Vega, but probably is really money smart - maybe is good at something artsy but makes a lot of money from it. So maybe like art stuff, but not modern art, like actual well thought out art. On that same thought, Altair seems like the type to go with “old school” art (more like ancient art styles, oil painting, renaissance stuff). Out off all foundations Alt is probably the biggest advocate for LGBTQ rights and foundations, not because the others don’t, it’s just something he’s more passionate about

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We Need A New Plan

Something I came up with on the job (tbh I didn’t have a good way to ‘end’ this so I just kinda winged it. Wung it? Wunged?)

James: god dammit

Everyone is winded from literally chasing down a train and now missing said train

Vega: I never…(gasping for air)…want to run, ever again!

James: so this isn’t just your first Timmons running?…(catching breath)…you’re just naturally weak

Altair: hey!…(folds over for a moment before pointing threateningly) You stole my line!

Vega: I have you both (so tired she allows herself to sit on the ground)

Oliver (still staring at where the train disappeared, a little sweaty but mostly fine): Our train’s gone…that’s was—it’s our way out

Nadia: there are always alternatives

James: can everyone shut up? Like seriously… (tries ro talk but can’t)

Oliver looks over them all with concern, also curiosity because what do you mean not everyone is naturally athletic and can run really fast for a short period of time. And then there’s Maddie.

Somehow acting like she’s tired when Oliver was literally carrying the girl on his back

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New Pet?

Part 1, of a few, probably

New pet?

Maddie: [comes into scene with a raccoon in her arms] look-it!

…

Altair: aaand I’m going somewhere else now, bye-bye

James: pussy.

Altair: [flips off James as he exists]

Meanwhile Oliver: uh-hey-! Madds-Maddie-Maddie, why-why do you have a raccoon? Where did you-? HOW did you-?

Maddie: it’s a kitty! It’s my kitty now

Vega: oh my god if we’re getting a pet I REFUSE all responsibility over it right now!

Oliver: no we’re not—Maddie we can’t keep a raccoon as a pet

Nadia: Is keeping raccoons illegal in this state? Is it not just a smarter cat? I see no issues

James: Of all people YOU’RE okay with this? Did you wake up on the right side of your sleeping bag for once?

Oliver: Guys no! We cannot keep a pet, please will you listen to me?

Maddie: why not? He already loves me so much, see?

[the wild raccoon just looks defeated and is otherwise distracted by the smell of poorly cooked food]

James: Ha! [he laughs sarcastically,] that little fucker is so stupid looking! He’s a fat little idiot, got no thoughts behinds those eyes - I can tolerate that

Nadia: And you say I’m insane

Vega: At least he’s smiling for once…[whispers] that’s a happy smile right?

Nadia: Absolutely not, no

At the same time, Maddie: And look! He’s soooo soft!

Oliver: No Maddie, I promise you that’s not a cat

Maddie: Yes he is! He’s got the ears an’ the tail an’ the mouth-hairs

Nadia: Whiskers

Maddie: huh?

Nadia: the hairs by his mouth are called whiskers

Maddie: oh

Vega (whispering): Cats have whiskers too

Maddie: oh. Oh. Oh! SEE OLIVER!

Oliver: you guys aren’t helping

James: When have we ever?

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General Outline for the Story

This is very much a rough draft, and very loosely pulled together

Major-ish spoilers

James jumps Oli

Oli talks James down, the power of words

James takes Oli to a shelter, or some kind of hideout

Maddie pops up, literally

trio!

James gets the idea to get money by pickpocketing at a public place

they go to train station, subway, or something

hey it's Nadia! (they don't know her)

Nadia is suspicious of the trio, "weird."

They all talk, the trio likes her idea of leaving town (or city or vicinity or whatever)

Nadia tries to go her own way but the trio convinces the paranoid red-head and they become a quarter. Quartet? Four

Somehow they meet the twins (??)

Going forward is an even loose-r idea of where the story will go, and is, I would say, an entire spoiler in terms of where the third act is going

twins don't tell the quarters about having a PI looking for them (the twins)

the gang, now a six group, eventually gets out of the city

road trip!

swimming lessons?

fire pit, story time, vulnerability, backstories revealed (lots of sobbing from readers)

I'd say everything below is just a vague idea that is more than likely to change as time goes on

third act low point? PI nearly finds twins, and the gang?

group decides to split up in morning

PI finds them (Twins? group? I'm not sure)

PI has moral crises, maybe. he has his own sub-plot leading up to this?

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James Info Card (Spoiler Free)

Full name: James Winston

Pronouns: He/him

Age: 17

Physical traits:

-5’6

- Hair color: black

- Eye color: hazel, or blue idk

- Scars on knuckles from fighting, and on fingers from practicing with pocket knives

- Either slight NY accent or just a voice that is stiff and reflects character

- Born in September, sapphire, aster & morning glory,

Personality traits (and stuff):

- street smart

- Impulsive

- Hot headed

- Black cat personality

- Anger issues (understatement)

- James noticed Oliver’s put up cheery facade sometimes

- Slightly intimidating, hard-edged expression (is almost always naturally either frowning or is annoyed)

- Superior when he’s talking about street smarts because he knows he’s right and is secretly insecure

- Total softie on the inside (if we had irl time, would take gradual years to open up and start to fully trust close friends)

- Internalized lots of aggression and negative emotions from trauma

- Way of coping is to “never trust anyone”, be angry, fight, and at the very least always have a backup plan

- (Has a solid backstory, but that’s lore so secret for now)

Other fun stuff:

started out as a "The Outsiders" OC, hence the last name Winston

- if he had powers: shadow bending & teleportation

main color is blue, even though I picture him wearing a white shirt and black leather jacket

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Info Cards (spoiler-free)

James

Oliver

Maddie

Nadia

Vega

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Info Cards

Spoilers included

James

Oliver

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James Info Card (spoilers)

Full name: James Winston

Pronouns: He/him

Age: 17

Physical traits:

-5’6

- Hair color: black

- Eye color: hazel, or blue idk

- Scars on knuckles from fighting, and on fingers from practicing with pocket knives

- Either slight NY accent or just a voice that is stiff and reflects character

Storyline (backstory):

TW: mention of suicide

- Older brother (Edward) left family situation

- Edward left behind debt from street/gang people, those people went after James

- James was betrayed

- Parents suck

- Dad is abuser ofc

- Mom is instigator

- Mom is either cheating/prostituting secretly

- Dad killed wife, then himself, James saw

Personality traits (and stuff):

- street smart

- Impulsive

- Hot headed

- Black cat personality

- Anger issues (understatement)

- James noticed Oliver’s put up cheery facade sometimes

- Slightly intimidating, hard-edged expression (is almost always naturally either frowning or is annoyed)

- Superior when he’s talking about street smarts because he knows he’s right and is secretly insecure

- Total softie on the inside (if we had irl time, would take gradual years to open up and start to fully trust close friends)

- Internalized lots of aggression and negative emotions from trauma, classic father issues (but more developed ofc over time)

- Way of coping is to “never trust anyone”, be angry, fight, and at the very least always have a backup plan

Trivia:

- started out as a "The Outsiders" OC, hence the last name Winston

- if he had powers: shadow bending & teleportation

- main color scheme is blue, even though I picture him wearing a white shirt and black leather jacket

- Born in September, sapphire, aster & morning glory

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Home

(Major lore and spoilers)

James: You’re leaving me?

Edward: Nope.

James: Where ya going then?

Edward: Far from here, that’s Fer dang sure

James: How far?

Edward: Far.

….

James: When are you coming back?

Edward:…Soon, little man

James: Promise? You have to promise

Edward: Yeah….I promise

James: And you’ll take me with you?

Edward: Yeah…alright I’ve got to go now —

James: Right now?

Edward: Yeah right now, I already told Mel to pick me up here and he don’t like to wait

James: Right…

Edward: I just don’t want ma and Pop to wake up that’s all

James: Yeah…

Edward: Hey look you remeber the rules right?

James: Look but don’t touch?

Edward: Ye-what? No, not that one

James: Kiss anywhere but—

Edward: No! No. Christ man

James: Sorry…

Edward: No no, don’t apologize, I been teaching the right stuff for the wrong times…Just remeber this, trust no one. Aight?

James: Not even you?

Edward: No, you can trust me, hell I’m the only one you can trust. But no one else. I think you already know not to trust ma or Pop, well here I am sayin’ it anyway. Don’t let ‘em trick you or fool you, you’re a big man on the inside but you’ve got growin’ to do

James: Hey!

Edward: It’s a compliment lil Jay

James: Yeah whatever big E

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Kidnapping

TW: cursing

Oliver: Okay you think you got it?

Maddie: Yep!

Oliver: Your sure?

Maddie: Uh-huh!

James: So if there’s a stranger who wants to give you something..?

Maddie: No-way!

James (dry tone, semi-sarcastic): Wow she actually learned something

Maddie: But what if…?

Altair: No, the answer is always no Mads

Maddie (conflicted): But what if I really really really really want to?

James (throws hands in the air): I give up!

Vega: Look we just don’t want you to get kidnapped

Nadia: Or worse

Oliver: Don’t say that

James: She’s not wrong

Maddie: What’s kidnapping?

Altair: It’s when someone, a grown up, steals you

Maddie: Why?

James (replies quickly): To hurt you.

Maddie (a little dejected): Oh… is that it?

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Oliver: We should—

Nadia: Imagine a small space where it’s all darkness and no light. It probably smells so bad you can’t even breathe. All you’re doing is waiting and waiting and it feels like forever. No one is around, only you. But even if there was someone else they can’t help you, or won’t because they don’t want to. All you have is yourself and you’re hope

James: for fuck’s sake, even I wasn’t that blunt

Maddie: …a dark place?

Oliver: look it won’t happen if you stay safe alright? Promise

Maddie (shrugs innocently): Reminds me of home