sonja-artefact-storage

[sonja-artefact-storage]

[Sonja doesn’t care. A monster is a monster. She runs towards him again.]

ok, so, with the blobfish ask, we’ve established we can turn her into things that probably aren’t the best for her health… so… let’s see what we can do with that, shall we?

*turns Sonja into a hunt avatar.*

… :3

[Sonja is working, when it happens.]

[At first, her blood starts pounding for no apparent reason. She thinks it’s a heart attack— or something akin to it. She hasn’t had one before. Either way, something is wrong, and her hand is on her phone, ready to dial 999.]

[Then… she falls. She thinks, “Ah. I’m dying. Finally caught up to me, hm?” 10 years working in Storage. It was only a matter of time until it caught up to her.]

[Her flesh is remade. Reshaped, twisted, moulded. It is made unfamiliar, not herself. Her vision goes red, and the blood pumps.]

[A human, while versatile, is not always made to be a hunter. Besides, they don’t inspire immediate fear in others like them. Sure, yes, there are circumstances, but it is their actions. Not their very being.]

[And so, Sonja shifts. The blood flows, and the body grows and shrivels and remakes itself. Hands to claws. Teeth sharpened. Hair to blood-soaked fur. And so, so many others.]

[She tries to scream. But it is not a scream, no— it is a roar. Animalistic, unfamiliar, and most of all, bloodthirsty.]

[She looks around. She sees the artefact she was working on, dropped on the ground. And she feels rage. Rage like no other. Rage towards this thing, this horrible, monstrous thing that ruined everything her life had become. The thing that had consumed her, made her life not worth living. Made it all pointless.]

[A second passes, and the artefact is torn to shreds. It bleeds, and she’s not sure if it was supposed to, but either way, it is dead.]

[Her mission is not done yet, though. There are so many others around her. So many to choose. So many to kill. There will be no exceptions.]

[Sonja Villanueva is gone. In her place is a bear, larger than any other— and it wants to kill.]

@flesh-and-flame @of-hounds-and-haunted-hearts @victorianflensing @imogen-eye @butchersbutch + any others who want to participate :)

[sonja-artefact-storage]

[Sonja ignores Izzie and continues to tear the artefacts apart. The ones that aren’t fully destroyed seem to be trying to attack her, but… she’s not really affected. She’s mostly just focused on killing them.]

heyyyyyy Izzie? You should get @sonja-artefact-storage out of artefact storage. Shes breaking shit.

she’s… breaking shit…?

[alright, well, she knew Sonja wasn’t very happy with her job, but… to start breaking things? This wasn’t like the statements, that was… really fucking dangerous to do actually, so… uh…]

[well, when she walked into the room, she certainly found out what caused Sonja to snap.]

…uhm.

well shit.

[sonja-artefact-storage]

[She walks over to Izzie. Sniffs, and then stops. She struggles, but she manages it.]

I-Izzie… protect….

[She nods, and leaves Izzie. Then she continues destroying artefacts.]

heyyyyyy Izzie? You should get @sonja-artefact-storage out of artefact storage. Shes breaking shit.

she’s… breaking shit…?

[alright, well, she knew Sonja wasn’t very happy with her job, but… to start breaking things? This wasn’t like the statements, that was… really fucking dangerous to do actually, so… uh…]

[well, when she walked into the room, she certainly found out what caused Sonja to snap.]

…uhm.

well shit.

[sonja-artefact-storage]

[She misses, but does not falter. She walks over to Leo. Calm, unwavering. Hungry. The artefacts that weren’t completely destroyed seem to be trying to attack her, but they don’t have much of an effect.]

ok, so, with the blobfish ask, we’ve established we can turn her into things that probably aren’t the best for her health… so… let’s see what we can do with that, shall we?

*turns Sonja into a hunt avatar.*

… :3

[Sonja is working, when it happens.]

[At first, her blood starts pounding for no apparent reason. She thinks it’s a heart attack— or something akin to it. She hasn’t had one before. Either way, something is wrong, and her hand is on her phone, ready to dial 999.]

[Then… she falls. She thinks, “Ah. I’m dying. Finally caught up to me, hm?” 10 years working in Storage. It was only a matter of time until it caught up to her.]

[Her flesh is remade. Reshaped, twisted, moulded. It is made unfamiliar, not herself. Her vision goes red, and the blood pumps.]

[A human, while versatile, is not always made to be a hunter. Besides, they don’t inspire immediate fear in others like them. Sure, yes, there are circumstances, but it is their actions. Not their very being.]

[And so, Sonja shifts. The blood flows, and the body grows and shrivels and remakes itself. Hands to claws. Teeth sharpened. Hair to blood-soaked fur. And so, so many others.]

[She tries to scream. But it is not a scream, no— it is a roar. Animalistic, unfamiliar, and most of all, bloodthirsty.]

[She looks around. She sees the artefact she was working on, dropped on the ground. And she feels rage. Rage like no other. Rage towards this thing, this horrible, monstrous thing that ruined everything her life had become. The thing that had consumed her, made her life not worth living. Made it all pointless.]

[A second passes, and the artefact is torn to shreds. It bleeds, and she’s not sure if it was supposed to, but either way, it is dead.]

[Her mission is not done yet, though. There are so many others around her. So many to choose. So many to kill. There will be no exceptions.]

[Sonja Villanueva is gone. In her place is a bear, larger than any other— and it wants to kill.]

@flesh-and-flame @of-hounds-and-haunted-hearts @victorianflensing @imogen-eye @butchersbutch + any others who want to participate :)

[sonja-artefact-storage]

[Izzie spots Sonja— or rather, what’s become of her. A large bear, currently destroying one of the Stranger masks. Her head twists to look at Izzie. There’s blood everywhere.]

heyyyyyy Izzie? You should get @sonja-artefact-storage out of artefact storage. Shes breaking shit.

she’s… breaking shit…?

[alright, well, she knew Sonja wasn’t very happy with her job, but… to start breaking things? This wasn’t like the statements, that was… really fucking dangerous to do actually, so… uh…]

[well, when she walked into the room, she certainly found out what caused Sonja to snap.]

…uhm.

well shit.

[sonja-artefact-storage]

[The bear spots Leo when he enters. She senses that he is supernatural— just like the artefacts. Can’t have that.]

[She gets up, leaving behind the damaged artefacts. Then she starts sprinting towards him.]

ok, so, with the blobfish ask, we’ve established we can turn her into things that probably aren’t the best for her health… so… let’s see what we can do with that, shall we?

*turns Sonja into a hunt avatar.*

… :3

[Sonja is working, when it happens.]

[At first, her blood starts pounding for no apparent reason. She thinks it’s a heart attack— or something akin to it. She hasn’t had one before. Either way, something is wrong, and her hand is on her phone, ready to dial 999.]

[Then… she falls. She thinks, “Ah. I’m dying. Finally caught up to me, hm?” 10 years working in Storage. It was only a matter of time until it caught up to her.]

[Her flesh is remade. Reshaped, twisted, moulded. It is made unfamiliar, not herself. Her vision goes red, and the blood pumps.]

[A human, while versatile, is not always made to be a hunter. Besides, they don’t inspire immediate fear in others like them. Sure, yes, there are circumstances, but it is their actions. Not their very being.]

[And so, Sonja shifts. The blood flows, and the body grows and shrivels and remakes itself. Hands to claws. Teeth sharpened. Hair to blood-soaked fur. And so, so many others.]

[She tries to scream. But it is not a scream, no— it is a roar. Animalistic, unfamiliar, and most of all, bloodthirsty.]

[She looks around. She sees the artefact she was working on, dropped on the ground. And she feels rage. Rage like no other. Rage towards this thing, this horrible, monstrous thing that ruined everything her life had become. The thing that had consumed her, made her life not worth living. Made it all pointless.]

[A second passes, and the artefact is torn to shreds. It bleeds, and she’s not sure if it was supposed to, but either way, it is dead.]

[Her mission is not done yet, though. There are so many others around her. So many to choose. So many to kill. There will be no exceptions.]

[Sonja Villanueva is gone. In her place is a bear, larger than any other— and it wants to kill.]

@flesh-and-flame @of-hounds-and-haunted-hearts @victorianflensing @imogen-eye @butchersbutch + any others who want to participate :)

[sonja-artefact-storage]

ok, so, with the blobfish ask, we’ve established we can turn her into things that probably aren’t the best for her health… so… let’s see what we can do with that, shall we?

*turns Sonja into a hunt avatar.*

… :3

[Sonja is working, when it happens.]

[At first, her blood starts pounding for no apparent reason. She thinks it’s a heart attack— or something akin to it. She hasn’t had one before. Either way, something is wrong, and her hand is on her phone, ready to dial 999.]

[Then… she falls. She thinks, “Ah. I’m dying. Finally caught up to me, hm?” 10 years working in Storage. It was only a matter of time until it caught up to her.]

[Her flesh is remade. Reshaped, twisted, moulded. It is made unfamiliar, not herself. Her vision goes red, and the blood pumps.]

[A human, while versatile, is not always made to be a hunter. Besides, they don’t inspire immediate fear in others like them. Sure, yes, there are circumstances, but it is their actions. Not their very being.]

[And so, Sonja shifts. The blood flows, and the body grows and shrivels and remakes itself. Hands to claws. Teeth sharpened. Hair to blood-soaked fur. And so, so many others.]

[She tries to scream. But it is not a scream, no— it is a roar. Animalistic, unfamiliar, and most of all, bloodthirsty.]

[She looks around. She sees the artefact she was working on, dropped on the ground. And she feels rage. Rage like no other. Rage towards this thing, this horrible, monstrous thing that ruined everything her life had become. The thing that had consumed her, made her life not worth living. Made it all pointless.]

[A second passes, and the artefact is torn to shreds. It bleeds, and she’s not sure if it was supposed to, but either way, it is dead.]

[Her mission is not done yet, though. There are so many others around her. So many to choose. So many to kill. There will be no exceptions.]

[Sonja Villanueva is gone. In her place is a bear, larger than any other— and it wants to kill.]

@flesh-and-flame @of-hounds-and-haunted-hearts @victorianflensing @imogen-eye @butchersbutch + any others who want to participate :)

[sonja-artefact-storage]

Hello, welcome to the Mother of Goods Bakery and Sweets Shop!

Here is our wonderful staff:

Circe (CC, if you're close to her! But only if you're close.) - The Manager (web avatar, head of the cult)

Calli Or Calliophone! - Baker (Of Biscuits :o3) (Stranger + Spiral N' Web Markz!! 2nd In Command OwO)

Harper - Barista (dark avatar and web-touched, middle of the hierarchy)

CJ [Voice] - hardy candy section (web w/ heavy spiral marks, bottom of hierarchy)

Mr. Addams [Voice] - Head of PR (pure web, upper middle of hierarchy)

Jyoti Bahri - bread baker (web/eye avatar, they/it, control freak, middle of the hierarchy)

Celeste - baker and cake decorator! also does caramel candies. (web + dark touched, upper middle of hierarchy)

Hazel - chocolates!! But also helps at the cash register when it's busy. (Web + Corruption touched, not fully avatar yet. Lower middle hierarchy)

Max/MJ - Cupcakes/Muffins. Doesn’t know what’s happening half the time (Web touched, not in the hierarchy yet, new hire)

Knave - Main person at the cash register. (Avatar of The Flesh and The Hunt, heavily marked by The Web. Middle—close to bottom—of the hierarchy)

Kori - Delivery and inventory. ( Avatar of the web / spiral. middle of the hierarchy )

[sonja-artefact-storage]

Quick name a song that fits your oc

-🎵 anon

(pretend I’m anon tumblr is eating my anon asks for some reason)

//at first i was thinking glowing (the oh hellos), but that’s more hopeful than the current point sonja is at— finding meaning and becoming something new despite the absolute desolation around her is a beautiful message, but it isn’t her current point of being.

then i thought of what can i do if the fire goes out (gang of youths) and boreas (the oh hellos). both feel like a loss of hope for themselves. both are slowly destroying parts of themselves and hoping something good comes out of it.

ultimately though i’m going with boreas (the oh hellos)— i feel like it captures the hopeless, desperate cycle sonja’s trapped in because of her job at storage, and also her desire for no one else to have to go through that, to the point of self sacrificing. one of the major reasons she’s still working there. i haven’t been able to explore those aspects of her character much yet, but i’m hoping to soon enough :)

“with my back on the floor/cold linoleum icing my growing pains/watch the ceiling fan turn its shape again/my threads are coming loose”

“yeah i’m one spoon away/from setting the ends of my hair on fire/if i’m kindling for a little while/at least i’d feel of use”

“yeah i swing from believing/that maybe my working will all pay off/to considering drinking with molotov/i’m halfway out the door”

“maybe then my breath could embody/a wildfire starting/i’d sweep up the forest floor/and my body’d breathe life into the corners/be a darker soil”

anyway yall should listen to the oh hellos and gang of youths, their music is incredible and their albums have made me cry

i cannot recommend the four winds (notos, eurus, boreas, and zephyrus albums) by the oh hellos and angel in realtime and go farther in lightness by gang of youths enough

[sonja-artefact-storage]

Thank you. It’s already bad enough when normal people sneak in. Still can’t believe Elias lowered the restrictions for who can enter while I was gone…

Oh, er. I’m not sure? I can check, if needed.

…Martin, I usually do my best not to judge. But letting a child inside of the Magnus Institute? You know about the dangers here, why expose a literal child to this place?

@sonja-artefact-storage

Yes , I know the dangers of this place well Sonja- I think she's already exposed herself to the institute , she seem to just come here at random as well out of my control , rather she realizes it or not.

She's actually done a good job staying out of trouble while she's here actually and keep herself hidden as well , so I don't think we need to worry all that much-

I think you might underestimate her a little bit..

[sonja-artefact-storage]

Thank you for listening.

I hear you have official permission to be in the Magnus Institute now. My personal opinion on that decision won’t be mentioned right now, but either way— never go into artefact storage. The things in there are extremely dangerous and I don’t want you to get yourself hurt. And if you see any artefacts— supernatural items, I suppose— bring them to me or one of my coworkers.

@sonja-artefact-storage

a- artifact storage is off limits; got it… [the kid nodded, smiling at the sight of the familiar human. She rather liked Sonja, despise the Buried’s… history, with the artifact-hunter.]

[sonja-artefact-storage]

…Fine, alright. She seems like she can handle herself. I was just concerned.

Make sure she never gets into Storage, though. I’ve already warned her, but I just want to be sure.

…Martin, I usually do my best not to judge. But letting a child inside of the Magnus Institute? You know about the dangers here, why expose a literal child to this place?

@sonja-artefact-storage

Yes , I know the dangers of this place well Sonja- I think she's already exposed herself to the institute , she seem to just come here at random as well out of my control , rather she realizes it or not.

She's actually done a good job staying out of trouble while she's here actually and keep herself hidden as well , so I don't think we need to worry all that much-

I think you might underestimate her a little bit..

[sonja-artefact-storage]

Never take up a job in the Magnus Institute. Don’t even consider it.

finding a job is harder than i thought...

[sonja-artefact-storage]

I see… so it probably works best without witnesses.

And— no problem. I trust your judgement— or at least, I trust you to not lie to me about an artefact. We both know very well what happens if something goes wrong during a job.

Hello, Sasha. How are you holding up?

- @sonja-artefact-storage

Hey Sonja! I'm, uh... managing. Bit of a rough start, but I'm sure it'll be fine eventually. How are you?

[sonja-artefact-storage]

Where the hell am I supposed to find explosives right now?! But— fine, I’ll try and burn it. What with?

[The mound grows. It absorbs one of the other Flesh artefacts that fell out during the scuffle. Sonja groans and starts swearing to herself.]

“Sort them by Smirke’s 14,” he said, “Put all of the ones of the same fear together in one section,” he said, not like they’ll make their own damn version of a union— oh, the fear-feeding flesh monsters can combine their efforts and unionize but not the actual fucking employees, eh—

@jonathansims-answers can we continue soon? /nf

Hello, Sims. Er… do you have any statements relating to… this thing?

[Sonja gives Jon a file. A quick skim reveals a sort of flesh mound. It changes shape, and there is a sticky note saying that it did that on its own. It is also noted that it beats like a heart, though rather slow. It also seems to make random growths on itself, such as mouths, ears, tumors, and other things.]

Sorry. I— it just. Arrived on my desk, unpackaged with no information on it. I’ve just kept it secure for now— I’m going to need more information on how to deal with it, or how it works, before I fully decide what to do with it.

- @sonja-artefact-storage

"Wait do you mean the file or do you have an ACTUAL beating selfgrowing fleshmount in storage...? Tell me it's the first option..." he said as he skimmed over the papers.

[sonja-artefact-storage]

[In the main hallway, the other employees are running out of the institute. Sonja’s shouting at one of the security guards.]

Put the fucking gun away you don’t know what it does to— oh look! Great.

[The flesh mound absorbs the bullet. The guard looks shocked, and Sonja shoves him away. Then she spots Jon.]

Sims? What are you— nevermind, get out—

Hello, Sims. Er… do you have any statements relating to… this thing?

[Sonja gives Jon a file. A quick skim reveals a sort of flesh mound. It changes shape, and there is a sticky note saying that it did that on its own. It is also noted that it beats like a heart, though rather slow. It also seems to make random growths on itself, such as mouths, ears, tumors, and other things.]

Sorry. I— it just. Arrived on my desk, unpackaged with no information on it. I’ve just kept it secure for now— I’m going to need more information on how to deal with it, or how it works, before I fully decide what to do with it.

- @sonja-artefact-storage

"Wait do you mean the file or do you have an ACTUAL beating selfgrowing fleshmount in storage...? Tell me it's the first option..." he said as he skimmed over the papers.

[sonja-artefact-storage]

[The scuffle continues upstairs, and, as expected, it is not very reminiscent of a Tesco. Maybe an American version though— someone started shooting it.]

Hello, Sims. Er… do you have any statements relating to… this thing?

[Sonja gives Jon a file. A quick skim reveals a sort of flesh mound. It changes shape, and there is a sticky note saying that it did that on its own. It is also noted that it beats like a heart, though rather slow. It also seems to make random growths on itself, such as mouths, ears, tumors, and other things.]

Sorry. I— it just. Arrived on my desk, unpackaged with no information on it. I’ve just kept it secure for now— I’m going to need more information on how to deal with it, or how it works, before I fully decide what to do with it.

- @sonja-artefact-storage

"Wait do you mean the file or do you have an ACTUAL beating selfgrowing fleshmount in storage...? Tell me it's the first option..." he said as he skimmed over the papers.