#[ he's the first regular person outside of NRC to interact with her and she really needs it ]

[aiallardyce]

➳ twst oc — jewell.

❝ a-are you…an int-intruder too…? i-i need to get rid of you… ❞

jewell is a second year in terrovania. despite his small and timid nature, they’re a capable worker who’s extremely determined and loyal, almost to a terrifying degree…

warnings for brief mentions of implied abuse.

➣ technical information ;

name: jewell

“jewell” - plaything, delight.

japanese: ジュエル

romaji: jueru

other names:

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➣ biological information ;

gender: genderfluid | any pronouns

age: 17?

birthday: october 1st. not their actual birthday, that’s just when they entered night raven college.

star sign: libra

height: 150cm / 4’11”

eye color: pale teal

hair color: light green-grey

homeland: [this information is unknown.]

family: [this information is lost.]

species: human

➣ professional information ;

dorm: terrovania (@terrovaniadorm)

school year: 2nd year / sophomore

class: 2-b | seat no. 25

occupation: student | cafeteria assistant cook / butcher

club: science club

best subject: p.e / master chef

➣ fun facts ;

dominant hand: right

favorite food: chili | pork

least favorite food: vegetables

dislikes: disappointing others | “intruders”

hobby: making masks | pretending / acting like other people

talents: sewing

➣ appearance ;

jewell is a very pale and petite person. her messy greenish hair is a little bit past her shoulders, normally put in a low ponytail held by a black scrunchie. there’s light bags under her eyes and scars spotted all over her body. in a way, she looks rather unhealthy.

at school, he wears the typical nrc uniform with a dark orange waistcoat and the terrovania crest on his armband. the only difference is that it’s a tad bit oversized.

inside the dorm, jewell wears the regular black uniform; the only differences are the shirt being buttoned up with a dark blue tie around the neck, and a yellow apron wrapped around the waist instead of the multiple belts. there seems to be a few bandages underneath as well, most likely from injuries. the mask they wear is sewn together and oddly feels like dried skin.

➣ personality ;

jewell is a very paranoid person, if their seemingly-permanent confusion and scared expression is to say anything. they’re usually seen alone in silence or with other terrovania members, never interacting with anybody outside of their dorm unless an outsider comes up to them first.

however, as seen with his fellow dorm mates, he can be very cheerful and genuinely happy once he gets to know you. you just have to be nice to him! …even if it’s fake. as long as you can calm him down and give him affection, he’ll be right at your feet, like a dog. just a warning however, he gets attached to people rather easily. really easily. it’s borderline obsessive.

she is extremely loyal to a fault; she follows the orders of whomever she considers her current “family”, or just anyone that she feels attached to—and i do mean anyone. because of this she is also very gullible, thus easy to manipulate. nature and nurture coexist so well, doesn’t it?

jewell isn’t exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, as he was never taught anything school-related before nrc. hell, he never even got homeschooled. because of that, he’s still learning how to write, read, and even properly speak; aside from the fact that he stutters a lot, sometimes he starts speaking gibberish when rambling too much. in addition, he has a hard time studying.

she seems to have some sort of memory loss going on, as she doesn’t remember much from her past before she arrived at night raven college. she has tried to remember, but it always sends her into some kind of panic or it gives her a headache. at this point, i don’t think she even wants to remember anymore.

it’s best to stay away from them when they’re playing around with chainsaws and hammers. their violent tendencies seem to come out the most when they have their hands on those…

➣ skills and magic ;

determinator

“finishing my orders come first, otherwise i’ll get hurt”. that’s what jewell has been taught, hammered into her head just like her victims. she’ll do anything to accomplish her task no matter what gets in her way…unless her family orders her not to, but that’s rare anyway.

due to his determination, he’s very sturdy and is able to take many hits whether they’re physical or magical, despite his small frame. he’ll keep pushing no matter how severe the injury is, i wonder if he even recognizes the pain? it’s the same with his brute force; he may not use his bare hands that often, but he has an extremely tight grip and can drag or lift someone to a certain location if anybody asked for it. if his chainsaw doesn’t break something, then he’ll crush things with his feet.

general magic

for some odd reason, their family valued them being the “brute force” of the family, so they’ve never been trained when it comes to their magic. as a result, jewell’s magical abilities are generally very weak and not that effective—but, if they were to recklessly throw their magic out without thought, maybe it can hurt someone pretty severely.

unique magic

jewell’s unique magic is “dog will hunt”. it allows him to summon a chainsaw that can be used to attack people. it starts out as a normal chainsaw, but the more that he revs it up using his magic the more it becomes powerful. at the ultimate stage, the chainsaw can cut through anything, including space. he can switch it out with a hammer too.

she can also summon meat hooks that assist in the hunt. it’s most useful in tight spaces.

however, as a side effect, the more jewell revs the chainsaw up, the more that they themselves become weaker because of how much magic they’re using. they won’t be as durable, strong, or as fast as they normally are. they’ll get tired more easily too.

➣ trivia ;

twisted from leatherface / bubba sawyer from the texas chainsaw massacre.

their “birthday” is the release date of the 1974 texas chainsaw massacre film.

the type of amnesia they have is dissociative amnesia, which is where memories are deeply buried into a person’s brain but cannot be recalled unless specifically triggered.

she has made masks for when she’s acting; a mask with makeup on it, a clown mask, a fur mask, etc. they look a little…fleshy, just like her main one.

her unique magic name is a reference to texas chainsaw massacre 2, where chop top says “dog will hunt!”

he has insomnia due to constant nightmares.

❝ he don’t mean you no harm. such a sweet boy… ❞

[mini-kirin]

twst OCs’ first meeting with their future boyfriends (part 1) | twisted wonderland

am dividing this into multiple parts for length, but here’s a small series of scenarios!

part 2 || part 3 || part 4 || part 5

•••

mallen: their first meeting is on the front lawn of Ramshackle. Zhen doesn’t know who Malleus is, nicknaming him Hornton instead. Zhen is quite mesmerized by him; Malleus exuded such a magnetic aura. needless to say, she really wanted to befriend him. Malleus thought that there was more to Zhen than meets the eye, not only because of how she crashed into Twisted Wonderland from another world, but also because of the mysterious aura she has.

leosun: their first formal meeting occurs when Misun steps on his tail. Misun would be intrigued by Leona’s cute ears, but she was a bit too terrified at that moment by his angry glare, and also… lowkey flustered? girlie’s no masochist but she can’t lie and say she didn’t find Leona attractive even in that moment. Leona thought of her as nothing but an herbivore (stay strong, Misun)

jamelri: Else’s first interaction with Riddle is when Riddle visits Ramshackle to berate Ace and Deuce. she thinks the way he conducts himself (as someone very formal and self-regulated) is amazing, but what they truly first bonded over was their love of pastries. Else’s first interaction with Jamil was when the Lei’s spent the winter break over at Scarabia, during book 4. Else sympathizes with how hard-working and stressed Jamil is, and offers to help him cook as a thank-you for allowing herself and her siblings to stay over. Riddle found Else to be fascinating because of how headstrong she was, while Jamil simply regarded Else as a regular student.

catneul: Haneul’s first interaction with Cater was during the day of the exchange program between NRC and the two other schools, with Haneul being (technically) a part of SMAA. Cater was assigned to be Haneul’s partner. at first, they were quite scared of him because of his very outgoing personality (+ the fact that he wanted to take a selfie with them), but ultimately they were very pleased when Cater quickly caught onto Haneul’s boundaries and respected them. Cater thought Haneul was very cute, especially in their unique clothing style.

floyita: Jade was actually Dayita’s assigned partner during the exchange program, but because he was so often busy with both his duties as vice-housewarden as well as one of the main workers at Mostro Lounge, he’d often get Floyd to take on his partnering duties. Dayita wasn’t really afraid of Floyd upon their first meeting; if anything, she was quite in awe at how tall and eccentric he was. Dayita thought Floyd was pretty interesting. Floyd was quite interested in Dayita and how she never shied away from him.

celeggie: Célestine was really enamoured with Ruggie’s ears. she really wanted to pet them, much to Ruggie’s chagrin. their first interaction was quite literally just Célestine asking to pet Ruggie’s ears, offering a treat in exchange. she finds him really cute. Ruggie thinks she’s quite annoying at first, but as long as she brings good food, letting her have a few pats shouldn’t hurt, yeah? besides, her hands always smell like lavender…

aridia: Idia thinks she’s one of those pompous SSR-rank nobles. i mean, she’s from one of the Land of Heroes’ most prominent houses for Sevens’ sake! and plus, she knows Leona?! talk about Double K.O! but when Leona corners him on one of the rare days he’s outside his room, and Aria steps in and successfully gets him to knock it off, and even apologizes for the lion, something changes. and when she complimented the keychain of his favourite idol, Idia is… astonished? who knew a normie could be so… so nice?! meanwhile Aria’s first reaction of Idia is that he’s very cute, in the way he mutters to himself to how he talks about his interests. he doesn’t know it, but Aria was clearly able to hear about how Idia was muttering about missing some livestream or whatever when they bumped into each other

[madamhatter]

“You’re my favorite.”

anastasia broadway dialogue starters, pt. i. | accepting | @saymecw​

Any word to ever leave the young Cheshire cat’s ever-smiling and ever-deviant lips was an immediate sentence in being dropped down the rabbit hole. The conundrum of applying rationale to the enthusiastically irrationale, it was a burden ever-lovingly thrusted into anyone’s arms whenever Che’nya was involved. Bristles of magneta and purple wave into the air, his tail never finding itself stiff and lifeless as never was he in such a mood. Fascination apparent by the squint of his eyes, the needle-thin irises sharpening as he so ever-greedily drinks in the physique of one that was ‘his favorite.’ 

Whatever do you mean by that? First inquiry on the matter, the silver-haired student’s brows knitting, thinking over each lax note of his. The tips of the Cheshire cat’s ears twitch, awaiting for a response, wishing to ascertain the next step down into the rabbit hole while watching them fall as gravity’s victim. Had Che’nya known how focused of a subject he was in their mind, he would’ve only found it ‘purrfect’ for his ‘pawper partner’ to have all their attention centered on him. However, there wasn’t an inkling if weakness behind the well-preserved mask of a student.

Is it because I’ve been supplying an unorthodox amount of tarts for your secret supply as Mister Clover's latest occupation in Heartslabyul left you dried of a new source? Is it because I’ve allowed you access into locations that you might’ve otherwise not known of? -- Most of the time being the Ramshackle dormitory and my bedroom, so it mustn’t be that. Is it because of my willingness and tenacity to make a fool of myself whenever you’re around, already volunteering to play the adhesive to student conduct and etiquette, when you simply undo it all? Perhaps. Is it because you enjoy peppering empty words to me as if they were a lover’s kisses, only then so cold and so unfeeling? Those emotions are adequate for someone like me. So, who am I to blame you?

Whistling winds and humming branches pull away Simeon from the upcoming banter they feel at the tip of their tongue. The pair had been seated underneath a tree that overlooked the main property of Night Raven’s College, one that was optimal in keeping Che’nya away from harassing all the students during their busy day and also in soothing Simeon’s nerves as the high foot traffic and enclosed spaces of the castle’s hallways was already making her want to retreat to reclusive habits. 

They slowly move their hands forward, cupping it, as the sunlight bleeding between the leaves pooled in their palms. A warm feeling, one rarely known when most of what they’ve known in their life was from these four years as the College’s ward. Glimpses of a past life flickered in-and-out, a dying light that was already failing and succumbing to the ghosts of memories from that time long ago. The security that memories brought was absent, the reliance of past experiences was absent, and the fulfillment of understanding one’s self was absent. 

All that remained is this belligerent fool named Sophie. The one who forgotten and the one who was forgotten, an ironic yet perfect tie into this cycle of idiocy I endure in having to relive these ‘human’ things that so many have done before. So many that I might’ve done before, yet I cannot confirm that.

If only I did have some memories that went beyond feeling burnt and covered in ash. Maybe then I could understand the strange comfort I find myself to be whenever beside him. Why is that the case? I’m unsure. I believe that with time, I could tell, but time has proven to be a bigger obstacle than aid. For now, I will only think of simple things. Like, I’m a favorite of what exactly, Mister Pinka?

Deathly quiet, Simeon reclines against the sturdy bark of the tree, taking a deep breath. Tickling fur underneath their chin, their hand gently raises and glides through the now coiling tail that greets their cold flesh. Slowly, their chin rises, their eyes meeting Che’nya’s once more. 

Finally, they reply.

“You’re the only one.” 

Yet, it was with the same mystery and perplexing tone they answered with.