"Warden Melli!"
If Melli could have pretended not to have heard that, he could have just turned around and started walking extremely fast away from the Sitrus tree he had been harvesting berries from; but since it was absolutely impossible for anybody with mostly undamaged hearing to miss that shout, he groaned loudly and faced his Pearl counterpart as he clumsily slid down a small slope to come meet him.
"What is it now?" he whined snappily, glaring at the man through his narrowed eyes so venomously he could have overwhelmed anybody's blood with toxins.
Unfortunately, Warden Ingo had proved multiple times to be immune to poison.
So he stared right into the younger warden's pupils, not at all put off by the hostile look lodging itself into his haunted face nor seemingly recognizing the antagonistic tone: "I was hoping to speak with you," he answered candidly.
"Then be quick," Melli hissed as he yanked another berry from the tree: "I don't have time to waste with the likes of you."
"Oh, of course! I would not want you to run into delays on your schedule because of me - I will be very quick, I promise," Ingo reassured him. Before his Diamond counterpart could roll his eyes and scoff, he kept true to his word and got straight to the point: "I only wished to compliment you on your handling of Lord Electrode!"
Melli’s hand stopped halfway to the mostly full basket. He creased his brow, blinked, gripped the Sitrus in his hand a little tighter, and turned properly to the older man with a grimace stuck between confusion and distrust.
“What would that mean?” he asked.
Ingo adjusted his hat by th visor, a motion that would have conveyed his slight embarassment better if he had managed to wipe that frown off of himself: “Ah, I apologize, I recognize that was excessively vague - you see, I was warned before transfering here to look after Sneasler that Electrode was an extremely capricious Pokémon, capable of shaking the mountain to its foundations with detonations of great magnitude at the slightest hint of displeasure. “
The younger man curled his nose like a disgruntled Stunky and twisted his lip. Sure, the Lord of the Hollow was moody and powerful, but that was no way to talk about him.
“But despite having lived here nearly a year now, I’ve yet to experience anything even slightly close to such behaviour!” the other continued, speech suddenly turning emphatic: “In fact - and I hope you’ll forgive me for making assumptions based on my approximate knowledge on the matter - from what little I’ve seen of him on occasion, Electrode had always struck me as being mostly perfectly content and at ease! I can only attribute such a positive state to you working hard in order to make sure his every need is met! I would expect no less from a warden, of course, let alone one as fond of this Lord as you are, but the consistency with which you do so is quite remarkable - especially considering the challenges posed by his irritable tendencies!”
Almost in the same way one wakes from an unplanned nap, Ingo realized very suddenly that he had shifted his bright eyes to beam directly into Melli’s as he had spoken, volume of voice rising steadily, and that the other warden seemed now to make himself small in front of all this intensity, as if he were attempting to retreat in his own shoulders.
The foreigner quickly looked down to his own feet in mortification, pulling his hat lower upon his face to better relieve him of all that exhausting eye contact.
“Please forgive me, I... I got quite carried away for a moment. I only - I fear I was overzealous with my explanation, I did not mean to come onto you so strongly,” he mumbled, sheepish.
In the small bout of silence that followed he managed to mentally file a complete and exceptionally thorough formal complaint against himself for disturbance of the peace and catastrophic failure at what was supposed to be a simple interaction meant to form a positive connection with another human being - both equally unforgivable crimes that would have had to be rectified by either an entire day spent wallowing in mortification or a death sentence, the latter of which he would have very gladly accepted as his fate.
“Thank you.”
For a moment he did not realize that it was Melli who interrupted his stream of conciousness, because that voice so thin and weak barely resembled his.
When Ingo dared rise his gaze again (there was always the possibility that a lightning strike would have burnt him to a crisp to kindly let him known that was the wrong course of action) his Diamond counterpart struck him as suddenly looking incredibly young. Maybe it was his almost frightened expression, or the way his shoulders closed in on his chest, or how he nervously picked at his nails, or that strange tone with which he’d spoken.
Sneasler’s warden tilted his cap in a curt nod of aknowledgement before he could keep on staring any longer.
“I will let you resume your usual schedule now!” he excused himself quickly: “Once again, my honest praise for you well-done work. I apologize for having derailed the course of your duties. Have a good day, warden Melli.”
The younger man nodded quietly; he looked without a word at the foreigner speed away with an abnormally stiff gait, embarassed beyond belief.
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Iscan sat away from the trimestral celebration, enjoying some peace and quiet. Festivities got quite overwhelming for him - so nobody thought him rude for stepping out of the settlement for a breather every now and then during these occasions. Plus, it was a nice clear night and the air was just cool enough on his skin to give him pleasant goosebumps.
Quick steps made him turn his head back towards his home, and he smiled welcomingly at Melli as he took a seat beside him and scooted closer, leaning his head on the wide chest while the older warden wrapped an arm around him.
They enjoyed the chirping silence of the Mirelands like that, for a little bit.
Then the younger played with a lock of hair and mumbled rapidly: “He said ‘m doin’ well.”
“Hm?” Iscan hummed, not having been paying attention.
“The Pear clan’s foreigner warden, Ingo - he said he thinks I’m taking care of Lord Electrode very well,” his friend repeated.
At that he nodded, pleasantly surprised: “Oh! How nice of him.”
It wasn’t often that Melli got positive reinforcement, what with his insufferable charade of superiority usually grating everybody else’s nerves into fine dust and discouraging them from offering him any sort of kind words about his work since he apparently praised himself abundantly on his own anyways; so he was very glad for Ingo taking the initiative to do so even though, logically, he was subjected to the pompous performance the most out of anybody else in Hisui.
The sound of fingers fidgeting had him wait patiently for the overthought subject of the evening.
“Why would he do that?” the younger warden whined quietly, honestly distraught: his tone was an almost perfect replica of the one he used as a kid when crying about someone pulling his hair or tripping him into a puddle.
Iscan cocked an eyebrow: “You didn’t like what he said?”
“No - I mean - he’s right, no? He’s gotta be, since Electrode loves me--” (and the older man knew that was no exaggeration, but honest truth) “--But why?”
The warm dark hand on Melli’s shoulder squeezed it comfortingly as Iscan tried to figure out something the other would have accepted as a possibility, eventually settling on a tentative: “Maybe he just wanted to be nice?”
“But that makes no sense!” his little cousin argued, furrowing his upset brow enough to give himself a headache if he kept that going: “I haven’t been exactly nice to him, so why should he feel like he should be with me? And he’s never in need of anything, so I don’t know what he could want in return - maybe he just wants me to owe him something, so he can use that to get me to do what he wants when he needs it most?”
The long sigh that deflated the chest he leaned against instantly worried Melli with the horrid thought of having annoyed the only person who liked him.
But Iscan tilted his head and twirled a strand of lilac hair between his fingers: “Look, now...” he began very gently: “I’ve heard a little about Ingo from warden Palina, and if I can trust what she’s told me - and I assure you I can, because she was very honest with me - he’s exactly as polite and nice as much as he’s strange. So I’m fairly certain that he told you how good of a job you’re doing because he really thought that, and just wanted you to know.”
A soft hum rattled the thin frame under his arm.
“Even if I’ve only been insufferable?” his cousin insisted weakly.
“Maybe he said those kind things because of that.”
“What do you mean?”
“That he might have wanted to get some good blood flowing between you two.”
“You really think so?”
“I don’t see why it shouldn’t be like that.”
Melli exhaled quietly.
He curled a little closer to his only human confidant.
“I don’t know what to do about that,” he mumbled.
“Well,” the larger warden laid his head on top of his as he hugged him properly. “I guess it wouldn’t be that bad of a start to be nice to him back, no?”
Some Zubats screeched happily further away, and Iscan hoped with all his heart Ingo would have liked the candy truffles and Pecha berries his cousin would have inevitably drowned him in, as the only way he could be honestly kind without betraying his carefully crafted mask was through edible gifts.
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Y’all are being subjected to my Sims 2 tests, so there
The other set of Vargases came over for a visit and Scriabin picked up Shmee and started talking to Scriabin through him. Very normal, very usual
I downloaded some circle-glasses recolours and hghghh they look so good! Closer every day to his final details! Getting ever closer!
Edgar too! I made him a custom hair with a lighter undercut - I’m mostly happy with it, probably could’ve shifted it a shade closer to his skintone but the texturing was weird no matter what :P And his stripey shirt! I wish Body Shop didn’t have that hands-on-hips pose lol, it looks so much better in-game, but that’s all the better :)
I got some new clothes for Todd as well! As soon as I saw this ‘fit I was like “Oh that’s 100% Todd there he is.” Scriadad hug ♥ So cute
Foot-dancing together stopp it’s so cute!!
The way he looks at them stoppp <3 <3 They kept doing this right up til they left for home haha, Todd’s giggles are the cutest
Used SimPE to save him to the Body Shop, I now have infinite copies of The Boyyyy ♪
Moved him in with his “parents” as just shadow people basically, they’re not gonna matter in a bit as long as I remember how to get the Social Worker/Adoption process to work properly. Get her Todd!!
Wanna play? :D
Menacing :(
Look, Todd, your new dads are here! Initially I wasn’t sure who I wanted to adopt him, got lots of options; the first passes, the married couple with their own Todd, Johnny?? He definitely doesn’t have the facilities for a child lol
But these are the ones that showed up on their own, so the married Vargases are the winners!
Scriabin cares more about him than his actual parents ;; A stranger off the street shows him more care! Not that it’s a high watermark
Look at him being a good dad!
Weh, he just wants friends ;; Poor baby
Best timeline, thank you
While we wait for CPS, let’s get some other interactions in! Nny is mean so he tended to prank the other two with a nose flick - mostly Edgar lol ♪ Now kiss
“Oh please don’t break all my bones~ :3” I love Todd looking up at them haha <3
Pffft, I think he was talking about the other Scriabin and just how attractive he is. Classic Scriabin. Alternatively, also funny to imagine him bragging himself up about how he’s just so handsome that Edgar can’t help but love him hahaha ♪
Allow me to tickle you with my KNIFE! >:D
Get a load of this guy lol
He ended up passing out at one point - I forgot which motives make CPS show up >.> - and completely 0%’d his comfort, but for some reason stargazing increased it?? It’s the same ground wh
Is two not enough to satisfy your butterfly bloodlust child?? He ended up with three, I had him release them before he was picked up by the Social Worker - success!
He rolled a new Want as soon as Todd was taken away - “Wants to see Ghost of Todd” Woah, dark! :0
And here he is on the married Vargases’ lot!! Success!! I did it right!! Heck yeah! :D Unfortunately they were uh, indisposed at the time. Good job guys pft
Goes right for Shmee, he really is Todd <3
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>> oc name meanings
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rules: search and post the meaning of your ocs' names (if you made their name up or they go by a nickname, post an explanation of how it came to you)! bonus if you can find something for their last name too!
vincent >> "to conquer"
i picked this name because it's the "canon" name of male v and i really liked it :) i think the meaning of the name is interesting especially taking the whole "burning the city to the ground" thing of cyberpunk into consideration, and in a way it applies to vincent himself as well; though less of the "forcibly taking control" kind of conquering, and more of the "fears and worries" kind of conquering
v >> independence
this one is also interesting. obviously it's because of the game, but vincent decided to go by "v" because he did not actually get to pick his own name; his parents did for him after he came out as trans, and he hasn't really been able to pick something else himself so he introduces himself as "v" to be able to control who knows about his full name, and who doesn't
mayer >> "the name mayer is an occupational hereditary surname, a type of surname that was taken from a word describing or common to the profession of the original bearer. it is a name for a mayor, or elected head of the community"
gotta be honest with you chief i chose this one because i just thought it would go well with his first name LOL, it's interesting though because vincent is the protagonist of the whole story. doesn't necessarily have the same vibe as a mayor but there's something there. i can't really explain it you'll just have to feel the vibes
vitali >> "of life"
now this is the one that really makes me batshit insane. i personally picked it because i liked the sound of it and i'd been waiting for an oc to come along worthy enough to carry the name, but then at some point i ended up looking at its meaning and, well, thoughts spawned LOL
when vitali was looking for a new name after coming out as trans, mikhail ended up suggesting this name for him; he would just throw random suggestions at vitali throughout the day to see which one stuck, and, well, this one did. mikhail thought it would be fitting because it marked a new chapter in vitali's life; and vitali agreed with him. though what mikhail never told him is that he also thought it would be fitting because to him, vitali radiates life; and in a way, back then, vitali was his life because they were just always together and mikhail could not imagine a life without him. and then they didn't see each other for six years so yeah. sorry about that
it's also funny because he died that one time. "of life" my ass
dobrynin >> "good, kind"
yeah this one kills me dead. i only found out about this recently when i was looking into some stuff and i think i ascended. unfortunately can't elaborate at the moment but you'll know when you know LMFAO
mikhail >> "who is like god"
fought for my life to come up with this one, nearly named him "ilya" instead <3 mostly just picked it because i liked the sound of it and it fits his face i think?? can't explain that one but just trust me LMFAO
its meaning is also interesting because some sources write it like this, and others add a question mark at the end and!! well!! i'm thinking about it!!! of all three of these men, mikhail would be the last to develop a god complex or just any kind of parallel with god which makes it even more insane to think about
if god is meant to be unconditional love and forgiveness, then yes, mikhail is like god. but at the same time, with the amount of pain and misery in the world- with the amount of violence mikhail still partakes in in his line of work- i can understand why some would want to add a question mark to this
koshechkin >> from what i could find, something along the lines of "small/cute kitten"
yeah this one's also funny because i usually don't really look at meanings i just go by whether it sounds right or not and this is one of those cases LMFAO when i learned about it for 5 seconds i considered changing his last name but i didn't. i think it's funny. it suits him
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