#Ruby Lore

[thevoyageurmoteplass-writing]

‘It wasn’t that bad,’ Ruby said, leaning against the wall beside Matt’s bathroom. She could still hear Jonah chuckling from the living room, but she refused to acknowledge the minor hilarity of the situation while her best friend was having a moment. ‘Come on. You can’t hide in here forever.’

‘Just long enough that she forgets,’ he grumbled. ‘And then I’ll come out.’

‘She won’t forget.’

‘Not helpful, Jonah,’ Ruby scolded, glaring at him briefly before looking back to the door. ‘Seriously, Matt, it was probably more endearing than anything.’

Slowly, almost cautiously, the bathroom door opened. Matt peered out at her, looking slightly paler than normal. ‘I doubt it.’

She reached to ruffle his hair, and push the door open a little more. ‘Come on, tell me what really happened, exactly as it happened, over some tea.’

‘Bad idea,’ Jonah called, but Ruby made a concerted effort to ignore him, and instead kept her focus on Matt.

‘And then we’ll figure out what to text her.’

‘You what?’

But Ruby closed the door firmly behind them before Mathias could shut himself away in there again. She just hoped she’d be able to keep a straight face with the story given the highlights reel Jonah had greeted her with.

[vegetableharvester]

The Deceitful World through the Glass.

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To the awaiting day of festival arrived, the 15th of October, delighted residents there warmly inviting the sailors from the seas and port with their welcoming arms and smiles as the beers and ales stocks filled the tavern's storages and treasures of vanity and gluttons filled to the vendor's stalls.

Colors showered to the plaza when the petals gracefully falls within the air, pennant banners strung to each houses and garlands decored with leaves and buds, then to the bushes full of blossoms and crowds amassing with bursting of laughters and joy in her faces as they dance with the music's melodies strummed through the air of this island.

Cheering woos and cheering words, raining corrolas decored the sky with it's gentle colors as the leaves fly when the wind blew it's breeze. Wooden tankards cuffed to one another as the ales splattered to another and alluring scents of meal in every platter, decored the tables with red cloth and plates filled with bountiful meals and the hungry fed on with vigor. 

Overlapping chatters with laughters echoes through every alleys and crevices within this island, within this bustling town—yet there lies danger when the barrels stocking under the ports, guns and blades readied as the hooded figure stationed within the darkness.

Gleaming horrors hiding in each corner as they watched the world be bustling with joy, soon enough that seconds are needed for the joy to be gobbled down. 

To the jovial life within this festival, may the Death smile so gently upon your arrival.

"Ruby! Why're ya alone?" Inquired by the vendor with surprised look on her face, "Where's your Mommy Vermillion?" She asked another as she glances left and right to see the familiar woman, but Mrs. Vermillion has not arrived yet.

"My mother has many things needed to finish yet..." Ruby muttered while her fingers fidgeting and twiddling as pressing her joints softly, remembering that morning earlier. The mother didn't bid any mornings or words even the sun's looked at the whole once again, but Ruby didn't mind as there'll be times her mother was like that, and will be like that.

Just like today, her mother barely comes to the festival. 

"Really? She's always busy that she even left you here alone right?!"

"No, I just went on my own."

"Are you gonna be alright there? You're alone with no friends, and there's no man beside you," Uttered by the vendor with her worried glances over the young girl. But knowing Ruby's current family, an eccentric and unwed woman then a timid and reserved daughter, both has no interest for romance, hence not a single male are present; made the vendor huffed in slight annoyance as her gaze looking at the girl, a pitiful one in her eyes.

"Well, anyways, I'm staying a'ight?" Then the vendor sigh as she sat down on the bench near Ruby, nudging the little girl aside for some little extra space.

"B-but you don't have to..!"

"I'm an adult, and it's my responsible to look over little kids like you." Said when the vendor poke her nose, Ruby flinched her head slightly aback.

"But mama said that adults who only got bare minimum in their daily life are more childish than children."

"And... Wouldn't have a decent lives to begin with..."

"Okay," The vendor gasped as if her heart was struck in offense, "That woman has no idea what it feels like to have that kind of life!" Then she scoffed in Mrs. Vermillion's ridiculousness when her gaze averted with a frown in her brows.

"She doesn't even go outside for some sun, let alone trying to mingle with us folks around here." Mumbled in irritation, soon dissipated when the giggles are heard despite being covered by hands, the vendor glances in perplexed eyes to Ruby; "What's funny?"

"Ah, no... It's just... I'm glad that I wasn't alone when thinking about that." Ruby said, then breathe out the air as she calmed down. "My mama always say that so I won't like... Be lazy or something." Muttered by the girl, before the vendor could say anything to retort, she shushed herself and stayed silent as her ears remained to the girl.

"I don't know anything that much, so mama will just told me what to and I just followed them." Said when she could still remembers those words, she complied in those words without any question, but now that she spend her time outside this last few years; perhaps being like them isn't bad... When nothing was more than the freedom itself.

"Mama won't let me play with anyone, so I just made my own dolls and play by myself, especially when mama was outside for her work. But..." 

To those days in the past, where she wandered through the streets after her successful attempted venture without any guardian beside, lost and confused, Ruby wandered as she gazed into everything her eyes laid with curiosity upon, with wonders despite her confusion, with courage despite the newfound fear.

"When I go outside, I see a different world." Spoken with a voice that tells the girl wondered, Ruby smiled with great interest everytime she walks through this streets, this town with people passing by each and then.

"About my laugh... I'm sorry..." Then she mumbled downheartedly with her head lowered and eyes gazing to the floor.

"Nah, you're fine." Smiled when the vendor spoke, a hand heavily patting and fondling as the vendor intents messing the girl's hair. "And besides, kids shouldn't know anything."

"They should be wilding around since they're young—" "And mama said that it's needed since children has more energy than adults." 

"Can we please stop talking about your gloomy mother?"

"Hehe..." Blurted with gleeful giggles when the girl chortling by the vendor's whine, the vendor glances over her face then a small smile appears when she felt happy as Ruby can laugh like a normal person. Unsure of her sentiments, but the vendor ignore such regardless of that uncertain instinct or guts; Ruby is a kid, and should be smiling and laughing despite the differences.

"Y'know, your mother is weird. Like one day she'll be so over the moon when showering you with love, then another day she'll ignore you as if you don't exist... Girl, you need a daddy."

"But mama doesn't want to get married though..."

"Why?! Marriages are fun!"

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"Do want you want, but leave my child alone. Better be alive and in one piece." 

If that woman knew her daughter would be so eager to come to the festival, this wouldn't happen when the hooded figures running rampant through the dark as they surrounds the bright festival amid the night. Then, there was one hooded figure watching from the crowds as his eyes glued to the girl.

Oblivious child can't sense the danger, Ruby chatter more about the basics of Alchemy to the to vendor who wears the flummoxed expression as trying to understand every words the child has said.

"And then and then—" "Girl, come down, I can't understand what you're sayi—" The voice of the vendor was cut off when the gurgling sound was heard, Ruby glances over in confusion to the silent friend of hers.

A blade that was pierced through the throat, bleeds the sanguine colors as it's falls like a waterfall and the vendor crouched down with her hands caressing her bleeding neck, tried to breathe yet blood only flooded her nose and voice couldn't be heard when the box was ruptured, a wheezing sound the vendor emits before falling harshly to her side; unmoving as her arms hanging like a rag doll.

Terrified as Ruby fumbled over her words, mumbled with stuttering as she tried to call the vendor, yet fruitless when such name couldn't be heard and voice be sundered in fear. Frozen within the spot, a cold hands grabbed her shoulder made the girl flinched in contact, riddled with frightened heart when the alarms ringing loud inside her head, slowly as she gazes to the perpetrator behind—with horrors she sees, terror she felt, then comes with anxiety of uncertain to what's to come.

Ruby could only stay within the same spot, in silence as shudder for she couldn't do anything.

Then, to the hooded man behind, a muffled voice behind the mask, he asked; "Are you Ruby Vermillion?"

Prologue, Chapter 2

[thevoyageurmoteplass-edits]

Character Type Edit: Superpowers Story Women

Ruby Lore - Queen of Hearts - Magnetic and Empathic Detective Billie Lore - Queen of Spades - Independent and Pragmatic Cassandra 'Cassie' Harris - Queen of Diamonds - Innovative and Driven Sophia Laverna - Queen of Clubs - Intuitive and Intelligent

Inspiration

[doctorwhoisadhd]

okay so the pantheon of discord we now have a list for (the ones we've seen before in italics):

the toymaker: the god of games

the trickster: the god of traps

the maestro: the god of music

reprobate: the god of spite

the mara: the god of beasts

"the threefold deity of malice and mischief and misery"

"gods of skin and shame and secrets"

incensor: the goddess of disaster

her children Doubt and Dread

sutekh: the god of death, "the one who waits"

[causalityparadoxes]

The Pantheon of Discord | Doctor Who, The Legend of Ruby Sunday

[skuntank]

wow i wish my phone wasnt crunching this. translated version and original

[chikorra]

'I'll be who you were and I'll be even more.'

[Practice with reference - Mother & Daughter photography by justinveenema]

[aurora-starshine]

Ruby is done! I hope y'all like some oc lore dumps cause oh boy, Ive got thoughts for her.

Tldr: She's Vil's Step sister. They are pretty distant with each other, He isn't aware that his dad treated her poorly after he went to college

Ruby Schoenheit, Originally Ruby Red was born to two prominent figures in the modeling industry. Her father passed away when she was very young, and her mother remarried to Eric Venue when she was 10. Making Vil her step brother, they're three years apart, although it feels like a larger gap due to the difference in maturity between them.

Vil and Ruby rarely interacted while they were growing up. As by the time they met, he was already deep into his acting career, and spent most of his time outside of their shared home.

Three years into their marriage, around the time Vil went off to Night Raven academy, Ruby's mother passed away. Leaving Ruby alone with Eric. Being concerned for the growing beauty of his stepdaughter, and how it could damage his own sons career, He began demeaning her.

Pointing out every perceived flaw with her appearance(Her dark hair, Her eye color, Her eyebrows, Her height, Her beauty marks, Her round face shape), how her high pitched voice was annoying, how childish she can be. This affected Ruby heavily, leading her unique magic to be... morally questionable at best.

Two years of this before she received an invitation to the Blue Fairy Charm School. She left a note for her step father before running away so she could attend. Hoping for a better life where she'll again be loved.

Lore sparkle sparkle, sorry if any of yall love Eric, I just dont trust the guy for some reason. And love some drama for my silly lil ocs hehe

Other little design details, She styles her hair in a similar way to how Vil styles his, she wears slight platforms to try and be a bit taller like him. She watches every movie and show he's been in, often falling asleep to them

[miiilowo]

mom said it's my turn on the ponynatural (+rambling about their cutiemarks in the tags)

[dykesevika]

some of my arcane oc stuff !! :3

[thevoyageurmoteplass-writing]

Day Ten: Dungeons & Dragons AU

Mathias – A Sorcerer because he does a lot of different things in the hopes of helping those he cares about the best; he is willing to put his hand to almost anything.

Gabe – A Ranger because he travels a lot but also his planning mind works well with this character type.

Robbo – A Monk because he’s more the kind of person to try doing a lot in the hopes that something lands; but also he moves an awful lot too.

Sophia – A Rogue because in the gang she’s the one that sneaks around a lot, and this character type allows for this.

Ruby – A Bard because she does everything she can to support those she cares about. While she herself has a lot of power, this character type fits her best.

Jonny – A Wizard because he’s a highly flexible person when it comes to what is expected of him; he does this a lot for work, but is it in his personal life too.

Have your ocs play DND, make an au based off a classic DND campaign, or just tell us the stats of your oc in DND terms.

[vegetableharvester]

The Deceitful world through the Glass.

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"Purest state of the stone, then be refined by chisels and hammer."

"Gemstones holds more importance than it's luster under the moonlight, may be hold it's beauty yet the pure yet weaker magic stemmed within—are more to us, Alchemist."

Glistening red with it's shadows dancing under the light, a trail of crimson trace from it's prism amid the dark and silent room. Gentle fingers caresses it's edges, sharp yet dull, the woman gaze beyond it's facade with interest piqued and voicing her wonders, lured the young and bright mind in the same space.

"Mama, how did you do that?" Inquired by the girl whose eyes be brimming with pure curiosity upon the matter. Dainty finger pointed at the glowing stone, words be rambling as she says, "The stone is glowing! Like a sun! Teach me ma! Teach me!"

Witnessing her inquisitive of great interest upon the same subject, rather a study. When the child mutter words in gibberish manner, though may be within their piqued attention and desire to know as to quench the thirst, Ruby talks like there's no another tomorrow and the mother was surprised of her sudden change of mood.

Perhaps, she must've wanted to be like her...

"I have my learnings... Therefore I know what must be done and how must be done." Uttered with a faint sigh of wistful from the past, the mother leaned back to her chair and set the stone down at the desk, then glance over her rambunctious daughter whose smile be wide enough to gobble the entire apple.

She smiled from her face, then she said; "If you desire to be taught, then it'll take years to master such."

"Yeah! I wanna be the bestest Alchemist!" Happily declared by Ruby with great enthusiasm from his gleeful words and joyful voice, followed by the ramblings words of prattling voice along with unintelligible meanings of her rants as she continues.

The mother could only chuckled of her declaration, felt the pride of having such daughter who desires to follow and a joy to share her knowledge, the mother heartily embraced her daughter with her jovial voice and confident words; "I'm sure you'll be."

"Because you're my daughter." Said by the mother, a single and gentle poke to her nose.

"Mhm! I have a bestest teacher."

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Through the bustling village of the idyllic town and people flocks when the merchants docked, to the port where it'll be always kissed by the breeze of the sea and be gaze by the horizon.

Be it day and night.

Gulls cries as it flies, to some perch with kibbles in it's beak, bread or a piece of other meal. Theirs gawking cries met with the chattering and overlapping noises coming from the population, stocks of vendor stall filled to the brim as the baskets nor baggages be full of rations.

"Ms. Vermillion—Oh, it's Ruby!" Exclaimed by the vendor with her eyes widen slight in surprised, then contorted into a smile as she crouched down and met with the girl's eyes. "Running an errands I assume?" Inquired, then Ruby nodded under her flustered face as clenching down at the small note amid her fingers.

"Well, you're certainly growing up as the good child aren't you?" Lively voices spoke of certain words, the vendor ruffles her golden locks with giddiness as she chuckled from mischief in her smile. For few minutes passed, the vendor calmed her self as putting her hands away from Ruby's head, that resulted of Ruby's hair be messed and braids were no longer neatly tied, that comes along with her sheepish face and fidgeting fingers. To the wrinkled note cramped in-between her hands, the vendor then inquired; "Anyways, what can I get for you?"

"I-uh, was looking for... Erm," Ruby muttered while trying to find words to convey, eyes glancing everywhere with her stuttering voice. Then, she unfolded the note and squinted her eyes before reading it; "Th-thymine, and... Uh, Paprika..."

"P-pepper... Mince—?" Unsure of what it says, the vendor felt impatient as she snatched the note from her fidgeting fingers. "Give me that." She said, then perplexed with staggered expression on her face, unintelligible writings that is similar to just wavy lines with hasty movement of the writer's finger, "Oh dear..." She muttered.

"Ms. Vermillion's handwriting looks like a piece of crap."

"No! My mother's handwriting is beautiful!" Interject by the girl's protest with her brows frowning upon the comment and a huff of annoyance she exhaled. From her sudden change of reaction, the vendor could only laugh as she giggles shortly, then she said after; "Okay okay. Let me ask my brother about this, alright?"

The girl nodded in agreement.

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"Asparagus, Basil Leaves and..." Mumbled as Ruby peering through her basket, filled with herbs and greens then to the wrinkled note in her hand.

"Vanilla Herb, Rosemary..." Continues to mumble her words and her eyes clocking in the items she bought, alone in the bench amid the bustling plaza. Unperturbed when the festive comes near, joviality of expectations blinds their sight of the rising predicament when the hooded figures rushing through the shadows with blades they hold shines under the dark.

"Purest state of the stone, then be refined by chisels and hammer."

Coal fills the hearth, oil tracing for the fire.

"Young lady, may I sit here?" Asked by the old, startled the young girl with immediate glance over the stranger. Then she nodded as she budge aside and averted her gaze back to her groceries, attention all focused on what's on her hand.

"... Thymine and uh... Pepper, and Paprika..."

"Young lady..."

"And then, and then... Fern and uh..." The old calls yet no response, Ruby continue to mumble as she peers through the items within her basket, unbothered for questions and not heeding for any unnecessary in her surroundings.

"Young lady..." A second time the old called with heavy voice imprinted with impatience filled their veins when they slammed their cane to the ground—startling the girl when her eyes swiftly trailed to the person beside, felt agitated with her uttered response stuttered; "Y-yes?"

"Would you like some candy?"

"Rugged..."

"Chipped..."

"Refined..."

Sudden question was asked when the old extended their wrinkled hand with candy in their palm, perplexed as Ruby gazed at the old and she then, thoughtlessly, accepted the candy. The old was harmless for they held the blunt blade, yet the foreboding terrors rising slowly yet hidden below the ground and the ignorance of the passerbys floats above the waters; a beauty before the curtain fleets to the sky, transient...

When the leaves will wilt as the petals fall, roots may grow old and weaken as the life will be called.

To the bustling village full of flocking people when the merchants docked with pile of treasures from their vault, jovial town decored with colors and flowers for the festival to come as the embellished trees surrounds the crowding plaza. Unperturbed with nativity, yet be in joy before the blues and black shroud with misery.

"Look! That's the latest trend, wanna try it out?"

"Wanna have some refreshing and different beverage? Try this one out!"

"Man, look at this fit! Will she like me more?"

"The jewels! They're shining!"

Flocking smiles from people amassing to everywhere from anywhere, laughter and chatters overlaps with brimming bright of jolly as they walk and passing by. Bags be filled with treasures they bought and gifts they chose, head of ebullience laced with their voices and words—be it the rich or poor, the wise or the fool, the sailors and residents, swarming together within this island, to where the light shines against the dark of the night.

"Dust..."

"Ashes... Ashes... Fire oiled by blood... Remnants be gone to time."

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To the shadows where the hooded figures clashes with bloods are drawn and tainted the ground, remnants of battles engraved to the trees and the corpses littered the meadows amid the forest, lifeless be stomped by the ruthless.

The crushed leaves and the twigs snapped from the small hill nearby lure their attention, eyes gazed over the family woman in white clad. Her golden locks swayed to the wind's wisps as it whispers through the silent forest, and the green eyes glared with scorn and frown in her face.

"Ms. Vermillion, we've come to get you." Said when the hooded figure voice in his enthusiasm, hands extended to the Great Alchemist—the invitation with temptation, knew her desires yet the Great Alchemist sigh exasperatedly.

"To whom it may concern, tell me a reason why should I go back to the organization that long abandoned me and my studies?" Inquired by the mother of Ruby, a twinge of shock the hooded figures felt when the dimming blue light emits from ground they stood upon. "And who sent you here?" Another question she asked, glaring of red in her mind.

"To whom it may CONCERN, there's no room for interrogation or negotiation." They said, not any words to answer as that one hooded figure swiftly avoided her question, irked the Great Alchemist.

"Are you mocking me?"

"Yes, I'm mocking you..."

"Then—" "But I am not here to mock for joy, old friend." Interjected by his sudden response, words that piqued her curiosity, her irritation dissipated when her mind asks for more—to gain the knowledge, against the regarding risks, then be swallowed by temptation; the woman asked, "What are you here for?"

"Lend me an ear!" Exclaimed by the hooded figure with his arms spread around to the air, his rousing words of theatric act with his smile widen in enthusiasm as he gazed at the Great Alchemist.

"Then tell me your proposal." She snarled with an exasperated sigh by his action as she crossed her arms, yet ignored when he continued his bidding in his exaggerations of flowery words and movement like a hummingbird.

"The Order will be of need your talent..."

A treasured knowledge that forbids by man, by religion and beliefs.

"Oh dear Great Alchemist... Lend us your brilliance."

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"Mama is late..." Muttered when the child pouted in disappointment as she hugged the basket and glancing anywhere to see a familiar woman, yet she has not arrived even the sun has gone and the jolly lights bringing the night away, then the amassing builders and helpers with tools and supplies, passing by while the young girl waits for her mother to come.

"Viridity blinds the visages from the truth..."

"Only death knows the truth...."

[thevoyageurmoteplass-edits]

Name Meanings: Multiple Perspective Characters

Inspired by this.

Kelsey Stewart, Ria D'Lana and Detective Tomasz 'Tom' Wallace from my Crime Story; Roberto 'Robbo' Laverna, Ruby Lore and Sophia Laverna from my Superpowers Story; Alia Underwood from my Magical Entrepreneur Story; Darius Kilvert and Tristin Kilvert from my Across Stories Story.

[timespacegirls]

can't stop giggling about the way my mum predicted poor chidozie would die from the moment he said he was from cheetham hill. "people always go missing in cheetham hill" like the cause is usually an egyptian god

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

Bit of Exciting News!

Just a bit of news : For the comics class I'm attending, the lecturer said that we're attending a comics festival in my city, and for the end-of-semester assignment, each individual need to create a short comic with free themes and characters, exhibiting them at the festival.

You guessed it, I'm going to create a short comic of Jade's origin story! Of course, any Call of Duty elements will be removed (no Ghost HEUGH). It's not going to be too long, probably around 25-30 pages, but I'm really excited! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o

In response of this post, I spent the last day creating a character design sheet WIP for the characters as a requirement by my lecturer.

(Click for better resolution)

There are some asks of what Jade looked like as a kid and how Garnet (Eli) and Ruby (Gracie) looked like during their younger days, so here it is! And of course, the old man on the right who's the key figure of Jade's life, The Jeweler. Here it is!

The lecturer set the deadline in December which is CRAAAZYYY but that's what lecturers do, so when it finishes, you guys will also get a glimpse of the comic (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

[krash-8]

thank u pfx family and friends for saving me from no idea hell yet AGAIN

ft more that I made but didnt feel like drawing out