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Music Monday, WIP Wednesday & OC Template

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Music for my Hellaverse WIP Smile Tunes from The UnTitledverse, and it is the last official Hazbin Hotel song for this Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss song binge I decided to do. WIP Wednesday will be for The Silver Chronicles, Life, Despair & Monsters and A Radioactive Calamity Of Love, Bombs & Gore with a template for an OC from An Old Ballad Of Chance And Ember Hearts Trilogy. You can listen, read and find blank templates under the cut below:

We've come to the "Finale" song of my Hellaverse WIP Smile Tunes. Now the finale to my WIP is going to be quite different to that of the actual Season 1 of Hazbin Hotel, due to the fact I've shaken up the timeline a bit. First and foremost, by stalking the Q/A's and recent announcements on the works of Season 2 (as well as what I personally theorize will be some plot revelations), a combination of Season 1 and what information we have for Season 2 (e.g. the Vee's being the main antagonistic force, origins in regards to Alastor and Hotel members, Baxter and Crymini in addition to Arackniss and Angel's family, etc), as well as the Helluva Boss side plot running alongside the Hazbin Hotel plot, will be the beginning and middle of this WIP. Secondly, one major important change I've made is having Adam present (or rather in Heaven) during the supposed "Season 2" parts. The final battle at the finale of Hazbin Hotel will also be more of a penultimate confrontation with Adam and Heaven, before the real big bad of the fic shows her face, with a plan that involves using Kingsley, that Charlie and Samuel will be trying to stop. The "Finale" below doesn't accurately describe how my WIP will go in some parts, but it's got the overall spirit: [Warning: Minor spoilers for the ending of Hazbin Hotel... if you care]

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"He did it for us, the ulimate sacrifice He gave me his trust, and look how we pay the price This bloodshed could have been avoided If I convinced Heaven to work together I took a hotel and I destroyed it I know I could have done better Better, instead of letting you down!"

"Come on, little lady, why the frown? In the last ten thousand years You're the first one to change this town You can do this, now I know it For your story has just begun You can't quit now, hell, you owe it There's still damage to be undone You've changed my mind, you've touched their hearts Found the good in souls gone bad The stage is wrecked, the crowd is gone But by God, Charlie! The show, it must go on!"

"We can do this, we can build it Best hotel that you've ever seen Twice the bedrooms, we can fill it!"

"With more sinners than you can dream!" "It starts with you, you know it's true Fulfill your destiny!" "So long as I've got all of you with me!"

"To build a hotel, I think we need some brick and lumber." "Good thing we're in Hell Check out this little magic number!" "Start with foundation." "A remedial creation for me!" "It's as easy as can be!"

"No time for cryin', we've got a lot of work to do and We gotta try and make the best of what's in ruins!" "New coat of paint!" "New lights across the marquee!" "With a little sorcery!"

"After the battle, masterless cattle!" "Overlords hanging by a thread With a bit of bravado, maybe tomorrow We'll be atop the heap!" "While the rest of Hell's pissing!" "Alastor's missing!" "Fled with his tail between his legs Nature abhors a power vacuum That leaves room for you and me! The future of Hell belongs to the Vees!"

"This place reeks of death, there's a chill in the air And I barely escaped being killed by a hair "Great Alastor, altruist, died for his friends" Sorry to disappoint, that is not where this ends I'm hungry for freedom like never before The constraints of my deal surely have a backdoor Once I figure out how to unclip my wings Guess who will be pulling all the strings?"

"We can do this ("We can do this!") We'll be better ("We'll be better!") Though redemption may take a while ("Though it may take a while!") Wayward sinners clear their ledger!" "And we're doing it with a smile!" ("Al!") ("Oh, this guy!")

"We'll make a difference, wait and see!" "We're gonna do this, you and me! "And then tomorrow, it will be a fuckin' happy day in Hell!"

Okay so no WIP snippets story-wise to share for The Silver Chronicles as of now, but I do want to share this little doodle now turned WIP I decided to do after I saw this post and couldn't resist drawing Silva and Faith for it (plus Gavin). Another contribution to Faithbruary, though unfinished (gotta include background, Silva's locket and what few scars Silva will have on her face). Also, this is probably the only time I'm gonna actually ever draw those "petals" engraved in Faith's dress. I'll (eventually) work on the background, which will involve a bit of burning fields that the three pictured here will be undisturbed by. Enjoy!

[A/n] Gavin supports gay rights. In saying that though, he is only here to bird watch Silva.

Snippet for my DDLC WIP You Make My Heart Go Doki Doki Literature Club!, in which Monika and her new classmate Haoyu Anabuki practice the "try not to strangle the other" challenge before Monika found out their special connection to each other. It's easier said than done:

Monika could not recall a time where she despised someone. Like fully, truly despised a person.

And it was quite easy to think about, considering in the game, she only ever had herself and the girls, and to a lesser extent, the Main Character and the player who controlled him.

She loved her friends. She was sure of that. Even when the script kept pushing them towards the Main Character, and they got in the way between her and the Player, she still didn't have the heart to delete them.

She didn't... care for the Main Character. He wasn't... likeable from what she saw, but wasn't as sentient as she or the girls, nothing more than a blank slate, a hollow puppet to be controlled, really.

The Player though...

She didn't want to think about them.

She knew she was hurt by them, but she couldn't accurately say she hated them. Not unlike herself.

So what a surprise it was that she'd find someone she hated more than herself.

Haoyu Anabuki, Monika seethed through gritted teeth in the safe recesses of her mind.

The student next to her was a constant, persistent, pestering, grueling delinquent of a peer. They were like a shadow; always following close by, badgering her with both superficial and personal questions.

And sure, she may have initially volunteered to show them around, as was expected of her, but she didn't sign up on having this apathetic and closed-off loner do their darnedest to learn every little thing about her.

She was also baffled by just how Haoyu hadn't gotten in trouble for the green-dyed tip of their front hairline. It was audacious and an atrocious choice of color that didn't match their brown hair. Why not a natural color, like black, or blonde, or even pink? That'd at least be within the school's dress code.

Finally a snippet for my Fallout 3 WIP The Waters Of Life Flow where Ress hires Reilly and her rangers to fight off the Super Mutants advancing to the GNR building, due to the favor Reilly owes the odd woman:

Ress leaned back against the bunk bed, still wearing her sunglasses despite being in a bunker. Still talking. Still flirting and throwing compliments her way. Though it may as well have fallen on deaf ears with how Reilly was distracted by the taller woman's attractive physique, as well as the aura she possessed.

Her confidence both irked and aroused Reilly; though that was unsurprising to the merc, considering the woman in front of her was the youngest daughter of the Leslie Anne Bishop.

Although not as ruthless as her late husband, John Bishop, the Bishop matriarch had garnered a reputation in the west as a particularly cold individual, especially after seizing power over the rest of what remained of the crime families in New Reno. All while pregnant with Ress.

Reilly had to admit, she was kind of jealous of whatever genetics the Bishops had that make them look this good-looking. Ress didn't even look like she was in her mid-thirties.

"Ground Control to Ranger Reilly, you listening?" Ress questioned with mild amusement, halting her spiel of sweet nothings towards her.

Reilly stood at attention, shaking her ginger head from her straying thoughts, and cut right through the bullshit pleasantries, "Okay, you're clearly not here for a booty call; what is it you want?"

"Well, we still have time to do the other thing if you want-"

"Talk or get out," Reilly pressed more sternly, green eyes narrowed.

"-Okay! So, you know the two ankle biters I had guiding me around?"

"The anxious red head and his chirpy girlfriend, both vaulties, saved my rangers lives?" Reilly recalled, shaking her head at the taller woman, "Not forgetting what they did for me anytime soon."

"Yeah, well, you see, they're currently stuck in that GNR building being assaulted by the ugliest of muties and centaurs," Ress informs the merc with a smile, much to Reilly's chagrin, "And I'm here to call in on that favor you owe us."

It hasn't even been two days, Reilly mentally shook her head, before grim realization settled in.

"Hold on, you want my rangers to help you clear out those green monstrosities?" Reilly felt her sweat run cold, the echoes of Theo's screams and the absence of Butcher weighed heavy on her mind.

She sputtered out, "We barely got out alive the last time we encountered those things. I've lost two members to them. Why can't you... you know-?"

She mimed flicking and snapping and pewing with her fingers, though luckily, saving her from the embarrassment, Ress was able to recognize what Reilly was doing.

"Finger blasting my enemies to kingdom come?" Ress' words were spoken without such a straight face that it made Reilly cringe at the poor wording, "Well, unfortunately, I'm out of juice on that. I gotta go "recharge" in a way. Really inconvenient, I know. But that's not really important right now."

"I still don't understand what makes you think that I or my rangers, which are only two left, are cut out for taking on, from what you've described, a full assault force of Super Mutants," Reilly pointed out.

"That's not what I'm saying," Ress stated, her complementary grin lost for a brief moment, as she explained, "What I'm asking is for you and your rangers to provide support for Three Dog and my vaulties. The Brotherhood of Steel will be doing all the heavy lifting, once they get breathing room to reload and replace their damaged armor. Besides, once I get charged up and become big and strong again, I'll swoop in and handle whoever is left."

Reilly thought about it. She was aware there were various abandoned buildings that she and her rangers could inhabit to provide support fire for those knights and paladins.

The idea of taking on super mutants again wasn't ideal... but if Alph and Amata were in danger...

She owed them a lot.

"If anything happens to Brick and Donovan, I swear-"

"-Then you can shoot me up to your hearts delight, but that won't be necessary because you're all gonna be fine," Ress stated, pushing away from the bunk bed as she made her way towards the exit, "You're smart people. Survivors. I have faith in you. And if you manage to survive as well, I'll let you have a round or two with me. Think of it as a bonus of appreciation on my part."

Reilly bit her bottom lip, green eyes straying down Ress' backside as she acknowledged, "If everything goes well, maybe I'll take you up on that offer."

All the Bishop woman responded with was a victorious and cheerful laughter as she exited the bunker.

And here's a template for a major antagonist in my Original Trilogy, An Old Ballad Of Chance And Ember Hearts, Rouske, the leader of Yahar'ghul, with a faceclaime too.

And here's the blank template below:

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