He is sitting there, minding his own business as well, wanting to get away, but knowing by the time he reaches the gate, he will be a donkey once more, so he is trapped here, with them, around himself nothing other than idiots as well on every single possible level. “Tsh.” As he rolls his eyes and would eat the apples that had been chopped up, he did not wish to see her, or anyone else, he wanted to be left alone, to work, which was to do nothing at all, he had his human body back, he was content, but escape, was impossible for him, as he would feel the itch for the moment and his ears would twitch. “Ugh!” Why, what had he done right now, what had he done this time, what had he done to deserve this as his ears had stretched and sat upon the top of his head, again, once again the proud set of jackass ears, why! Because he stole the apples, or because he killed the visitors that came here, which was it this time around, can he be left alone and not become a mule, could she leave him alone for that!
Circe had been bored out of her mind ever since Clarimonde decided to turn back to her precious farm. There was so much potential for chaos and mayhem since the gates were wide open for everything to pass through. It was somewhat amusing to witness the accidental moments when magic was performed but other than that she was dissapointed.
She had offered to be a teacher but Clarimonde had been so busy. Building things. Visiting families. Act as a teacher. Holding rituals. Giving orders. Having children, yuck. That snotty baby and the adopted twins took away even more time that could be spent to learn magic.
She did admire the effort of building a cult but they could be so much more.
Circe believed this day would have the same old pattern of everyone waking up, having a meal and doing chores. But she soon found out something had changed. After swirling around Clarimonde she returned to see Regulus back in human form. Feasting on apples while piles of bodies had colored the floor.
Oh dear. This was unexpected and troubling...
The witch swirled towards him. "Hmm. I see you havent quite turned back." She stated whole looking at his donkey ears before sitting down beside him. "So, what is your plan now?" Clarimonde had done something right when making a barrier to keep him from leaving by turning back into a donkey. They also managed to put protective spells on themself and the children.
The question was, was it enough?
He was still a dangerous force and people had already been sacrificed to his whims. She didn't mind violence or blood but a man child such as Regulus truly didn't deserve such incredible powers.
No. She wanted a fierce witch to rise above petty men to make them bleed and beg for forgiveness. Circe wanted someone like Clarimonde to give into rage, become a master and take away their dignity.
Clarimonde had to survive...
"You did make quite a mess in here and since you killed these ones, their loved ones will wonder where they went. Then there will be more people arriving to search for them. Not to mention people who are trying to prepare the very food you are eating or those who come to pray in your honor." For once she wasn't spitting out insults or spoke in a condecending tone. Instead she was calm and collected.
"What do think will happen if you keep killing people like this?"
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🔩 My name is Viktor Bismarck. Leader of Team Hotwire. I use he/him pronouns and I rarely travel. You may find me out and about in Unova, with my most trusted admin, Persephone.
🔩 I took her in 8 years ago. They were trained by me to be a confident battler. She is a great help around HQ.
🔮 I’m Persephone! I use she/they pronouns! I’m always keeping the other execs out of too much danger, even though I’m the youngest!
🏹 I am Telemachus. he/they. I‘m second-in-command of the grunts, even though Persephone is next-in-line for leadership. Viktor rarely leads the muscle of this team though, so the grunts report to me.
🌟 I’m Circe! They/them, please! I help hold down the fort while the other admins are out, and work on most of the tech around the base! Your defense is the most important link in the chain, make sure to keep it strong!
🔩 We all have Pokémon of our own. We’ll update this post with the information later. However, my two most important Pokémon are Ruth the Umbreon and Malware the Toxtricity. Malware is a low-key form Toxtricity.
Collective emoji guide:
🔩 means Viktor is speaking.
🔮 means Persephone is speaking.
🏹 means Telemachus is speaking.
🌟 means Circe is speaking.
//OOC below the cut!
OOC:
Hi! This blog is run by @poke-irs-real and quite frankly is not finished yet. The layout is default. The pfp is a placeholder. My apologies!
Anyway, this is an Evil Team Boss Intern AU. Lol.
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found out my sweet angel dog is dying and idk if I can go see her at all before that. I don't have contact with my family anymore but I miss her kind eyes, soft fluffy fur and little paws in my lap. fuck. I want ice cream I need it to cope
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In a stage production of Epic the Musical, I would love to see how they approach the Chimera, and the fight that occurs with it. I personally think some sort of puppet would be amazing, but also projections? Like, have y’all seen the one circus who does 3D projections of animals instead of using live ones? I mean, just imagine-
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Let me feast upon all that is yours
“How naughty, my dear.” Circe’s voice was a low purr as she tiptoed backwards to slide down onto her bed with lavender linen sheets. One leg rested above the other while her head tilted in one direction and black locks rolled down her naked shoulder as she did. “Tell me more.”
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What the hell do you mean by project?
Oh right! Let's just say I've had to pull some handiwork in fixing the poor girl! ^-^
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thunderstorming outside, would be cozy if my window would properly close and my bedroom wasn't reeking of ozone 😇
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