#mr. rook action

[im-s0rry]

This is a question for this other “Mr. Rook”!

im getting my lawyer, YOU WILL NOT STEAL MY POSSIBLE INCOME OF RICHES-

This can go one of two ways,

Option One: "Alright, Rook, I'll see you in court with my best lawyers (who just happy to be my closest friends with the snazziest of suits!)"

Or Option Two:

[that-s-it]

*(Alright, we're rollin'. Don't ruin this collaboration for us, Visin. . .)

*Lightners and Gentle-darkners, welcome to this live recording for the one and only Tenna Talk Show! I'm your host, as always, Mx. Tenna! The darkner you can always count on to call themself your aunt and give you little to none of some pretty good advice in all honesty. Tonight, we have some very special guests! Everyone give it up for the one and only Mike Roffani and The Director!

*W-wait what??? Visin, you said that I was out of this recordin'! I didn't sign up to be on air today, I just had to deal with dat stupid plant-

*Oh nonono, my dearest Rophony! These two are from an. . .adjacent dark world and must have a lot to say about their careers! Now, tell us, Roffani n' Miss Director, how have your careers been shaking up? Have you seen any Lightners in the crowd? Maybe, perhaps, our glorious Little Knight, Kris, who made this dark world for us! Give them a hand, will ya? Anyway, back to the topic, how has you guy's days been? And if you don't mind me adding to this. . .what's your opinion on Rook's little gang on misfits he's made over here with me, Rophony, and him? Got anything to say about us? Don't worry, I'm always open to constructive and destructive criticism!

*(Wait! I-I wasn't supposed to be a part of this script! You know how I get when the cameras are rolling and-)

*Relax, Action! You'll be fine out here! Why dint we all give him a big hand as he misreads the room and decides to come over here now to get an exclusive interview with all three of us!

*Ummm. . .Hi. . ?

*Oh this is gonna be fun. I's can already tell. Maybe i was against it earlier, but now that Action's here to embarrass himself I feel a bit less like the odd one out in dis room. . .

*H-Hey! You can't. . . Wait! Right! Interview! Yeah, okay, yep! So ummmm. . .yeah that.

* Well, first of all, thanks for having us here on your show, Visin! It really is a new experience, especially for me! I'm usually the one sitting over there askin' stuff to people! It's nice, sometimes you just need a lil' fresh air, you know what i mean? How 'bout you, boss?

* Gotta say buddy, it's preeetty damn weird to not be behind the cameras after so long. But eh, i guess it's not that bad.

* As for your first questions, Visin. Well now that we're back at it, work is goin' pretty good i say, thanks to lil' Kris in the crowd! Perhaps the only lightner i respect.

* HAHA, YOU'RE RIGHT! It's thanks to them that i get to see the boss again!

* Aww, how unecessarily and horribly sweet, Mike (don't say things like that in public ever again or i swear to god i will fire you).

* Anyways Visin, as for your other questions, i gotta say i-

* OH MAN I LOVE IT HERE! You guys got such a nice studio, and i have to tell ya' buddy i like your style, n' that suit looks really good on ya', Visin! Do you mind givin' me your tailor's info or somethin'?

* ... Do you have a tailor?

* AHEM, as i was saying before the rude interruption of my buddy Mike, i like the vibe here!

* Your buddy Mike Rophony looks like a serious business man and that's also one of the only professions i respect, i mean, i myself am runnin' a studio n' a mo- A STUDIO, i said a studio. I know the work, i know how hard it is. Besides, i like the style, looks almost like it came right out from a movie, haha!

* And your buddy, Mr. Rook Action, from a director to another, i gotta say i like their work, sure famous people might get a lil' bit borin', (No offense, Visin) but they're FAMOUS for a reason, ain't i right?

* And i'd say that anxiety is a normal thing in this particular line of work, you know, wantin' to please the public n' all that crap, but i gotta be honest, that might actually be a problem, and it ain't gonna do you any favour, buddy. I myself have never had any anxiety problems or anythin' like that-

* What? But boss, remember that one time that we ran out of actors for a princess movie?

* Mike i swear to god-

* And you got so desperate to please the lightners that you decided to play the role of the princess yourself...

* MIKE.

* And you were stuttering almost all the time in all of your lines...

* IT'S BEEN AGES SINCE THE LAST TIME I'VE ACTED MIKE. STOP.

* And almost had a panic attack when the cameras started rolling in the kiss scene...

* MIKE. SHUT. UP-

* And then you never finished the movie because of that...

* MIKE PLEASE-

* HAHA! I remember i was playing the prince on that one, that was wei-

* MIKE I'M GOING TO STRANGLE YOU.

[lostcausegeneralart]

After That Night - Grimmrune Animatic !

Hello my fellow ghosts and ghouls! This post was originally planned to be my explanation for the other characters of my take on Chapter Three but then I made this and i decided to share it. The explanation will come later down the line but, for now, y'all can have this short animatic about The Midnight Channel. Showcased here are Rook, Mike, and Tenna, who I will definitely be going into depth in the future. This would take place after Tumbal's death and is how Rook met Mike. The song used for this animatic is JACK by Hardy. You may remember Hardy from another animatic I did for Glitch, which I am still proud of and might be doing something with in the future if all goes accordingly. For now, enjoy!

[solxamber]

HELLO!! Hi!! My goodness I really hope I'm not too late!! I really love your works and had been way too busy these days to scroll on here like usual. Seeing that you have a holiday event had caught my eye and the whole thing makes it so cute!! I was hoping maybe you could do Heartslabyul, 7, Fluff or pomefiore, 4, comedy!! Happy Holidays and thank you so much for working hard with these events!! ❄️🤍

thank you so much! Happy holidays <3

(I'll take any opportunity to write for my wife :) I'm also running out of title ideas someone send help)

Perfectly Reasonable Reaction || Vil Schoenheit

For the Holiday Event! || Prompt: "I'm NOT jealous" ; Genre: Comedy

It was just another day of being the prefect/unofficial errand-runner/problem-fixer/therapist at NRC.

This time, you were helping a nervous first-year untangle a charm spell gone wrong. With zero magic to your name, this mostly involved you holding the instructions and squinting at the text like it was written in ancient runes (which, frankly, it might as well have been).

“Okay,” you said, pointing at the paper. “Try… flicking your wrist, but like… less aggressively. Right now, it looks like you’re swatting a fly that insulted your mother.”

The freshman nodded frantically, his hands trembling as he adjusted his stance. You smiled encouragingly, even as you silently prayed he wouldn’t accidentally explode the lounge.

Across the room, Vil was perched on one of the elegant sofas, sipping tea with the precision of a king. And by “sipping tea,” you mean glaring daggers at the poor first-year while trying to look aloof.

“Roi du Poison,” Rook whispered dramatically from beside him, his eyes sparkling. “Your expression is most tempestuous today. Could it be the fires of jealousy I see in your eyes?”

Vil didn’t even dignify that with a response. He simply crossed his legs, radiating judgment.

“I’m not jealous,” Vil said eventually, setting down his tea with the kind of grace that would make royalty weep. “I’m merely concerned for my significant other’s safety. The freshman looks like he might combust at any second.”

“Oh, naturally,” Rook replied, clearly trying not to laugh.

You, oblivious to the brewing storm behind you, clapped as the first-year finally managed the spell without disaster. “See? You got it! You’re a natural.”

The freshman looked like he might cry with gratitude before scampering off, leaving you to clean up the scattered papers.

Which is when Vil swooped in like a bird of prey spotting its target.

“Darling,” he said smoothly, already taking the papers from your hands.

You blinked up at him. “Vil? What’re you—”

“You’ve been standing far too long. Sit.”

“I’m fine.”

“Sit,” he repeated, and before you could argue, he placed both hands on your shoulders and gently pushed you into the nearest chair.

“Uh… okay?”

Then, without warning, he sat on your lap.

Your brain stalled. “Vil. What.”

“I see this as a necessary course of action,” he said loftily, adjusting his position until he was comfortably settled.

“...For what?”

“For ensuring that everyone here understands you’re unavailable.” His arms looped around your neck, his tone casual, but his eyes daring anyone to approach.

“I was helping a freshman,” you said, biting back a laugh.

“Yes, well, he seemed very comfortable with your assistance,” Vil replied, sniffing imperiously.

“He looked like he wanted to die,” you pointed out.

“I’m not jealous,” Vil declared immediately, his pout saying otherwise.

“Oh, obviously,” you deadpanned. “You’re just… asserting dominance by turning my lap into a throne.”

“Exactly,” he said, completely missing your sarcasm.

You couldn’t help it anymore—you burst out laughing, wrapping your arms around his waist. “Vil, you’re ridiculous. I love you, but this? This is a lot.”

His cheeks pinked, but he didn’t move. “If it ensures people don’t get too close, then it’s worth it.”

You grinned, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek. “Well, Mr. Not Jealous, you’re cute when you’re clingy.”

His face went a shade darker, but he still didn’t budge. Instead, he sighed dramatically, resting his head on your shoulder. “Be that as it may, you should be more cautious. You’re magicless, and people will take advantage of that.”

“Yeah, because freshmen with shaky hands are definitely my greatest threat,” you teased.

“Watch it,” he warned, but his voice was fond.

Behind him, Rook was positively vibrating with delight, a camera in his hand. “Ah, what a beautiful scene! The protective Vil, shielding his beloved with the ultimate act of affection—shared proximity!”

You and Vil turned to glare at him, but Vil’s arms stayed firmly around you.

“Remind me to confiscate that later,” you muttered.

Vil’s lips twitched into a reluctant smile. “As you wish, darling.”

And so, you sat there, Vil refusing to move from your lap, your legs starting to go numb, and the entire lounge buzzing with gossip. But hey—at least you weren’t helping any more freshmen.

Masterlist

[heylittleriotact]

💚 WIP WEDNESDAY (because I actually have a WIP for you!) 💚

Here’s a chunk of Chapter 19 of i heard people are saying to get in here.

Tagging: @emmg @aldisobey @razildor @preciouslittlebhaalbae because i am a nosy nelly

💚💀💚💀💚💀💚💀💚💀💚

Rook had been helping him set up a service in the main chapel when Vorgoth materialized seemingly out of nowhere, while she was setting out the RESERVED chair covers on the first two rows for the family.

"Rook."

She flinched and whipped around at the sound of the enigmatic manager's stoic baritone, nearly dropping the stack of green velvet fabric draped over her forearm. "Fuck!"

Emmrich glanced up from arranging the urn spray around the base of the handsome brass urn containing the cremated remains of Mr. Herbert Knox.

If Vorgoth had taken issue with Rook's language, they made no indication of it, their face - solemn and bearing same sort of ageless wisdom as hewn granite - remained as unreadable and emotionless as ever.

"Sorry–" Rook said, shoulders slackening. "I didn't hear you come in."

"The maintenance staff has done well to ensure that the hinges of the chapel doors are appropriately lubricated: they shall be commended for their diligence."

"Errr... uh... good?" Rook offered, smiling weakly.

"Is your duty pressing?" Vorgoth asked, though it wasn't really asking - they had a knack for re-arranging your priorities as they saw fit. "It falls to me that I must discuss a matter of great importance with you."

Emmrich might as well have been invisible for all the notice Vorgoth had spared him - as far as they were concerned, they and Rook were the only ones in the room. He frowned and went back to primping the blooms and leaves around the base of the urn that was set out on a set of nesting cherry wood tables at the front of the chapel, keeping an ear open: what important matter?

"Uh... yeah, sure." Rook sounded just as caught off guard by this as Emmrich was. Hopefully it was nothing unpleasant... another chargeback, or Maker forbid a family complaint, but he very much doubted it: Rook was so detail oriented in her work, and had an undeniable aptitude for knowing how to meet the bereaved on their level in terms of communication and body language.

"Follow me." Their head turned with a smoothness that was decidedly un-human, and their dark and undeniably unsettling black eyes met Emmrich's. "Take care, Volkarin."

"And you, Vorgoth."

"Pray for me," Rook mouthed to Emmrich after Vorgoth turned and started silently retreating up the aisle, and then she followed them.

She wasn't gone long - a bit more than ten minutes had passed before she slipped back through the chapel doors, heaving a huge sigh as she ensured they were closed behind her.

"Is everything all right, darling?" Emmrich felt his stomach twist unpleasantly at the grim expression on Rook's face. He set down the photo frame he was wiping down with a dust cloth and met her halfway down the aisle.

"They put me on probation," she said sullenly, eyes turned downwards as if she couldn't bring herself to look at him. "I guess a family I helped with an obituary complained because it ran in the Times with a pretty big mistake that I didn't catch. It's not my fucking fault they gave me a printed copy of a typed obituary to re-type - if they'd sent me the actual Word document…”

"Probation?" Emmrich repeated in disbelief: how could such action be justifiable when the employee in question was held in high esteem by colleagues and management alike?

"Yup. Gotta straighten up and fly right, I guess..."

She still couldn't look at him, her shoulders hunched with shame and embarrassment, all of the wind stolen from her typically confident, self-assured sails.

His heart ached at the sight of her in such a state, and then ached further when it occurred to him that, of course - yes - they had dinner plans tonight to celebrate Rook passing her road test and getting her license. This certainly put a damper on the occasion...

"Rook..." He drew her into a hug in the middle of the serene space and stroked her soft black hair as he held her close in an attempt to comfort her.

Oh dear, the poor thing... he could feel her trembling against him.

"Sweetheart..." He pulled back enough to get a look at her, fully expecting tearful eyes and wet cheeks only to find himself gazing into Rook’s beaming face. “Wha—?”

“I love fucking with you.” She grinned. “Flora is being let go and they want to move me permanently to Pemberly Crossing!”

Brat. You are a brat, Rook Ingellvar, playing games with an old man’s heart-rate like that, he wanted to say.

[crimsonphantasmagoria]

Having played through Solas’s introduction once again, I've come to a conclusion about what I believe is going on with him and lies (in Inquisition). Solas does lie, from the first conversation onwards. Directly even, Mr I-Find-It-Hard-To-Imagine-A-Mage-With-Such-Power. But I think he's lying about one thing specifically: his identity. Every lie he tells is for his identity in one way or another, whether it's that he was born in a village to the north, or omitting the fact that the Archdemons, and by extention the Evanuris, are what's holding the Veil together. However, he tells quite a lot of truth too - through the medium of lies, even! Him telling Cassandra he didn't think a mage could do this is because he knows you didn't do it, and also that an artifact was involved, and is trying to lay groundwork for both your innocence as well as finding the orb. While he doesn't tell you about the Archdemons, he does deliberately posit that killing them would be potentially worse - because he knows it will be worse. I don't think any of his opinions are lies: he expresses some controversial opinions, such as the one on blood magic, and I think if he was going to lie about opinions he'd start with the one that could get him killed by Templars in a Chantry-adjacent-organisation's encampment. Obviously the man does have bias - as does everybody. And I'd also like to point out: the situation is different in Veilguard. He doesn't have to lie about his identity, he has to lie so that he can get around Rook, so, of course, the type of lies change. This is all to say, he's a strategic liar, not a malicious one. He doesn't lie for the sake of deceiving others (unless it's to get back at Sera lol). Certainly, if you perceive his actions as malicious, I can see why you'd get confused, but I think it would be a mistake to dismiss everything Solas has ever said as a lie. Not to mention boring.

[drowsy-king]

Kalv Jaana

Updated: 5/3

Full name: Kalv (Pronounce: Kal) Sarpá Jaana Nicknames?: Floyd - Aipy (As an Aipysurine Sea Snake) & Rook - Monsieur l'Œil Trompeur (Mr. Deceiving Eye) Age: 17 Height: 5'12ft Sexuality: Bi Year: 2nd year Dorm: Octavinelle Best/Fav class: P.E. Class: 2B-04 Club: Basketball

Creature: Snake Beastman Signature Spell: "Trust Me" -The signature Spell, "Trust Me," is where Kalv's eyes changed to a loop like holes that repeatedly start to change to mimic a loop. All the person got to do is stare to his colorful loop like eyes and the person is already on his control by their eyes changing to the same loop like eyes Kalv has. The spell gets wore off when Kalv gets distracted by another person/student, but the thing is that when Kalv wants something VERY badly, he is locked in like he's a missle. However, you can also turn/wave off the signature spell by slapping the person (or victim in this situation) away from Kalv's stare. Homeland: Tropica Rainforest/Jungle | Small village, "Atakal Vila" Birthday: 11/20 Personality: Sly, manipulative/silly, stubborn, teaser, alluring, flirty, greedy, and may sound dumb but he's very smart and a great strategist Likes: Sunbathing, swimming, tricking students on doing what he wants (If he has to, he uses his signature spell), the food in Monstro Lounge, valuable things, and staring/looking at anyone Dislikes: people knowing his motives, someone interrupting his signature spell on action (that's how his signature spell gets turned off), sad movies (Bro cries. EVEN disney movies, he cries.), and someone cheating on the tournaments of basketballs (Bro gets VERY annoyed).

Friends (Who he considers as friends): The tweels, Jamil, Carter, and Ruggie Classmates in 2B: Ruggie Bucchi Dormmates in Octavinelle: The tweels and Azul Hangs out with: Jamil and Carter Status in school: Mid-Popular Status in homelands: Neutral/Normal Citizen Status in dorm: Mid-Popular/Normal waiter Fav person to tease: Sebek, Jamil, and Ruggie

What people say about him: Here

[un-bearablysweet]

Ben 10 Omniverse isn't a terrible show, but it often misses its mark for the sake of comedy. And it's not even good comedy either; it's the same old "Lol. Ben's so lazy, ignorant, and irresponsible. It's a wonder how he keeps the Omnitrix at all! LMFAO" And it's like, okay, we get it. Everyone thinks Ben is a moron, but if Ben's a moron, what does that make the people who lose to him? 🤨

One of the times Omniverse misses the mark on what could have been a legendary episode akin to Adventures Time's "The Hall of Egress." It is the episode Universe v. Tennyson.

The episode about Ben going to trial for recreating the universe. Besides seeing Alien X fight, the episode doesn't make any sense. And I entirely blame writers. They did not think of the logistics of how a trial of this sort of magnitude would actually go. I wouldn't be surprised if the trial was just an excuse to see the celestialsapiens in action.

They wanted a reason to explain the different art styles and all the retcons. Which in itself is stupid. As the audience, we know why specific changes are made. They didn't need to hand-feed us retconning; it always happens.

But more to the point, the entire trial is a sham. And it pissed me off to no end!

1. Ben was never subpoenaed. Alien or not, you can't part the sky like the Red Sea and drag someone to court. You have to set an official date and time for trial, allow the defense to acquire a lawyer, and build their defense. This is basic shit, and if your excuse is that it's just a kids cartoon, that doesn't excuse bad writing.

I just can't stand when people brush over essential details.

2. Only in certain circumstances can you forcefully take a person to court. And that is if the suspected criminal is considered a danger to the public or a flight risk. And even then, it's an immediate arrest before going to court for a hearing. Ambush arrests are considered a last resort; considering Ben's positions as a plumber and wielder of the Omnitrix, Ben has little to no criminal record.

3. Due process, refering back to my earlier point, the celestial sapiens would have needed to give notice of charges, and Ben would need to be heard in front of an impartial tribunal. The entire universe is not an impartial jury. There's a reason any Rando can't walk into a courtroom and decide whether a person is guilty. What if several people aren't even aware of the trial? That could skewer the vote in favor of the Plaintiff (Celestialsapiens)

If the writers on Omniverse weren't so focused on having a hate boner for the main character, this could have been a great episode. And it is a hate boner because why else would they pick Mr. Baumann as the first witness. This dude had beef with Ben since early childhood before having the Omnitrix. His opinion is beyond biased.

Also, Rook took the first chance to air his petty grievances with Ben in front of the entire universe in a court of law, and that is beyond shitty. Ben being "ignorant of many things" isn't a proven fact; it's a personal opinion. Also, being ignorant is a crime?

And had Ben been sentenced to death or died in the trial by combat, what was the plan afterward? Rook carries Ben's body to his mother and says,

"Sorry, Ms. Tennyson, your minor child didn't have the mental knowledge and fortitude of a 50-year-old veteran; his death was totally justified. "

If Ben is ignorant of many things, it is because he is young and has only just started exploring the universe. Many toddlers should be behind bars if simply being uninformed is a crime. It's like the show constantly forgets that Ben is still young but insists on punishing him for it.

The court case is to decide whether Ben recreated the universe; his lack of knowledge and irresponsibility are not up for debate. Besides, Rook has only known Ben for a few months; I doubt that makes him a sound judge of character.

I wish they had brought different people to the witness stand. They could have made excellent callbacks by bringing characters like

Tetrax- He is literally the guardian of Omnitrix and decided that even at age 10, the Omnitrix was safe in Ben's hands. Also, the fact that Ben restores the planet Petropia can be used to defend Ben's recreation of the universe. 

Reinrassig III- I'm sure the word of Highbreed Supreme would hold more weight in court than Mr. Bauman. A small store owner on a tiny planet in the far corner of the galaxy. 

Queen Cicely of the Lewodan( ep. Con of Rath) - The mother of the Tiffin, you know, the baby Ben jumped down a man's throat to save. Ben broke the law by doing that but still prevented a massive war. 

Magister Hulka- (ep. Basic Training) Hulka is a well-decorated Plumber and was Ben's academy instructor. Ben passed with flying colors despite disobeying orders, saving Hulka's life. He even gave Ben his medal for creativity and effective tactics. His word holds more weight than Rook Blonko's, a literally rookie in the plumber association.

Azmuth- do I even need to say anything?

Maxx and Xylene are more than familiar with the Omnitrix and Ben himself. 

Paradox is literally the number one expert on the subject.

Could you imagine the cross-examination with these characters? 

And even without proper character witnesses, Ben could argue that what is illegal is not always morally right.

What is the actual crime, the crime of caring too much? And if his crime is recreating the universe without prior permission. The celestialspaiens were a hidden society; how would he have gotten permission?  

If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?

If Ben was the only living thing left after the universe was destroyed, did he really break the law since no one was there to uphold it?

Especially since he created the universe up until the very moment it was destroyed, so no time would have passed at all.  

Ben's other option was leaving that universe for dead, and pulling a Rick and Morty, but he didn't do that cause he's not a sociopath. 

The only angle that makes sense for this trial to happen is if it wasn't to prosecute Ben, but to send a message. The message that Celestialsapiens are not to be trifled with and that any attempts will be met with extreme prejudice and even death by combat.

The Celestialsapiens have recreated the universe multiple times, with even more drastic changes than just a smoothie flavor. I mean, Grandpa Max can't even open his eyes, and Azmuth's voice has changed several times. They literally point that out in the episode, and yet this is the first time a trial has ever been broadcasted to the universe.

In fact, this is the first time any other aliens have seen a celestialsapien save for Alien X. And even he was deemed a myth. So why now? Why the grand fan fair? Why broadcast the trial at all? They never notified the universe before.

 It's because the celestial aliens were afraid for the first time since their conception. Their entire beings were briefly erased from existence and recreated, and they did not like it! Do you honestly believe that they changed anything about themselves after recreating the universe multiple times? Of course not!  

But Ben doing that sent the species into a mental spiral of worry and anguish with the fear of not being completely yourself. The same curse they've placed upon the universe prior without any hint of guilt.

The trial was about establishing dominance to keep Ben from recreating the universe regardless of his reasoning. But also to prevent other aliens from attempting the same thing. That's why the trial was broadcasted through the galaxy. This was just a bunch of dick-swinging, so the celestialsapiens don't have to face any sort of actual accountability. 

[cyanide-latte]

I too would like the Copper route!! What gifts could you give, or what actions could you take, to get that good ending? There are so many important choices to make in a dating sim after all.

OOOOH THANK YOU! I am excited to really write this one out as a result, thank you for asking the specific questions!

The prompt

ROUTE UNLOCK

There are two stages to this. Unlocking the chance to become Copper's ally or his friend will be early on. Chances of encountering him at random in NRC are very low, but not impossible. If you want to ensure you meet him, the best places to look are: outside on the grounds during Track & Field meets/practices, down at the lake below NRC on the weekends, or in the library during the afternoons where he sits at one of the tables while doing extra catch-up work.

Encountering him in one of these places will trigger small talk dialogue. Avoid choosing dialogue options that remark on his behavior being weird or his appearance being effeminate, as these will put him on guard and make him less likely to regard you in a positive light.

Positive interactions in early dialogue will prompt you with the option to help Copper with his coursework. Offering this will be met with grateful acceptance and make him friendlier towards you. Helping him out with the work at least twice will make him more likely to seek you out for interaction as well.

Unlocking the romance option will happen later if you have spoken with Vil, Rook and Epel about him at least once.

ROMANCING COPPER

Bring this boy food. My gosh, bring him food. Prior to Crowley's insistence that he be at NRC to keep an eye on him generously offering Copper a free scholarship, Copper was malnourished and grew up with food insecurity due to the whims of his kidnapper/abuser. While he's recovering well, gifts of food, shared lunches and snacks still go a long way with him. If you've made it yourself, even better; no matter your skill level, the fact you made that food with the intention of giving it to him says a LOT.

Visit the lake frequently where his pirate ship rests. Pay careful respect to the ship and her undead crew when you visit. If the ship accepts you, this will bump up your affection level with Copper fast.

Same goes for showing affection to Jackie the monkey. He's a cursed, wily little beast, but Copper inherited him with the ship, and Jackie is his close companion. Offer Jackie apples or other treats, offer to let him climb on you or offer to pet him, and this will also raise Copper's affection level.

KEY MOMENTS

At half-full affection, Copper will unofficially invite you on a vaguely-defined "adventure" aboard the pirate ship. Refusing this will not drop affection, and Copper will recognize being that obtuse isn't helpful. When he approaches you the second time however, and gives details that he'd like you to help him go hunting for an unusual compass of myth that never points North, you need to accept. [Refusal at this stage will drop the romance route; he will approach you a third time, and if you refuse then, you will lose the friend/ally route and receive the Neutral Ending if you've done everything else right up to that point.] Accepting the second time will ensure you stay on track to one of the Good Endings.

Once you've accepted the offer of adventure, you'll be asked to wait until he can find the perfect opportunity to make it happen. Continue your visits in the meantime.

Continuing visits will raise your affection level and, prior to him telling you when you're going on the adventure, he will ask you (during a visit aboard the ship,) if he can talk to you about something personal and heavy.

Agreeing to talk will lead to Copper disclosing his backstory (even if he tries to downplay the details of what he's been through,) as well as his continued anxiety and fears surrounding Mr. Stone potentially showing back up to NRC for any reason. Talk through it with him. Avoid dialogue options that offer continual "I'm sorry"s and nothing else. Offering that comfort will prevent your affection level from dropping below where it's at for the rest of the game.

From there, the romance route will be dependent on your continued shows of support, seeking him out for company, accepting his company when he seeks you out, and of course accepting when he asks you to go on the adventure with him.

The adventure does take you away from Sage Island by ship (though not too far,) to a smaller unnamed island to search for clues about this mysterious compass. While you won't find the compass itself, you will learn upon your return to Sage Island that Mr. Stone has shown up and is looking for Copper. Here's where your ending options split again.

Offering to find another way to sneak back into NRC and avoid seeing Mr. Stone entirely will receive the Friendship Ending.

Offering to confront Mr. Stone together will receive the Romance Ending.

Offering to confront Mr. Stone yourself while giving Copper the option to sneak away to safety will receive the Ally Ending.

All of these are technically Good Endings, but they will change a key minute detail with what happens next. At the end of the route, Copper will approach you, asking you to make a braid in his hair. He will explain the significance of this is that he wants a means to keep the people he values close to him, even when they're not physically present.

The Ally Ending will not result in being given an object to weave into the braid, and he will tell you that you have proven yourself a trusted ally he plans to rely on in the future.

The Friendship Ending will see you being given a tiny object, most likely a bead or a coin, to weave into the braid, and Copper will tell you that you are a true friend and he hopes you'll continue to grow and go on adventures with him.

The Romance Ending will have Copper offering you a red thread to weave into the braid, and a flustered but happy admission that he likes you, and asking if you'll accept the red thread as a symbol of going out with him.

Thank you again for asking, this was fun to outline! (Could I have probably been more detailed? Probably, but I hope this works!)

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[im-s0rry]

Grimm's Chapter 3 Take - Mr. Rook Action

Mr. Rook Action, the main boss of my Chapter Three Take. He's a director and makes all of the movies in Homewood. He's a good guy at heart, but tends to make a lot of mistakes when he's actually trying to help people. One of the most crucial mistakes for the story is that he only really casts big names for roles, such as Tenna and the like. This was brought about due to a. . .disaster on one of his earlier shows. . . Anyway, that's really it for right now. So yeah.

[the-trinket-witch]

New TWST OC Hub!

(NOTE: All art depicted is a combination of freehand art and sprite manipulation, So I cannot say this is wholly my own hand. As well, SD sprites are created via this picrew and edited further by me.)

Albert Eastwind (アルバート・イーストウィンド):

(TWST OF: Mary Poppins)

Age: 17

Pronouns: He/Him (こちら)

Birthday: Aug 27

Height: 5'9" (175cm)

Class: 2-C (Student 64)

Homeland: Altus (Queendom of Roses)

Best Class: Practical Magic

U.M: 'Step in Time'- Can slow time around up to 15ft (4.5m), can only use up to an hour of time (passes as 5 minutes IRT). Buildup of blot makes use of <1hr dangerous.

Likes: Taking care of others

Dislikes: 'Piecrust Promises' (lying or sparing someone their feelings)

Personality: Cheerful, practical, self-flagellating, one to suffer in silence, truthful, wordy, uplifting, formal

Nicknames: Swordfish (Floyd), Monsieur Parapluie (Rook)

Eugenio 'Yuu' Hernandez (エウヘニオ・ヘルナンデス)

(TWST OF: N/A)

Age: 16

Pronouns: They/Them (僕)

Birthday: May 15

Height: 5'4" (162cm)

Class: 1-A (Student 13)

Homeland: Alameda, CA, USA

Best Class: P.E

U.M: 'Beast Tamer'-not magical, but the threat of La Chancla upside one's head tends to put rowdy schoolboys in line

Likes: Cooking, learning about Twisted Wonderland, days off

Dislikes: Overblotting, Some of the Dorm Leaders, having to do Crowley's go-for work, going hungry

Personality: Pragmatic, wry, inexperienced, mature, tired, fun-seeking

Nicknames: Shrimpy (Floyd), Monsieur Trickster (Rook)

Tidus Rhin (ティダス・ライン)

(TWST OF: Archimedes-The Little Mermaid (TV Series))

Age: 16

Pronouns: He/Him (自分)

Birthday: Nov 17

Height: 7ft (213cm)

Class: 1-C (student 50)

Homeland: Coral Sea

Best Class: History

U.M: 'Fathom's Below'- Can use infrasound frequencies to cause a variety of physical/psychological effects

Likes: Human Culture

Dislikes: Being used exclusively for his strength

Personality: Bubbly, curious, naive, scholarly, headstrong, tame, protective

Nicknames: Jinbei (Floyd), Monsieur Vaste (Rook)

Lázaro Muertinez (ラサロ・ムエルティネス)

Age: 18

Pronouns: He/Him (俺)

Birthday: Nov 2

Height: 6'0" (182cm)

Class: 3-D (Student 42)

Homeland: Land of Dawning

Best Class: Music

U.M: 'Recuérdame'-digs up lost memories of those who hear him playing music. Memories are random.

Likes: Playing any instrument he can get his hands on

Dislikes: Art theft

Personality: Cheery, familial, boisterous, spontaneous, savant, festive

Nicknames: Celebes (Floyd), Roi de la Guitare (Rook)

Aadesh Sona (アーデシュ・ソナ)

Age: 28

Pronouns: He/Him (俺-様)

Birthday: Oct 18

Height: 6'5" (195cm)

Subject: 'Counselor' (Inside Trader/Intel Gatherer)

Homeland: Sunset Savannah

Species: Beastman (Constrictor)

U.M: 'Silver Mist'-lowers brainwave activity, putting people to sleep. Cannot influence actions via UM itself, but has a degree in psychology so only needs to have one in a more suggestible state.

Likes: Having the upper hand, Praise from Mr Khan, power

Dislikes: Things not going his way, Knots in his tail, Kids too smart for their own good

Personality: Conceited, intelligent, scheming, two-faced, obsequious, manipulative, eloquent, self-serving

Nicknames: Scaly Bastard (various), Creepy Constrictor (various) Doctor (clients)

The Janitor (管理人-さん)

(TWST of: Myself! My Actual 'Self insert')

Age: 6 months

Pronouns: They/Them (自分)

Birthday: Sept. 15

Height: 5'4" (163cm)

Role: Janitor

Homeland: Nightraven College Science Lab

Species: Construct (animated anatomical model)

U.M: N/A (Has a charm that makes their sign language understood by those they communicate with)

Likes: Cleaning, free time, learning about 'Life'

Dislikes: Purposefully messy areas, People not understanding their signs, (eventually) being treated as a slave

Personality: detail-oriented, tidy, tired, sassy, overworked, nonchalant, wry

Nicknames: Handybones (various), Bones Malone (various), The Assistant (Sam), 'Oh Shit You Scared Me' (various), The Walking Halloween Decoration (various) Glassfish (Floyd), Souverain de Propreté (Rook)

Rajesh Khan (レージェシュ カン)

(TWST of: Shere Khan-Jungle Book)

Age: 53

Pronouns: He/Him (俺-様)

Birthday: Nov. 17

Height: 5'9" (175cm)

Career: CEO (Khan Corp.)

Homeland: Scalding Sands

Species: Beastman (Tiger)

U.M: 'King of the Jungle' Magically amplifies his infrasound roar, making it easier to intimidate.

Likes: Exotic food, smooth business dealings, news from Aadesh, opera, body building

Dislikes: Insubordination, lack of information, kicks to the knee

Personality: Austere, collected, explosive, cutthroat, confident

Nicknames: Sir, Mr Khan

Finally also: the Voice Claim Trailer

[dinosaurstirfry]

A list of all mandatory bosses in my chapter 3 take each boss appears at the end of a "channel" which is basically just a different area of the dark world

Bosses in order of left to right:

Da Boss: Da boss is the boss of the noir channel. He isn't very bright but he does care about the members in his gang

Shef Cnàil: Cnàil (pronounced sh-nall) is the boss of the cooking channel. they are like a french Gordon Ramsey but they get a little more angry at bad chefs

Napstablook: Napstablook is the boss of the anime channel. I don't think i need to describe their personally, unless you haven't played undertale

Spook"e": Spook"e" is the boss of the horror channel. She doesn't like to frighten anyone but she looks so scary that tenna decied that this was the perfect channel of her to be on

Elephanto: Elephanto is the boss of the abandoned channel. He seems to get along very well with his co stars, until you actually speak to them 1 on 1 after elephantos fight and learn the truth of elephantos insanity. Elephanto is also this chapters secret boss but he takes a different form than the one you see here

Super Card: Super Card is the boss of the action channel. He is the best hero this world has ever seen i feel safer just talking about this incredible and amazing hero, nobody know his real identity

Tenna: Tenna is the boss of the blockbuster channel. This charming and kind show host is forced to do bad things by a mysterious person referred to as "R". Tenna cares deeply about kris and treats them like they're his own kid

Mr "R" Rook Moote: Rook is the final boss of the chapter. He is pure evil, controlling tenna to do his biding while he hides in the shadows. He started his evil rain when Susie freed him from his sofa prison. After the end of the chapter he ends up in castle town prison in a cell next to King.

[chibi-celesti]

EXEC_ZENVA=RYUSSE >> FLEUR_CITY, Part 2: Departure

~Twisted Tonelico~

~Night Raven: Mirror Chamber~

It was early dawn at Night Raven College. All students that were chosen to go were all accounted for, their bags packed and ready to go. While many were caught off by Malleus’s sudden announcement of being given an extended Invitation by Noble Bell’s very own Student Council President, they were all still excited for this trip. Some of them for educational purposes, others were more curious about what made this Arcane Trip so special.

As soon as Meryu and Grim had arrived, everyone minus Deuce, Epel, the prince himself, and his retinue were surprised about them traveling as well. That was, until Meryu explained their situation to them. “Ah, so it was your doing,” Riddle said, glaring at Grim and disappointed by his actions.

“Please be easy on him, Mr. Riddle. He was already chewed out by the Doctor.” Meryu reasoned. “Besides, I don’t mind going. I just wish it was done without him being a troublemaker again.”

The Red Rose Tyrant relented on correcting the dire beast, and instead chose to congratulate them on tagging along. “It is a pleasure to accompany you, Melenas-san.”

“Likewise, Mr. Riddle.” She then gave the Fae a quick glance, and smiled. Happy to see him invited to something by another. And the same city nonetheless.

“The old coot is really letting you go?” Idia questioned her. “You know what’ll happen if you do, right?”

“I do, Mr. Shroud.” She said firmly.

“And all the more reason for some careful planning in advance!” Crowey suddenly appeared behind the Ignihyde Housewarden, making him shriek and rush to hide behind Azul and Jamil.

“Oi! What’s with the Jumpscare, Headmage?!”

Both second years were annoyed by the otaku’s behavior. “Please refrain from using me as a shield, Idia!”

“What are you talking about, sir?” Ruggie asked, tuning them out.

“As some of you are no doubt aware, Ms. Melenas is a…delicate case.”

“The term you’re looking for is Glass cannon.”

Rook agreed. “Oui. Sa beauté et sa magie sont aussi puissantes que fugaces. Yet, you are allowing her to go?”

Crowley began his explanation. “After some discussions and planning, we managed to make an exception that allows her to travel safely on this trip. She has been christened with a song that will allow her to temporarily allow a special host to be her Source of Life.”

“Her [Ar Tonelico], right?” Silver said, to which the Headmage agreed.

“Ms. Melenas, if you may please,” The girl bowed quickly and began to sing to the Dark Mirror. Her tuning with the Artifact summoned the being within and they began to perform as one. Their performance caused the mirror to begin glowing brightly.

Once the song had ended, the Mirror remained glowing. It's light ready for the party to go across. “We're all set!” She announced.

“Splendid!! Take care everyone! And don’t forget that I do not mind any inquiries you’ve gathered from this trip.” (In other words, he was bribing them to buy a souvenir from the City.)

It was Prof. Trein’s turn to give the students a warning. “Remember, students. You all represent Night Raven College. and all its glory. Any trouble you cause will reflect poorly on the school. Understand?”

“Yes, Prof. Trein./ Yes, Sensei.”

And with that, everyone proceeded into the Dark Mirror, traversing beyond the borders of Sage’s Island, and opening up a part of the world yet to be seen.

~Fleur City, Noble Bell College: Lecture Hall~

The moment their feet had touched the ground and the light dimmed, the NRC group had arrived to the infamous Noble Bell College: The hosts of this Arcane School Trip. The Hall was huge, almost as if it were a Cathedral’s prayer Hall rather then one dedicated for scholarly purposes like at NRC. Massive stained-glass windows shined down the early mid-morning sun’s rays, coloring the room. Everyone was awestruck by the beauty of it all.

Meryu was the first to voice her feelings. “Wow! I’ve never seen something so, so…”

“Beautiful?” Malleus finished her sentence.

“Yes.” She blushed.

“This place is ginormous!” Grim exclaimed. “I can barely see the ceiling!”

From far away, a young man no more than 18 years of age and his two trusted aides were making their way to greet them. The uniforms for Noble Bell differed vastly from NRC and its rival school. While the aides wore simplified versions of the uniform donned in maroon, black and purples, his stood out to showcase his status as the Student Council President of Noble Bell: He wears a tricone robe that stops by his calves, with heeled shoes with his coat also sporting some curtain like fabrics on the back. Unlike his peers who wear berets, his cap was more akin to an old 15th design, and it appeared that some type of soft, purple scarf draped from the back of it. Underneath his hat was white hair cropped very short.

His emerald eyes, judging them every single Mage of Night Raven, hardened in disgust at the sight of the High Prince of Briar Valley himself. ‘Such vile creatures. All of them.’ He thought to himself. But the moment his eyes laid onto the magicless Prefect, he felt his heart freeze at the sight of her. No words would do any justice for this boy to describe her beautiful and other worldly form in his mind(makes sense since she was said to be from a world without magic). Shaking away those musings, he stepped forward to introduce himself to their ‘guests’.

“Greetings, everyone. It is a pleasure to meet Night Raven College’s finest students,” He said. “I am Rollo Flamme, the student Council President of Noble Bell College. It is wonderful to meet you all.” He extends his arms in a welcoming gesture.

Prof. Trein comes forward to introduce himself. “It is our pleasure as well. We look forward to seeing what your school and the rest of Fleur City has to offer. I know I’m happy to visit this place once again.”

Again? Mr. Trein came here before? Meryu wondered as the professor proceeded to introduce each student by name. Some shook hands with Rollo, others exchanged verbal pleasantries with him instead. As he came to both her and Grim, the latter had boasted his name and place as the ‘Greatest Mage in the making’. Rollo had humored the dire beast before finally facing her. “Hello. I am-”

“Meryu Ptrapica Melenas.”

“Oh,” She didn’t expect him to say her name before she did. “Y-yes. Nice to meet you, Mr. Flamme.” She finished with a bow.

“Please. There is no need for that, Melenas-san,” He said to her as she slowly rose herself upright. Her doe eyes staring at him with a naïveté-like charm stirred a spark of heat in his soul. “It is my pleasure to meet you.”

“Psst! You see this, Deuce?” Epel asked, leaning close to his friend.

“Yeah. His tone changed very quick when speaking with Meryu-san. When he spoke with us, he sounded almost like he was tired and disinterested,” he whispered back.

“Why d’ya think it is?” The spade shrugged his shoulders.

“Whispering is very rude, boys.” Rook said behind them. They both shouted in surprise, scaring Idia in the process and causing him to duck behind Silver and Sebek. Their actions didn't go unnoticed by everyone else in the room. Many sharing looks of confusion, disappointment, or curiosity at the outburst. Embarrassed, the two first years apologized for their rudeness.

Rollo cleared his throat. “Now, then. These two are my most trusted assistants. Our Vice President, Anthony,” He waves his hand to the brunette. “And our aide, Lothaire.” He does so again but to the one with brown hair. “When they heard they would be meeting with students of an esteemed academy such as yours, they stopped everything and came as quickly as they could to greet you.”

Both boys spoke about their excitement and joy of meeting everyone. Compared to the older boy, these two were much nicer and welcoming to their guests. It was a bit odd, not going unnoticed by a few in the group.

Their newest acquaintances offered to escort them to their temporary rooms during their stay and they accepted. Deuce leaned back over to Epel again. “Whatever the reason is, we should try to warn her about Flamme-san. Just in case.”

“Yeah. Wouldn’t wanna get on Doc’s bad side again,” They left their discussion at that and followed behind the others. They exited the Lecture hall part of the College, Rollo explaining their school’s history, with Anthony and Lothaire adding additional information as well.

“Mr. Flamme. Your campus has a calming aura, and is thriving with such beautiful flowers and plants,” Meryu admitted. “Are they the school’s doing?”

“Yes and no, Melenas-san,” Anthony answered. “Our city takes pride in its flowers, so both the staff and the people all took part in cultivating them! However, our students also help in taking care of them as well.”

Her eyes shined in amazement. Balancing her familiar in her arms, she went into her school bag(careful not to drop any of her supplements) and pulled out her Ghost Camera. “May I…”

The Vice president laughed. “Go right ahead! We love for visitors to capture the beauty of our school!” He watched as she took photos close of some flowers within the passing courtyard. She even caught some Noble Bell students milling about the place near them, too.

The White haired boy covered his face again with his handkerchief, staring at the girl lovingly before putting it away again. “Our school may be small and not as well known as Night Raven, but we do hope you all are willing to indulge nonetheless.”

“Thank you. Your hospitality is quite delightful,” Malleus complimented him. The prince himself was pleased so far with the trip so far, he didn’t even seem to mind some of the bizarre, harsh looks sent his way from Flamme too much.

“Again, it tis our pleasure, Draconia-san.” Odd. He said that through gritted teeth…Why is that?

They continued their walk closer to the school and then were introduced to the historic figure that Noble Bell pays tribute. A single statue was smack dabbed in front of the building depicts a old, wise man on his horse. His appearance gave off an aura of authority; that he is determined to cast judgement on the guilty to ensure order like the Queen of Hearts, but much, much more impartial.

Looking at him, Ruggie spoke about how the man would scrutinize him if he were to just sneeze, almost mistaking him for a king.

Grim, from his place in his tamer's arms, curiously pointed at the statue. “Who's this guy?”

“This is the Righteous Judge,” Rollo said, his heart filling with pride.

“Righteous…Judge?” Some members of the class were confused by the name.

Riddle helped explain some pieces of his importance to the familiar. “He's an important historical figure. It says so in the history textbooks.”

“That's correct, Rosehearts,” Prof. Trein added. “The Righteous Judge is a prominent figure of Fleur City. You could say, he is just as vidal of an admirable figure like the Great Seven themselves.”

“Precisely. Thank you, Prof. Trein,” Rollo was beaming with pride, eyes focused on the statue before facing everyone again. “It was said to have brought order at a time where criminals and thieves run amok as well. It's thanks to his actions that everyone in Fleur City holds him in high esteem. The students of Noble Bell likewise seek to emulate his honorable conduct.” Most of the group now educated on the Judge’s heroic exploits were in awe of him. Having new found respect for the pious man of legend.

*DING, DONG*

The sound of a bell’s toll sung in the area. It came as a surprise to everyone, and the third year Iginhyde wallflower once again hid within his peers at the sound. “What was that?!”

“Is there anything your not scared of, Senpai?” Jamil looked at him, chuckling at his cowardice.

“Ah, that. What you all hear is the [Bell of Salvation],” Rollo explained.

There’s that name again. “Bell of Salvation?”

“With a name like that, it sounds super grandiose.”

“A name that is well deserved. This bell is an incredibly unique and valuable magical artifact. It has been a part of our school for generations.”

Hearing the importance of such a historical artifact tickled Malleus’ fancy. “I can tell you seem to cherish it, Flamme. Is it comparable to Night Raven College’ Dark Mirror?”

“Most definitely,” The professor told him. “Many arcane academies possess magical aritifacts. Those artifacts become emblematic of their school.” He closed his eyes, thinking of blissful nostalgic days. “It has been many years since I’ve last heard the Bell of Salvation myself.”

Azul looked at him astonished. “You’ve been to this place before, Professor?”

“I have. My wife and I came here for our honeymoon. I remember it at if it were yesterday.”

…

“Grim? Mr. Deuce? Mr. Epel?”

“Hmm?/ Yeah?” They turned to their friend who poked at their shoulders.

“Doesn’t that name sound familiar?” She said quietly.

“What name?”

“[Bell of Salvation].”

“Whatcha mean by that, Mi-” It took them a few minutes to understand her meaning. “Wait! Headmage Crowley said something about that before we came here!”

“Is it possible this Bell he told us is the same one you’re connected to?!” Their friend nodded at their hypothesis. “Think we’ll get to see it?”

“We can take you to go see it for yourselves, if you all wish to,” Lothaire offered.

They all then left toward the towering pagoda connected to the school. The way to reach such a precious treasure was ascending countless flights of stairs. The first few were fine for everyone to climb up just fine. But as they continue their ascend...there were some…exhausted casualties of the stairs. *Cough* Azul and Idia *Cough*

The Octavinelle Housewarden was breathing heavily, his legs feeling like jello. “How..many..stair…cases…are in…this tower?!”

His club member, close to passing out himself, agreed.“Why…is there..no Working ele…vator?! This place…sure could…use one!”

“There should be some broomsticks at this school. We could go back and grab them for you guys,” Epel mentioned.

Meanwhile, two people-Ruggie and Jamil- just looked down and laughed at their classmates' despair. “Aw, Epel. That’s just cruel,” The Viper said.

“Knowing how they struggle in flight class, it definitely won’t end well for them,” Ruggie snickered, continuing to walk ahead of them.

Idia silently wept, knowing he won;t be getting much help from anyone. He looks up where the rest of the group walked up the steps without any issues. Then, his eyes focused on one person in particular. “Oh, if only someone could help us up. Maybe someone who could lift me up when I am down.” He whined hoping they would hear him.

Sadly, his prayers were not answered. “Nope.”

“Huh?” He squeeked when he felt his arm being pulled by a very annoyed Deuce.

“She’s not falling for that again, Senpai,” He said, carrying half of the otaku on his body up the rest of the way.

“Come, Roi des poissons! We must make haste!” Rook added, lifting Azul with help from Epel.

“W-wouldn’t be nicer if Meryu just helped us out?!”

“She can’t. The headmage told her not to.”

“Eh?!” Azul and Idia(mostly the latter)were hoping they were hearing things. “What do you mean Crowley to her not to!”

“This is the first time we’re hearing of this,” Riddle said in shock. “Why is that?”

“He doesn’t want anyone else to know of her powers, remember?”

“Other than STYX and the whole school, no one knows what Meryu really is, and he doesn't want anyone else in the Fleur City to know.”

“... Makes sense. Not many people remember, let alone know what the heck she’s singing half the time.”

“It may be less of the language and more of her powers,” Silver pointed out. Given what all the oddities her powers bring, it’s still too soon for the world to know the presence of Song Mages/ Reyvateil again.

They dropped the subject and continued onward, finally making it to the summit of the edifice where everyone else waited for them. With a dramatic flourish of his hands, Rollo showed them his school’s pride and joy. “Behold before, the Bell of Salvation.”

~EXEC_ZENVA=RYUSSE >> FLEUR_CITY-Tes Biron~

[glitch-the-artist]

the goofy aah

(btw these sketches are amazing bro.)

I can imagine rook trying to flirt with director, but failing miserably due to them sucking at it.

anyways the director is owned by @mercair

[rin-hanarin]

The Moon and the Wheel of Fortune for the esteemed mr. Renzo-

From the Tarot ask game.

The Moon: How does Rook's past impact their values? Does their past come with any biases or blind spots they have to account for?

Renzo was first acquired by a House that had the most heinous and detached ideas of the Crows beaten into him at a very young age, and it wasn’t entirely successful mostly thanks to Viago solving the issue of that House existing, but also thanks to Renzo’s own nature and his attempts to resist and rebel at every opportunity, even though he was broken by it more than once.

Because of his upbringing Renzo’s first response to everything is “We should kill the person responsible for an issue at hand”, because there’s always someone responsible, and he’s not cruel, but very utilitarian about it. He’s not debating with himself whether his marks and targets deserve it or not, because if someone wants you dead enough to pay the most expensive assassins to do it, you probably deserve it, and if you don’t? He doesn’t care.

It becomes a bit more tricky with collateral damage and unrelated people being involved, but Renzo tends to actively ignore them, and the only time he doesn’t gets him sent away from Antiva. Renzo tries very hard to actually adhere to the things he was taught by the Crows and ignore unfortunate “little people”: elves from alienages, servants of unnecessarily rich marks, Tevinter slaves, but he often sees himself in them, and the best thing he can do is detach himself from it completely. He can’t help anyone and he knows it, and with the Veilguard he feels like he gets an opportunity to rectify that and atone for his inaction for the first time in his life, even though  his “help” is just more assassination, sometimes for the right reason and not just because he was paid to do so.

The same thing can be said about Renzo’s attempts to help others in the Veilguard, and he actually learns to unlearn it during his contract against the gods. Renzo is ready to get rid of the source of anyone’s problems at any time, nuance be damned: he’s ready to kill Illario, Cyrian, Isseya, Hezenkoss, Aelia, you name them. He doesn’t care about these people, but he cares about those closest to him, more than he can admit, and he has to come to terms with the idea that maybe assassination doesn’t solve as many things as he’d like. Maybe he should relearn how to care; maybe he shouldn’t be so ready to just get rid of someone hurting people he cares about. Maybe things actually are a bit more complicated, and you can’t just kill the problem and expect others to appreciate it regardless. 

The Wheel of Fortune…2! Describe an interesting character moment for your Rook. What made this moment stand out to you?

One of the first things that came to mind was a dialogue Renzo had with Bellara: she is worried about her brother and that she might end up on the same path as him, and Renzo is trying to comfort her. The attempt is a little bit awkward, he’s joking for the most part, but he’s trying anyway, and he’s careful and gentle about it in a way he doesn’t really show with anyone else.

The thing about Renzo is that he neither can relate to family issues (House de Riva doesn’t count), nor is he worried too much about the morality of his actions: he was sold to the Crows by his own family and raised into an assassin. He doesn’t understand Bellara’s attachment to Cyrian, or her worries about ending up like him and becoming a so-called “bad person”, because he’s convinced he’s beyond “saving” himself, and it’s not the end of the world for him. At the same time he doesn’t want her to be like him: Renzo’s own heart is guarded by indifference, and his first instinct is to offer Bellara help in the only way he knows, which is to eliminate Cyrian in case she can’t fight him… Yet he’s trying to comfort her in a way that is good for her, because something about her evokes the gentle part of him he thought he no longer had. He doesn’t get why she’s struggling, he doesn’t understand how she feels, but to him, Bellara is an example of what a “good person” actually is. Bellara is passionate and empathetic, but she’s also so critical and unforgiving of herself in a way more people should be that Renzo is convinced she wouldn’t have followed Anaris no matter what, and he’s trying to convince her that that’s the case.

It’s awkward and done through jokes though, but it’s the thought that counts, and hey, maybe he’s trying to make her laugh on purpose (he always is.)

[mentallyshattered]

This is part 20 of the "What if Yuu didn't want to go back?" Series!

(I, the author of this work, do not consent to this work being crossposted/translated without my knowledge or used to train an AI, ever.)

Masterlist

"Okay, I'll go first. I'm the oldest."

Grim and I share a look. A silent, mutually thought idea is agreed upon and placed into action. Grim dismounts from my shoulder and onto the desk with the board.

"Can I go first? Please?"

He sits, loafing, on the wood, giving his best kitten eyes directly to Idia, and mews softly.

"Alright, sure. Why not?"

Ortho turns sharply to stare at his brother. "Idy! I can't believe this! Willingly abandoning better chances for a cat? And no gain? You shouldn't!"

"You know me, Ortho, you know me! He's too cute; I can't help it! I'm a cat person, and I cannot abandon my primary morals!"

I roll the die. We move four spaces, onto a spot where a cliff leads. We might wind up there again later.

"Your turn, Mr. Oldest."

Grim looks at me. Ortho looks at Grim. I look at Ortho. Smugness and anger and amusement, and only one die has rolled. Only one piece has moved. This is going to be so much fun.

Grim looks at Ortho with the same adorable stare, and Ortho falls just as his brother did.

"...Fine. But only because you're cute, okay?"

Grim gets up, saunters back over to me, and gets on my other shoulder. "You heard him, Mr. Oldest. Your turn."

Idia rolls a three. Ortho rolls a five. Azul walks over and sits at the table, between me and Idia. I look at Idia, who refuses the eye contact but stares at the bridge of my nose long enough to say it: "he could still join the game."

"Hey, Azul! Not sure why you're still wearing those. Barbed is more in-style."

Azul sputters and stutters, eventually settling on, "You are a vice housewarden! You should know what glasses are!"

We laugh. "Hey, if we let him join, he might spend the whole time talking instead of playing. Y'know, like he did with the chessboard."

Azul sputters again. "I will not!"

"Myeeh... I don't think so. Prove it."

"Fine! I wi- wait! You're just trying to make me mad!" He inhales deeply. "I am going to go do something else."

Then he gets up and leaves. The other four of us just look at each other, shrug, and continue playing.

The game itself is uneventful, but the interactions are comedy gold. My favorite two are:

"Oh, come on! I could easily fly right back up there!" -Ortho

"Well, Grim, we've fallen... pretty far. You roll the die now; I have two broken legs." -me

All in all, it's a win. Not really- Ortho won the game- but the experience was a net positive.

"Good game, guys!"

Ortho and Idia agree. "Good game."

Ortho sighs. "Everything is so much fun. I'm so glad this happened."

"We're glad we joined."

Ortho laughes a little at that. "Not really what I meant, but I'm glad you joined, too."

"Myeh? What did you mean?"

"Well, I kind of... Died? And Idy managed to make a body for me. I'm technically a robot, but I do have a soul!"

Idia smiles, his sharklike teeth easily visible. "It was a little difficult, but I'm glad I did it. Being an only child sucks."

"Myeh, that's so cool! Azul is giving you a funny look, by the way."

"He is?" Ortho turns around. "Hey Azul, what's it to ya?"

Just like that, club time is over. It's now back to the dorm to rest and eat.

Korrak is awaiting our return. He's pouting a little, but, after Rook explains that new science club members don't get to handle acid on day one, things start making a little more sense.

"Well, I still don' like that Azul feller."

"We g-gotta meet Heartslabyul's v-v-vice housewarden. He made p-pastries, but didn't b-bring any."

"I got t' meet th' housewarden o' Savanahclaw. 'E really ain't all that plesent."

"Azul is annoying. Fun to mess with, though."

"'Ere's a lot o' folks on th' Spelldrive club. Tons o' Savannahclaws."

"All I had to do was look cute at them, and they let us roll first! It was great!"

"At Azul? Or at s-someone else?"

"At Ignihyde's housewarden and vice housewarden! It was hilarious."

" 'at's all it took, eh? Good fer y'all! By th' way, Leona said somethin' 'bout a celebrity- y'all know what 'e meant? 'Cause I don' know no celebrity."

Rook bursts into a laughing fit beside us. I can feel Vil's eyes from across the room, though there is notable confusion in his gaze.

"W-well, I don't know any, s-so I can't really h-help."

"Myeh... maybe he just meant 'moderately popular influencer' and doesn't know what a celebrity is."

"Th-that's probably it. Th-then again, I probably w-wouldn't know one if they b-brushed my hair."

Accross the room, I see Vil sigh and shake his head. He's probably figured out that none of us keep up with pop culture. He might know the celebrity, but I say it's none of my business.

The sun is low on the horizon, our food is eaten, and our dorm uniforms are cozy warm. Rook is still giggling beside us, Korrak is still complaining about the lack of handling acid he got to do, and Epel is calling Leona lazy.

It's been a good day.