#sso derek

[wvexyz]

trying to get back into the groove of drawing after being sick but the only thing i can think about is derek from star stable

[toruq]

these 2 people 🫶

[thecedarchronicle]

i thought this trend was very them

[marie-applelord]

Derek redesign! Thank you for reminding me about how dirty he was done @toruq and @simplyssoscreenshots on my last post 💀

I completely forget he wasn't originally white which is pretty sad! I always considered his SSL art as him being Indian and I think it also works lovely for his design!

I tried to tackle his design as more practical and casual, even though it was sooo tempting to make him slay so hard. I am happy with this though, it feels very reasonable and grounded. Again, I am trying to consider and limit myself with how I do these, as if it could actually be fit to add into SSO as it is now.

Hope people like him, I know he's pretty beloved and I like him a lot too. He's just a very endearing character to me :-)c

[hazelnorthpeak]

I'm begging you SSE

Please...

Please give him the updated model...

[idrille]

Anne & Derek; On friendship and first impressions

(technically canon one-shot. but canon is not heeded too closely)

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Things Derek knows about Anne von Blyssen:

She is 5’11’’. She has long, pale blonde hair. She has a prominent, pointed nose; a similar chin. She has the kind of eyes that photograph fearsomely well.

She’s eighteen, a straight-As student, and a dressage prodigy. It’s a toss-up as to whether she’ll be shipped off overseas for university or the show circuit; it’s a given, one way or another, that she’ll be shipped off the very hour she graduates Jorvik High. Today she’ll be photographed on that huge horse of hers, the only, according to some junior attendants on set, friend she has.

Which brings him to his final fact:

Anne von Blyssen is rude.

He doesn’t know this, not for sure—not from personal experience. There are stories, that’s all.

It’s a blue autumn day when he arrives at the stable. He drops his bag on a nearby table. The girl herself is seated in a makeup chair. Two artists are on her while she types furiously on her cellphone.

Derek takes a long breath, then goes to introduce himself.

“Hey,” he says, coming around to her side. Flashes his most charming smile. “You’re Anne?”

She looks up at him. “Hi. Yes. And you’re Derek.”

Not a lilt in her tone. The deadpan delivery would be humorous if not for the abject humorlessness in her deep set eyes.

Two ways to look at a girl.

From the artist’s perspective: She’s beautiful, that’s for sure. Her cheekbones are fantastic and her hair will shine in a perfect way. She’ll be easy, she’ll be perfect, and the hours will go quick.

From the twenty year old kid’s perspective: He’s got to get out of this conversation before she sees him blush.

“Yeah.” He huffs an awkward laugh. “Yep. Yep. So, yeah. I’ll be shooting you today, you and your horse—”

“Concorde,” she supplies. She’s got the most mesmerizing eyes. A slim teal headband holds back her impressive length of hair.

“Concorde! Yes. We’ll try to keep it quick.” He scratches his neck. “Yeah. Okay. So I’ll see you in a bit.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

He turns and darts away. Might as well get set up.

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Anne von Blyssen is, in a word, elegance.

The girl he shot earlier today, Jessica, was also gorgeous, in that dark way that’s been so in style the past few years. Brazen in front of a camera, shooting her was quick, was good, was convenient.

Anne holds her massive horse by the reins. She wears a dark, spotless dressage habit, top hat and whip and all. That pale gold hair is swept up, pinned back—leaving nothing, nothing at all, to pull away from that horrible and extraordinary blue gaze of hers.

He doesn’t realize he’s staring until he realizes she’s staring at him, a stiff inquisition in her shoulders.

“Okay, Anne,” he calls. “I’m gonna get a couple shots with you on the ground, and then we’ll have you mounted. Sound good?”

She gives him a shallow nod.

“Great. We’ll get a wide shot, first. Then I’ll come up close.”

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He was right. It goes quickly.

Anne von Blyssen is magic.

She urges her horse into a canter and then, as all the sun falls onto her face, she smiles—

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She gets the job, suffice to say.

Anne von Blyssen, the new face of the Glamour No. 5 campaign.

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They start to see each other quite a bit. Autumn is stiff, freezing into winter. Anne wears a huge white sweater and jeans and fuzzy socks. She’s curled up in the corner of the dressing room, nose tucked to her shoulder, and he thinks, in a bizarre moment, that she looks like a swan, sleeping.

Then she blinks, and straightens, when she sees him approaching.

“Hey,” he murmurs, and holds out the coffee. “Two sugars, no cream. It’s still hot—”

She grabs it and takes a long sip, heedless of his warning. Her eyes flutter to a brief close. “You’re a gem, Derek,” she says, and pats the floor next to her. “God. I was freezing.”

“They’re working on the radiators now.” He sinks down next to her. He does his best to ignore how her perfume, warm and musky, fills the space.

“And the shoot?”

He checks his watch. “In the next hour or so. You tired?”

“No,” she says, in the tone that he’s come to learn means yes.

Anne is tired, most of the time.

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December.

She’s bundled up in a pale coat and three periwinkle scarves and laughs a small laugh as she leads him into the barn. “It’s high time you met him,” she says, matter-of-fact.

Anne’s monstrosity of a horse—Concorde—hangs his handsome head over the stall door. He gives a low nicker at the sight of his owner.

“He’s huge,” says Derek dumbly.

“He’s a sweetheart,” Anne tells him, and waves him off. “C’mere. Say hello.” She kisses the tip of her horse’s nose.

Derek steps up hesitantly. “Hello, Concorde.”

She grabs his arm in a hard grip and pulls him closer. “Not like that, silly. He knows when you don’t mean it. Be serious.”

“I was being serious!”

“Be serious,” she tells him seriously. Then she grins, and her whole face lights up. The worlds he sometimes sees passing beneath her pale eyes sparkle and gleam.

“Hello, Concorde,” he tries again, and ignores, for his own sake, how her long fingers are still gripped around his arm. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Derek.”

Concorde peers at him with one great dark eye.

“Don’t worry,” Anne whispers, “I’ve told him about you.”

“You have conversations with your horse?” he whispers back.

“Yes.” Her eyes sparkle as she leans close. “He’s my very best friend and he thinks you’ve got a good nose but ridiculous hair.”

He lifts a conscious hand to his messy, unstyled hair. “Not funny.”

“Not me. I think you’ve got lovely hair.”

Then, for god’s sake, he blushes, and Anne smiles again.

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Things Derek knows about Anne von Blyssen:

She’s an avid reader. Prefers Emily to Charlotte but has never tried her hand at Anne, ironically. She likes calculus despite generally disliking math. She had a gray cat named Fiona when she was little. She thinks about Fiona every time she rides by the oak outside the stable. She does not say why.

She doesn’t like new people. She has a hard time with people in general, she admits wryly. Even when there’s nothing going on she feels like there’s too much going on. She likes winter because everything’s quiet and the sun is warm but it isn’t hot. She likes the snow even when it’s sludge.

Her cheeks go bright pink when she smiles, when she laughs for real, and her eyes squeeze shut. When she’s really laughing, she doesn’t make a sound except a faint hissing. She cries when she laughs like that. She doesn’t laugh like that often but it’s always hilarious when she does.

She doesn’t have many friends. She knows a lot of people, she tells him, but she doesn’t have many friends. She thinks she wants to be closer with a couple girls from school. They ride too, she says. They board their horses with Concorde. He likes them.

She’s tired most of the time. She’s sad a lot, too.

She doesn’t tell him that, but he can tell.

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Spring, and the flowers are shy. He finds her sitting on a small hill outside the stable. Her boots are half unlaced and her hair is loose, sweaty bits still plastered to her temples. She doesn’t turn at the sound of his approach, but her shoulders shift near indecipherably. Her own hello.

“Hey,” he says.

She pats the ground and when he joins her, she looks at him, and smiles. “Hi.”

“How are you?”

“Good. How are you?”

“Fine.” He rests his arms on his knees. She’s normally quiet. She’s very quiet today, and has been all throughout the shoot and her lesson after. “Want to use my camera?”

She cocks her head, pale hair sliding over her shoulder. “Hm?”

“Want to take a picture? It’s easy. I’ll even pose for you.”

Rolling her eyes, she takes the proffered camera. “Idiot. I know how to use a camera.” She tosses her hair back and shifts to face him. “Okay, Derek. Give me your best look.”

Suddenly conscious of her eyes behind the lens, he gives a panicked kind of a smile, tight-lipped, and it becomes genuine when she snorts a laugh. Click.

“How is it?”

She holds her hand over the small screen, squinting. “It’s good,” she says. “Let me take another one. Smile.”

He obliges.

Click.

“I’m beautiful, aren’t I?”

He intended it to be in jest. She doesn’t laugh—but she nods solemnly, and raises the camera again. “Yes,” she hums. “Very.” Then she pauses. “How do you zoom? Zoom in?”

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Anne is cold in summer, shining with sweat and victory though she often is; she rarely speaks. He sees glimpses once again of the girl he was told of. But he knows her too well now, and loves her a little, too. He gets a soda from the vending machine and plucks a pink straw as a plus.

He puts it in front of her, where she sits at a peeling green picnic bench. She takes it with a disgruntled look.

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome. You okay?”

She nods firmly, taking a long sip.

“I’m heading out, then. I’ll see you…” He frowns. His calendar is packed.

“Monday,” she murmurs.

“Monday,” he echoes. She’s so pale, has she always been this pale? Her long hair is splattered over her shoulders. Even in the heat she’s a pillar of ice, an iron wall, cold to touch. “Anne,” he whispers, and leans over the table, closer to her. “Talk to me.”

She scowls fiercely. Her eyes burn and gleam. “What do you want me to say, exactly?” she hisses. “You wouldn’t listen. You’d say I’m crazy.”

“I wouldn’t.”

“You would.” Her fingers are white around the soda can. “Weren’t you just leaving?”

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Monday she finds him first. Offers him a cold, sweating soda. A pink straw already shoved in.

She is more beautiful when she’s real, he’s learned. Cut offs and sneakers and a ragged gray tank top, cheeks shining red; a pimple patch on her chin.

“Thanks,” he says eagerly, before she can dart away.

She doesn’t make an escape, though, and silently hops up beside him on the tall stone wall. They sit like that for a while. Watching the paddock dirt simmer and wave in the heat.

“Everything’s going to change,” she tells him, in a sad voice.

He looks at her and her face is open in a rare way. Despair and grief and resignation are written all over her strong nose and taut cheeks and mouth, drooping and long. The worlds in her eyes are dim and gray.

“Anne—”

She silences him with a fierce look. “Everything will change, Derek. I know everything. I’m eighteen years old.” A line appears between her pale brows. “I know too much.”

The cicadas are shrill as the afternoon fades. He’s sweaty and hot but Anne is beside him, strands of her hair stuck to her neck. Eventually he reaches over and puts his palm under hers. Her hand is warm. Her fingers interlace with his.

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[toruq]

sitting here with a big grin thinking about my favorite character and all the lore i made up for her ignore my eye twitching too

People who have a favorite sso character amaze me. Sso does so little with their characters it would feel like picking a favorite type of millennial gray wallpaper. Good on you for seeing that shit as a canvas to take and turn into something of your own. Your headcanons are probably impeccable

[windforestsso]

I still believe SSO should have rotating events instead of either having them same each time but leaving the players bored or try to one-up themselves to try to keep players interested but would mean the workers work on something that doesnt matter in the long run.

Having there be atleast two years between the same type could make players more excited. Like distance makes the heart grow fond or the like.

With the equestrian festival as exempel.

They could focus on four different riding styles: dressage, western, jumping and terrain. One for each Soul Rider.

Dressage would only have dressage, and not have Sabines races. Anne could have a quest where she teach the mc her routine she was supposed to do in the competition if she wasnt kidnapped (if the player havent saved Anne yet it could be Derek instead and he say something like "I dont know much about dressage but I would watch Anne practice and thought I should set this stuff up in her honor. I miss her") could also add some kind of rivaly with Jessica/jay as they where her villian in the old ssl games

Western would like wise only have western stuff and of players havent saved Lisa yet it could be her dad setting things up. This could be over done with camp western being a thing now. Could have a quest with Sabine. Scott buttergood can be included here with the farm animals running away.

Jumping would have Linda (who is she close to that can hold in stuff if shes still in the castle?) Linda didnt have anything against a dark rider in the ssl game so it could be Erissa. But as she comes to the game so late maybe its best if its mr Sands instead.

And Alex would have terrain. Her quest could go up against Katja. I thought it could be fun if this included outfits thats covered with mud.

If four different equestrian festivals is too much it can instead be split up to two. Like have one version with Dressage in jorvik stables and jumping in moorland. And another version with terrain in jorvik stables(or in greendale) and western in Moorland (could be in starshine ranch but to not have it too much like camp western its probably better for it to be in moorland)

With Halloween it could be that every other year Ydris can take over again to have his party, and those years would focus on the party aspect of halloween, with costumes and tales around fire pit.

And the other years it focus on the more scary part of Halloween, ghost and spiders. Have more tales about jorvikian history.

Dont know how to best split up winter event.

It can also be a complete flop of course.

With people getting mad or frustrated that the current years version of an event is less popular and need to wait about year to play the version they like.

[star-stable-tournaments]

Have you ever thought to yourself: Yee howdy, I wish I could know what everyone thinks of my favorite character, and I also wish we could all definitively rank them in popularity based on the whims of the public? Then do I have the thing for you!

Right out the gate, it's time to vote for favorite characters. The votes for favorite NPC (human) and favorite NPC (other) will be running alongside each other, with the vote for NPC (other) starting a little later to make them both finish at the same time and end in an epic dual victory.

I have chosen to split them up because there's a lot of NPC's and we can expedite the process somewhat by having separate tournaments running alongside each other.

Humanoid creatures such as Pandorians residing in the circus will be counted as humans because that's how they choose to present and I will respect that.

Certain conditions apply regarding characters added to SSO just to host races, NPC's that are named but do not take part in quests, and characters from earlier games. these characters will not partake because the list is so. long. already.

Every poll will be accompanied by a picture and a brief description to refresh your memory, so don't worry if you can't remember them just by name! If you have any concerns or can't see your favorite NPC anywhere, send a message or an ask.

The first NPC (human) tournamnet will take place over 3 sessions of 40 posts per week, because it's 120 posts and I don't want to overwhelm you with that many posts. Once we've narrowed it down to 60 favorites it will be split into 2 sessions, and once we've only got 30 contestants left, I'll post them all in one go until a winner is declared. That's also when the NPC (other) polls will be posted.

Who will go up against who is randomized and can be found under the cut.

The First tournament:

Kirsty Griswald VS Evergray

Violet Dappelbrook VS Mrs. Pike

Derek VS Professor Chiron

Mr. Pike VS Hawaii Jones

Rami VS Felicity

Ydris VS Astrid Ingvarsdottir

Sunshine Joytree VS Mr. Anwir

Jessica Lunar VS Syntax Silverstream

Elsa Einstein VS Harold

Larry VS Landon

Captain Brus VS Pi the witch

Sigry Varanger VS Julie

Aideen VS Jill Goldspur

Tor Sunfield VS Pamela Moonriver

HelmsmanVS The main character

Idun Goldspur VS Mandy

Mr. T. Cray VS Lizzy Jarlasson

Marisol VS Ewa

Sigrid VS Leonardo

Donald the builder VS Captain Waterloo

Eddie VS Bernardine Winterwell XVII

Jade VS Doreen

Courtney Summers VS Bob

Janitor VS Mayor Klaus

Terrance Rockwell VS Gary Goldtooth

Nanook VS Ivan Drake

Saga Sunfield VS Aaron Silverglade

Yousef Sahli VS The Baroness

Gavin VS Wynna Sunbeam

Galloper Thompson VS Stephanie

Isebell Figg VS Dylan

Fina Way VS Mario

Hanna Jarlasson VS Filip Sunfield

Carl VS Ms. Drake

Tim Hooper VS Isabel Stonefield

Justin Moorland VS Mrs. Peterson

Charlotte VS Tiera Vaughan

Scott Buttergood VS Li Ming Yue

Anne von Blyssen VS Darko (oh my god)

Ashley VS Lance

The second tournament:

Joe Jarlasson VS Bob Jarlasson

Linn VS Xin

Alex Cloudmill VS Maya Dew (I promise this is randomly generated, this is homophobia)

Mrs. Hill VS Josie

Jon Jarl VS Jonas

Lydia Rockwell VS Martina Sunfield

Nova VS Ferdinand

John VS Eva von Blyssen

Nic Stoneground VS Hugh

Big Bonny VS Magnus Steinar

Loretta VS Anastasia Silverglade

Edith Octavia Hartwood VS Spymaster

Sedna VS Fleur

Ricky Winterwell VS Will

Barbara VS Helga

Edward Rockwell VS Frank Einstein

Rob VS Mrs. Packard

Carl Peterson VS Kora Pelletier

Rhiannon VS Agnetha

Gaia VS Buck

Huck VS Silencia Tranquila

Jakob Goldspur VS Isolde Goldspur

Igor VS Steve

Tan VS Linda Chanda

Mrs. Dew VS Reyansh

Jack Goldspur VS Ed Field

Karl Franz of Silver Fork VS Mrs. Holdsworth

Mr. Sands VS Farah

Professor Hayden VS Daxton the tailor

Jasper Holbrook VS Erik Hightower

Tamika VS Barney Summers

Dr. Eiren Doyle VS Granny Rose

Catherine Moorland VS Ana

Poppy VS Mr. K. Trout

Tobbe Larsson VS Thomas Moorland

Imane Highcantle VS Andy

Charles VS Mel

Jupiter Peacebloom VS Mr. Hill

Stacy VS Sive

Rowan Allaway VS Mr. Dew

The third tournament:

Claire VS Guillermo Gadea

Marley Summers VS Johanna

Reed Kessler VS Jenna

Robert Buttergood VS Josh

Jamie Olivetree VS Gunther

Madison Hightower VS Mr. Cod

Tristan Goldspur VS Alexander Goldspur

Godfrey VS Carney Summers

Mr. Kembell VS Thalia

Carmela VS Mica Stoneground

Harley VS Harriet

Jessica VS Amelia

Erissa VS Freja Sunfield

Alonso Rivera Sandoval VS Emma

Kit Shorthouse VS Raptor

Luke Excavator VS Herman

Council Man VS Mrs. Cloudmill

Mr. Andersson VS Lily Bones

Keema Steelgait VS Luciana

Walter Winterwell VS James Cloudmill

Holly Hightower VS Elizabeth Sunbeam

Stein VS Enitan Taiwo Ladipo

Sindra VS Felix

Nathalie Moonriver VS Björn

Councilman Skoll VS Rania Varanger

Lisa Peterson VS Loke Sunfield

Professor Jura VS Dorith Jarlasson

Hannibal Goldspur VS Hermit

Junior Buttergood VS Conrad Maarsden

Gretchen VS Li Jian

Rin VS Sonja

Angus Goldspur VS Daisy

Petunia VS Ginny

Kai VS Judy

Mary VS Zed

Katja VS Stanislav

Mrs. X VS Ms. Morse

Sabine VS Sahar

Carin VS Avalon

Kent Jarlasson VS Beatriz

When there are only 30 rounds left, I will start posting NPC (other) tournamnets as well. They consist of these competitors:

Starshine VS Nightdust

Meteor VS Pearl Hart

Knut VS Esben

Popcorn VS Summerflower

Calanthe VS Nutkins

Sahara VS Mayor Peanut

Beeper VS Hieronymo

Sirio VS Lynx

Galloper Thompson's Horse VS Mudskipper

Sprout VS Pistachio

Lignos VS Firewind

Cayenne VS Mortifa

Crowy McCaw VS Ms. Morse's Horse

Diggory VS Shay

Ganymede VS Athena

Balder VS Pico

Nihili VS Lemmy

Beatrix VS Archie

Acerbus VS Ancient Tree

Rocco VS Lucien

Juniper VS Dellingr

Techno VS Birdie

Swedenborg VS Atlas

Crabapple VS Sapling

Ash VS Cedar

Khaan VS Kasper

Bartok VS Hrafnfaxa vom Schwanenteich

Blondie VS Rosemary

Lady VS Garnok

Balder's Mother vS Pari

Shakira VS Elli

Butterfly VS Fripp

Mardy VS Bear

Alder VS Pegaso

Valiant VS Mousebiscuit

Goons VS Brunte

[regancastlelion]

My SSO OC, her friends and her partners as quotes my friends and I have said

These are utterly unhinged. A fair warning.

Justin: 'Opens at 9am' It's 9am now, why isn't it open?

Regan: Because it's in France.

Justin: Oh.

Alex: I'm gonna tell Lisa about the pact we made-

Regan: Shut the f*** up.

Josh: Do you wish you were like Regan?

Regan: Everyone does.

Josh: *about their girlfriend and the Soul Riders* They're all so sad and emotional.

Justin: I like them big, I like them chunky.

Regan: You don't know my dad, I don't know my dad.

Regan: Bollocks!

Josh: Are you British?

Regan: Oui.

Regan: He told me not to put Saga in there, and she's in there.

Josh: Yeah, she's in there. F*** you, Justin.

Regan: I'm having a midnight crisis, and it's not even midnight.

Derek: Anne, I love you.

Anne: Me too.

Alex: If murder wasn't illegal, I would probably be a serial killer.

Justin: What do you want for your birthday?

Regan: *without missing a beat* A will to live.

Lisa: Bless you, Josh.

Josh: I'm atheist, don't you dare.

Justin: Don't make the sound. It will set him off.

Steve the cat: Meow.

Alex: 'Here is the problem: you started without a plan'

Alex: That's always my problem.

Regan: Dave is a dumbass.

Alex: An iconic dumbass.

Lisa: It's not straight.

Regan: Neither am I.

Lisa: ...fair point.

Regan: I know the internet is unstable. I'm unstable and you don't say anything about that.

For context purposes—C!Regan's partners are Justin and Josh. Don't ask why, my only train of thought was "she would cause drama for the hell of pissing people off" and thus she's dating Loretta's crush. They own a small farm in Epona, with Regan's 100+ horses, and their own horses.

C!Regan is also a full-time search and rescue firefighter (w/ one of her shires, Firebug), so she's extremely tired 80% of the time.

[centeris2]

oh good lord where do I start, how far back, how obscure, how do I pick just one thing

but if was just one thing it's probably Laverne, who only appeared in the Starshine Legacy comics from like, 2006? 2007?

What's everyone's favourite bit of obscure lore from any part of the SSO franchise?

[toruq]

derek is so funny like in ssl he was an undercover government photographer with a concerning amount of knowledge about the soul riders and their powers and in sso he's just a himbo paper boy

[thecedarchronicle]

got a new lifetime account today and this genuinely made me sad. my name is cedar derek i wanna be ur friend i would love to hear abt ur recent move to Silverglade that has absolutely nothing to do with that girl who went missing a while ago

[miracrazyblanket]

They were on a date

[littlelionturtle95]

I dont’t trust Derek though...

[piosplayhouse]

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