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Updated: September 20, 2024

Reworked Character #6: Nadia Cassel

POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING: Viewer discretion is advised due to references to death, neglect, abuse, kidnapping, stalking, and SA.

Real name: Nadège Véronique Comtois

Alias: Ravenous Chatterbox and Boffin That Flies High

Occupation: Private of the S.P.A.R.R.O.W.S. and a tactical scientist for the Amadeus Syndicate (formerly)

Retirement plans: Become a professional forensic scientist, acquire a private jet, and establish an art studio and an ethical science lab

Special skills: Marksmanship, piloting, forensic science, knowledge of biological agents and toxins, and creating detailed, observational drawings of enemy positions and terrain

Imperfect clone abilities: At her own will, she can rapidly regenerate missing limbs and organs, minimising blood loss and restoring her body to its original form without the need for medical aid. Her blood possesses extraordinary healing properties, capable of instantly curing non-lethal ailments, skin punctures, and all manner of burns. When Nadia opens her mouth wide and flexibly shifts her upper and lower front teeth, she reveals four syringe-like fangs, which are neatly concealed within the hard palate. These fangs enable her to consume the blood of other living beings and replenish her own lost vital fluid.

Her body is resistant to all lethal toxins and pathogens. Moreover, she possesses incredible agility and can move at hyperspeeds. Notably, her pancreas, shielded by a thick layer of blubber, has the unique ability to produce a bile-infused silk. She utilises this silk to puke up robust, ensnaring nets that capture her victims and slowly burn them with its corrosive properties. Nadia’s hands feature reseda chartreuse eyes with feline pupils, granting her night vision, and her fingernails are entirely fleshy, concealing retractable claws made of an adamantine greenish-yellow material.

Hobbies: Painting landscapes, going on shopping sprees (she often buys gifts for her comrades and friends), reading books on anatomy, messing around with flight simulation software, and eating large quantities of food after each mission

Likes: Trevor, sweet and spicy foods, giving everyone nicknames, maintaining her figure, and the one time she accidentally ate a butterfly

Dislikes: Starvation, genetically modified organisms (GMOs), getting unnecessarily dirty, people telling her to “shut up”, and individuals that she views as scary and incapable of having fun (such as Tequila and Eri)

Favourite food: Coq au vin, phaal curry, and candy

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Female

Age: 12 (in 2022), 18 (in 2028), 20 (in 2030), 22 (in 2032), 24 (in 2034), 31 (in 2041), 33 (in 2043), 34 (in 2044), and 37 (in 2047)

Blood type: B+

Weight: 120 lbs. (54 kg)

Design: She’s a 5’ 4” (162.56 cm) French ectomorph with a gracefully thin body, small breasts, curvaceous hips, sloping shoulders, and a serpentine tongue covered in microscopic spikes. She has limestone skin and possesses feline-like pupils that transform into vertical slits only when she opens her mouth wide enough to reveal her concealed fangs. Her eyes are heterochromatic with her right eye being a warm amber, while her left eye is grey-green with brown flecks. Nadia has a few moles: one on the right side of her chin; one near the corner of her left eye; two above her left breast; one on the back of her right hand; and one slightly below her right knee.

She has raspberry hair with voluminous curls that reach her waist, but she often ties them into pigtails with stretchy reseda green hair bands. She has a silvery-pink birthmark on her left shoulder, almost shaped like a crescent moon with three protruding spikes. A large circular patch on her upper back is stripped of skin, exposing crimson muscles and purplish veins, and her greenish-yellow spine is partially protruding.

Her military gear consists of a metal dog tag necklace with her name, an avocado green tank top, and mid-calf socks with black and white zebra stripes. She wears Argentine blue neoprene gloves, reseda green leather belt, and a champagne-hued vest with the S.P.A.R.R.O.W.S. insignia on the back. She wears navy blue army cargo pants tucked into twilight lavender combat boots with spiked soles. She also wears a dirty white lab coat, black knee pads, a case for her stun gun, and a gun holster for a handgun. Her vest has two hidden strapped compartments to hold up to two firearms when needed, but they’re often accompanied by a bonesaw and a 7.62mm AR-10 Autorifle.

The pockets of Nadia’s vest carry around a pocket knife, a sticky note pad, a red pin, a black cellphone with a metallic green case, a blue pin, and a bag of macadamia nuts. In the pockets of her lab coat, she carries an orange-and-white cat plushie with blue eyes and an emerald green tie named Melekhai (used for stress relief), along with a small box of frosted sugar cookies. She wears a forest green waist pack containing a bottle of laxatives and two blood packs for snacking. Attached to the left side of her belt is a square-shaped pouch with a clear plastic window, showcasing balls of bubblegum and lollipops in different colours inside. The pouch features an amaranth pink outline, feline ears with bluish-white fur, a pistachio-hued strap with a black button clasp, and a metallic silver zipper.

Over her tank top, she dons a Soldier Plate Carrier System (SPCS) with a MultiCam pattern, which carries around her walkie-talkie and ammo for other firearms. She wears two dark brown bandoliers that cross over her body in an X-shape, each holding grenades. Nadia carries around a navy blue load-bearing backpack that contains camping equipment, portable ammo boxes, a canteen full of water, greenish-black gas masks for her teammates in need of one, a medical kit, and liquid and pill bottles of cures and deadly chemicals. She also carries around a painting kit, her mint green sketchbook with bubblegum pink polka dots, and a set of drawing pencils with two erasers and a sharpener.

She also wields a specialised rifle that fires needles containing transformative liquids, capable of altering humans into simian or mantis creatures. Additionally, she carries purplish rolling bombs that contain mummifying breath and throwable canisters filled with a zombie-inducing orangish phlegm that explodes upon impact. She wears safety goggles, star-shaped lavender spinel earrings that dangle from her ears, and a non-dangling peridot belly ring piercing.

Personality: She boasts swift wit and inventive verbal humour, often outsmarting her foes with clever sabotage tactics. Despite being a childish, happy-go-lucky, and sassy goofball, she has a surprisingly intelligent and cynical side, but she loves to indulge her silly and jubilant nature. Due to her fondness for her exceptional intellect, she sometimes perceives other people as “intellectually inferior” to herself. She conceals her bitterness and wariness of strangers behind a facade of playful teasing, mischievous pranks, sarcastic remarks, and a charming smile. She cherishes her friendship with Trevor, who is her first true best friend. She appreciates his laid-back nature and ability to understand her effortlessly. Over time, she has developed subtle romantic feelings for him, largely due to his hacking expertise and the enjoyable quality time they share. However, she has become adept at concealing these emotions.

She demonstrates her loyalty to her friends by nurturing their relationships and showing platonic affection, often showering them with hugs and kisses. She's a fearless advocate for herself and others, refusing to tolerate bullying or any form of mistreatment, and will boldly speak out against it. She has a fondness for assigning nicknames to those around her, including friends and foes alike. For instance, she has nicknamed Marco as "Markie", Tarma as "Tarms", Eri as "Rie", Fio as "Fifi", Trevor as "Trevie", Ralf as "Ralfeezy", Clark as "Clarkster", Hyakutaro as "Hyaro", Tequila as "Tequi", Gimlet as "Gimbo", Red Eye as "Dey-Dey", Walter as “Walty”, Tyra as “Rara”, Madoka as “Doka”, General Morden as "Mordy", Allen O'Neil as "Allio", and Ptolemaios as "Ptolema".

She's a friendly, humorous, and talkative busybody with a passion for creative expression and thrill-seeking adventures, which give her a taste of what it truly means to live. Despite efforts to maintain her supermodel figure, she has developed mild bulimia nervosa; while trying to resist the urge, she sometimes purges after eating. Additionally, she struggles with obsessive-compulsive disorder, manifesting as a fear of contamination, anxiety about misplacing valuable items, and a need for order and balance. She also experiences distressing thoughts, including fears of losing control, harming loved ones, and intrusive thoughts about sexual subjects. Whenever she hears about child abuse or unethical experiments, she becomes visibly shaken, her mind goes numb, and she withdraws socially for a few hours, succumbing to a melancholic state.

She takes a disturbing pleasure in obliterating her enemies, often letting out a maniacal laugh as she does so. Outside of military work, she often dodges unwanted tasks by concocting elaborate schemes (frequently with Trevor's help) to avoid them. However, her plans often backfire, resulting in trouble for neglecting her duties. Moreover, she has a tendency to slack off during missions, especially when she becomes bored and her attention wanders to more exciting things. When she gets into trouble, especially when it involves people she has convinced to join her antics, she often tries to deflect responsibility by feigning innocence and shifting the blame onto others.

She possesses a fairly compassionate, laid-back disposition, which she only reveals to those closest to her. She's overconfident about her looks and seems unfazed by how people react to her inhuman features, yet she draws the line at absurd and unattainable beauty standards. She's deadly serious when needed and isn't afraid to intimidate people or berate individuals for doing something irrational or dangerous. She has a strong disdain for individuals who exhibit predatory behaviour, such as perverts and stalkers, and is unafraid to call them out and mock their actions mercilessly. She despises unnecessary secrecy and eugenics, opposing the lack of transparency and the racist underpinnings of genetic manipulation aimed at "improving" human populations.

She's quite gluttonous and becomes quickly hangry when she's extremely hungry and there's nothing to eat at the moment. She's an eavesdropper with a curious habit of inspecting, poking, probing, and even biting anything that piques her interest. She grapples with touch starvation, feeling emotionally isolated from others, and deeply dislikes being overlooked or ignored by those around her. She harbours intense resentment towards her mother due to her neglectful behaviour and excessive focus on satisfying scientific curiosity, which comes at the expense of considering others' needs and forming meaningful connections with them. She’s appalled by her mother's callous disregard for the pain she inflicts on others as well as the secrecy surrounding their family's lineage and her status as an imperfect clone.

Backstory: Nadège Véronique Comtois was born on August 6, 2010 in Quimper, France. She was created in a test tube through advanced Martian cloning technology and the DNA of Ghyslaine Laëtitia Comtois, her clone mother and founder of the Amadeus Syndicate, in an underground laboratory. Initially, Ghyslaine's interest in Nadège was rooted in scientific curiosity. She conducted psychological and sociological experiments to explore the similarities and differences between them. Ghyslaine would overfeed Nadège, only to discover that her daughter had an abnormal metabolism, making it challenging for her to gain weight. Unintentionally, Ghyslaine fueled Nadège's affection for junk food. At age 7, Ghyslaine subjected Nadège to a disturbing and unethical experiment, forcibly inducing puberty and sterilising her daughter as part of a eugenics test. During this period, Nadège longed to experience the outside world and connect with her clone mother. Unfortunately, Ghyslaine's focus on research led her to neglect Nadège’s emotional needs. She treated her more like a guinea pig than a human being, providing minimal motherly comfort and attention.

At the age of 9, Ghyslaine decided it was time for Nadège to explore the outside world, which filled her clone daughter with excitement. Together, Nadège experienced her first-ever outing to a shopping district and explored several notable attractions in Quimper, including the Breton County Museum, the Fine Arts Museum, and the Faience Museum. She received Melekhai as a reward for being well-behaved, and she still holds onto the plushie very dearly since it was the first heartfelt gift her clone mother gave her. Her experience with the outside world sparked Nadège’s curiosity in modelling and the creative arts.

However, her mother had other plans. Ghyslaine envisioned Nadège following in her footsteps as a renowned scientist and eventual heir to the Amadeus Syndicate. To nurture this ambition, Ghyslaine frequently presented Nadège with books on biology and chemistry, encouraging her to delve into the sciences. She encouraged Nadège to cover the unusual features on her palms and upper back by wearing neoprene gloves and modest clothing in order to avoid drawing unnecessary attention or judgement from others.

By the age of 11, Nadège had become proficient in biology and chemistry, thanks to her mother's guidance. She began attending school after being previously homeschooled by Ghyslaine and other Amadeus Syndicate scientists. Although her school years were uneventful, Nadia occasionally faced bullying due to her intense interests in science, modelling, and the creative arts, as well as her unusual habit of wearing neoprene gloves to conceal her hand-eyes.

However, the bullying ceased after rumours circulated that she had intimidated and bitten a school bully by revealing her hidden snake fangs—a claim that was surprisingly true. Nadège’s clone mother was indifferent to her academic pursuits but drew a firm line at harming others and divulging confidential information about the Amadeus Syndicate. When Ghyslaine learned about this incident, she smacked her in the face, then confined her to a padded room with two blood bags and a fresh corpse for three hours. As dinnertime approached, Nadège's hunger grew, leading her to make the desperate decision to consume the contents of the blood bags and feed on the fresh corpse.

During her high school years, Nadège frequently skipped classes to go shopping, feeling that she already possessed a strong grasp of the material being taught in her courses. To avoid arousing suspicion about her exceptional intelligence, she intentionally performed poorly on a few tests. During this time, she experienced significant weight gain, which unfortunately led to bullying and negative comments about her appearance. However, she handled the situation with confidence and resilience, effectively standing up for herself and dismissing the hurtful remarks. After completing high school, she promptly enrolled in a two-year college art program, specialising in landscape drawing for animation studios, before pursuing forensic science at the university level.

During her forensic studies at university, Nadège unexpectedly became an e-celeb supermodel who goes by the name of Nadia Cassel, doing so for the sheer enjoyment of it. Although her rise to fame was modest at best, she didn't mind, as she revelled in the opportunity to be herself and try something new. She formed a close bond with a fan from Launceston, Tasmania, Australia, Ophelia Clementine Rourke (whom she affectionately calls Ophie), who would later become a fighter plane pilot in the Regular Army.

However, as her fame as an e-celeb supermodel grew, she started to attract unwanted attention from predatory individuals, which caused her significant distress. Her situation intensified when she inadvertently revealed her hand-eyes during a livestream, leading to an escalation of online harassment. After a deranged fan attempted to kidnap and sexually assault her, she empowered herself by obtaining a gun licence and rigorously training to use a firearm, becoming a skilled markswoman.

The stress of her forensic studies and the pressures of being a supermodel took a toll on Nadia's mental health, leading to the development of OCD and bulimia nervosa. Her struggles with maintaining a strict diet, keeping her model-worthy figure, and need for control became overwhelming. Eventually, Nadège made the decision to quit modelling, as her mental health issues began to impact her studies. However, she kept the name of her e-celeb persona because she liked it. In a disturbing incident, she recalls defending herself against a stalker who attempted to assault and cannibalise her in her own home. The attack led to her involuntarily consuming the stalker's blood, unleashing a sadistic streak she never knew she had.

Once her forensic studies were completed, Nadia decided to pursue her pilot's licence, convinced by Ophie to join the tactical efforts of the Regular Army. After obtaining her licence and receiving military training, Ghyslaine permitted Nadia to join the Amadeus Syndicate as a tactical scientist. She proved to be highly successful, making a name for herself as she pushed the boundaries of scientific understanding in biology and chemistry. Nadia supplied the Regular Army with stable bioweapons, gas masks, and advocated for training recruits on the dangers of biological hazards. During a joint tactical mission with the Amadeus Syndicate and Regular Army against a bioterrorist attack, Nadia met Trevor and quickly formed a friendship with him.

While searching Ghyslaine's office for documents for a chemical experiment, she stumbled upon classified test results revealing her true nature: an imperfect clone. The discovery shook her to her core. Further investigation led her to her clone mother's journal, exposing a dark family legacy of illicit collaborations with government agencies, inhumane wildlife experimentation, and development of devastating bioweapons and malicious computer viruses. Most alarming, however, was Ghyslaine's megalomaniacal plan for global domination and self-deification. Horrified, she contemplated abandoning the Syndicate, yet for mysterious reasons, she chose to stay.

During her work on a disease cure in South Africa, Nadia uncovered disturbing information: Ghyslaine sexually assaulted Marco, who was injured at the time. This traumatic event had far-reaching consequences, severely straining relations between the Regular Army and the Amadeus Syndicate. Horrified by Ghyslaine's actions, she defected to the Regular Army, dedicating herself to defending Earth against global threats. She vaguely recalls attempting to poison Ghyslaine by lacing her bitter coffee with powdered cyanide, but the plan backfired when another scientist accidentally drank from the cup instead.

She eventually joined the S.P.A.R.R.O.W.S. after befriending Fio and earning a sliver of respect from Eri. This was due to her impressive performance as a prospective agent, where she swiftly identified the chemical composition of a new illicit drug that had been baffling the Intelligence Agency. She achieved this by obtaining crucial documents and conducting rigorous, ethical experiments. Following the Survival Island Occupation, she provided crucial assistance to the hostages and kidnapped cadets who had been transformed into grotesque simian and mantis creatures, administering cures that successfully restored them to their human form.

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hypaalicious · 1 year

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Why I think Nocturne is way better than the OG Castlevania series

Sorry, when I try to shut up about this show I be like

so here’s my unsolicited, highly biased word vomit that will contain spoilers at the end (but those will be under a cut) so read at your own risk! Okay, leggo

It’s actually diverse.

One thing about high fantasy is that it’s almost always Eurocentric. Even if it’s not set in Europe, the characters are gonna inexplicably have British accents because we associate that with high fantasy. We’re gonna have European style “old” clothing choices. And if everyone isn’t white, they might as well be because they’ll only throw in a couple ambiguously brown side characters and call it a day. Or if they make a main character a POC then best believe everyone around them will be white.

Nocturne, tho? Oh, you can tell it’s made with more than just a sprinkle of representation. They didn’t just make Olrox indigenous, they tied his Aztec lineage in beautifully. Annette was a slave but it’s not flattening her character because of it. Drolta came to slay but even she has her authentic background. Which leads me to my next point!

The Black characters especially are done tastefully.

Like… don’t get me wrong. I love Isaac. He was the only reason I stayed tuned into Castlevania past season 1, LMAO! But his backstory felt like straight trauma porn cooked up by a non-Black person who wanted an excuse to see a Black man whipped for character development.

Zodwa Nyoni wrote some episodes for Nocturne and she put her FOOT in it. When it came to addressing Annette’s time as a slave, her connection to the Orisha through her bloodline… I was gobsmacked at how accurate everything was and now I know why LOL! Like, for me, it’s always gonna be hard to see slavery in fiction but I can’t say shit bad about how it was tied into everything in this show. Annette’s ancestors play such a huge part in her growth and it just warmed my heart to see a Black girl whoop some colonizer ass without it feeling hamfisted. 🥹

The token relationship is the cishet one, everyone else is gay asf

I love that trope flipped on it’s head, ngl LMAO! I, by default, HC everyone as bi anyway but MAN was it nice to see Olrox and Mizrak speedrun enemies to lovers and a hint of Drolta’s devotion/gayness to Erzsebet.

I know the majority of my fictional character thirsting leans male but don’t get it twisted; I jump for JOY for gay shit in media 😂 The only reason I don’t thirst as hard for female characters is because I prefer my men fictional but my women real.

That being said, this series sent me into bi panic and I’d like to be manhandled in a room by Drolta and Olrox.

Nocturne’s first season plays out neater than the OG’s first season.

Like… okay. My main beef with the OG series was that after they defeated Dracula, the rest of the show felt like a meandering fanfic. Sure, there were a few badass moments, but the energy kinda faltered for me and I was bored with a lot of it. I hope they don’t do the same with Nocturne; they left off at a nice cliffhanger which builds anticipation for the next season and… idk it feels more cohesive already? They coulda speedran kicking Erzsebet’s face in like the OG trio did to Dracula but I’m so glad they left us a lil something to look forward to.

Alucard’s glow up >>>>>

I’m chronically online but I’m so glad I went into this series blind because the way I GASPEDT when he showed up at the end

Like damn for the past fifty-leven years he was in that castle by himself going “do I wanna talk to Sypha and Trevor plushies again or do I wanna make myself even more of a bad bitch?” Then he chose the latter, went to the salon, got his hair bleached platinum along with some sew in extensions for volume, beat his face with Fenty, and said “sorry Drolta but there can be only one vampire baddie on this earth and hunny I’m TAKIN IT”

He looks more like his video game design this way too, which I love! I hate that he took out Cuntress McSlay tho 😔 Drolta I will always love you!!

Mmkay. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to start a cult to Olrox real quick. Erzsebet ain’t the only god walking the earth and I feel he just needs good marketing!

#I don’t know what to do until season 2 😩#there’s just so much I want to see but I have to WAIT #Annette is badass now but I know her character development bout to go CRAZY #her and Richter gone have biracial babies just watch!!#wonder what her ancestors gone think about her being with a colonizer tho 👀#ah well Richter will treat her right I know it #oohhh I bet her locs will be down her back by the end of this series #Richter better get his long hair too!!#castlevania nocturne

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rebirth-eliphas · 9 months

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All About Baby Doll

Baby Doll was formed in 1999, by Mirano Midorikawa. (I am absolutely obessed with this woman. She’s insane.) Baby Doll had a store in harajuku that was popular with punk people! The brand’s style is very glamorous, sexy and rebellious. It’s common to see Baby Doll’s pieces in street snaps.

Baby Doll’s website

All of the information I have on this brand comes from their website, so here is Baby Doll’s concept according to their website, “based on the concept of "avant-garde classical/opera that can be enjoyed casually and formally," we have created a fusion of "formal fashion" that makes women shine at their most beautiful and beautiful "opera/classical" that touches the heart in a luxurious space. , so that you can enjoy the intermission time, bewitching hostesses will be placed at the seats, and you can enjoy conversation with them while drinking alcohol.”

Baby Doll’s site also includes a biography of the owner and one for her apprentice. Here is the bio of Mirano Midorikawa, the owner, designer and founder of Baby Doll,

“Born on January 15th, Born on the same planet as Joan of Arc, Martin Luther King Jr., and the mysterious great revolutionary. With the birth of Baby Doll, she appeared like a comet and now provides advice on Japan's first unique corsets and counseling on gothic, fetish, and gorgeous fashion.

Her popular corset shows are held on a guerrilla basis at events such as Kawasaki Club Citta and Gothic Lolita Bible. Her bewitching and oriental BLK beauty visuals are sure to please! Excellent!”

Here is the biography of Midorikawa’s apprentice, her name is Asami Miyazawa.

　”Born on October 10, After graduating from lolita fashion, she discovered a fashion style that was more her own, radical, and more typical of Asami.

A good advisor for Bith, Lolita mix style, and Goth mix style. She also has a dark side, and sometimes DJs at goth events in Tokyo depending on her mood.”

Photo from Baby Doll’s website

The brand collaborated with the illustrator Trevor Brown and cartoonist Dame Darcy in the early 2000s. There are photos from the Dame Darcy collaboration but, sadly, the photos from the collaboration with Trevor Brown are lost.

Baby Doll x Dame Darcy

That’s all the information I have on this brand! My new dream job is to work for Mirano Midorikawa, I love her. If I got anything wrong please tell me! Like I said before I got all my info on this brand from their site which you can find here, https://web.archive.org/web/20041213010104/http://earth.endless.ne.jp/users/idea/babydoll/bd-menu.html

#j fashion #harajuku #Japanese gothic #egl #fetishgoth #goth #gothic #j punk #japanese brand #Harajuku history

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rayhantochtli · 2 years

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Tierno, Trevor and Shauna :D

Some of the little changes i made to their designs are: Shauna's shorts are longer and took away the heels, Trevor's hair is more brown than orange and Tierno's shirt design is more expressive!

#pokemon #pokemon xy #pokemon shauna #pokemon trevor #pokemon tierno #my art #i prefer their names in spanish #also shaunas hair isnt challenging physics

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valmnera · 1 year

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Valm’s Rough Guide to Identify Belmonts

[Image Description: Trevor Belmont is on the left, and Richter Belmont is on the right. Both have brown hair and blue eyes. Trevor has gray collars and a scar over his left eye and chest. Richter is wearing blue and white collars. There is text on the left side that reads as follows:

Trevor/Ralph

-Straight hair

-Usually seen with scars

The right side says the following:

(SoTN) Richter

-Wavy hair

-Wears blue

-No scars

For both characters, only the bust is drawn. / . End ID]

I wanted to help those unfamiliar with castlevania character designs/ new cv fans on how to identify these two since they both have long brown hair. I hope this helps!

#castlevania #trevor belmont #richter belmont

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beevean · 2 years

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I genuinely can’t understand the reasons of certain character design choices in Netflixvania.

Most of the game characters were redesigned, but they kept some distinguishing features from canon:

Trevor has brown hair, blue eyes, and a scar on his left eye - nevermind that in canon the scars were implied to come from Dracula’s fight in C3;

Sypha has the blue tunic (and in the Pachislot games, she has strawberry blonde hair that could be seen as almost red);

Dracula looks nearly identical to his most standard design, as seen in SoTN, CoD and OoE, but with black hair instead of white;

St. Germain has long blonde hair, a beard and a mustache.

Alucard, Hector and Lisa are the only characters that keep their game designs almost 1:1. Alucard, I understand because he’s iconic, how could you ever change him? :P Lisa was not meant to appear much so they likely took the easy route. But Hector? The major change in his design was making his skin darker (which is a topic for a discussion for people more qualified than me), plus subtle simplifications to his hair and outfit, but why does he look the same? Not only he has nothing in common with his game counterpart outside of his powers, but, well, I already pointed out how suspicious it is that he and Alucard, the most faithful to the games and the most feminine men in the cast, got treated the way they were.

On the other side of the spectrum there’s Isaac, of course. He has pretty much nothing in common with his game counterpart bar his clothes, stolen straight from the PtR manga. In his case, the question is, why did you even bother pretending he was a canon character? To lavish in the praise for “fixing” Isaac?

It’s impressive how they didn’t get a single thing. Isaac’s main features are:

red hair, which N!Isaac was supposed to have according to concept art, but was scrapped for some reason;

a general red motif to contrast with Hector’s blue, which N!Isaac barely has, in his eyes (why does he have red eyes like a vampire?) and his magic;

tattoos, which tell a whole story without words: Isaac is into body modifications for reasons left to us to interpret (masochism? Defiling his body as an act of defiance against God? Simple art?), but the Devil Forgemaster crest on his back is of particular significance, as it marks him as Dracula’s loyal but insecure servant. N!Isaac’s tattoos are... weird? It’s just a bunch of straight lines and dots that don’t mean anything. The most generous interpretation I can give is that they make him look like meat to be cut, and he does mention that in the past some people wanted to do just that (but in a throwaway line, not important enough to be an integral part of his design), but otherwise they’re not as impactful as G!Isaac’s complex, abstract tattoos;

a general flamboyance :P bangs that cover one eye, makeup, high-heeled boots, low-cut pants, take your pick, Isaac clearly likes being looked at (not counting the BDSM outfit because that’s a result of his insanity). Needless to say. N!Isaac has none of that, and he looks rather drab.

Very interestingly, N!Isaac has been very much masculinified and stripped of any flamboyant quality, and also depicted as an ultra badass competent fighter... while Hector, who now looks very delicate looking by comparison, doesn’t have a shred of his canon combat prowess. You notice this recurring theme of “masculine = cool, feminine = weak”?

It’s all very confusing to me. Why not stick to one approach? Either everyone looks the same, or they have only some elements in common - Isaac being an OC in all but name was a big mistake and he should have been named something else. This pick-and-choose style is just confusing and, as pointed out, comes off as very disrespectful for multiple reasons.

#castlevania #anti netflixvania #yes isaac's tattoos are the bane of every artist #and in nfcv they'd need to be simplified #but since n!isaac appears shirtless very rarely i think they could have been kept

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apocalypse-cowboy · 4 months

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Scout Spengler (my Ghostbusters OC) mood board

Image, second on the top row, is what Scout lookes like in the first two movies!

Basic Info and Some More Headcanons!

Name: Scout Spengler

Appearance: Brown hair, Brown eyes, slight freckles on his face. Mostly wears turtleneck sweaters, dress pants and shoes, his hair is always up and has glasses.

Family: Egon Spengler (older brother), Mrs. Spengler (Mother) Mr. Spengler (Father), Elon Spengler (older brother)

Hobbies: When he isn't busting ghost, he likes to heavily study plants and flowers to take notes about them. He likes to gossip with Janine when they aren't busy with anything. He also likes to debate people on topics like social issues, government, morality and anything science related.

Education: Parapsychology and Phytology (the study of plants)

Personality Traits: Post GB1:Snarky and Cynical and a bit Cowardly, Pre GB1: Awkward and Timid

Friends: Ray Stantz, Peter Venkman, Winston Zeddemore, Janine Melnitz and Lewis Tully.

Headcanon Time!

Scout and Peter butt heads a lot

One time it could be because Peter ate the last of his snacks without asking, another could be that Scout had hidden something important from Peter

Whatever the reason is, they like to argue like an old married couple

Besides Egon, Scout is the closest with Ray

If you were to ask him how they became friends, he would say; "I don't know. The conclusion I've come up with is that he just puts up with me."

Then Ray would say "No. I think I just basically picked him up like a stray cat and just adopted him from then on."

Not only does he have a heavy fascination with the Occult, he also studies heavily in other Supernatural entities

When Scout was told he was going to be a Great Uncle he couldn't believe it

But when Trevor and Phoebe where born it hit him hard and he got emotional

Doesn't have a lover

He wanted to find someone to spend his life with, but after trial and error and people just using him in one way or another, he eventually just gave up

Even though they have their moments, Peter and Scout are very good friends

It's the fact they have different personalities and mindsets is what makes them argue frequently

When they were in college, Ray was determined to break Scout out of his shell a little

It worked, but it took a while but he didn't mind

He is on the autism spectrum

He has sensory issues (such like myself) and if things get too overwhelming for him he has a designated corner for both him and Egon to go to when they get overstimulated

Has a bad habit of picking at his skin when he gets nervous

Isn't the most emotional person ever when you first meet him, but when you get to know him he is more open to showing more emotions

#ghostbusters #oc #original character #egon spengler #headcanon #moodboard #oc moodboard #peter venkman #ray stantz #winston zeddemore #ghostbusters 1984 #ghostbusters 2

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boanerges20 · 9 months

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Art: Trevor Brown

#art #trevor brown #design #illustration #drawing #artwork

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hannahhook7744 · 2 years

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My descendants fancast redone part 1;

Charisma Star as Jordan, daughter of the Genie.

Jennifer Veal as Ally Liddell, daughter of Alice Liddell in Wonderland.

Joey bragg as Pin, son of Pinocchio.

Paris Berelc as Ariana Rose, granddaughter of Queen Leah. Niece of Aurora and Philip.

Matt Dillon as Clay Clayton, son of William Clayton.

Christian Slater as Rick Ratcliffe, son of Governor John Ratcliffe.

Coco Jones as Opal, daughter of Mama Odie (sans the honey blonde hair since honey blonde hair is hard to give).

Emily Tosta as Tiger Peony, daughter of Tiger Lily.

River Phoniex as Artie Pendragon, son of King Arthur Pendragon.

Halsey as Mad Maddy, granddaughter of Madam Mim.

Jessica Barden as Arabella, niece of Ariel and Eric (edit made by me, design inspired by @panthera-tigris-venenata ).

Joey King as Carina Potts, daughter of Mrs. Potts.

Dylan O'Brien as Bobby Hood, son of Robin Hood and Maid Marian.

Jiang Xin as Yi-Min, daughter of Yao (and maybe Mei).

Stella Walker and Maya Hawke as Jane Darling, daughter of Wendy Darling.

Jacob Tremblay and Daniel Sharman as Daniel "Danny" Darling, son of Wendy Darling.

Michael and Travis Vossler, Lindsey Lohan, James and Oliver Phillips, and Kai and Bodhi Schulz as the Tweedledum and Tweedledum cousins (I named them Nathan, Nelson, Natalie, Nadie, Flex, Felix, Fisher, and Fletcher in that exact order). The Tweedle twins' kids.

Saffron Henderson, Sarah Hyland, Lauren Alaina, Ruby Rose, and Ariel Winter as Madam Mim's other granddaughters (I named them Wacky Wrenley, Loony Lilias, Insane Imogen, Crazed Clara, and Batty Blair in that order).

Karen Gillian, Trevor Stines, Rupert Grint, Jamie Kennedy, and Amybeth McNutty as the Stabbington cousins (I named them Darlina/Grenny, Iggy/Cheekbones, Rex/Nosey, Cormac/Brunet, and Tega/braids in that order). They are the stabbington Brothers' kids.

Charlie and Max Carver as Gaston Junior and Gaston the 3rd, the twin sons of Gaston.

Alejandra Alonso as Yzla and David Henrie as Zevon, daughter and son of Yzma.

Kaya Scodelario as Harriet Hook and Sabrina Carpetener, daughters of Captain James Hook.

Holland Roden as Claudine Frollo, daughter of Claude Frollo.

Lucy Hale as Ginny Gothel, daughter of Mother Gothel.

Jake Abel as Sammy Smee, son of First Mate Smee.

Lauryn McClain as Freddie Facilier, daughter of Dr Facilier.

Alyson Hannigan as Eliza, Fairy Godmother's niece.

Dane Dehaan as James Brown Jr./Jim Jr. , son of Jim Dear and Darling.

Brec Marie Bassinger as Ruby Fitzherbert, daughter of Eugene Fitzherbert and Rapunzal.

Raffey Cassidy as Melody, daughter of Ariel and Eric.

Dejan Loyola as Aziz, son of Aladdin and Jasmine.

Tanner Stine as Herkie, son of Hercules and Megara.

Ross Butler as Li Shang Jr., son of Fa Mulan and Li Shang.

Jessica Rothe as Scarlet, daughter of an unspecified royal.

Edit: Jim Dear and Darling have a daughter in the live action version. So here she is her fancast.

McKenzie Jefferson as Lulu Brown, daughter of Jim Dear and Darling.

Also I forgot about the live action movie when I made Aziz. Sooooo..... sorry... which disney descendant do you want to see next?

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5, 14, and 15!!

5: michael, for sure. his big sad brown eyes and the screaming for help did NOT deserve to get played with like this. or art blank idk

14: mausoleum, for sure. it's so well designed, genuinely ... like imagine being aware of what's going on and how to get out of the trap without problem but you can't communicate with someone who is completely unaware of the room that they're in or what's going on. the distress and fear that they're in just takes over them, fighting you off for trying to escape and not be strangled. then you just gotta kill their ass THEY R NOT COOPERATINf. but then Art blank and trevor coulfve used the small axe to cut their goddamn stitches

15: lmao the reverse beartrap (WITH YHE ROOM THAT AMANDA WAS IN NOT THE HOFFMAN OR JILL TUCK VERS I N) . i am kind of good with knives and as long as it's a random stranger, i will cut that bitch UP

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Updated: September 23, 2024

Reworked Character #5: Trevor Spacey

POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING: Viewer discretion is advised due to references to child abuse, neglect, suicide, death, crime, and drug addiction.

Real name: Yeong-Gi Kwak

Alias: Chill Blade of Security

Occupation: Sergeant of the P.F. Squad

Retirement plans: Become a security programmer

Special skills: Proficiency in security programming and computer hacking, repurposing stolen enemy technology, psychological manipulation, taekwondo, and knifemanship

Hobbies: Helping Marco with technological issues and computer programming, doing graffiti on abandoned buildings, creating anti-virus programs, hacking into people’s accounts to see what they’re up to, and playing darts and video games

Likes: Marco’s heroism and superior computer skills, tinkering with security software while listening to music that has grabbed his attention, the nunchucks that once belonged to a former friend named Haneul, his two combat knives, and Nadia (his best friend)

Dislikes: Being called “Trevor Spicy” and “old” due to the frequent misspelling of his last name and his bleached hair, laughing so much to the point he’s coughing and wheezing, people making fun of his graffiti art, faulty security software, and boredom

Favourite food: Samgyeopsal

Favourite drink: Slushies

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Male

Age: 13 (in 2022), 19 (in 2028), 21 (in 2030), 23 (in 2032), 25 (in 2034), 32 (in 2041), 34 (in 2043), 35 (in 2044), and 38 (in 2047)

Blood type: AB-

Weight: 148 lbs. (67 kg)

Design: He's a 5' 9" (175.26 cm) Korean ectomorph with a lanky build, a weak musculature, sloping shoulders, warm ivory skin, dark brown eyes, nails painted a silver-grey, and a black mole beneath the left corner of his lip. He has a jet-black undercut hairstyle, featuring icy blonde hair on top with nearly middle-parted bangs that fall over his left eye, covering it partially. On his back, he has a large tattoo depicting a fiery Jindo dog chasing a golden pheasant in orbit around the moon. His lower right leg was amputated due to gangrene caused by the use of the opioid Krokodil, and has since been replaced with a bronze-hued prosthetic. He bears several scars: a curved scar on his left cheek; an X-shaped pair on his chest; a jagged stab wound on the top of his right hand; a long scar running down the length of his left upper arm; and a series of parallel scars on his right forearm.

Trevor's military gear consists of a metal dog tag necklace with his name, a scarlet bandana worn around his neck, bronze-plated goggles with orange-tinted lenses, and glaucous fingerless gloves. He wears a ruddy blue sweater with two deep pockets, cerulean wool lining, a bronze zipper, silver-striped cuffs, and an embroidered logo of the P.F. Squad on the back, which he occasionally ties around his waist. He wears baggy Cambridge blue army cargo pants, tucked into his Russian violet paratrooper boots, which have hidden knives and are held up by a glaucous belt. He also wears a sleeveless reddish-black shirt with a mock neck and a bust mesh panel, sheathes for his two combat knives, and a gun holster for his handgun.

He carries around a bag of THC-infused red box gummies, flavoured like raspberry, a gift from Ralf after their victorious battle against the Invaders, symbolising their newfound friendship. The pockets of Trevor's sweater carry a gourd-shaped jade charm necklace believed to capture fortune and health, and a photograph of him and Nadia. He also carries around a metallic pink-purple lighter and a plastic bag that contains six weed joints. A claw hammer is concealed in the right pocket of his cargo pants, while the left pocket is occupied by a sound-cancelling, bluetooth headset and his black cellphone with a metallic blue case.

Over his shirt, he wears a Soldier Plate Carrier System (SPCS) with a MultiCam pattern, which carries his walkie-talkie and ammo for other firearms. A black bandolier is wrapped above his belt, holding onto the ammunition for his handgun. He carries a Cambridge blue load-bearing backpack containing camping equipment, tactical explosives, portable ammo boxes, a canteen full of water, seven cans of spray paint in different colours, a wide range of hacking tools such as the Flipper Zero and O.MG cables, and nunchucks. He has a collection of piercings, including: sapphire wire hook earrings; black industrial piercings; dark blue tragus piercings; a shiny silver barbell nose bridge piercing; a bold black horizontal eyebrow piercing on his left side; a metallic purple frog eyes tongue piercing; and a dainty gold hoop vertical labret piercing.

Personality: He's a stoic existentialist who focuses on what he can control, accepts what lies beyond his grasp, and believes in the power of individual free will to shape the course of one's life. He's a highly intelligent, cunning, and resourceful man who’s confident in his knife skills and computer knowledge, but can come across as overconfident at times. Despite Trevor’s easy-going demeanour and calm smile, he’s watchful, and his jovial nature often serves as a facade to conceal his underlying anxiety. He's easily amazed and intrigued by the wonders of nature, unexpected revelations, explosions, and impressive feats performed by his friends and comrades such as effortlessly hacking into an entire military mainframe. When discussing his interests or sharing fascinating experiences, he becomes quite talkative.

Trevor is an ambivert capable of being ruthless, intensely serious, and unsettling when the situation demands it. He's a skilled manipulator, able to turn enemies into allies in desperate situations by exploiting their morals and convincing them they're in the wrong. When manipulating others, he also instills fear through physical and psychological torment, such as breaking their fingers with a hammer or threatening to kill a loved one in front of them. However, he's unexpectedly stubborn when it comes to protecting those he cares about and the lives of innocent people. He holds immense respect for Marco, whom he regards as a role model for excellence in computer science, and enjoys assisting him with investigations and tech projects. He enjoys tagging along with Tarma, Marco, Eri, and Ralf because he regards them as role models, skilled fighters, and experts in their respective fields of expertise.

He has a playful and mischievous streak, evident in his habit of licking his combat knives and taunting those he considers “morally weak” and “blindly stupid”. Unlike most people, he's willing to forgive his enemies when he realises they're suffering and have an opportunity to redeem themselves. Trevor is surprisingly internet savvy and enjoys using internet slang in both his online and offline conversations with most of his friends, often finding humour in it. Whenever someone he admires, like Marco, calls him "old”, he feels a pang of emptiness inside and becomes noticeably melancholic. On the other hand, when people jokingly refer to him as "Trevor Spicy”, he seems unimpressed, responding with either the silent treatment or a blunt "bug off" accompanied by a deadpan expression. However, he's perplexed by his popularity among women, who admire his physique and exceptional computer skills.

He occasionally participates in Nadia's antics, adding a touch of dramatic flair to them, but will draw the line when her schemes exceed his comfort zone. He’s often disappointed and shocked by Nadia's actions and words, frequently expressing his distaste and uncertainty. When he's extremely bored, he becomes lethargic and sleepy, making it challenging for him to muster interest in anything until the feeling passes. Trevor cherishes Nadia's friendship, admiring her confidence, optimism, understated intelligence, and playful humour, which helps him unwind and find gratitude in his life. He's driven to protect and understand Nadia, fearing that losing her would leave her confused and hurt. Nadia's charm has captivated him, but he's uncertain whether his feelings are rooted in platonic affection or romance as he's still grappling with the complexities of true love.

He holds an extreme disdain for illegal substances and champions the responsible and lawful use of substances. If he notices that one of his friends or comrades is struggling with a drug addiction, he'll go out of his way to provide them with comfort and try to help them break away from that addiction. Due to his upbringing, he struggles with golden child syndrome, but he has made significant progress in overcoming its challenges, thanks in large part to the support of friends like Fio. He's struggling to come to terms with the loss of Haneul, his first true friend, who not only taught him essential survival skills but also introduced him to the world of graffiti art and fostered his passion for security programming and hacking. He's extremely allergic to felines, so he regards domestic cats as “diabolical little buggers” and makes every effort to avoid them. He hates how Perifa often likes to bug him for cuddles and how Marco is a "cat magnet", which attracts cats that exacerbate his allergies.

Backstory: Yeong-Gi Kwak was born on June 25, 2009 in Seogwipo, Jeju Island, South Korea. He is the eldest of four siblings: his twin sister, Eun-Gyeong; his younger brother, Il-Seong; and his youngest brother, Seok-Jin. His father is a businessman who owns a computer software company, and his mother is a medical engineer. His parents, who were workaholics, put a lot of pressure on him and his siblings to be high achievers, believing that more effort and hard work would lead to a successful career. However, they were quick to forgive the faults of Yeong-Gi and Eun-Gyeong, allowing them to get away with more than their two younger brothers. As the oldest children in the family, his parents put a lot of pressure on him and his twin sister to set a good example and be proper role models for their two younger brothers.

This parenting style fed into Yeong-Gi's and Eun-Gyeong's need to consistently achieve, satisfying their perfectionistic and people-pleasing tendencies. Nevertheless, it also stirred an inflated sense of self in both, with Eun-Gyeong exhibiting signs of narcissistic personality disorder and Yeong-Gi experiencing a great deal of guilt on behalf of his two younger brothers. In contrast, Il-Seong was often scapegoated, frequently blamed for things he didn't do and severely punished by his parents, who would often lock him in the basement for hours. Meanwhile, Seok-Jin was neglected, retreating from his dysfunctional family by spending time alone in his room drawing or going to the park to play by himself. Yeong-Gi made a concerted effort to support Il-Seong and Seok-Jin, which undoubtedly brought some comfort and solace into their lives.

At the age of 3, Yeong-Gi received his first computer from his parents as a gift of appreciation. By the time he turned 7 years old, he had already developed a comprehensive understanding of binary codes and computer languages. During his summer breaks from school, he spent most of his time creating anti-virus programs, which often served as his homework assignments.

However, his dedication to his work left him with little time to spend with his two younger brothers, Il-Seong and Seok-Jin; however, he did manage to sneak in some time to read books on psychology, listen to K-pop, and play video games with Eun-Gyeong. His parents heavily encouraged his efforts, as he strove to make a positive impact on his school. Ultimately, his hard work paid off, as the school he formerly attended continued to utilise his sophisticated anti-virus programs to combat growing threats from the Internet.

By the time he enrolled in secondary school, his twin sister, Eun-Gyeong, mysteriously vanished. She was last seen with her friends near a shopping mall. Although their relationship was complicated due to her narcissistic tendencies and disrespect towards their younger brothers, Yeong-Gi still cared deeply for her. He had often tried to help her, teaching her the value of humility and assisting her with homework she struggled to understand. He was utterly devastated when his parents announced her disappearance, and it made headlines in the news. A part of him felt lost that day, and the family's desperate search efforts ultimately proved futile. Despite their best efforts, Eun-Gyeong was never found by the authorities and remains missing to this day.

Despite the tragic disappearance of his sister, Yeong-Gi continued to excel in all his classes, but the pressure on him to become successful and be a role model intensified. As he finished grade 10 and summer break began, tragedy struck again when Il-Seong took his own life, sending Yeong-Gi spiralling into an identity crisis. He ran away from home and sought solace with Feodosiy, a Russian transfer student he had befriended in grade 9.

Feodosiy introduced him to his street gang and offered him his first dose of the opioid Krokodil, which Yeong-Gi accepted without hesitation. He became a delinquent, rebelling against his parents and their mistreatment of him and his siblings, but at the cost of becoming addicted to Krokodil. He bleached his hair an icy blonde, adopted the alias Trevor Spacey, and got a tattoo from Feodosiy's right-hand man, Haneul.

For three months, he lived with Feodosiy and his street gang, surviving by stealing essentials and inhabiting a rundown apartment. During this time, he engaged in various criminal activities, including theft, mugging, drug dealing, extortion, and arson. With Haneul's guidance, he honed his knifemanship skills and mastered the art of taekwondo. However, his Krokodil addiction spiralled out of control, leading to a near-fatal overdose, which led to the subsequent amputation of his lower right leg. This traumatic experience forever deterred him from using street drugs.

After being discharged from the hospital with Feodosiy's gang members' help, he returned to a life of crime, although at a reduced level, as he adjusted to his prosthetic leg. He eventually abandoned his delinquency after accidentally killing a junkie behind a restaurant. Haunted by the incident, he remembered gazing at his reflection in a seedy restaurant's mirror, realising he had gone too far. The deep-seated fear of arrest drove him to the brink of madness, and he decided to eliminate Feodosiy, who had dragged him into crime.

After orchestrating the demise of Feodosiy and his cohorts, he scrubbed himself clean in the bathroom of the rundown apartment where Feodosiy had been staying. He then returned home, where his parents, relieved to see him, sensed the guilt and shame etched on his face for mistreating their children. Seok-Jin was also relieved to see him come home, fearing that he would never return. He confessed to them about his experiences, but kept his murders and certain crimes a secret.

He returned to high school, completing his remaining years successfully, embracing his new identity. Upon coming home from his graduation ceremony, he noticed a flyer seeking recruits for the Regular Army. He expressed interest to his parents, who were initially hesitant but eventually agreed with Seok-Jin's support. Leveraging his expertise in psychological manipulation, knifemanship, and computer languages, he joined as a military scout in the Regular Army.

After enlisting, he befriended Nadia, a scientist and soldier for the Amadeus Syndicate, and thwarted a computer virus that Marco had inadvertently released. After being off street drugs for a long time, he discovered marijuana was legal in Canada and decided to try it. This led to him developing a mild marijuana habit, which helped calm his nerves and cope with past trauma. During a mission to counter a cyber attack on European governmental forces, he earned Marco's respect due to his exceptional computer skills in hacking and security programming. As a result, he was invited to join the prestigious Peregrine Falcons Squad, where he rose to the rank of Sergeant.

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Have Her Cake and Eat It - Part 2

Though I won't be doing one big edit/revision on this fic until the whole of Book 1's scene are done, I am still combing through each part a few days before posting. This has had the unfortunate side effect of making it all look like mush to me after a while, so I have to thank @crownleys as ever for being the best beta reader EVER. Beta reader/sounding board/emotional support artist/etc etc etc

Summary: Barbie's misgivings about working with the Agency only increase when she meets two of Unit Bravo's four members.

Word Count: 3,445

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[Barbie POV, Janet Greenland’s apartment building, interviewing Trevor Cunningham]

The apartment building they pull up to is just a few blocks away from the town square. It’s a red brick building with a few bike racks in the front, and a gated parking lot in the back. Barbie parks on the street, hoping that any patrolling officers will know it’s her car and not ticket her. Kira cuts a look at her, but says nothing as they get out of the car and hurry into the building’s lobby. It’s small, but clean, and very nearly empty.

Waiting near the doors are two men, both looking straight to Kira with clear recognition. Both are tall, though one is extremely so, probably nearing six and a half feet tall. He wears a warm smile and fashionable, if casual, clothes. She recognizes the jeans as designer, and his button up shirt is tailored perfectly to his lean torso, noticeable despite the fine brown leather jacket he wears on top.

The other man is roughly Barbie’s height in heels, though he’s slouching against the wall. He has long, nearly black hair that frames his face in choppy, artful waves. Freckles spray out over his face and hands. He’s also wearing a leather jacket, but in black, and the rest of his clothes are relatively lowkey. Dark jeans, dark boots, and a dark t-shirt. He has a few leather cords around his neck that are tucked beneath the shirt. The clothes are fairly baggy, but it’s still clear he’s the broader of the two, built like an off-season linebacker.

If the other two agents on her team are of the same stature, poor Kira must feel positively miniature.

“Kira,” the taller one says brightly, approaching the women with an open expression. His smile could knock Barbie flat on her rear if it were aimed her way, but Kira stands strong against it. He has dark, wavy brown hair styled back with a meticulous carelessness from his warm, brown eyes. A faint trace of stubble accentuates the sharp shape of his jaw.

The other man approaches as well, though stays a few steps back. Despite his size, his boots make a shocking lack of noise against the tiles of the lobby. He looks to Kira first as well, but he notices Barbie. His shockingly grey eyes meet hers and she has to suck in a hard breath at the jolt of lightning it sends through her. It’s a relief when he looks away, uninterested.

“Nate, Mason,” Kira says, reaching back to usher Barbie closer. With barely a couple of feet between them now it makes how tall these two are all the more obvious. She has to look up while Kira is steadfastly refusing to crane her head back to do the same. Kira’s hand lands on Barbie’s arm in a friendly manner. “This is Detective Barbara Robertson. Barbie, this is Agent Nate Sewell,” Kira says, indicating the taller man.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Agent Sewell says, and yep, Barbie’s knees certainly go weak at the smile he gives her. She manages to keep her footing, if only barely. He offers a hand and for a thrilling moment as Barbie places her own in it, she wonders if he plans to kiss her knuckles. She has no such luck though, even if the slight pressure from his squeezing her is enough to make her pulse race.

The other man snorts and rolls his eyes, though for what reason, Barbie can’t be sure. Kira clears her throat at him and says, “And this is Specialist Agent Mason.”

The lack of a surname is interesting. Odd. She doesn’t know what to think of it, or of him. She wonders if she ought to refer to him as Specialist Agent Mason, Agent Mason, or just Mason.

“...Nice to meet you,” she says, hesitantly offering her hand to him. He just eyes it, like he’s never heard of a handshake before. Barbie curls her fingers back against her palm and lets her hand fall back to her side. His gaze drops down from her face, and she instinctively reaches up to touch the pink sapphire pendant necklace she always wears. It’s only as she does so that she also realizes the neckline on her blouse is rather low today.

“Mason,” Kira growls. The specialist agent growls back, though not before throwing a smirk at Barbie.

She has never been in a setting where coworkers growled at one another so much. She isn’t sure how she’s going to like this partnership.

Agent Sewell gives an awkward laugh and gestures for the elevator. “Shall we get to it? You mentioned wanting to interview someone close to the victim, didn’t you?”

“I did,” Barbie says, a sour twist to her mouth. Mason seems to have already forgotten she’s there. Fine, she can handle a poor attitude so long as it isn’t directed toward her. She tugs her blazer into place and tries to adjust her neckline a little higher before gesturing for the elevator. “Shall we?”

A million questions flitter through Barbie’s mind as the four of them squeeze into the elevator—Agent Sewell in particular actually needing to duck to enter—all regarding just what these agents are really here to do. They don’t look like her image of any sort of agent. Not just their outfits, but…well, she can’t help noticing they’re extremely attractive. She expected them to look plain. Older too. Barbie has to resist wetting her lips, lest she smudge her lipstick.

With some effort, she stops staring at them and gets her mind back on track.

“I’ve never heard much about what the Agency does,” Barbie says as the elevator doors slide shut. It’s an old elevator, still on a chain system rather than hydraulic, and it rattles to life in an alarming manner. She does her best to subtly shift toward the wall and grabs the hand rail.

Kira gives a short laugh. “Well, that’s by design. We can be a secretive bunch.”

“I can’t say I’ve ever heard of the Agency working with local law enforcement either,” Barbie says pointedly. Kira’s gaze drops to the badge on Barbie’s belt. Then she looks at her coworkers.

Seeming to pick up on Kira’s need, Agent Sewell says, “We don’t often find it necessary, but we are very much looking forward to working with you, Detective.”

“Oh,” Barbie says, stunned into a stupid sort of silence. She knows she’s being flattered. That doesn’t stop it from working, particularly coming from a handsome man with a voice as smooth as hot butter.

The elevator shutters to a stop and the doors slide open. Fifth floor. They proceed out, Barbie leading the way. Mason pauses at the one just before it, nostrils flaring.

“Isn’t this the woman’s place?” he asks. Barbie checks the number against what she remembers from Janet Greenland’s file.

“I believe so,” she says, even though she’s certain of it. “Did you read the file as well?”

“What? No.” Mason blinks, looks over Barbie’s shoulder, then grimaces. “I mean yes.”

“...Right.” Barbie scrutinizes him, then turns back to look at Kira and Agent Sewell. Both are wearing pleasantly neutral expressions. It definitely puts her back in the shoes of her highschool self, always made fun of by the other girls without exactly knowing how she was being made fun of. Dusting her sleeves off, she says, “Well, it is Janet Greenland’s apartment, but we’ve done a sweep of her apartment already. We’re here to talk to her neighbor.” She can’t help the edge to her voice at the fact that he apparently didn’t already know that. Again, she questions just what kind of organization this Agency really is with agents like this.

Mason nods, though he’s still looking at the apartment door. Agent Sewell puts a hand on his shoulder and says, “We haven’t had much of a chance to go over any physical evidence ourselves. It might be a good idea for our team to come by and do our own sweep?”

“Fine. It couldn’t hurt,” Barbie says, waving them off and continuing on until she reaches the correct door. Kira stands right at her side, back ramrod straight and determined like she’s about to step onto a balance beam. Barbie takes a deep breath, reminds herself she’s done this before, and raps her knuckles against the door three times.

Nothing happens. Barbie grimaces; Tina has always made comments on her weak knock. Kira glances up at her.

“Mind if I try?” she asks. Barbie gestures for her to go ahead, stepping back. Kira takes Barbie’s place and knocks on the door using the side of her fist, the sound loud enough that it rattles the door on its hinges.

“Think they heard?” Mason asks. Agent Sewell rolls his eyes, but presses his lips against a smile.

From inside, there’s a sudden clatter and a call of, “Just a moment officer!”

Barbie looks down, impressed. Kira shrugs self-consciously.

“Most people don’t take me too seriously on looks alone, so I have to make up for it in other ways,” she says, gesturing to her five foot flat self. Barbie shakes her head.

“Foolish of them, clearly.” Barbie moves back to Kira’s side, though she can’t help noticing that she’s now on the side and not front and center when the door swings open.

A young man stands in front of them, probably early 20s, with wavy blonde hair pulled into a tight puff of a ponytail. There’s a bandana around his forehead, his shirt is covered in wet spots, and he’s got a dirty rag tucked into the waistband of his ratty sweats. He looks mortified the moment he realizes he’s got an entourage at his door.

“Oh goodness,” he squeaks, eyes darting to Barbie. “Officer Poname mentioned you might come around Barbara, but I didn’t know you were bringing other people.”

Barbie blinks, raising a brow at his familiarity. “Have we met?”

His face goes from pink to red. “Er, not as such.”

“Trevor Cunningham?” Kira cuts in, pulling everyone back to the task at hand. The blond man nods, eyes wide. She adds a smile to soften her words. “I’m Agent Kingston, these are my colleagues Agent Sewell and Specialist Agent Mason. You already know Detective Robertson.” She puts a subtle emphasis on Barbie’s title, which she appreciates. “We’re here to talk about the recent murder of your neighbor, Janet Greenland. Is now a good time?”

“Is there really a good time for such things?” he asks.

Agent Sewell steps up then, a sympathetic frown on his face. “No, there isn’t. Still, we hope to resolve this problem as quickly as possible, so she might see some justice served. Would you be willing to assist us in that?”

The poor man looks ready to have a stroke. Clearly he’s of a weak constitution. She can only hope Agent Sewell doesn’t whip him into such a stupor that he can’t answer their questions. Luckily, he ends up nodding and holding the door further open.

“O-Of course! Please, come in,” he says.

They all proceed into a living room that is far too small for the number of people suddenly in it. The couch won’t hold them all, but Mason seems far more content to go skulk on the far side of the room, facing Trevor. Agent Sewell sits on one side of Trevor, angling towards him, while Barbie offers the last seat to Kira, far preferring to keep a little personal space for this.

Once everyone is settled, all eyes fall on Barbie. It’s a little surprising, considering how easily Kira had stepped up before, but she doesn’t hesitate for long. She pulls a fliptop notebook out of her belt, going through the pages until she gets to the questions she’s been jotting down for this case since it began. Trevor starts to fidget before she can start speaking.

“How long have you known Janet Greenland?” Barbie asks. Trevor shakes his head.

“Gosh, barely a few weeks. She only moved in at the beginning of the month, you know, on that day we had all that slush. It was just her and a big rented moving truck. She was trying to move all her stuff on her own, and I felt so bad for her.” Trevor shakes his head. “Poor thing, I didn’t ask, but it was pretty clear she didn’t have any friends to ask for help.”

“Funny, on her salary I’d have assumed she could hire movers,” Barbie says. Trevor curves an eyebrow.

“I don’t think funny is the word I’d use,” he says, tone considerably cooled. “And anyway, I never asked about her salary.”

Barbie blinks. She’s said something wrong. Damn. That didn’t take long.

“I don’t think the detective means any offense,” Agent Sewell says with a gentle smile. “In these kinds of cases, anything that seems strange is worth noting.”

“Generally not aloud though,” Barbie adds. She still isn’t sure what exactly she said to bother Trevor, but that doesn’t really matter, so she says, “I’m sorry. I’ll stick to just the questions.”

Trevor nods. “That’s alright. I think I’m just a bit testy. I’d really hoped to make friends with her.”

That tugs at Barbie’s heartstrings. She can only imagine how strange it must feel to be in his shoes, mourning someone he didn’t know but wanted to.

“Did you speak with her after she moved in?” Barbie asks. Trevor nods.

“Yes. I mean, I spent most of the afternoon helping her move in, to start,” Trevor says with a little laugh. “But then I made it a point to knock on her door and offer her whatever I had extra for dinner, or whatever sweets I’d baked lately.”

“Were the two of you ever involved physically?” Barbie asks. Everyone else chokes for a moment, except for Mason, who snorts and leans forward with his elbows on his knees.

“I don’t think that’s a problem here, sweetheart,” he says.

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Trevor sputters. Mason just looks at him blankly.

Agent Sewell sighs. “Please ignore him.”

Notably, while Agent Sewell is placating Trevor, Kira is making pointed eye contact with Mason. They seem to be holding some sort of silent conversation that ends in Kira nodding briefly before settling back in her seat. It clicks then that Mason and Agent Sewell had held similar eye contact just a moment earlier. Barbie shifts her weight, wondering what it is the three of them are communicating to one another, and how well they must know one another to do so without words.

“I just don’t see the relevance in a question like that,” Trevor says. He glances at Mason. “And for the record, just because I’m gay doesn’t mean I couldn’t sleep with a woman if I wanted to.”

“That’s true. My brother never was picky about his partners,” Barbie says without thinking.

“Lucas?!” Kira and Trevor exclaim in unison. Kira recovers herself quickly, though her cheeks are undeniably pink.

“You know my brother?” Barbie asks Trevor. Trevor waves her off, clearly embarrassed.

“That’s not—Not recently.” Trevor puts his face in his hands and groans. “Next question?”

“But you didn’t say—” Barbie stops herself when Agent Sewell gives her a look. He smiles, sweet at honey, and makes a small hand turning gesture; let’s move on.

It’s irritating, because she wants to know more. Every little clue could lead to a connection later down the line. But he’s right. She’s probably pushed her luck far enough for one day. With that in mind, she throws a whole page of questions out, doubting Trevor will have much patience left for them at this point.

“When was the last time you saw Janet?” Barbie asks. Trevor frowns, his expression as low down as a bloodhound.

“The morning she disappeared,” he says. With a shake of his head, he adds, “I was getting in as she was heading out. We said good morning to one another and that was it.”

“Had Janet mentioned, um…” Barbie trails off, distracted by how Kira and Agent Sewell are both intensely looking at Mason, while he has his silvery gaze locked onto Trevor. His gives a stiff nod after a moment, and the other two visibly relax. Poor Trevor seems off put by this treatment as well. He glances at Barbie, but she has no answer to offer him, only a questioning look of her own.

Agent Sewell looks up at her, so suddenly that it startles her. He smiles, but there’s something about it that sends a shiver up her spine.

“You were saying something, Detective?” he prods. Barbie nods and re-finds her question on the lined paper of her notebook.

“Had Janet mentioned she was afraid for any reason?” Barbie asks. Trevor rubs his chin.

“Not afraid,” he says haltingly, then gives a sheepish smile. “I’m sorry, I don’t even know if this is really relevant.”

Kira leans forward. “Mr. Cunningham, any detail could be key.”

“Right,” Trevor says, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, she mentioned hearing some strange voices when she was out and about at night. She said she swore she heard her own name, but never could find a source. She wasn’t scared though, just bemused.”

At this, Mason stands up. To Kira, he says, “We don’t need more.”

“Right,” Agent Sewell says, also getting to his feet.

“Wh—” Barbie furrows her brow, tempted to pinch herself to see if she might be dreaming up the audacious manners with which these men conduct themselves. “We are in the middle of an interview.”

They don’t seem to hear her. Agent Sewell holds a hand out as Trevor hurries to his feet, looking like he’s also feeling a step behind everything.

“Thank you for your time,” Agent Sewell says, and that’s all it takes for Trevor to forgive the bad manners. He smiles, and shakes Agent Sewell’s hand delicately.

“Oh, you can have it whenever,” Trevor laughs.

Desperate, Barbie looks to Kira, who winces apologetically before standing up and brushing down her suit.

This is so unexpected that Barbie doesn’t know how to stop what’s happening from continuing. She has more questions! Trevor surely would have allowed one or two more. Why would weird voices be the line these agents decided to draw?

“We…We’ll call if we have further questions,” Barbie says, feeling a touch numb as she rises to her feet. Trevor remembers she’s there as well and nods.

“Of course, Detective. Thanks for stopping by,” he says, the dismissal clear by his tone.

Barbie leaves on stiff legs, following the others out of the small apartment. Barely a few seconds after the door shuts behind them, music starts up along with the cry of a vacuum cleaner.

“Are you three out of your minds?” Barbie snaps, unable to hold back. Mason doesn’t so much as look at her, but Kira and Agent Sewell both flinch.

“I’m sorry,” Kira says. She cuts a sharp look at the men. “That shouldn’t have happened.”

“It will not happen again. Not on my case,” Barbie says, trying to maintain her dignity even when all she really wants is to stomp her heel against the carpeted hallway and scream her head off at them.

“Of course not,” Agent Sewell pipes in. Even his handsome looks won’t soothe the frustration he’s causing her right now, so she just glares at him until he retreats a step behind Kira.

“I promise,” Kira says. Her big green eyes widen at Barbie. She can’t really resist letting her frustration go when she can see the mortification in Kira’s expression. It helps, knowing she had no part in that display.

Taking a breath, Barbie flips her notebook closed and slips it into her belt. “Alright. I’m going to go write this up. Will the rest of the team be joining us?”

“We have other things to debrief on,” Kira says. “Can we meet with you tomorrow?”

“Fine. Be early.” Barbie can’t deny she’ll be glad to get some distance for now.

“It was a pleasure meeting you,” Agent Sewell says. Barbie looks him over, frowns, and nods only because not doing it would seem too rude. He seems to deflate anyway.

That’s not really her problem though. For all that the Kingston women assured her this team wouldn’t be a nuisance, if this is how they approach all cases, she is not looking forward to what kinds of nonsense they decide to get up to tomorrow.

Barbie walks away without another word and tries to forget all about Unit Bravo. There are a million better things for her to put her mind to.

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