#vallis reyleh

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Dancing in the night sky in a myriad of colors, the fireworks sprinkled dust all over my body I will never forget that exhilarating moment

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E-E-ERROR, ERROR

The following is a slightly edited log between the Guardian Artifice and Vallis.

It looks at him. It sighs, and puts an actual non-aggressive hand to his shoulder.

"Vallis...the truth is, I'm waiting for the Varzims, the same as you. I had hoped you might be...more like me, but you're not. Not really. It's not even your fault. It's not your fault that you don't realize what you say is so irritating, either, because if I explained, it would just lead to more questions, and I would get angrier, and I can't have you or anyone else knowing too much about me."

"So, what you want won't happen." It says, taking its hand away and looking away.

It isn't remorseful, exactly, its expression hard to read as it often is, but it isn't being malicious either.

Vallis is quiet, trying to keep a straight face when Arty explains, but his own powers betray him as the atmosphere darkens around him and his own distraught emotions leak out. Still, he keeps smiling.

"Ah." he says. "So. You are just biding your time. With me. Is that all? I thought there was a connection. And. I probably could! Be more like you. If I knew what ‘being like you’ was. But. I would like to know. What I can know to stop angering you. Since. Well. It’s not very fair, I don’t think. That I keep making mistakes because you will not explain to me. I want to be trusted! But. Not many people do trust me. I've noticed. Aha. Ha."

He fidgets, looking away from Arty as well, expecting it to get upset with him again.

"It's...all." Arty says.

"Of course it's all, don't you get it?" It says, almost sounding desperate.

"I just used you! You shouldn't want to be more like me! There is nothing like me!" It says, voice crackling and distorted, but not angry, simply full of emotion.

It covers its face with both hands, still for a few moments.

"It isn't fair." it says dully in its normal tones. "Nothing is fair. Nothing makes sense. This world is a place of senselessness, but I thought I could at least sieve a few grains of reason from it..."

"I was made to not trust people like you." it says. "Literally made that way. There's no hope, Vallis, just...there's nothing. Go...talk to people who are actually good to you. Go on."

Its hands still cover its face, but its voice is still dull, not angry.

Vallis stays silent and lets Arty get all its emotions out first before he speaks. He keeps his gaze off Arty for the most part, only looking at it when it has a louder outburst. The air is stagnant with melancholy.

Then, after it tells him to go, he finally speaks.

"It’s… Lonely, isn’t it?" He asks, quietly. "Being the only one of your kind. Having few trolls to relate to. I understand that. Even with the Varzims.

I still feel lonely. No one can relate to us. Not even Epsilo, who I am close to. I, ah… Don’t want to go, if you are lonely. Who else do you have? Who is similar to you. And. It could be good to him. If it wanted to. Right? But. I can go. If that is what it really wants. But. If it doesn’t…"

Against any better judgment, he holds out a hand to it.

It goes rigid.

"I don't...I don't...I don't know, I don't...I don't..."

It seems caught in a loop. Its eyes are covered, but if they weren't, Vallis could see there is black and white static in them as Arty runs up against one of the things coded into it, that it can't get around.

It grasps his hand, a little too hard, but then it takes it away, wailing.

"Not you." it says, the voice barely audible as the wailing also happens.

"Not you, not your fault, error, ERROR, ER -- R OO RRRR -- RUN!" It says, louder.

"R R U N - IMPERIAL - RR R U NN - "

Distorted, technologic, as it huddles into a ball on the ground and sprouts a fuckload of heaving blades.

But, for once, Arty is clearly - painfully - holding them back.

"Ah- Arty-"

Vallis starts to stay, concerned by the change in its tone. He lets it take his hand, and is surprised by how quickly it takes it away, but when he hears the wailing he knows something is wrong. He cautiously steps back to give it space, now very worried.

"Ah. Run? To where? But. Is it okay? What did I do?"

He freezes up upon seeing all the blades, and all he can do in response is sprout some tentacles to combat them should it try to strike. He is more afraid for Arty than he is for himself, as he has never seen anything like this and does not know how to respond. He knows he’s in danger, but it looks to him like Arty is hurt as well.

Vallis, a coward who is happy to flee at all times except when it counts, but to his credit he is genuinely fucking terrified and worried that he’s just frozen up.

"Y O - U aRE IDENTI FIIIIED AS a N enEMY iM PE RIAL ATTEMPTING TO COERCE COOPERATION, FL E -- EEE OR DIE" comes the distorted voice.

The blades grow further to mass and chop at his tentacles, their movement jerky and trying to avoid his body as Arty tries to drag itself away, desperately wanting to pull its own punches, but this isn't fully in its own conscious control.

Vallis finally manages to move, holding up both hands.

"Ah! Ah- Wait. Wait. Wait! I was not! Doing that. Coercing cooperation. I was being friendly! Friendly! I'm friendly!"

He attempts to grab at the blades to stop them in their tracks, but most of his tentacles get chopped up in the process. Luckily for him, he can keep sprouting more while the damaged ones regenerate without feeling any pain, but it is still just a mess of tentacles everywhere until there’s a spare moment for them to reattach themselves.

"R - UU U N, Va Ll IS! I don't want - YOU MUST BE - YOU WILL BE - YOU - YO - U -"

With another terrible wail, Arty grabs some fallen tentacles, and jams them in its own writhing, chopping blades. It doesn't do much, but it will at least buy Vallis a few seconds of distraction, which he's going to need, because Arty is starting to form, while still being a writhing mass of blades, into something that will attempt to fucking vaporize him.

Vallis knows that he should run, and would very much like to run, but he’s still frozen in fear.

"Ah. Ahaha. I'm sorry. Arty. But. I can’t. I'm. Quite afraid. And. My legs aren’t - "

But Arty’s final wail and attack knocks some sense properly into him- or, at least his horrorterror side, as The Slumbering Ones figure out that their vessel is about to be fucking Vaporised and takes control.

His troll form completely collapses in a panicked scream, and, now completely terror, tentacles reach out in all directions to both create distance and escape but also try to block any blades that try to chop it up.

A song fills the air, one of both a warning for Arty to stop what it is doing, but also one of Vallis’ own fear. Should Vallis be able to get away, he will make a temporary retreat into the ocean.

The warning is accepted and returned with understanding, as Arty has one last trick to play, allowing Vallis to escape. It isn't an eldritch sensation building in the damp air. It's something one might describe as the opposite; something so of this world, so solidly real, its presence is still heavy, as if it is pressing down on your back and shoulders.

As Arty's wails turn instead into a keening, whispering prayer, there is, like a lightning flash, a brief and brilliant moment where a column of vast translucent vertebrae can be seen in the spot where the security system originally huddled down, extending up to the sky.

And the blades, as one, the weaponry they're forming - crack and disintegrate in myriad lines of light, blinding and shining - and with a sigh, there is nothing left, except the still troll shaped form, splayed on the ground.

It is cold. The guardian of this body is no more.

Its purpose served, protecting Vernrot from the consequences of what it knew would happen should it destroy Vallis. For there is one thing more important than destroying the empire, and there is a higher power than its protocols that it answers to.

The Reverberation does not cease its attempt to flee, but it is keenly aware of that feeling of Something warping the air around it, distorting the song The Slumbering Ones sing through their vessel. Despite having no eyes, it is briefly stunned by the light, screeching as it fears what may become of it and the construct it - Vallis - sees as a friend. But, as the light dies down, so too does its song.

The Reverberation's body reaches the ocean, where it collapses into for respite, tuning into The Slumbering Ones' whispers in an attempt to calm the frightened mind of its troll self that still exist within the depths of its eldritch form.

This whole Ordeal would actually prompt Lucy to investigate, although Vallis will be unreachable for the time being, staying in full horrorterror form at the bottom of the ocean as he lacks the mental energy to shift back.

Only his mournful song can be heard amongst the waves, whispering apologies to the construct, that he didn't mean to do what he had done.

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A Selection of some guys cuz like hell I’m gonna put all 40+ of mine here

everyone post their fantrolls

if you dont have one make one idc if its canon compliant i just wanna see it

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it is valentines day my dudes

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Doodling guys on the mind while I’ve got nothing to do at work

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Just another regular episode of the Squid And Catbug Show

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fish... (and some more on Toyhou.se)

I wanna see some fucking FISH

Purplebloods pink bloods mutants any one of em show me your FISHES

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Fascinated by there being a correct way of being a freak. I know you’re joking it’s just so funny to me especially since god knows Vallis IS a big freak.

How to correctly be a freak, a guide by Rai:

Look at what Vallis is doing

Don't do that

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👀❤️ - vallis

👀 - What could the muse see at a glance that would make them interested in another person?

Imma be real with you anon I genuinely do not think that thought has ever crossed this man's mind once in the history of ever. This squid is Aro As Hell and his single braincell is only capable of thinking about science and sea creatures.

That being said, he does naturally gravitate towards other science-minded trolls and also the supernaturally-inclined. Though 99% percent of the time his interest in them would be purely platonic as he's far more interested in friendship than he ever will be for quadrants.

♥️- How good of a Matesprite do they think they are/could be?

Just like the previous question, Vallis has no put any thought into whether or not he would be a good matesprit. Should the impossible happen and he does end up in a flushed relationship, however, he would try his best to make his partner happy... Except he struggles with the concept that other people have opinions and feelings that differ from his own, and will assume that whatever makes him happy would also make them happy. So, sorry if you don't like the idea of receiving random cephalopod-themed paraphernalia as gifts and potentially having your brain melted by a half-horrorterror singing to you.

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thinking abt my long-haired boys and how they wear their hair

nancor usually wears his down but does enjoy playing around with hairstyles too. he favours a braid or a high ponytail when he needs to tie it back

zotick only wear his hair down when he's going to bed cuz he finds sleeping with it tied back to be uncomfortable. he usually wears it in a low ponytail or in a braid, but might do twintails if he's feeling particularly silly

benrii has to keep his hair tied up in a high ponytail because otherwise it would literally drag along the floor. he's not really the type to experiment with hairstyles otherwise, and no you are not allowed to touch it either

tira's hair is very fluffy and unruly so he never wears it down, but he's also not very creative when it comes to different hairstyles. high ponytails for casual/everyday looks, and a low ponytail for races that he stuffs into the back of his race suit. there is absolutely no way it's fitting in his helmet otherwise

vallis also never wears his hair down, but that's due to personal comfort rather than necessity. it's usually kept in a high bun, but he might do a ponytail if he's feeling lazy

linnae wears their hair in low twintails because that's the style his old caretaker's servants liked the most, and also because it's easy for him to style without assistance. he's not very good at braiding his hair, and he prefers the twintail look over a single ponytail or bun. If he needs to keep his hair up, he instead ties them into messy anime-style loops (he does not know what anime is)

fleure was not doing Fuck Shit with his hair after he was reawakened and had just let it knot and mat, but since losing his ability to shapeshift and accompanying the wellspring clinic he is taking better care of his hair now. he's back to tying it in a braid like he used to before he was sealed away

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have a collection of various no-context vallis doodles because i kno u like Him

i am feeling like death

i would say please send asks but i legitimately don't think i can bring myself to answer them right now

so maybe show me your favourite character of your own

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Twas a migraine induced misspelling that was surprisingly close all things considered

Anyway I like that squid can he open a jar from the inside

LMAO all good, I just wasn't sure if i was missing out on some Extremely Good French Pun because my knowledge is limited to a few food-related words, that one phrase in the Lady Marmalade song, and omelette du fromage

you would need a jar big enough to fit Vallis because he does not have a small squid form, but I think he would be able to figure out how to open it eventually. not like he has to worry about running out of oxygen when he doesn't need to breathe

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Should he though?

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read a short fic last night that was talking about a group of characters' choice in sleepwear and i have not stopped thinking about my own mains since so

katrin - more often than not just crashes on the couch fully clothed, but on the occasions she does dress for sleeping she's likely wearing a shirt she's stolen from a friend and an old pair of leggings

nancor - also a 'sleeps in old clothes' kinda guy, hes not the type to spend frivolously on himself so hes just never owned pjs

ashe - loves those silly pyjama sets that probably have a cute cat pun t-shirt and matching print pants

mikiel - will also crash on the couch fully clothed if hes had an exhausting night at work, but otherwise generally sleeps in a singlet + shorts (which also happen to have the same pattern as his pants. man loves the black and white vertical stripes)

velour - sews his own pyjama sets obviously, and uses different materials depending on the season. heavier flannels during winter and lighter cottons for summer, and they usually tend to have a diamond motif like many of his other outfits

lucy - old t-shirt + old tracksuit pants combo, something cozy but also he could leave the hive in and not look too out of place (in case of a lighthouse-related emergency in the middle of the day). also has a big warm dressing gown that he'll wear when he's out of bed

viltau - Rich Person Silk Pyjamas. you know that man is dropping hundreds on the comfiest pj shirt and pants/shorts combo ever seen. prefers plain pjs if he's sleeping at a quad's hive / quad is staying over, but he also has one pair of cute cupcake print pjs that he bought once but won't be seen dead wearing when other people are around

glasya - singlet top or oversized shirt + big comfy print pyjama pants combo, though the pants usually go once they get into bed and they'll just sleep in their underwear

vallis - will sleep in his aquariums fully clothed, the labcoat stays on during naptime. but when he does sleep in a bed like a normal person, he is also a plain t-shirt + comfy pants kinda guy. definitely also owns a bunch of squid-themed sleeping shirts or ones with fish puns on them

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30 and 48 for Vallis

30. When it comes to the arts (music, film, theater, etc), what does your character like?

Vallis is not very cultured when it comes to the arts. He likes both Epsilo and Lucy's paintings, he loves Zanzul's songs (and Thrixe's, but obviously he is not singing for Vallis any time soon, lmfao), and he's watched the movies Celise has screenwritten for. But when it comes to more mainstream forms of art, he doesn't have much of an opinion on it. He loves his nature documentaries, but I would consider those to be more non-fiction / educational media rather than the arts.

Aside from that, his favourite TV show is the static channel, and his favourite music genre is harsh noise. The more incomprehensible, the better.

48. Is there anything in particular that would ignite your character’s jealousy? Or does your character not get envious?

I genuinely do not think that Vallis is capable of jealousy. It just never crosses his mind to feel envious of someone else's achievements or attention, or covet someone else's things. That doesn't interest him at all because his own research and his friends and his hobbies and collections are more appealing to him.

Sure, he wishes he could do more with his horrorterror abilities, but he knows that's just something he needs to keep working on until he can figure out how to do everything the Varzims can. He's fascinated by them and always has been, but that's out of curiosity rather than jealousy.

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i immediately ran to firealpaca to make this