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Nonverbal Prompts || Not Accepting! @zorkaya

"You know, when you said you were terrible with swords...I didn't think you were this bad. I'd argue you were more of a threat to yourself than anyone else."

Izumi noticed the roll of the eyes at her comment, before she placed a hand over her mouth. Did she say that out loud? She didn't mean to, but she's never seen someone fumble a sword during training so many times. Though, she figured that meant that she simply wouldn't try teaching Zarina such things any more. It wasn't like she could stay dead, but she would rather avoid having to regrow a head.

"Well, Mistress Sokolova...At least nobody would ever expect you to know how to use a sword. But if they saw you try to use one, they might run away in fear themselves."

[At least Sayomi hadn't seen that...She'd have been roaring with laughter at her. And she's not indestructible like me. Then again, she might've been too busy running out of the way to avoid getting stabbed.]

First Row: - The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim; Primarily, I adore the open world and making it all your own. - Fallout 4; Much the same as above, just in a setting I can appreciate more (post-apocalyptic). - Among Us; When I am a crewmate, I am the most suspicious person in the group. When I am the murderer, I am the most innocent of beans. I enjoy the irony, I think is what I am saying. - Red Dead Redemption; Honestly, I haven't played this game in a loooong time, but I remember loving it all. The world and space, hog-tying criminals and leaving them on train tracks... Ah, the good times. - The Red Lantern; It is a game of beautiful puppy dogs and I love it. Puppy deaths are off, because I can't stand the thought of it as is, I don't need to bawl my eyes out over a Nintendo Switch game. Second Row: - Assassins' Creed II; What I felt was missing in the first game was massively improved upon and explored in this one. Not to mention, a very charismatic main cast and a gorgeous setting in Renaissance Italy. - Dungeons & Dragons (Fifth Edition); Whilst you didn't specify video games, I had to put this TTRPG here, simply because it rules my every waking moment. - Dead By Daylight; The community is a love/hate box of mad cats, and the game is a cruel mistress, but I am addicted to it! I love it far too much. Claudette and Zarina are my main survivors, and though I rarely play killer, both Trapper and Pyramid Head are my mains. - Cuphead: Don't Deal With The Devil; This game was tough, and there are still certain bosses I dread to face again, but I love it all the same. The lore is interesting, the style is beautiful and the soundtrack is such a bop. There is a reason I just have 'Don't Mess With King Dice' in my usual youtube playlist. - The Lord Of The Rings: Battle For Middle Earth II; I absolutely love this game, and I am so disappointed that I can't run it on my newer computer. I haven't played it in years, but it was my go to game 5+ years ago. Third Row: - Payday 2; My partner and I play this all the time. It is a game we both love to have, and whilst they are far better at it than I, there have been improvements made on my part. Sokol will forever be my main. - This War Of Mine; The addition of the expansion packs made this game work even better, at least for me. It is a hard game and a depressing one, but it is one I adore. For the life of me, I can't really fathom why, but every time I play it, I am immersed. - Sims 4; I only play this game to build. I have played some of the actual life simulation but it bores me pretty quick. Sims 2 was the only one of the Sims games that kept my interest in the actual gameplay. However, Sims 4 is my favourite for its style and the updating of the build/buy tools. - Infected; If no one has tried or played this TTRPG, I highly recommend it. It is a zombie game, but it is so much fun with a lot of character building options. It fuels my love of the genre so much! Fourth Row: - Team Fortress 2; Whilst I am more of a Mann vs Machine player, I do really enjoy most gamemodes for TF2. I haven't gone into many of the fan made works, though I really want to, simply because I am unfamiliar with how it works. My mains, in order of my frequency playing them, are; Medic, Sniper, Scout and Pyro. - Pokemon Sword; I'll admit, I don't have much to say about this game. I do genuinely enjoy it, but Pokemon games have never really been to my fancy. I love seeing them roam about the wild, though! - Until Dawn; The first game that I saw published by Supermassive Games, and my overall favourite. Yeah, the characters don't really behave all that realistic/aren't really relatable, but the game is fun with some really good jump-scares and storytelling. - Outlast and Outlast Whistleblower; There are a number of games on this list that deserve a viewer discretion warning. This, however, takes the cake. Probably the most violent and horrific of the horror genre on this list, both the main game and its DLC are brilliantly terrifying and with a very in-depth and well-crafted story (in my humble opinion). - Northgard; A game remarkably similar to Battle For Middle Earth II, and yet, with a lot more to it and a very harsh spike to its difficulty. Sometimes I just chill on normal mode, other times I am losing my mind as a blizzard rolls in for Winter. Goat clan all the way! I shall have all of the fluffy bois! Fifth Row: - Detroit: Become Human; This game gets a lot of well warranted critique, and understandably so, but it does not dampen my love for such an interesting concept and a wonderful cast of characters. Connor's storyline is, by far, my favourite, followed by Markus' revolution. - Telltale's The Walking Dead (Seasons 1 and 2); This game hurts me inside. It really does. I do not much appreciate how the story turned in the second season, but the first is fantastic and the second is a worthy, if harsh, follow up. As for the other two seasons and the DLC, I'm afraid I have not played them. - Minecraft; This is a game made for me to waste time. It is both stressful and stress-relieving. It might be childish, but it lets me whittle away the hours I have stewing in my own consciousness. - Telltale's The Wolf Among Us; Holy Hell, I love this game! Good guy Bigby all the way but I adore most everything about it. The style, the main character, the rest of the cast (especially Faith, Grendel and Bloody Mary), and just the story pulls me in, no matter how many times I play it. - Call Of Duty: Black Ops II (Zombies); This one is just fun. I used to play this all the time with a friend and we have been slowly getting back into it and getting better every time. If you want just straight action and a rising difficulty on horde mode, I would highly recommend!

A short list of honourable mentions below: - Warhammer End Times: Vermintide - Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn - Garry's Mod: Prop Hunt - GTA V - The Forest - Gartic Phone - Papa's Something-eria - Google's Internet-Is-Down Dinosaur Game

Whoo! And that should be most, if not all of it. This was a long and unnecessary answer, but I am an indecisive hooman being who felt the need to answer in detail.

Now is the time for me to return to my lair. See below:

Until I am awoken again, thank you @ur-typical-nerd​ for the lovely ask, and sorry for the unnecessarily long rant. Have a good one!

I give you the list of ships/parents in my next-gen universe! ONS= One Night Stand Donation: Sperm/egg donation Also. A lot of these don’t have kids yet/ or have kids are in the making.

Michael Myers x Annie Wilkes

Freddy Krueger x Carrie White

Jason Voorhees x Kayako x Sadako

Bubba Sawyer x Stretch

Chucky Lee Ray x Tiffany Valentine

Esther Coleman (Leta) x Issac Chorner

Candyman x Pennywise (2017)

(Previously Jack Torrance x )Wendy Torrance x Jack Frost x Santa

Billy Loomis x Stu Macher x Nancy Downs

Jennifer Check x Pinhead (ONS) x Tatum Riley x Rochelle Zimmerman

Pennywise (1990) x Freddy Krueger (Donation) x Jason (Donation)

Frank n Furter x Elvira

Ash Williams x Sarah Connor

Herbert West x Angela Baker

John Kramer x Jill Tuck

Patrick Bateman x Amanda Young

Clarice Starling x Hannibal Lecter

Vincent Sinclair x Rachel Lang

Drayton Sawyer x Pamela Voorhees

Tex Sawyer (single)

Tinker Sawyer (single)

Nubbins Sawyer x Baby Firefly x Bo Sinclair

Randy Meeks x Sarah Bailey

Lawrence Gordon x Adam Stanheight

Leprechaun x Princess Zarina x Chop-top Sawyer

Gale Weathers x Dewey Riley

Rosemary Woodhouse x Beetlejuice

Nancy Thompson x Kirsty

Sidney Presscott x Laurie Strode/Myers

Regan Macneil x Damien Thorn

Chris Hargensen x Billy Nolan

Sue Snell x Tommy Ross

Bonnie Harper x Mickey Altieri

Gregory x Mistress (ONS) then x Other Mother

Ray Bronson x Julie James

Helen Shivers x Barry Cox

Eddie Caputo x Columbia

Jess Bradford x Norman Bates

Brahms x Billy

Mike Norris x Karen Barclay

Louis x Lestat

Josette x Barnabus Collins

@zorkaya​ said: ✿ @ Solomon )

( SEND ✿ FOR A GENERATED KISS OR CHOOSE A NUMBER ) 3: back kiss

   It’s  the  slow  kind  of  awakening.  The  type  of  morning  where  dawn  slowly  creeps  in  and  gently  wakes  you  up  with  her  soft  sunlit  fingers.  There’s  no  demands  for  the  day  ,  no  rush  to  get  up  or  hunger  driving  him  out  of  bed.  Basking  in  the  lazy  comfort  of  the  morning  as  sleep  remained  a  mistress  by  one’s  side  in  such  mornings.  (  Except  Solomon  wasn’t  actually  sure  if  it  was  morning.  That  didn’t  matter  though.  )  

   He’s  aware  of  the  pair  of  lips  on  his  back.  Cool  against  his  skin  ,  but  never  unpleasantly  so.  In  the  lazy  morning  haze  ,  it  takes  him  a  moment  to  realize  what  tattoo  of  his  she’s  tracing  ,  a  slightly  husky  laugh  leaving  his  lips  once  he  does.  Not  for  any  particular  reason.  It  was  something  that  just  felt  right  to  do  in  this  moment  even  as he  has  yet  to  open  his  eyes.  

   It  was  the  kind  of  peaceful  ,  restful  sleep  Solomon  felt  like  he  hadn’t  had  in  centuries.  He  actually  felt  rejuvenated  rather  than  simply  doing  something  because  his  body  had  to  sleep.

   “  Are  you  having  fun  ?  “  He  murmurs  the  question  quietly  ,  careful  to  not  break  this  rare  tranquility  of  the  moment.  Inevitably  it  will  be  broken.  It’s  the  Devildom.  But  for  right  now  ,  its  just  him  and  Zarina  in  his  bed  ,  with  her  once  more  exploring  his  tattoos  much  as  he  had  hers  before.  Albeit  ,  he  did  have  quite  a  bit  more  ink  than  she  did.  

   Slowly  he  lifts  his  head  from  the  pillow  ,  only  so  he  can  turn  his  head  the  other  way  to  slowly  open  his  eyes.  It  takes  a  few  blinks  for  his  eyes  to  adjust  to  the  dim  lighting  ,  but  his  eyes  do  adjust  and  the  sorcerer  offers  a  small  smile  towards  Zarina.  “  Good  morning  ~  “

From “Quest for the Queen”. A group of “Orchid” guards reporting back to their mistress/villainess Zarina.

by John Pomeroy

zorkaya said: rescue !

A business meeting that has gone astray, one of Zarina’s clients had begin to start bothering Midnight by making remarks about her beauty and how she would looked enough to be one of his Mistresses. Midnight ignored him for the most part, but he done of the things she despite the most: He would run his fingers through her hair. Touching her hair as they were so familiar and his grin look gluttonous like a wolf ready to devour her. Yet, it wasn’t Midnight that gave the man a peace of her mind.

Swiftly like the petite woman would make her way across the room, her hand twisting his wrist as she would leer at the man with her haunting yellow eyes. Her tone that usually had it jester tone behind it— now revealed a glint of something colder than the winters of Russia. Even though she smiled, she was threatening him.

Midnight would hear Zarina taunt the man whilst as he is helpless and awe by the strength of this woman that made him cower before her. “Who dare gave you the permission to touch my friend?” 

Her taunt would only continue as she close to snapping the man’s wrist in half and watches him squirm as he whimpers and begs to be freed. Still, that only made Zarina add more pressure before she would chime:

“What do you think Professor?” Zarina sneered. “Should I teach him what happens when he forget his manners?” 

“Let him go,” Midnight sighs. “I believe he got that message.”

Despite as she would rather let Zarina have her way, she knew that this deal was more important than her pride right now. Even though Zarina didn’t seem pleased that Midnight didn’t let her have her fun— the expression of terror the man held for the remainder of the meeting seemed to sedate her for the time being. 

Dangerously - Part 5 Speak Now

A/N:I have officially hit 200 followers!! Thank you so much for all the love! Seriously! I don’t know how I got here. I feel like it was just yesterday that I only had like 10 followers and then I was brave enough to release my Ruin the Friendship series and here I am. I couldn’t have done it without all of your love and your amazing support for my stories. I don’t read a lot of stories with Liam’s POV so I’m going to do most of the chapters of this series in his. I just love writing him so much and the more I write him the more I fall in love with him, through all the stupidity and idiocy. Sorry this is a short one. Also a shout-out to @kinkykingliam for the wonderful banner!

Song Inspiration: Dangerously by Charlie Puth (thank you @theroyalweisme…I seriously struggle finding a title for this chapter. For a couple weeks it was just “Untitled”)

Summary:Why is Liam at the Beaumont Estate? Will Catheryne hear his pleas? Will they ever have their happy ending?

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Previous Parts:

Speak Now

Too Good at Goodbyes

My Immortal

Alone

Liam roughly pounds on the exquisite wooden door and in a matter of seconds Catheryne is in front of him. He doesn’t know why he is there or how he got there. All he knows is that he can’t stop himself from being at this moment.

“Liam…” he hears her say. He studies her face, shock clearly written in them. It hasn’t been a day since he let her walk away and she already looks as if she had gone through months of sleepless nights. Her hair unkept and her eyes red and puffy. Liam’s guilt grows in his heart. He knows he did this to her, caused her to feel all the pain that she is feeling.

The door begins to close, but he puts his hand out instinctively. “Catheryne, please, I know that I am the last person in this world that you want to see, but please if I could have a minute of your time. At least to give me a chance to properly apologize and explain.” He begs and waits several minutes outside of an ajar door.

Finally, it opens and Catheryne steps aside to let him enter the estate. “Are you drunk?” she inquires of him.

“Maybe a little, but that isn’t the point,” he slurs and reminds her that there is a greater conversation that needs to be had.

“We shouldn’t be having this conversation when you are clearly intoxicated and impaired, Liam,” she huffs.

“This exactly the time, Catheryne!” he clearly startles her with his tone and he quickly reprimand himself for losing his temperance. “I apologize for that. I just…I am afraid that if I don’t do this now I won’t do it at all, so please just let me explain.”

He looks down at his feet and with his peripherals he can make out Catheryne moving to stand farther away from him. He can read between the line. She doesn’t appreciate his presence. How did we get here? When not too long ago, we would do anything to be in each other’s arms and touch?This is all your fault.

“You have the floor,” Catheryne’s voice brings him out of his thoughts.

He shakes his head before he continues, and he takes a moment to gather his thoughts to make sure he doesn’t make her anger towards him any worse.

“You must understand where I am coming from, Catheryne. Letting you go is the single hardest thing I have ever had to do and believe me when I say that for as long as I live I will never forgive myself for what I am doing to you now. I could only hope that you can. One day.” He looks up and is met with a sharp glare from Catheryne

“I know you are angry at me. I deserve it. I deserve the cold, angry look you are giving me now. I know you don’t want me around, but I would do anything to keep you here.” Liam slurs.

“Are you serious, Liam? Are you seriously asking me this? God, for a king you’re not very smart. I come to you, laying all my cards on the table and you turned your back. You decided that Cordonia was more important and now you’re coming here to what? Ask me to be your mistress?! Is that it? Am I supposed to understand that you broke and destroyed me for the sake of your fucking country?” Catheryne marches closer to him, clearly outraged.

“I am not asking you to be my mistress, Ryne. I am only asking that you stay in Cordonia. What is in New York that’s waiting for you? Just see reason, I implore you. Here you can have your own place. Your friends are here. Your family.”

“So, what? Am I supposed to stay here and watch you live a life with her? Be mocked and ridiculed for being the court whore? You are something else, Liam. You are really something else.”

“You’re not the court whore, Catheryne. Please, just think about it. I can give you your own duchy. Your own place. Far away enough from the capital. You never have to have interaction with the court if you don’t want to. Please, Catheryne. I want you to stay. I…I love you.”

Catheryne’s hand whips across his face and the shock pains him more than the slap. His mouth open and he touches his stricken face which he is sure is now red from the interaction. No one else in this entire country would have the nerve to slap him across the face but Catheryne. To be fair, he knows he deserve that and much more. He straightens up and looks at Catheryne who is shaking and fuming with anger. Water sits on the corners of her eyes, but his strong woman holds all the tears in.

“Don’t ever say that you love me ever again, Liam,” she whispers through gritted teeth. “You don’t treat people you love this way. You don’t destroy them. Now, I would really appreciate if you show yourself out.”

“Catheryne, please…” Liam begs for more time.

“Leave. Now,” she turns away from him. He can see now that he has done more than hurt her. He has crushed her spirit. He obliges her wishes and rushes out of the estate. He mounts his motorcycle and quickly puts distance between him and the horrible interaction that had just occurred.

He arrives at the palace after twenty minutes. He leaves the motorcycle in front and runs to his office. He needs to drown his misery with a lot of liquor. Upon arriving in his office, he slams the door close and quickly pours him a sizeable amount of dark liquor in a crystal glass. He sets himself down on the luxurious couch with a view of his beloved city. His heart harbors anger towards himself.

He refills his cup after quickly downing the liquid. The burn soothes him. He stares at the view of the capital at night. It’s beautiful, but it is quick to remind him of what he sacrificed and destroyed for that view. He grips the glass he holds in his hands. He gives in and releases all the tears he has been keeping at bay. He feels so tired. He feels as if he has aged a lifetime in a matter of a day.

He leans forward. His head hangs low, defeated and alone. The internal struggle continuing its rampage in his mind. The fight for duty over love destroys his heart. When he closes his eyes, all he can see is Catheryne turning away from him. Body language has made him a great diplomat. Reading hers hurt him. The pain and anguish written all over her is something that will never leave his memory knowing that he was the reason she was in that position.

He has drunk four glasses of liquor and his body feels the effects. He stands and sways himself to the balcony to look up at the stars. He closes his eyes and imagines what he could remember of his mother. What would she say, what would she think if she was here? How incredibly disappointed she will be.

Just to add to his frustration, he heard the quiet click of the door behind him. Ugh why now?

“Well, there you are, my dear husband,” Madeleine’s bubbliness sends him further down the rabbit hole. He grips the railing in fury. “Everyone wondered where you ran off to, but not too worry I was able to veer you away from a scandal. You’re welcome. Now to get to business. Since I am now queen…”

“Let me stop you there, Madeleine,” Liam whirls around and interrupts her. “You may be Cordonia’s queen, but you will never be mine. Our quarters will always be separated. The only interaction we will have is a court function. Besides that, you are nothing to me. We will only be a couple in front of the court and the press. Behind closed doors, I want nothing to do with you. Ever. Got it?” He hisses every word at her in disgust. He is also disgusted at his actions and for allowing himself to be in this predicament. Now he must live a lie.

“Whatever, Liam, I have no interest other than the business of bettering Cordonia. We can treat our relationship like a negotiation if that is what you desire, but you will have to get over Catheryne sooner or later. Our people will expect an heir one day, after all.” With that she saunters out of his office.

An heir. Oh god, that hasn’t even crossed his mind. As a regent, one of his responsibilities is to ensure the crown’s stability by producing an heir. How can he ever go through with that? His heart aches and his mind throbs with a terrible head ache. He knows he should stop drinking but it was the only way he can numb the pain. He sits back down on the couch carelessly and looks out the view of the balcony mindlessly. He thinks of Catheryne and what this night would have been like if she was the one he chose.  He definitely wouldn’t be drunk and alone right now.

He paces across his office to distract himself. He closes his eyes and groans in frustration and anguish. It’s as if someone continues to drive a dagger through his heart. He grips his glass until finally he releases all sense of mannerism and throws it at the wall. He sinks down to the floor leaning against a wall. He releases a deep sigh. He can no longer feel anything. The brokenness he had to endure this day has made him completely numb and emotionless. He breathes, but no longer living.

  A lone desert sorceress sneaked back into Earthen Peak. She was tired beyond reason of her changed form around the chest area that refused to turn back to normal. Inara waited two weeks, and then one day more, and a day more after that, and then another two days. Nothing happened - she still looked like a proud mother of twelve children, judging by her breasts, and she wanted to reset her body in the only way she thought would be reasonable.   There was time Baneful Queen spent frightening amount of time in one specially refitted chamber filled with nothing but poison, and few bathroom towels hidden here and there. Inara of Jugo assumed that, since her mistress was slithering somewhere in the deep lower parts of the Earthen Peak - Inara could sneak into that room, and soak herself in the very same lethally poisonous liquid that changed her body permanently many hundred years ago. Thankfully it didn’t turn her into a snake-woman, not yet at least, but it did enhance her natural beauty significantly, and on a side effect - the very same liquid preserved her body for untold amount of time, same with her sisters in Curse.   Alas, her risky plan was doomed to failure, and not because of the reasons she could foresee. Mere few minutes after Inara entered the enormous bathroom chamber- her ears heard familiar feminine voices. Familiar voices of her sisters in Curse. And before Inara could make up her mind whether she wanted to flee or stay at the moment - they were already here. Samira, Albina, Zarina and Fatima, all swift on their legs, all speaking some nonsense about events that happened eons ago. Inara could only thank the still existing gods that Leila and Aidan weren’t with them.   It was one of the most awkward bathing days Inara had since her arrival in this place. She tried to stay somewhat away from the other women, so they won’t notice two massive changes on her body, but at the same time she kept herself close enough to the women she once proudly called her sisters. Not blood related sisters, of course, but sisters none the less. By the end of the slowly going evening, when the others had enough of poison on their skin for today - they left the chamber after they got Inara’s word that she’ll follow them shortly after. She promised to join them shortly after, and as soon as they left the chamber - she stood up and swiftly lowered her gaze. And she was disappointed in what she saw. Quite a bit so.

                              ”That little son of a whore!!”

  The frustrated desert woman yelled at the peak of frustration, sending eerie, otherworldly echoes in the chamber. Not only did she yell that in a rather infernal manner - she also created a little firestorm from her mouth as the air exited her mouth. It bothered her little - she was too angry on a man that she couldn’t kill twice. Inara rushed to her clothes, and took a towel she prepared beforehand to get rid of the poison still taking its place on her skin. While she was drying herself up - Inara’s nostrils picked a certain scent of burning cloth quite soon. Surprised, she looked around, but found no possible source for such peculiar scent. The desert woman shrugged, and tossed the towel aside. It set itself ablaze few moments later, and this time Inara began to suspect herself in having serious hallucinations.

  The desert woman muttered few curses in Jugo dialect, and quickly dressed herself up, trying her hardest to ease her thoughts, and calm her nerves. When her hood was on her head, she reached for her mirror-catalyst to take a look on herself. Inara’s eyes were on fire. Literally. Her eyebrows were burning with a flame that could not be real. She screamed again in the same voice, and dropped the catalyst, and quickly rubbed her face with her gloved hands. When she picked her catalyst again - her face was back to normal, aside from one detail. Her amber eyes became all amber-like, and even though she could clearly see herself and everything around her - she was absolutely sure that she was losing her sight, and her mind...

I need to know more about all of these characters now, please and thank you in advance.

haha okayQuadrant Situation:Fornax and Cassia are kismessisesCygnus and Ursine are matespritsCorvus and Aquita are moirailsZarina and Pelham are also moirailsDorian is black crushing on DellJazz is pale crushing on CassiaAquita and Cassia are ex-matespritsPolaya and Zarina are ex-kismessisesDreamers: Jazz, Amal, Zarina, Pelham, Corvus, Cygnus, Fornax, and Tucana are Prospit dreamersDell, Luke, Cassia, Aquita, Ursine, Polaya, Dorian, and Hydrae are Derse dreamersGuardians and Ancestors:Jazz- Sis AlessiDell- Grandma FosterAmal- Uncle KarsonLuke- James (the butler) and Mia (the maid)Fornax- The FirebornCorvus- The TirelessCygnus- The MechanicHydrae- The UniroyalUrsine- The MusicianZarina- The MidbloodPelham- The HeadsmanAquita- The MistressTucana- The WildcardDorian- The TorturerPolaya- The Debonair Cassia- Her Imperious CondescensionLands:Dell- Land of Plastic and Putty (LOPAP)Jazz- Land of Love and Demons (LOLAD)Amal- Land of Eyes and Politics (LOEAP)Luke- Land of Quilts and Frogs (LOQAF)Fornax- Land of Tin and Acid (LOTAA)Corvus- Land of Trails and Conquest (LOTAC)Cygnus- Land of Lasers and Argon (LOLAA)Hydrae- Land of Art and Anonymity (LOAAA)Ursine- Land of Sound and Stars (LOSAS)Zarina- Land of Paint and Platinum (LOPAP) Pelham- Land of Luck and Chance (LOLAC)Aquita- Land of Code and Carbon (LOCAC)Tucana- Land of Storms and Lavender (LOSAL)Dorian- Land of Fibers and Frogs (LOFAF)Polaya- Land of Bones and Glass (LOBAG)Cassia- Land of Stone and Chlorine (LOSAC)