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drawingducktalesducks · 1 year

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Webby: Now Lena's back, she can stay in the manor with us! Right?

Scrooge: Aye, I suppose it's the least I can do.

Lena: Yeah no. Pass.

Webby: Huh?

Lena: As much as I looooooved watching as no one other than Webby tried to figure out what happened to me or how to get me back-

Scrooge: Lass, I-

Lena: And as heartwarming as it is to have my sudden return from the dead get passed over so Teatime and Carcrash can get back to LARPing Darkwing Duck-

Beakly: That, that was not my finest moment-

Lena: Great as all that is, I've got my own place to crash.

Webby: You mean the, uh, dingy basement in the old, half-submerged amphitheater?

Lean: Yeah. The abandoned vibes really go great with my tragic backstory.

Violet: A fascinating topic I am not yet fully acquainted with.

Lena: Eh. Birth, abuse, Webby, death, reincarnated by friendship.

Webby: And then happily ever after!

Lena: Sure, Pink.

Violet: Perhaps tonight you could come to dinner with my family, and regale me with the tale in full? Purely for research, of course.

Lena: Dinner as in free food?

Violet: Verily.

Lena: I am SO there.

Webby: .... that sounds nice... but..

Lena: What, not sick of me literally shadowing you for months?

Webby: I didn't even know you were there.

Lena: Webby... The book you lost two weeks ago fell in the crack between the bed and the wall. You karate chop in your sleep. There are sixty-three knives hidden in your room, not counting my dagger, which you kept under your pillow and liked to hold onto when you woke up in the middle of the night.

Webby: WOW! How did you- oh.

Lena: Uh-huh. Maybe you didn't know I was there, but I still think you really, REALLY need your own space back. As someone who's never had any before, it's kinda important to me that DO. 'Kay?

Webby: ... okay. Space.

Lena: Right.

Webby: Not, not too much though, right?

Lena: Never.

Webby: And lots of sleepovers.

Lena: Sure. Anyway, you guys'll be off on adventures half the time. No way I'm staying in the big creepy manor all on my own.

Webby: Duckworth would be there!

Lena: Being alone with someone who can pass though walls is not really a selling point for me, gotta say.

Webby: Dang it. Worth a shot.

Lena: Heh.

Violet: So we are agreed? A brief sulk at the theater, then dinner at my home and frequent visits to reassure Webbigail you not a dream and did not vanish into thin air.

Lena: Yeah sound g- hey, the heck do you mean by SULK?

Webby: You shouldn't do it for more than hour though, or else you'll get droopy!

Lena: I don't sulk! It's called thinking and- droopy!?

Violet: You did it last night whenever Webbigail briefly left the room.

Webby: I saw you though a crack in the door, once! It was cute!

Lena: WHAT

Webby: Okay, so maybe it was more than once...

Lena: WHAT???

Violet: She said she finds your moody nature adorable. Personally, I find it amusing.

Lena: She- cute-? W-wait- wh-

Violet: Case in point.

Scrooge: ...

Beakly: ... They appear to have the situation in hand.

Scrooge: Hrmm...

Beakly: I suggest we leave them be, for now, before we overhear anything that is even more-

Beakly: -oh don't you DARE just hobble off and leave me here with them, Mr. McDuck! I know where you sleep!

Scrooge: Better to be murdered in me own bed than hear any more of what your granddaughter finds charming in a lass!

#Ducktales (2017)#Lena #Webby Vanderquack #Violet Sabrewing #Weblena #Bentina Beakly #Scrooge McDuck #incorrect quotes

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warriorsofsplatsville · 2 months

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...Mirage...!

The Inkling shot up, taking deep breaths. Oh good, they weren't dead. Or were they? They were completely surrounded by white.

"Neo 3, are you alright?!"

They look up to see Octa, who was wearing a drastically different outfit. Instead of her black-clad outfit and cape, she was wearing a white suit, with straps around her shoulders. Her tentacles has changed color as well.

"I'm...fine, actually. I feel like I'm in perfect health." They replied, their hands digging into the pure white sand under them.

"Cool. Then get the shell up. Because we're in some serious trouble." Minu told them.

Mirage got to their feet, and was utterly shocked at the sight around them. It was Inkopolis Square, and yet...it was far from it. It looked like one of those dead coral reefs they read about. Lifeless. Colorless. Hopeless.

"Where...? Why...?! And where's the others? Sandy? Plat? Ess??"

"I'm...not sure, Mirage. They were not here when I awoke." Octa lowered her head. "Perhaps we can find some help-"

"EIIIIGHTTTTTT!!"

The three watched a small drone fly toward them at lightning speed, stopping right in front of Octa. "Hey!! How'd you get here? You know what, that doesn't matter, I need your help!!"

"S-Slow down! P...Pearl, is that you...?"

"Yeah! Can't you recognize me?!"

"Well...you're..."

"Oh, ignore the drone thing. I don't know either." She explained quickly. "Ayo, who are these two guys? Never seen 'em here before."

"Oh, that's right! This is the New Agent 3, Mirage. They stopped Mr. Grizz in Alterna. And this is Minu, she is also an agent alongside them. You two, this is Pearl, from Off the Hook!"

"Is every idol involved in some insane secret plot to destroy the world?! I just don't--" They shake their head. "Nevermind. Where are we?"

"Beats me. The Square from the looks of it but like...totally NOT the Square, yanno? But I get a feeling we'll get some more answers if we head into there." She looked in the direction of Deca Tower. "Cause it sure as heck ain't out here."

"Fair enough. Haha, this is like old times, huh, Pearl? Exploring weird places together."

"Hah, you bet!"

"What is...happening anymore..."

The four enter the building, Mirage noticing a mysterious set of lockers on the way.

"Um...this is NOT the inside of Deca Tower at all."

The Pearl Drone zoomed around the spacious room, the cephalopods following. "This place is whack..."

"Tell me about it..." Minu stared at the monochrome interior.

Octa didn't seem as surprised as the rest of them were, which Mirage could pick up on.

"Over there, we should head toward the elevator, no? I bet Marina and all of Mirage's friends are on a higher level." Octa pointed at the clean steel doors at the other end of the room.

"Oh, good thinkin', Eight!" Pearl hummed, zooming over, and the other three ran to catch up. And as the elevator doors slowly slid open...

"Woah. Looks like a party."

"Eh?! Is that a sanitized Octoling?! Eight-!!" Pearl yelled.

"Woah, cool it. No need to get all crazy on me. I won't hurt you." The Octoling put a hand up. They wore a hat with headphones, a sleek black dress, and knee-high boots.

"Who are you...?" Octa asked, tilting her head.

"....Ah, I go by a couple different names, but for the sake of simplicity, you can call me Acht." They spoke. "Sorta new to this place, myself, though going through the elevator enough times myself, I think I've got it figured out."

"...A few times? Are you riding up and down the elevator?" Mirage slouched.

"Nah. Come on in and I can show you."

"Hrmm....I don't know..." Pearl beeped.

"I trust them. I think they know what they're talking about." Octa nodded. "I'll lead the way. Let's go."

Pearl, Minu, and Mirage exchanged nervous looks before following Octa into the elevator.

"So. What are you doing in here?"

"Well, initially, me and my friends here were on a mission to stop whoever was causing the Square to go entirely unconscious, but now it seems, since joining, we are now on a large rescue mission....three agents, a Salmonling, and now Marina, as it happens..."

"Ah. I see. Fair enough." Acht looked away. "I was here initially before something went haywire about this place. And then a buncha kids and stuff showed up. And there was this real tall lady. Weird-looking, too. If I had to guess, she's behind this nonsense."

"That must be Tara." Minu grimaced. "But...none of this makes sense. We're...in the Square, are we not? Why does it look so different and weird? Where are the other unconscious people? And these clothes...and this elevator..."

"Hm. Can't really tell you exactly WHERE we are, but I can probably guess WHAT this place is. I think we're in a virtual reality right now."

"A...virtual reality?"

"Yep. Did you guys happen to be put to sleep before showing up here?"

"Yeah...we were." Mirage answered.

"Yep. It'd be wise to say that your real bodies are still unconscious in the....'Square' right now, but your minds are in here."

"That's crazy...so does this mean Tara....made a virtual reality?"

"I don't know. Barely seen this 'Tara' lady around, so I can't give you a straight answer."

"So what are YOU doing here?" Minu asked, suspiciously eyeing Acht.

They shrug. "Honestly...beats me. My memory is still a little hazy. I've only gotten some of them back recently. I suffer from a bit of amnesia."

"Ah...would you have happened to regain them while in here?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Hmm..."

"Something up, Eight?" Pearl chimed in.

"I have a theory about this place...but I can't confirm it until we find Marina."

"Well then, the sooner we find her, the better! Full speed ahead!!"

#//ic #//mirage #//minu #//acht #//guest: octa #//side order

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sen-no-kotowari · 2 years

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PGR A Wanshi Character Profile

It's been some time since I've said I'll refurbish a new look for the voice line compendium. I have no excuse for that. However, here's A Wanshi's playable character profile as an apology. I may post other Character Profiles in the future and will slowly update the content as I raise their affection level in-game. You can learn more about Wanshi on the cut down below alongside his Interlude Story.

Voice Line Data

Motion Voice Lines

Lobby Voice 1

Wanshi: (Ya~wn)...

Lobby Voice 2

Wanshi: We meet again, Commander. ...Eh? When did we even meet? Last night, just when we were about to sleep— ...Wa, wait—stop it! Captain! It was just a joke, I was talking about meeting inside a dream!

Lobby Voice 3

Wanshi: Whenever you're here, there's strange feeling welling up inside me... A feeling that tells me it'd be a shame if I close my eyes.

Raise Affection Level

Wanshi: Here, your return gift's just in front of you. Yeah, it's about this tall and this big... Do you see it now?

Repetitive Taps

Wanshi: Are you doing a body inspection?

Log-In

Wanshi: (Stretches) G'morning, good day, good evening...which one is it again right now?

Online for a Long Time

Wanshi: Time to sensibly take a break time then. Good night.

AFK

Wanshi: If I stare at you intently, it's an effective rest time and for some reason, my energy is also replenished too.

Shake

Wanshi: Hey Commander, have you ever heard of this one saying? It goes along the lines of "waking up on the wrong side of the bed."

Offline for a Long Time

Wanshi: You were the only one that's been appearing in my dreams these past few days, it's troublesome.

Introduction and Formation

Structure Acquired

Wanshi: Hello, Wanshi from Strike Hawk. Aannnd yet another meddlesome mission? Sound like a reaal drag... (Mumbles in sleep)...

Level Up

Wanshi: I feel energetic now. ...probably.

Advancement

Wanshi: If this means you're acknowledging me, well, I should just dutifully accept it then.

Model Improvement

Wanshi: Time to get serious, I guess.

Skill Upgrade

Wanshi: Load up, ready, aim... bang! ...Okay, time for me to slack.

Equipment

Wanshi: Accuracy, firing range, bullet capacity... A reliable gun indeed.

Add in Team

Wanshi: (Stretches) ...let's get started I guess.

Assign as Captain

Wanshi: Does being the captain mean you get a special privilege of longer break times...? Oh okay, that's a "no" then.

Mission Accomplished

Wanshi: (Yawn)...'kay, can I take a break now?

Daily Small Talks

Voice Line 1

Wanshi: (Ya~wn)...

Voice Line 2

Wanshi: Another difficult job? Hrmm... Captain Chrome should probably be on standby in the base. I still have another 5 minutes before I head out for my next mission anyway.

Voice Line 3

Wanshi: Reclaim the Earth, and win against the Punishing. That's such a wonderful goal... (mumbles)

Voice Line 4

Wanshi: "If you wish for it, your wish will certainly be answered. Everthing will go your way." ...Who did you hear this from? Kamui?

Voice Line 5

Wanshi: If I remember correctly, the break rooms this base has are at... Okay, got it.

Voice Line 6

Wanshi: "If you wish for it, your wish will certainly be answered"—that kind of wishful thinking only works against children, you know. Are you a child or something?

Voice Line 7

Wanshi: What do I look like when I'm lively? It's not that I prefer not to be seen when I am, but... I hope that there won't be a situation where I have to be though.

Voice Line 8

Wanshi: Huh? Do Structures have dreams and are they able to dream of you in their dreams? ...Yep, they do.

Voice Line 9

Voice Line 10

Wanshi: Structures defy logic, so their life have no limit. And the preservation of their emotional data within the Sea of Consciousness naturally increases. It's just like an limitless, unending dream. ...Isn't it wonderful?

Voice Line 11

Wanshi: If you're here, then the world after I wake up from slumber may not be so bad after all.

Voice Line 12

Wanshi: What an amazing restoration ability. Ah, I'm talking about you Commander, not Liv.

Voice Line 13

Wanshi: Since I always look sluggish, when do I become serious from my default state? ...Right now. When it's about you, I'm serious.

Voice Line 14

Wanshi: You are the lasting dream I have hoped for, and never wish to awaken from... This isn't something from the collection of books the Captain reads, nor is this one of my sleep talks. ...I'm serious with what I've said.

Voice Line 15

Wanshi: Whenever you're here, there's strange feeling welling up inside me... A feeling that tells me it'd be a shame if I close my eyes.

Raise Affection Level

Voice Line 1

Wanshi: If you already are done, can I go to the break room now?

Voice Line 2

Wanshi: Looks troublesome enough...

Voice Line 3

Wanshi: Although I have a disposition where I can fall asleep anytime and anywhere... (Yawn) Even I... don't think that's—... (soft breathing)

Voice Line 4

Wanshi: Do I give this to the Captain? Or to Kamui? ...This is for me?

Voice Line 5

Wanshi: Whenever I spar with the Captain, it feels like I consumed my energy more than I would have because I get serious depending on the situation...

Voice Line 6

Wanshi: 'kay, I'll gratefully accept this then.

Voice Line 7

Wanshi: Going easy? Of course not, because I move around in proportion to the necessary amount of energy consumed. Even being woken up by others is tedious for me.

Voice Line 8

Wanshi: Hold you close every day as I sleep...? What the heck has Kamui been teaching you and how much are you listening to his nonsense...

Voice Line 9

Wanshi: Apart from accomplishing a commendable objective, I think it's difficult enough to properly protect the people around you. That's why you really are amazing, Commander of Gray Raven.

Voice Line 10

Wanshi: Don't give other people the same gift you're giving me. The one who'll be receiving that will only be me.

Voice Line 11

Wanshi: If I embrace you while I sleep, I'm sure it's going to feel good. ...Hm? Captain? I shouldn't be saying that kind of thing? It's not like what I said has any weird implications though. ...Huh? Weird implications? Well, that's...

Voice Line 12

Wanshi: What I want? Hrm... A body pillow, an eye mask, an enhanced version of the rest pod, and... you of course.

Voice Line 13

Wanshi: Wishful thinking, evacuation area, rest pod. ...Just counting out some things. You see, I want to add an exclusive feature for a certain someone.

Voice Line 14

Wanshi: You're not the present this time around, are you?

Voice Line 15

Wanshi: Now I have a reason to wake up from a long, lonesome slumber.

Voice Line 16

Wanshi: Here, your return gift's just in front of you. Yeah, it's about this tall and this big... Do you see it now?

AFK

Voice Line 1

Wanshi: (Snore)....

Voice Line 2

Wanshi: I'm lacking the energy... Huh? You too, Commander?

Voice Line 3

Wanshi: Seems like the Commander too, is the type who needs to take a break from time to time.

Voice Line 4

Wanshi: You tired? There's still a vacant space in Strike Hawk's rest cabin, you know. Because I won over a year's worth of usage right of that space[1].

Voice Line 5

Wanshi: If I stare at you intently, it's an effective break and for some reason, my energy is also replenished too.

Online for a Long Time

Voice Line 1

Wanshi: Looks like the Commander of Gray Raven and Captain Chrome are cut from the same cloth, huh.

Voice Line 2

Wanshi: Well that's strange... Wasn't sleeping and taking a break the most blissful thing in the world?

Voice Line 3

Wanshi: Time to sensibly take a break time then. Good night.

Voice Line 4

Wanshi: Watch over my dreams, okay? You promised me anyway, so you'll be granting my wish this time around.

Voice Line 5

Wanshi: Sleep well.

Log-In

Voice Line 1

Wanshi: If Captain Chrome comes in, can you tell him that you haven't seen me? Thanks a lot... (Yawn)

Voice Line 2

Wanshi: "You are important, because of who you are. You are someone important to me, even if my final moments in life were to come." ...It's nothing. This phrase was something from Captain Chrome's book collection.

Voice Line 3

Wanshi: (Stretches) G'morning, good day, good evening...which one is it again now?

Voice Line 4

Wanshi: The first person I saw when I woke up was you. Looks like today is going to be a good one.

Voice Line 5

Wanshi: I'm starting to think that being energetic isn't bad. Because I wouldn't be able to do more interesting stuff with you together if that wasn't the case, right?

Voice Line 6

Wanshi: That was a nice dream. Yeah, you heard it right.

Voice Line 7

Wanshi: Sweet dreams.

Voice Line 8

Wanshi: Whenever I am awake, you're here. Whenever I dream, you're also there.

Offline for a Long Time

Wanshi: You've been appearing in my dreams a lot these past few days... How troublesome.

Shake

Voice Line 1

Wanshi: Hey Commander, have you ever heard of this one saying? It goes along the lines of "waking up on the wrong side of the bed."

Voice Line 2

Wanshi: Obstruction to medical care is prohibited you know.

Voice Line 3

Wanshi: Okay now, you better stop this instant.

Repetitive Taps

Voice Line 1

Wanshi: Are you doing a body inspection?

Voice Line 2

Wanshi: Wha-...Okay, that's enough.

Voice Line 3

Wanshi: Behave yourself now.

Activity Task Full

Wanshi: Gotten enough sleep and energy recharge is all done. I'm in an unusually active mood now.

Battle Dialogues

Battle Start/Character Switch

Wanshi: (Stretches)...Gonna have to resolve this right away then.

Voice Line 1

Wanshi: I think it's time for you guys to sleep, for real.

Voice Line 2

Wanshi: To be able to sleep longer is bliss.

Voice Line 3

Wanshi: Time to snipe them out.

Ultimate Skill

Wanshi: Shoot to kill—close your eyes, and rest in peace.

Light Damage

Wanshi: I don't plan on dozing off this time.

Heavy Damage

Wanshi: The earlier one sleeps, the easier they'd—... Guess they won't wake up that easily...

Incapacitated

Wanshi: Looks like... I can finally get a decent sleep...—

Friend Support

Wanshi: Assist, support, objective: snipe down the enemies.

QTE

Wanshi: Should finish up the situation at hand quickly, these people who are getting in the way of my sleeping time.

Battle End

Wanshi: Ah, I'm dead tired.

Structure Documentation

Document Detail 1

BPE-47, Wanshi—a Structure assigned under Strike Hawk Unit. Although he originally specialize in Structure maintenance, he is also well-versed in the scene of medical science for humans. He is an excellent doctor who could multitask the medical care he offers accurately and efficiently. According to the reports, the wounded status of other teams was reduced to 80% more than usual on missions Wanshi participated in.

Document Detail 2

"If you're here, then the world after I wake up from slumber may not be so bad after all." Wanshi keeps several secrets around him and while he tries to grasp the outcome of each action, his way of looking at things is extremely keen. His level of understanding, however, has brought misunderstandings due to how too forward-thinking he is, and gets frequently misunderstood as someone with a crude personality.

Document Detail 3

Perhaps it was due to being repressed upon learning the Star of Life's secret, Wanshi currently lacks a sense of belongingness in a group just from contributing his services to mankind's greatest goal. It certainly was one reason for him to give up the path of medicine and accept Structurization surgery. It was when Wanshi was affiliated with the Elite Corps that he finally found the things he alone can and must do.

Document Detail 4

"Obstruction to medical care is prohibited you know." Washi excels at dealing with medical troubles and personal relations. Although he often puts up being the mediator or peacemaker, Wanshi chooses to basically give in if the said trouble focuses on him.

Document Detail 5

"Ah, I'm dead tired." Wanshi never sleeps while sitting down whenever it's a good time for him to sleep—it's a policy he keeps to himself. Whether it's during combat or in his daily lifestyle, Wanshi controls his energy exertion to a minimum and takes action, but it does not include situations where his friends and allies are in danger.

Document Detail 6

Although Wanshi is seen as the polar opposite of a serious person, the circumstances around him tell a different story. He hides his excellent abilities under the guise of laziness, and he's responsible for usually taking the lead in accepting most of the highly dangerous missions. The number of confidential matters Wanshi knows about is immeasurable.

Rumors and Secrets

Secret 1 His greatest wish is to be able to sleep for 25 hours a day.

Secret 2 Wanshi unconsciously became serious in one of his actual combat training sessions with Chrome. Normally he'd poke fun out of his captain, but he doesn't know the timing of when to shift the mood himself.

Secret 3 Even though his hair is artificial, it's curly, naturally permed hair. Wanshi's hair would return to normal just after 1 day for some reason, no matter how much time was spent fixing it.

Secret 4 He brings many things that aren't needed for combat such as candies, coins, an eyemask, and several other objects.

Secret 5 Wanshi rarely gets into an argument with other people. He would nip the root of the argument before it could transpire and avoids the outbreak of the argument itself. If the other person is Starur from the Scarab Unit, however, that effort ends up in vain.

Secret 6 The characters written on Wanshi's collar means "do not disturb"—he wrote it himself.

Secret 7 It seems like Wanshi doesn't want to leave Strike Hawk's waiting room more than usual during the winter months, and there was one time before when he had brought a maintenance capsule to their mission and carried it on his back.

Secret 8 No matter how many times Wanshi sends in an application for "winter hibernation" to Chrome, all of it was rejected.

Secret 9 Wanshi would never reveal a secret because he knows it would become unnecessary trouble for him.

Secret 10 Oftentimes, Wanshi naturally became other people's "confidant" due to his personality. His comrades around him willingly share everything they wish to confide in him.

Secret 11 Wanshi keeps a can of canned herring from the Golden Age in his private quarters. It still hasn't been opened.

Secret 12 Wanshi has quite a sharp hearing, so he wakes up even from the slightest sound he hears. When the Commander was by his side, he slept deeply and it was pretty difficult to wake him up from his slumber.

This was in reference to S Kamui's Secret No. 12

#pgr #pgr wanshi #punishing gray raven

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razmerry · 1 year

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My babygirl goosefeathr for honest takes? 👀

sexuality headcanon

gay but too busy being tormented by ghosts

gender/pronouns headcanon

cis

rate them out of ten

9/10 - he's really great. old man since age 10

favorite thing about them

Goosefeather's Curse is one of my favorite novellas, I think his character is developed in very fun ways in it. Also remember that one time he just showed up in the Dark Forest for literally no reason? king

least favorite thing about them

The inconsistencies of his first appearances (Crookedstar's Promise and Bluestar's Prophecy) with his later ones lmao. They cannot decide what kind of person they want him to be

why i first started liking/disliking them

Probably my Institutionalized MAP haha, it's attached me to him a bit more than I would otherwise be

do i relate/project onto/kin them?

perhaps a bit... perhaps a bit

favorite quote/moment

absolutely unhinged thing to say

my fav ship

Hrmm I don't really ship him with anyone

my fav platonic friendship

Him and Featherwhisker... their relationship is so sweet,,

a ship i hate

eh no idea

do i prefer canon or fanon?

Probably fanon

random headcanon

I think he talks out loud to himself a lot, not as in talking to spirits but it's just a habit he has and makes everyone think he's weird

what color do i picture them as

cat breed headcanon

song i associate with them

"Institutionalized" by Suicidal Tendencies

favorite MAP/PMV/AMV with them

youtube

I would say my own MAP but it's not finished LOL

#ask #goosefeather #warriors

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twilightmalachite · 9 months

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Big Ocean - Repayment Fes of Thinking and Being Thought Of 2

Author: Nishioka Maiko (with Akira)

Characters: Hinata, Yuuta

Translator: Mika Enstars

"(But no matter how long his hair is, Yuuta-kun is still Yuuta-kun, and nothing’s changed since back when it was just the two of us together.)"

Season: Winter

Location: Classroom 2-B

After school…

Yuuta: (…Alright, time to head home.)

(Ah, I forgot I was gonna buy a new manga, actually. Maybe I’ll stop by the bookstore on the way back to the dorms…?)

(But if I’m going all the way downtown, might it’d be better to go with someone rather than by myself.)

… (searching around)

(Hmm. Anyone I get along with has already left the classroom… Hm? Aniki’s still here.)

Hinata: Hrmm…

Yuuta: (? What’s he doing? He’s focusing on his notebook all serious-like. Is he planning something weird without telling me again…? It’s possible…

(I’ll peek in from behind.)

Hinata: … (writing in notebook)

Yuuta: (Hmm~… Let’s see…?)

(It looks like stage decor I’ve never seen before. A stage with a soft and gentle atmosphere. An idea for 2wink’s next live?)

(Hm? Or maybe, this is…)

A stage idea for Repayment Fes?

Hinata: Uwyaah!? Y, Yuyuyuyuuta-kun!?

Yuuta: You don’t have to act so suspicious, you know.

Ah, hey, don’t hide it! Why? Is there something you’re guilty about you can’t show?

Hinata: That’s not it! Anyone would react like that if they were spoken to from behind while they were concentrating!

Yuuta: Hm. Well, whatever. Then, can you show me the notebook?

Hinata: …‘Course, I don’t mind one bit~. Here you go.

Yuuta: Lets see…

Hinata: Umm. Like you said, I was brainstorming ideas for the Repayment Fes…

But I was just thinking on my own, to help things move more smoothly later on.

Yuuta: Sigh~, this isn’t the first time you’ve done things on your own, though.

Besides, Aniki. Why’re you doing this on your own? If you wanna plan for Repayment Fes, go and do that with me.

Hinata: Huh? I can go to you for that?

Yuuta: Why’re you acting so hesitant about it here? It’s not like you. And usually you’d just come to me at your own inconvenience, too.

We’re doing it together as 2wink, so it’s best to think about it together.

Hinata: …! You’re right!

Then, let’s think together as the two of us! Onii-chan’s the most happiest when he can plan performances together with Yuuta-kun~! ♪

Yuuta: Uwah! Don’t jump on me so suddenly. And it’s annoying when you rub your cheeks against mine! I told you that I don’t like it when you pamper me by acting Onii-chan-like~.

Hinata: I’m not doing this to pamper you, though. I’m doing it ‘cuz I wanna absorb my beloved Yuuta-kun!

Yuuta: What does that even mean!

Time passes…

Yuuta: Are we out of ideas? Then, on the count of three, lets point at our favorite outfit!

Hinata: Alright, let’s do it! The battle’s on, Yuuta-kun!

Yuuta: It’s not a contest, though. Wouldn’t the best scenario be if we matched up?

Hinata & Yuuta: One, two, and—three!

Hinata: Same pick, huh Yuuta-kun?

Yuuta: Yup, same pick! Well, I knew you were gonna pick it.

Hinata: We know what the other twin wants without having to say anything, our minds truly are connected! ♪

Let’s keep this up and keep coming up with ideas for stages. I’ve put together a list of our previous performances, so we can choose one that’s most consistent with our image.

I personally think this one is good—

Yuuta: Wait a sec. Is that the one you like more? This one is the one I like more.

Hinata: Eh! No way! The myth of the connected-minds has collapsed…!?

Isn’t that one not bright enough, though?

Yuuta: But y’know… It’s graduation, shouldn’t there be a sort of lonely atmosphere? That way the audience would feel a little sad.

Hinata: Eh~? I dunno, I feel like it’d be better if everyone smiled, though~. Y’know, with the feeling of advancing into the future!

Yuuta: ……

Hinata: Eh, what’s wrong? Did I say something weird?

Yuuta: Nahh, not at all. It’s just that it's very much like you, Aniki.

Hinata: What’s that mean!? I mean, your Onii-chan’s always like Onii-chan!

Anyways, now that our opinions are divided, it’s time to enact the “2wink fight rule”! Coin toss, or rock-paper-scissors?

Yuuta: That’s still in effect?

Ah! But Aniki, it’s gotten so late already!

I wanted to stop by the bookstore on the way back, so let’s call it here today.

Hinata: Oh, that’s true! I agree, it’s already so late, so let’s leave it at that for today. Deciding via rock-paper-scissors is best used as a last resort.

I’ll get ready to head back, I wanna stop by the bookstore with you, Yuuta-kun! ☆

Yuuta: Okay~! ☆

Yuuta: … (getting ready to head home)

Hinata: ……

(Yuuta-kun’s hair sure has grown quite a bit~.)

(But no matter how long his hair is, Yuuta-kun is still Yuuta-kun, and nothing’s changed since back when it was just the two of us together.)

(He’s participating properly in the Repayment Fes too. Although, it might just be him patching things up.)

(But, I’m happy I’m able to enjoy my time on the same page as Yuuta-kun.)

Yuuta: Why’re you grinning by yourself like that…? It’s scary, Aniki.

Hinata: Fu fu fu, Yuuta-ku~n! ♪

Yuuta: Gyah, again!? I told you not to jump on me like that! Gosh, today you’re 40% more annoying than usual, Aniki…!

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Does Marcus know that his brother is still alive? Did they meet again or how would a meeting between these two play out?

They do meet post EoD, not long after the party at Dead End bar.

The two happen to catch gazes as Marcus and Naz leave, with Marc turning back and telling Naz he has to talk to that man on his own. Tantalus just headed on into the bar wordlessly.

They get into an argument, Marcus trying to get his brother back, Tantalus still with his envious grudge against him and the Legions.

And then it ends with them irreparably damaging any relationship they could have had.

I've wrote out a more in depth thing for my Nastazya stories, below the read more.

The time passes, and one by one they all leave the bar to return to their current daily lives. Nastazya and Marcus are the last to leave, cheer on their faces from the good time talking with all their guildmates.

Just past them another fellow walks by, a red-furred and scruffy black-maned charr near entirely covered in a dark grey ragged coat and leather armour, a black wide-brimmed hat upon his head tied to his side-pointing horns. His bright orange eye peeks out from a gap of his hat, glancing up to the tiger-striped charr, intense…

Marcus' glowing yellow gaze catches sight of that charr's eye for but a second before the man continues on past him, into the Dead End Bar. He stops mid-sentence to his mate, immediately looking back. His eyes are wide, like he's just seen a ghost… "That… Can't be…"

"Marc? What's the matter? It's not like you to just stop like that… Was it that charr who just walked by?" Nastazya asks with a tinge of worry.

"I- Hrmm… You go on ahead, enjoy the city. I need to go talk to whoever that was…" Marcus mutters, he turns back to go towards the bar.

"Wait just one second, you don't want me there?" Her worry grows, this is definitely not like him.

"I could just be mistaken, but if I'm not I'd rather it only be me who talks to him… Sorry, but I just have to." Furyclash puts on a smile, glancing back to his mate. "Don't worry, I can Mist phase, remember? Anything goes wrong, I'll be right out. Please?"

Nastazya huffs and crosses her arms, she doesn't like it, but in the end she has to trust him. "Fine. But I'm going to stand out here and wait for you. You can't change my mind on that." She grumbles, leaning back against the brick walls of the alley leading to the bar.

"Thank you, I'll be back in a moment." With that said, Marcus makes his way back into the Dead End.

There he finds that same charr man sitting at the bar, the bartender preparing a drink for him, those two and he are the only ones here. The tiger-striped charr approaches and sits on the seat just beside the red-furred charr, he glances at the shadowed face beneath the hat's brim, it is… "…Tantalus."

"Marcus." The scruffy charr has a lit cigar in his left paw, he takes a draw on it, his eye glancing to the side.

It's him, it's definitely his brother, Tantalus Locksmith. So long ago he'd heard the news that Tantalus was executed, but that clearly wasn't the truth. He doesn't know what to think, seeing him alive right here. "Seven years, I thought you were dead…"

"You thought wrong." A quick response, with little care.

"But… How, why? What are you doing here?" Marcus' tone shifts to more disbelief, grasping for answers.

"Why the fuck do you care? Eh?" Tantalus head turns slightly, glaring at his elder sibling. He's never cared for him, why should it matter now.

Furyclash's muzzle is open a slight, unable to respond immediately. At this angle he now sees the marred face of his brother, scars dot around, and then there's the fangs… He always remembered his brother having two sets of three fangs jutting up from his lower muzzle, but the ones on the left side are broken down, flat metal capping them. "Y-your face- The hell happened…?"

"Ignore what I ask, huh? Fine." Locksmith snarls, fully turning and facing his sibling, he'll get to see all what they did to him back then. "Scourgejaw mine, you know the guards there? They find it fun to shatter the lower quality ore in the prisoner's faces. You're looking at what that does, happy?"

"What-? No! That's-" The tiger-striped charr grimaces deeply, to hear his brother was treat so inhumanely, it's hard to look him in the eye. "I didn't know they did that, that's… Burn me, that's vile…"

"Of course you didn't, you're Blood, why would you know what Iron does to prisoners. But you're far too late for understanding. Far too late." Tantalus draws and exhales the smoke once again, turning his gaze back to the bar. "Now answer what I asked earlier. Why do you care."

Marcus' gaze falls to the bar as he huffs, why does he care so much? To him, the answer is simple, after all he's experienced himself. As a father to twins, as a mate to a charr who holds her sibling relationships close. He glances back to his own sibling, an earnest voice. "…You're my brother, that's why."

There's a clink of a glass in front of the scarred charr, the bartender having placed the charr's ale. He nods to the human, then gestures for them to leave the two alone, for some reason the bartender does just that. "That right? Sure didn't feel like you were. The moment you got a chance to get out of the Legions and I was stuck there with those bastards, it stopped right there." He takes a swig of the drink, he damn needs it with Marcus here harassing him.

"What? But I never left the Legions! I'm still a centurion-"

"Don't give me that shit!" The red charr snarls, fangs baring. "You've never once needed to follow any Legion orders ever since you joined the Whispers, I kept tabs on that warband of yours, Maverick's been handling everything. So don't fucking lie to me, for near ten years you've never once been a Legion lackey, you only chose to assist them when you felt it."

Now this is a harsh strike, the worst part is Furyclash can't even deny it, he's right. Marcus takes a deep breath, regret in his mind about his sibling. "…I can't refute that." A sad look in his eyes, he glances back to his sibling. "I'd apologise, but I don't think it'd matter to you. But could you at least tell me why? Why did you end up doing what you did?"

"You're finally getting the point." Locksmith utters, he's getting through to his brother. "You wanna know why? It was because of you, every day I heard more of you and that damn Commander's exploits. You had the Legion's support and the freedom to travel wherever you wanted, do whatever you wanted to do." His head lowers, gaze hidden beneath his hat's brim. "I craved that freedom, but while you were off fighting dragons, I was stuck with ghost duty. I hated it, I wanted more."

"…You were envious? You did all that just because of that?" Marcus expected something more than that, his brother planned an assassination, stole military files and murdered one of the prison mine guards. All because he was envious? "It can't be that simple, there has to be more than that."

Tantalus growls lowly, simple? The nerve. "Oh so it was simple, was it? My life and experiences are simple? Of course a bastard like you who goes off to fight the largest enemies Tyria has to offer thinks of my own struggles as a minor issue."

"That's not what I- Look, Talus-"

"Don't fucking call me that, you can go straight to hell if you think trying to buddy back up to me will work." His claws tap against the wooden floor as he gets more frustrated, he takes another draw of his cigar and exasperatedly exhales. "Guess I was wrong, you're still a Legion dog, even if they have you off the leash. Nothing can quell the hate I have for them, and as long as you're one of them, that goes for you too."

It's clear now, there's no way Marcus is going to be able to get anything positive out of his brother. He doesn't even know why he's still trying, perhaps a bit of hope that he's still redeemable in some way. Perhaps a mention of his cub could change things. "…Suppose that means your son Allius is a 'Legion dog' to you too, huh?"

Locksmith huffs annoyedly, still refusing to look his sibling in the eye. "As long as he's working for 'em, yeah. He is. Couldn't give a fuck about what he does." There's a short moment of silence, he speaks again. "What Legion is he?"

So much for not caring, this might be a point Furyclash can get through that armour. "He's Blood, in my son and daughter's warband."

"Of course he is." Tantalus takes another swig of ale, trying to calm his nerves. "Guess he's at least in the Legion I have the least hate for. If he'd been in Ash, or worse, Iron… Well, it'd be better that I never meet him."

"Least? What did Iron and Ash even do?" Marcus asks, though he can tell this is an extremely sour spot for his sibling by the vicious glare he just receives.

"Ash set me up, they planned the assassination, not me. All I had to do was steal shit." Locksmith can feel his blood rising at the thought of them, even after he took out the one who betrayed him. "And Iron? You've seen my face! Those fuckers got me locked up, lashed my back bloody and broke rocks on my muzzle! Had me mining for a month, never relenting that torture until they made me snap."

It's vicious treatment, but then all the charr knew that type of outcome is what comes to those who break Legion laws. "That… I don't condone all what they did, but it's what punishment for criminals is like at the Black Citadel, you knew this."

"And that somehow makes it right that they could torture me for weeks?! I only stole stuff, I didn't even kill anyone!" The red charr growls deeply, the scars on his back and face a permanent reminder of his suffering. "But it's different now. You know, I heard what happened at Drizzlewood. The Iron Imperator, the guy who made the laws, the guy who got me tortured. Shot in the head, felt great to hear. My only regret is that I wasn't the one with my claw on the trigger."

Marcus falls utterly silent, staring at his brother. Did he really just say that, that he would've killed an imperator himself? His brother used to be loyal, an upstanding legion soldier, to hear that from him is deeply disconcerting.

"What's the matter, Marcus? Surprised to hear that from me? Good." For once, a show of fangs shows in a malicious grin on Tantalus' muzzle.

"…Who are you." Furyclash mutters, this man in front of him, he's nothing like the brother he once knew…

"I am the most skilled thief and mercenary Tyria will ever know, Rust Scarjaw. It's great, I get the freedom I've always wanted. Even better, I get paid to kill people, way more than the legions. I get to see the fear on their faces when I point my gun to them, to see the light leave their eyes as I strangle it out!" His glare is confident yet almost evil, like he's trying to make Marcus as unnerved as possible.

"The hell is wrong with you?!" Furyclash stands back up, starting to back away from the red-furred charr. He can barely recognise the charr.

A sick chuckle, Locksmith puts out his cigar then stands up and approaches the taller charr. "Aren't charr meant to be coldblooded and vicious? Isn't that what you were taught in fahrar as a Blood cub? Where's that spine of yours gone? That thrill in your blood when you see your foe laying in their own vitals!"

Marcus' fur hackles up his back, he's changed a lot that's for sure, but at least not in the way his brother did. "You're sick… Fine, I'm going. I can't stand what you've become…"

"Oh no you don't, you're still a Legion dog. I can't have them knowing I'm still alive, else I'll never get back into Ascalon." Hastily, Tantalus unholsters his pistol and immediately aims the barrel between Furyclash' eyes, a claw on the trigger. "Enjoy your last trip to the Mists, brother." A click, bang and flash with a sadistic grin on the charr's muzzle… It shifts to shock, the bullet embedded in the wall and his target gone. "What?!"

Marcus Mist-phased behind Locksmith the moment he heard the click, he puts all his strength into a relentless crash of his jade tech fist into the red charr's back, a loud grunt escaping his muzzle.

Tantalus' fangs grit harshly in a grimace as his eyes widen. The strike hits directly into Tantalus' weakest point, the old bullet wound scar on his lower back, the intense agony sparking straight up his entire back. "KHH-?! GHHRAGH-!" The force knocks him forward against the wall of the bar, he collapses down and drops his pistol after the impact, writhing as he pressures his paw against his searingly painful back. "F-FUCKING BASTARD!! Hff-! How in the hell did you know my… Arggh-!"

"I had a feeling, the Mists tell me about the world that way." Furyclash looks to his right paw, flexing the floating metal fingers and closing them into a fist. He glares down at the man who was once his brother, any care and hope he had is gone from his voice. "The Legions were right… My brother was executed seven years ago. Whoever you are, you aren't him anymore. You aren't worth my time and energy, I don't want to ever see or hear of you again." Without any more words, he leaves the bar and the Mercenary Rust on his own.

Tantalus picks up and holsters his pistol, dragging himself towards the bar and climbing himself up to one of the seats. His breath heaving and hooking to deal with the intense pain. "…Shit. He got strong… And fast…" He finally sits himself down on one, leaning his arms down atop the bar, he calls out rather loudly. "Ey, bartender! Could do with a stronger drink…"

The human returns to the room, shaking his head at the side of the bullet in the wall. "You know the rules, no killing anyone in here." He mutters, before preparing another glass of some rather clear alcoholic drink.

"Yeah, I know. Won't happen again, didn't happen the first time either." Locksmith complains, downing the rest of his ale as he waits for that next drink. "Don't think I gotta worry though, sounds like my big brother is acting like I've been dead all along. Ffh, my back… Guess the outcome could've been worse…"

"As long as you don't drag more trouble back here, I don't care. Here." The human places the glass down beside the charr, taking the other empty one to clean.

"'Preciate it." Tantalus mutters, then takes a drink of the alcohol. He grimaces and huffs. "Burn me, that's strong alright…"

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Venture: Ch 2

If you haven’t read Chapter one, find it here

Eric sat with his elbows on the bar, drinking a cocktail he had devised years ago, essentially an Old Fashioned with maple syrup replacing the simple syrup. He called this a Canadian Old Fashioned and as much as Finn the halfling bartender rolled his eyes when he served it, this was the only bar that kept maple syrup. As Eric sipped on his drink, he focused his mind inward and tended to his extensive wounds. The best he could hope for right now is to get the healing process to kick in for the next few days and dull the pain with bourbon.

He became aware of a glass being set on the bar next to him and looked up from his distraction. There was a dark-skinned human woman, likely of South Asian descent, and Eric suspected she might even have some elven ancestry. She wore her straight hair in a ponytail with a form-fitting, lace-trimmed black crop top along with some simple jeans. She downed a shot of something brown, knocked it down onto the counter, and ordered another. The woman then turned to Eric, and furrowed her brow in a puzzled look as she eyed him up and down. Are you a wizard?

Eric straightened his back and put on some semblance of charm. "You bet. I just came back from a job where I saved an old mall from a demonic mold that turned people into mutant zombies. "

The woman took a seat and raised an eyebrow. "No fucking way," she exclaimed, amused.

"That’s what I thought. These gigs are never as easy as you might think going into them. It fetched me a pretty penny though, so here I am, celebrating and recovering. "

Well, well, well, let me buy you a drink. What is that, an old fashion? "

The aging, ginger-haired halfling behind the bar chimed in with a groan, "It’s got maple syrup in it."

The woman laughed aloud. That’s fucking ridiculous. I’m not buying that on principle. "I hope your delicate palette can handle a shot of straight whiskey," she insisted, punctuating this with a "two" symbol directed at the bartender.

Listen, don’t knock it till you try it.

"Noted. So magic, eh? That’s so cool. I always wished I could do that. "

"You can," Eric said casually, then took the shot placed before him.

What does that mean? Do you sense an aura coming off of me? Is there untapped potential emanating off of me or something? "

"Nah, all I see emanating from you is your stunning looks." The woman rolled her eyes, but looked slightly amused. "What I mean is, anyone can do it."

I don’t know. I tried a couple times in school and could never get anything to work. I guess I just don’t have the gift. "

Well, hrmm. What’d you say your name is? "

"I didn’t, and it’s Claire."

Eric Tell me Claire, do you play the piano? "

"Not at all. I’m awful at it."

You’re awful at it, because piano is a learned skill that takes practice. If you were to take lessons and put in ten thousand hours honing the skill, you’d be an expert. Magic is the same principle. Despite some old stereotypes about elves, nobody is naturally better or worse at it. "

I’m not sure that’s even true about the piano. What about those kids you hear about that play beautifully the first time they try?" It doesn

’t happen. Some people have their brains arranged in such a way that, after knowing what all of the keys sound like, they can play by ear. That's just replicating what they heard, but that’s just memorization. So sure, exceptional brains exist, but learning a skill is something anyone can do. "

So the difference between me and someone who can perform magic or play an instrument is just work ethic. She had a wounded look.

"Maybe in some cases, sure. I’ve got no work ethic though, so nah. The natural gift (and curse) of the truly talented is obsession. Sometimes when my mind is set on something, I can’t do anything else. That’s how you get practice. "

"Whoa. "Sounds intense.

True, You know, though, you do do magic. Every day. "

Claire furrowed her brow. "In what way?"

Well, just look at you. It’s pretty chilly outside, but do you wear a jacket? No, you wear a crop top because at some point in your life you picked up on a trick to make yourself slightly warmer if it’s too cold. To follow the music analogy, you don’t know how to play the piano, but you can whistle just fine. "

Wait, that’s magic? That’s cool as hell. I just never thought about it. Are there any other tricks like that that I can pick up easily?

Eric thought for a moment. "There is one that’s pretty easy to pick up. It’s a cantrip, so it doesn’t take much out of you. Honestly, I’m surprised I don’t see everyone doing it. It’s kind of the ultimate party trick. "

Claire was leaning against it close to Eric now, impatiently widening her eyes. "Well? What is it? "

Eric reached towards Claire’s hands. "May I?" To this, Claire nodded and offered her hands. He held them atop his, with both of their palms facing up. Imagine your hands are filled with soda, or champagne. I want you to feel the bubbles. Make it real. "

"I don’t think I can do that," Claire protested.

Focus. - "Believe it’s there, make it real. "

They sat in silence for a minute, as Claire concentrated, until a grin cracked across her face and she effused, "holy shit." I feel it. That’s so weird. "

"Perfect. Now I want you to imagine light, very energetic light, building up in your hands and concentrating until it’s ready to burst. Hold it in like... like you’ve got to piss really badly, but you’ve got to wait a while before you can get to a toilet. Let it build.

"Weird analogy, but um... okay."

Eric gave her a moment. "Alright, is it there?"

Yeah, it is. Fuck, this is a strange sensation. "

"Now raise your hands to the sky, and let it all out."

Claire stretched her arms upwards and sighed. She let out an eruption of fairy lights, like the stars being poured into the sky. Once these personal fireworks reached their apex, they fell like feathers, slowly taking a scenic route down, some twirling back upwards, some barely going anywhere at all. They surrounded the two in a beautiful display and brilliantly lit the bar.

By the fucking gods, "Claire erupted." It’s... it’s beautiful. I could have been doing this all along.

"Magic is inside all of us," Eric told her. "This is within each and every one of us. Growing up, this was a staple of every elf party, until... anyway. I guess now it’ll be a staple of every Claire party. "

Claire put her hand on Eric’s forearm and left it to linger. Her grin was apparently here to stay for a while. "Thank you. I hope I’m not imposing on some kind of ancient elven secret, or whatever. "

"Oh nah. "Magic is the commonwealth of all people. Glad I could keep it alive, or whatever." Claire was now very close to him. She gazed right into his eyes, with a hungry look, and raised an eyebrow. Now, Eric was never great at picking up on hints, but was confident enough to hazard a guess. Well, you know, if you like that magic, you should check this out. He pulled out his backpack, which gave Claire pause, but when he opened it, her eyes lit up. "Subspace pocket, contained in a bag, I turned it into my own mobile apartment. It's very rare. You don’t want to know how I got it. "

Claire’s jaw dropped. Then, she looked very amused at something she thought of. So, is that a subspace in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?

Eric narrowed his eyes. "Wanna find out?"

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zombiez000 · 5 years

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now that i think of it, everytime i go into the girls restroom at school, girls are very surprised to see me in there. and when i leave restroom people out in hallways look at me like "wtf..." whhhhh

#im......#hrmm..m #eh i dont really care #i hope no one attacks me tho :)#im just trying to pee dont attack me LOL

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programaticallydelicious · 3 years

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A Princess, a Knight, and a Dragon Walk Into a Bar. She Orders a Drink.

“That’s an awful big coin you’re trying to use.” the man behind the counter said, his dark eyes glinting in the firelight as he held it up for a better look. He set it on the counter in front of him and then leaned toward the armored figure in front of him. “An awfully big coin, for a place this far out in the sticks”

“Indeed.” said the armored figure, their voice higher than expected given the bulk of their armor. “How far would that take me here?”

“Hrmm.” The innkeeper stood back up, tapping the counter slightly with one hand while the other rubbed the back of his neck. “Less the changing fee a merchant caravan would charge me, I’d say...” he paused for a moment, idle tapping and the popping of the hearth’s fire the only sounds in the room. “I’d say a good year or so of room and board. But-” he lifted his hand from the counter and brought it down with a slap. “I won’t be risking my business with something so suspicious. Crown inspectors are no joke and, well.” He bowed his head slightly before looking straight at the armored figure again, “harboring a criminal would get me a shared sentence, you see. So I gotta be sure.”

The armored figure was silent for long enough you could swear the tension between the two caused the air itself to dance. “Yes,” the figure finally began, “I can see that being a problem for you.” The figure reached up and grabbed their helmet, pulling it off and setting it down on the counter with a thunk.

With the helmet off, the armored figure was plainly a woman, albeit one of impressive stature. She reached up to the mat of scarlet hair that had just been freed from the helmet, and winced for a moment. “God, I’m so glad mother taught me something for this.” Her hand glowed for a moment as she pulled it across her hair, and the unruly bundle untangled into a long cascade of brilliant red. “Would take me a week otherwise. So,” she said, looking at the innkeeper with her unnervingly golden eyes. “I think there are only two people in the kingdom who look like this.”

“Am I safe to assume,” the innkeeper asked, eyes wide as he straightened his back and lowered his eyes to the floor, “that you are Her Royal Highness, Princess Anneliese?” His hands shook slightly as he held them to his sides.

“Oh, oh my yes.” She smiled, eyes glittering as she took in how nervous he was over his overly familiar address of a noble. No matter that he had no cause to know one way or the other. “Much as my mother would love to be mistaken for me, I am the princess.” She took a step to the side and then sank onto one of the stools lined up in front of the counter. “Don’t worry about the formalities. I’m sure they’ll be tiresome to maintain for a month or two while I’m here.”

“A month-” the man leaned against the wall behind him, one hand to his chest. “Your highness, what reason could you have of staying somewhere like, well, this-” he gestured to the room around them, “for a month?”

“Oh, plenty of reasons. You’ll probably be getting some sort of royal proclamation sometime this week.” She sighed, her own hand tapping out a staccato rhythm on the counter this time. “It’ll say something about me being missing, and the black knight preparing to rescue me from the dragon who stole me away.”

“I think,” the innkeeper took a moment to breathe, then sat down heavily on a stool he kept behind the counter. “I don’t think I’d like to see the black knight tearing the place to pieces trying to take you back to the castle.”

“Hah! Well, I suppose you wouldn’t know this, but…” she grabbed her helmet off the counter and held it up, before tossing it to her other hand and setting it back down. “I am also the black knight, and I have no intent of tearing some innocent man’s inn to pieces in order to rescue myself from a dragon. You aren’t a dragon, are you?”

“Ah, no.” The innkeeper blinked. “I don’t believe I am.”

“Well, there you have it! No reason to battle a dragon here.” She thought for a moment, then tapped the coin that was still sitting on the counter. “How about we start in on this with a bit of ale. Keep the extra as thanks for putting up with me, and maybe as the cost of a bit of silence, eh?”

“Yes. I think I could use some myself.” The innkeeper stood up and puttered about, grabbing a pair of tankards and filling them before setting them on the counter in front of the princess knight, and sitting back down himself. “That doesn’t explain the dragon though, or the fact that the king is sending you to save yourself.”

"Well, the king does know I am the black knight.” She winked at him. “No way a masked knight stays masked for nearly ten years without powerful backing.”

“That honestly just makes this more confusing.” The innkeeper said, picking up his own flagon and taking a deep drink.

“Oh, I can do you one better” she said as her golden eyes glinted in the firelight. “I’m also the dragon.” As if to emphasize this point, a rather clear abundance of pointed teeth caught the light as she smiled at the innkeeper, the pupils in her golden eyes stretching vertically for a moment before her face and teeth returned to normal.

“I...see.” The innkeeper looked at his suddenly empty tankard. “Does the king know-”

“Does my father know that his own daughter, borne by the mysterious foreign queen he famously rescued from a dragon as a runaway prince slash adventurer, is a dragon?”

“I-I didn’t mean to imply-”

She held up her hand to stop him, grinning widely all the while. “Yes, he knows. He’s never actually slain a dragon, you see. That said-” she grimaced, eyes looking somewhere far beyond this room, “you will not believe how many times I’ve heard ‘accidental’ mis-phrasing about him having ‘lain’ a dragon. It gets old.”

The innkeeper coughed, face turning read as he choked and sputtered and finally burst out into full-bellied laughter.

“And before you ask, the whole thing started because some new maid saw me all half-dragon in my own bedchamber, and kicked up a fuss about me being stolen away by a dragon before I could stop her.”

“I wasn’t going to-”

“Oh, of course you weren’t going to pry. I suggest you never wager money on a card game, by the way.” The princess smiled at him again. “Anyway, yes, the king knows. And I tried to get him to stop it. But no, of course not. He hasn’t had this much fun since he abandoned his duties as a prince to go play adventurer.”

She sighed, before downing the rest of her drink. “So now I get to stay out of the way for a month or three while mother dearest arranges a mock battle with one of my aunts, and convinces one of my cousins to let me parade them through the city like the biggest prize at the fair.”

“And-” she slammed her gauntleted fist on the table, “If my father dares suggest I marry myself for battling myself to rescue myself from myself during the award ceremony at the end, I absolutely will tear off my helmet and transform right there in court. Give the nobles something they’ll never forget.”

#writing practice #fantasy

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dawn-of-tomorrow · 3 years

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PGR COMMANDANT Q & A

FINALLY TOOK THE TIME TO ANSWER THIS-- ssdsjdlksd

link to OG post here! (made by @punishing-gray-raven-ocs)

1) How do you feel about being a Commandant? Are you proud of your job? Terrified of failing at your job?

Higetsu: Honestly speaking, it's nothing new compared to what I went through in the past-- just that now I've become an authority figure that has to lead people. ...Truthfully, however, a little unnerving, but it has to be done, and I knew what I was getting into when I decided to become one.

Yoko: Mhhmm... it's tough, I'm not gonna lie. Sometimes I have to make decisions I personally don't like but the situation demands it, and it ends up not sitting right with me. ...That's why an occasional loophole exploitation here and there is fine in spare amounts, ain't it~?

(Higetsu: Who the hell taught you to think like that-- you know what, never mind, I'd be shooting myself in the foot if I finished that sentence. // Yoko: *giggles, does a victory pose*)

2) Why did you become Commandant in the first place? How did you become a Commandant?

Yoko: Brother and I decided to become a Commandant to honor mom's memory. It sounds kinda childish to have that as a reason to take up a career as dangerous as this, but, at least to me (though I'm sure brother shares the same sentiment as I do), mom was everything to us, so we wanted to experience what she did, see the sights she did-- all the good and bad.

Higetsu: "That person", huh... Speaking of which, the relatively-fresh flowers at that grave--... No, it's nothing. In any case, "that person" took us in as her children after finding us in the remnants of our old home, bringing us back to Babylonia, to her home and husband. Well, things went as you can see, no?

3) How do your Constructs feel about your leadership skills? Are they comfortable with you? Do they fear you?

Higetsu: There's no issues at the moment with either Strike Hawk or Gray Raven. After all, if there was any problem, either Chrome or Lucia would've told me. ...Leading isn't my strongest skill, though, and sometimes they worry me. Actually, scratch that, not sometimes, FREQUENTLY. Haaaahh.

Yoko: Hrmm~... honestly, I'm not entirely too confident with my leadership skills, and the others often say that I'm a bit too lenient when it comes to dealing with Gray Raven, but... they're still people, you know? I don't want them to get hurt too much, but they don't seem to value their own lives as much as I'd wish they do...

4) Do you think the war against the Corrupted will ever come to an end?

Yoko: It will certainly come, I know it. As long as everyone continues to fight for a future, a future where we can all live in peace, then I believe that this war will come to an end. Be it in our lifetime, or the next generation.

Higetsu: ... Honestly speaking, I'm not as optimistic as Yoko. This war has been going on for a century at this point, and we are still barely scratching the surface of our objectives; that and it would seem like a bunch of rats managed to infiltrate the higher-ups. ...In any case, while I do think that the odds are stacked against us, it doesn't mean I don't believe that, one day, this entire hell will come to an end.

5) Are you in love with anyone? What drew you to them?

Higetsu: ....No comment.

Yoko: Brother~~!! It's no fun if you don't answer a harmless question like this~~!! Or do you want me to talk about your ex-penpal--

Higetsu: I evoke my right to remain silent, and DON'T YOU DARE- LIKE I KEEP SAYING, WE WERE ONLY FRIENDS-- Don't make me not let you come to the Oasis with me next time.

Yoko: Hrrmph...! Fiiine~. In any case, I'll answer here right now. I--

Higetsu: It's Lee. We all know it, you're way too obvious in your affections for him.

Yoko: Ehehe... E-Ehem--! I-In any case~~ the things I like about Lee, gosh, there's so many I might not be able to tell everything (and it would take too long)--!

Higetsu: Then just list off the top 3 things you like about him (to shorten the exposition).

Yoko: Hmmm, top 3 things about Lee, huh.... well, for starters, I like his caring nature; it's not that obvious at first glance, but he really does care about the people around him, so much so that while he may gripe and verbally snark at others, in the end he chooses to do good by them and will protect them. Secondly, I like his focus and determination; he's a man of his word, and he doesn't make promises lightly, seeing them as something that must be upheld in sincerity-- ehe, his face whenever he's working on his tools and machinery is something I can't ever not look at. Thirdly, I like him; he's equally easily flustered and annoyed by a lot of things, but at the same time, he's also very serious and earnest in what he sets out to do; he's not honest with himself, but his actions speak for itself. ....That got long, didn't it?

Higetsu: Very much so.

Yoko: Ehe~.

6) If you had to choose between saving your squad, or saving yourself to make sure you would fight on in their honor, which would you choose?

Yoko: Both. I would save myself and my squad. I won't accept any other option; rather, if there's no other option, then I WILL force that third option in!

Higetsu: Logically speaking, both of my squads would tell me to survive and live another day, and I would agree with that. ...However, such a thing doesn't sit well with me. Even if there's only the tiniest sliver of a possibility that I could save them, no matter how reckless or dangerous it may be, then I'd save the Strike Hawks and Gray Ravens.

7) You have to make a difficult choice that will affect your squad and another squad. Which squad do you prioritize? Why?

Higetsu: We can't always save people from out of our reach, so it's best to protect the ones closest to you.

Yoko: But if there's a chance that we could help them, then--

Higetsu: ...I know. ...In the end, it's your choice to do what you think is right, Yoko.

Yoko: ...Yeah. I get it. Brother wants to protect me, Gray Raven, and Strike Hawk, even at the cost of other's lives.... that's why I wish to save the others too.

8) Who is your least favorite Construct/person to be around? Why?

Higetsu: Nanami.

Yoko: EEEHHH!??! Why?! Nanami's fun to be around!!

Higetsu: Shall I list off the reasons?

Yoko: ....Ok you have a point, but she's not at all that bad--!!

Higetsu: True, but the amount of headaches she causes us is just... haaaah.

Yoko: Ah, you're starting to sound like Watanabe. Is Brother becoming an uncle now? (laughs)

Higetsu: ...I'm leaving.

Yoko: Wait I was just kidding-- brother-- BROTHER--!!! (We're not even finished with answering the questions yet~!!)

Higetsu: Just kidding.

Yoko: Really--!! (pout)

Higetsu: (amused chuckle) What about you, Yoko?

Yoko: Eh? Me? Hmm.... I suppose... it would have to be Gabriel. It's a first that I'm saying this but, I really do hate him.

Higetsu: ... Don't worry, I can say the same thing.

9) What other Commandants would you like to meet? (a clear invitation for you to involve any of my Commandants lol, because I'm always up for interacting with others)

Yoko: I'm always happy to meet other Commandants~. It's always nice to meet your colleagues whenever, especially during off-work hours.

Higetsu: Except Vanessa though. I'd rather not deal with her again.

Yoko: Ehehe... Brother, you're making a scary face right now~. In any case, I've always wanted to meet Qiu, Ash, Xiao, Kyrie, and Noir!

Higetsu: Aaaah, them. They're interesting people, not gonna lie.

10) What will you do once the war is over? Will you miss leading your squad, or will you be happy that the war is over?

Higetsu: What will I do after the war is over? ...I haven't actually put any thought into what I would do after this is all over. What about you, Yoko?

Yoko: Hmmm... honestly, I wanna join the Association of Arts, specifically the Archaeological team! Because, you know, by then, there would be no more worry of the Punishing attacking, and we could finally be able to recover in peace the remnants of the Golden Age. I want to see it all-- what other stuff left have we not unearthed from the sands of time, what potential wonders are there left from the past. ...And of course, I wanna settle down with Lee someday too, ehe.

Higetsu: I see. You've really thought about this through, huh.

Yoko: Only a little, and just fairly recently. ...Not gonna lie, I'm gonna end up missing these days; where we're all together, even through pain and suffering, because there are still a lot of good moments to cherish.

Higetsu: But it doesn't mean that you have to cut off your connections, now does it. So long as you still value them wholeheartedly and sincerely, those bonds you hold close to you will never die out.

Yoko: Aaawww, brother, you're being finally honest~! (pokes)

Higetsu: ....Shut it. (pout)

Yoko: What about you, brother? What're you gonna do after the war ends?

Higetsu: Like I said, I don't know, since I haven't thought of it yet. ...But, I suppose quietly settling down somewhere would be nice.

Yoko: Oh, right, speaking of which-- didn't Watanabe extend an offer for us to join the Oasis? ...Don't tell me, brother is thinking--

Higetsu: No, I am not.

Yoko: But you ARE thinking about it, yes?

Higetsu: ....

Yoko: Hehe~. To be fair, the Oasis isn't so bad. The people there are really nice and warm. They really do seem to be people just trying to live and get by, helping and supporting each other.

#punishing gray raven #pgr #战双帕弥什 #パニシング #戰雙帕彌什 #パニシンググレイレイヴン #ocs #pgr ocs #pgr yoko #pgr higetsu #pgr commandant #oc asks

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aeondeug · 2 years

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If there is one element of 13′s gameplay that I feel is a bit eh thus far it’s probably the crystarium. It, like so much of the game, is largely a linear affair. You gain so many points for it so fast that you aren’t really creating like individual builds for the characters. Instead what you are doing is making decisions that you think may help you out in your immediate circumstances. I had Hope for lead so I placed priority upon his support spells for protective purposes and trying to raise his HP, for example. And while I do find this engaging to a degree, I will say that it’s just kind of there. Not offensive by any means, but it’s also just kind of a baseline level of “Ooh shiny”.

And the ooh shiny factor of the crystarium is pretty up there. It’s pretty and you go up and down and what not and the things are related to what pops out when your characters perform summons. But when like the combat has this lovely showiness to it that is accompanied by a sort of depth I suppose I can’t help but feel a bit disappointed. On the other hand, this sort of limitation to your growth options forcing you to think of it more as “What would be useful now?” as opposed to “What kind of build do I want for this character?” does help maintain 13′s flow. Because you seemingly can’t fuck up too hard you don’t have to worry about getting stuck in a grind session in an attempt to get out of your fuckup. While still providing you avenues that might make the current situations a bit easier or harder depending on what you prioritized. I understand the necessity of it working this way but I am still kind of hrmm about it.

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rolyatswonderland · 4 years

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TWST: A Mermaid’s Tale Pt.1

A while ago someone asked if I was ever going to post any of the stories I’ve written for Twisted Wonderland, and I can happily say that today is the day! ^7^

This’ll be a several part story (I can’t say for sure how many parts because I’m still writting it ;;; it’s mainly inspired by a lot of “mc gets turned into [blank]” imagines (” ^7^) but I hope everyone can look forward to it and enjoy reading it!

And a big wonderful shout out to my bestie @blackevermore for helping edit my story! ;7; my writting needs work but her writting is super awesome! ^o^ So go check her out if you want to read some really cool stories!

Pt. 1 (here!) - Pt.2

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“Hrmm these instructions,” perplexed, Deuce stood over a table, looking down at an assignment sheet and an assortment of ingredients spread around the table. “I can’t seem to wrap my head around them at all..I can’t figure out if we need half of three cups or two and three cups of sea salt.” He mulled over the two different measuring spoons in his hands, his eyebrows furrowed together in a focused confusion.

“Hah? That doesn’t sound right at all, lemme’ look at the paper” An equally confused Ace grabbed the paper from the table. His eyes quickly scan over the words before looking back up at Deuce with slightly judging eyes.

“Dude seriously? This is ⅔ cups, so that's like uh-,” Ace began to count from his hand as he mumbled the numbers to himself. “That’s like ten tablespoons and two teaspoons” he sighed, putting the assignment sheet back down and taking the measuring spoons from Deuce before handing him the correct ones.

“H-Huh? How did you figure that out?” Deuce asked, dumbfounded, not at all expecting an answer like that to come from Ace.

“After cooking all those tarts with Trey, I don’t think I’d ever be able to forget those lame utensils, especially since we had to keep trying over and over and over again when we got the measurements wrong.” Ace let out an annoyed sigh at recalling such a memory, leaning back slightly as he scratched the back of his neck.

“I’d honestly expect you to remember all that, mr. honor student~.” Ace’s annoyed expression was soon placed with a teasing one, not missing a beat to poke some fun at his fellow classmate.

“Hey don’t make fun of Deuce like that Ace, he’s trying his best, besides remembering measurements is hard.” Rolyat, who was currently stirring the mixture in the cauldron, looked over at her friends with an understanding smile, knowing Deuce’s struggle to remember things, a common trait she and him shared.

“Y-Yeah! See Rolyat understands!” Deuce huffed, carrying over a bottle of sea salt along with the measuring spoons with him to the cauldron, doing his best to keep a steady hand as he poured it out into the correct measurements.

“Sure, sure, whatever you say, anyways what's next on the list.” Ace rolled his eyes as he laughed, turning his attention back down at the table to look over the paper. A curious Grim who had been trotting around patiently on the table grew curious, jumping off the table and onto Rolyat’s shoulders, startling her a moment but she simply sighed and smiled as she rubbed his head.

“Hey so, is whatever this stuff is really gonna turn those rabbits into a fish?” Grim asked curiously, looking down into the cauldron at the swirling cerulean liquid.

“I think so, at least as long as we get the ingredients right.” Rolyat did feel slightly bad for the rabbits that were currently hopping around in the cage without a care in the world. Though the one saving grace to this project was that Professor Divus would teach them the reversal potion after they completed the first assignment, so they wouldn’t be stuck as fish for long.

“Alright so next it says we need fish scales...uh-,” Ace looked at the paper then looked around, trying to find whichever container held the ingredient we needed.

“Ah- I think they’re in here!” Deuce, who was returning the bottle of sea salt, found two small cans with fish-like symbols on them. Bringing them over to Ace, the duo opened them up, revealing two sets of scales inside. Inside one can were celadon silver scales, and in the other can were white pearlescent scales. While they both seemed to shine with the ceiling lights, it looked more like the white scales were glittering.

“Uh..which one of these are the fish scales?” Ace asked, looking over to Deuce who then grabbed the lids of the can’s, turning them over in hopes of finding answers, but only gained a confused look on his face.

Deuce showed Ace the lids, the red head’s expression growing bewildered as he set the cans down and took the lids from Ace, “Well, they both just say ‘scales’.”

“What the- Who the hell even labeled these!?” Ace tossed the lids back onto the table, letting out a loud annoyed groan as he leaned back and facepalmed, meanwhile Deuce just stood by with a hand to his chin in thought.

“Hmm, maybe we could figure it out by the smell-?” His suggestion didn’t seem to bode to well with Ace who just looked at him like he had said something really stupid.

“Dude their fish scales, they’re both just going to smell like fish!”

“Hey well at least I’m trying to think of a solution!”

“Oh geez.” Rolyat watched on with worry as the two boy’s started to get into an argument, even though the lack of proper labels on the ingredients was neither of their faults. ‘I’ll just keep stirring’ she awkwardly smiled as she continued moving the large spoon in circular motions, trying her best to drown out her friends' loud shouts.

“Nyahaha! Looks like it’s the Great Grim’s time to shine!” Grim laughed as he hopped off the girls shoulders and back onto the table trotting over to the two cans and sniffing both. Causing both Ace and Deuce to stop their arguing and look at the flaming cat creature with confusion.

“Aha! It’s this one!” Grim proudly held up the can containing the white pearlescent scales, his tail swishing back in forth in triumph.

“H-Huh? Really? How do you know it’s those ones?” Deuce asked, Grim only seemed to snicker as if it were a silly question.

“The Great Grim’s sense’s are mightiest in his nose! Scales as nice smelling as these had to have come from an amazingly tasty fish hehe” Grim laughed, his imagination running wild at whatever ‘amazing’ fish he was thinking up, but Ace only seemed to face palm again.

“Grim are you kidding m- ugh we’re not gonna’ eat this!”

“Hmph well whatever! I want to throw these ingredients in!” Grim grinned, turning away from the boys as he started walking on the table to the cauldron, can in his paws, but Ace swiftly blocked his path with his arm.

“No way! We don’t even know if these are the right scales and you don’t even know how much we need to put in!” Ace shouted, but Grim seemed to duck under his arm entirely.

“Of course I know, stupid! Don’t you dare doubt my gourmet hunter skills!” Grim growled back, but Ace grabbed onto the can only for Grim to pull back, the duo now in a tug of war.

“Give me the can, Grim!” Yelled Ace.

“Fgyaa! No way! Let go!” Grim retorted trying to pull the can back his way.

“Hey you two stop!” Deuce attempted to get in between them but neither Ace or Grim cared, the both of them tugging back and forth at the can until Ace’s hand slipped, and with the force of Grim pulling back caused him to go flying backwards.

“W-Whoa!” “Gyaa!”

Grims paw’s let go of the can, the trio now left to watch the can of scales go flying into the air. As if in slow motion, they each tried to reach out in order to catch the falling can, but none of them were fast enough until-

Plop

“Eh?”

“E-Ehhh”

“The can it-”

“Fell into the cauldron-”

The whole can, fish scales and all, had fallen into the large pot, the trio watched warily as Rolyat looked confused, leaning over to look down into the cauldron curiously to watch the mixture. It seemed still for a moment until suddenly it began to bubble up at a rapid speed as the cauldron seemed to shake a bit, but before she could pull away quickly enough the liquid seemed to shoot upwards like a mini geyser.

“Ahh-!” Rolyat shrieked, feeling the liquid splash onto her as she fell back in surprise. And like most of the strange potions, as soon as it came into contact with both her and the ground, it started to evaporate away in a brief cloud of smoke. The four now coughing up a storm as the boys attempt to fan the smoke away.

“Cough cough- H-Hey Roly you okay!?” Ace shouted, partially covering his mouth as he fanned away at the smoke that began to dissipate with their movement.

“Cough! Y-Yeah I think so..” Rolyat coughed, rubbing her eyes of the liquid, she would need to get this washed off asap before anything could happen. But as soon as she tried to stand up she felt her lower half go limp, as if she could move her legs.

“Rolyat are you..hurt..?” Ace asked as he kneeled to her side, once the smoke finally disappeared into the air the trio moved around the large cauldron to find their friend. When they were able to finally see what had become of her they were in utter shock. Laying on the ground was Rolyat, but instead of seeing her legs, all they saw was a glittering pearlescent pink tail. A mermaid tail.

“Huh...H-Huh!?” Rolyat turned over in shock, doing her best to move what should have been her legs, onto to watch her tail flap up and down.

“Y-You have a fish tail!” Deuce shouted in surprise, the boy seeming just as baffled as everyone else in the room.

“Griiim!” Yelled Ace.

“Grim!” Dence followed suit with the same fury Ace had.

“Fgyaa-! I-It’s not my fault!” Grim tried to scramble away, only to be picked up by his scruff by Ace.

“Oh yes it is! I told you to give the can to me you fiery furball! Now look at what's happened!” Ace grew more annoyed as his eyes narrowed and locked in on Grim. The cat creature swung his arms and legs back and forth in an attempt to hit Ace. But Grim’s swings soon slowed to a stop as he looked over at his dorm leader, the girl now looking concerned as she examined her tail in worry. He sighed, glancing at Ace who just grumbled and put him down. Grim, like a little kid who knew he had done wrong, slowly made his way towards the girl, just barely making eye contact as he kept glancing at and away from her.

“S-Sorry Roly, the great Grim really messed up.” he muttered quietly, Rolyat looked over at him but smiled, moving her hand to gently pat at his head and ears.

“It’s alright Grim, we just have to be more careful next time alright?” Grim seemed surprised when he looked up at her, but eventually he smiled and grinned.

“Yeah that’s all good n’ all but what should we do? You’re not gonna turn into a full fish are you?” Ace asked, crouching down and carefully poking at her tail.

“I-I hope not, that’s the last thing I want.” She sighed.

“Hm, well maybe we should go to Professor Divus, he said that once we finish the assignment there should be a reversal potion right? So let’s go to him.” Deuce didn’t want to admit it, but going there would be the only way to figure out this mess. Deuce made his way over to Rolyat, kneeling down and giving her a look as if to ask something, it took her a moment to figure out what it was but when she did she simply nodded and he did so back. Being careful as he put his arm under her back and tail, picking her up bridal style.

“Ah, hold on, here-” Ace took off his blazer, placing it over the girl's new tail in attempts to cover it up, though the bottom half could still be seen dangling out. “It’s not much but at least everyone won’t be starin’ if they can’t see it right?” Ace grinned, and Rolyat couldn’t help but smile back.

“Thanks Ace, let’s get going, the sooner we find a solution the better” The boys nodded, with Grim jumping onto Ace’s shoulders and Deuce following them out of the alchemy room. Though for some reason she couldn’t help but feel a tad bit light headed.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst mc #twst sona #ace trappola #deuce spade #twst grim #I hope I was able to get everyone in character ;v; sometimes it hard to write for them honestly ;;#especially since there will be more characters appearing later on in the story ;;#I'll update this when part 2 gets fixed n' such ;;7;;#sort of embarrassing to post a story like this for the first time but I hope everyone likes it ;;v;;

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touhou-gensoudairantou · 4 years

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Maria Unleashes her Strength!

Alhough she was one of four girls kidnapped by the Dark Priest Shaft for a ritual to resurrect the nefarious Dracula, Maria Reneard proves to be a valuable ally in Richter’s crusade to save her friends and his girlfriend Annette once rescued. A girl from another family of Vampire Hunters distantly related to the Belmont clan, Maria has a natural affinity with the abilities of animals and acrobatic movements. She may be frailer than Richter, but her speed, striking power, and maneuverability will prove to be the perfect way to style on opponents as either a small anime girl in a pink dress or a confident young vampire hunting woman. Your call, really, but underestimating her either way will cost you dearly. (Requested by @spooner-the-trinity)

Of course, Maria Renard was only playable in a few games, but I happen to love all those games, and the programmers were gracious enough to give her plenty of techniques and abilities to work with. Her techniques are derived from her original appearance in Rondo of Blood for the PC Engine, the Sega Saturn version of Symphony of the Night, and the PSP Dracula X Chronicles’ remakes of both games. Eh? “Judgment”? The hell are you talking about? H-hey, are you trying to make a dumbass outta me!? You bastard, there ain’t no such thing as a Nintendo Wii fighting game released on November 18th, 2008 based on the Castlevania series that had mostly controversial character designs by the artist of Death Note with particularly infamous examples including Buff Light Yagami. And there is c-e-r-t-a-I-n-l-y no incarnation of Maria Renard based on my least favorite character from that series that had all the good of Maria chucked thrown out of the window for this bastardization who obsesses over the figures of the other female characters, making me feel like I just gave up my triple-shot Holy Water for a Dagger that I will then proceed to hack my own head off with and throw at Konami with my post-mortem spasms. And even if there was such a game as this “Castlevania Judgment”, the only good character in it would be Aeon, who has always existed since always and till forever independent of this hypothetical game, thank you very much.

Hrmm-hrmm... anyways...

Jab: Maria sends forth a Dove or Owl that travels a fair distance. Pressing the button mid-flight will have Maria kick in front of her. There’s a 50/50 chance of either bird spawning, but there’s a minuscule difference in damage and speed between them.

Dash-Attack: Maria performs a dashing Drop Kick that can strike short-hopping opponents out of the air if well timed.

F-Tilt: Maria sets loose one of her Cats. It’ll run until it trips up an opponent by clawing their ankles, is knocked away by an attack or it disappears at the edge of the stage.

D-Tilt: Maria encases herself in a rock shell that damages opponents as it is form, which then has a Turtle land on top of it. In this state that lasts for a couple seconds, Maria is resistant to damage, but will be unable to move.

U-Tilt: Maria sends up two Cardinals at a... let’s say, 50-degree angle. They loop back to her after reaching about double her height.

N-Air: Maria does a rolling attack mid-air. Weak and has a small window of damage on its own, but if it hits an opponent, Maria will launch an Energy Ball that hits for big damage.

F-Air: Maria calls forth a Dragon, and holds onto its back as it glides into opponents with its immense weight. It’s slow, but can be quite powerful at the right time.

B-Air: Maria kicks behind her to knock away fighters getting too close.

D-Air: Maria rockets down from the sky in a Jump Kick, spiking opponents.

Side Smash: Maria uses the Sega Saturn version of her Guardian Knuckle attack, a magically charged punch.

Up Smash: Maria gains two flaming wings out of her back that resemble those of the Vermillion Bird Suzaku.

Down Smash: Maria calls upon the Black Tortoise Genbu as it spins around Gamera-style to attack enemies in front of and behind her in a circle.

Neutral B: One Maria's standard attacks in the Sega Saturn version of Symphony of the Night is an Energy Ball which can be charged for up to four levels. This is a very standard Smash Bros. Special, with a whole 4 levels of charge.

Side B: Maria rides the White Tiger Byakko for a short distance, running over enemies as it claws those caught in its path. Dismounting Byakko by jumping with give her a lot of height as it lets out a breath of fire, but be careful! If Maria is knocked off from above, Byakko will just disappear!

Up B: Maria is carried in the talons of the Vermillion Sparrow Suzaku as it rains down fire on opponents below. It may be slower than her standard jumps, but the protection Maria has in its grasp can be very much worth the trade-off.

Down B: Maria calls upon the Azure Dragon Seiryu, who surrounds her in a ring as it chases its own tail to defend her. Tilting the stick while it’s being summoned can have the dragon move to circle in a fixed location either next to or above Maria.

Shield: Maria uses the shell of the Black Tortoise Genbu as a shield that’s... surprisingly quite sturdy against many forms of damage. A perfect shield can outright nullify plenty of low-to-mid power Smash attacks. You can also Dodge using a famous Symphony of the Night-style backdash or a forward roll.

Grab/Pummel: Maria summons a Dragon to grapple the opponent in a bear hug. By pressing the button, the dragon squeezes them.

Back Throw: The Dragon spins around and throws the opponent far behind Maria.

Forward Throw: Genbu appears as the dragon tosses the opponent to the side, whirling the opponent before sending them flying.

Down Throw: The Dragon leans forward and crashes on top of the opponent’s back, causing heavy damage.

Up Throw: The Dragon rises up with the opponent in tow, before slamming them down into the ground, sending them ricocheting back upwards.

Bomb: Maria summons a shadow-like vision of herself that pummels the enemy for her. This Guardian Knuckle is invincible and has incredible attacking speed on top of excellent damage, but its range is quite middling. This is the Rondo of Blood and Dracula X Chronicles Symphony of the Night version of the Guardian Knuckle attack, but it also takes on a minor health drain effect like in her appearance in Portrait of Ruin.

Final Smash: Maria summons all four Holy Beasts at once to gain a state of invincibility and highly enhanced stats for a 10 second duration. After this duration, the beasts charge forward in front of her as they strike opponents with their powerful attacks.

Taunts:

-Up Taunt: Maria holds up a Key and seems to charge up an Item Crash, but pulls it back down, looking perplexed.

-Side Taunt: Maria holds out an egg as a nest’s worth of birds hatch from it and fly away. If they hit an opponent, they will receive 0.1% of damage with minimal knockback.

-Down Taunt: Maria hums a short ditty (a few notes from Bloody Tears, Opus 13 from Rondo of Blood, or The Tragic Prince from Symphony of The Night) as a series of multi-colored music notes appear.

Victory Screen:

Rondo of Blood Maria:

-Maria catches a falling Richter doll, gaining a 1-Up as she holds her Guardian Knuckle Doll in her other arm.

-Maria frolicks about the area and smiles at the camera as her animal friends gather around her.

-Maria celebrates as she sits down on a Magic Jewel, feasting on a Parfait as her Cat watches on.

Symphony of the Night Maria:

-Maria relaxes in front of a Save Polyhedron that’s just... there.

-Maria tries on the Holy Glasses, before removing them with a smile. Ghostly projections of the Four Sacred Beasts are seen around her as the glasses are removed.

-Maria slumps down in a chair, and is given a Heart Vessel that soon disppears as the “Life Up” text appears.

Alt Costumes:

You are free to choose between her original Rondo of Blood design or her older self from Symphony of the Night at your leisure. The former has a couple extra palletes based on the original PC-Engine designs of Iris, Tera, and Annette, while the latter has a couple based on Succubus and Alucard. Or, if you are as fond of the design as I am, you can play as her in her Dracula X Chronicles redesign, which has her use older Maria’s win screens.

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