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dimdiamond · 2 years

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Now i want a post in which you talk about their design and how complementary they are.

ALRIGHT THEN

Let's take a look at their designs:

I'm going to focus on two things:

Physical traits

Color palette

Physical traits:

I think these are obvious so I won't stand for long. Tintin is short and thin and Haddock is tall and more built. Tintin's youth can be seen from the lack of wrinkles while Haddock's age and struggles with alcohol and his profession can be seen from his eye bags. Haddock has beard and big nose and his eyes blank dots (something that I translate to light color eyes) while Tintin has no facial hair and small nose and his eyes black dots (like most characters and I translate it to dark color eyes). They already contradict each other with their appearances but they're exactly what they lack for each other so together it's like they complete the traits that a character can have and of course the main goal that is more than successfully accomplished is that they're immediately recognisable.

The lack of many characteristics of Tintin's face is filled by Haddock's rich of characteristics face and I would take it one step farther and say that as Herge's skills developed Tintin changed too and become more human in his world, no more a symbol but just Tintin, the young journalist. In a way we can say that since he has a stable companion he gains from him a stability in their world too.

Color palette:

Tintin is usually shown in warm colors and specifically close to yellow, red and orange and some white. Haddock is mostly in his classic blue and black. We already see that the colors are the complementary ones (complementary we call the colors that they're opposite to each other in the color wheel and if you combine them you get grey aka all the colors because they complete each other). That's a usual technique for character design especially when you have a duo. You want to pass the message to the audience that they are here to work together and they're not whole without each other. And if you have a character with the complementary colors on themselves then you pass the message that this character is a whole by themselves, another character is not necessary. So if you see a character coded blue or another color wait for its complementary to show up. It always does.

But I want to stay a bit in these characters because I think it's genius how the colors work here. Before Haddock's appearance Tintin is mostly in his yellow shirt and white socks:

example from Cigarettes of the Pharaoh

But that doesn't mean he didn't wear blue even in these books:

examples from The Black Island and Blue Lotus

But these were more like one time attires, to fit in the environment and circumstances. They're not exactly his choices, he happened to find them and I understand the choice because, as we said, blue is the complementary of orange (his hair) so he's more or less a stand alone character, he doesn't need another one. But actually he does because he quickly goes back to his yellow shirt and warm palette.

Since Haddock appears though the blue sweater makes more and more appearances and the yellow shirt starts to vanish with some last appearances in his first adventures with Captain.

examples from Shooting Star and The Secret of the Unicorn

The classic baby blue sweater becomes his standard attire without stopping wearing his brown-red pants and suit. That shows that not only he is affected by his companion but also that he hasn't given up his own identity. He has found a balance finally.

Meanwhile Haddock remains to his colors in most occasions but what do we see here:

example from The Seven Crystal Balls

When Haddock doesn't wear his usual attire he adopts a warm palette and it's not that he has something blue on himself to complement but we have already associated him with the color blue. That can be read in many ways: Haddock's effort to be something else from who he really is or to be closer to his companion. No matter this doesn't stay long and he goes back to his blue and black attire. But since then whenever we see him in another attire it's always in warm clothes aka his classic brown suit.

Take a closer look to these two:

examples from The Seven Crystal Balls and Calculus' Affair

The first one is from an adventure soon after Haddock becomes rich and the second after some time. You can feel the awkwardness in the duo because their palette is their usual one and especially Tintin the one he had before meeting Haddock. They are trying to close the distance between them but without accepting something from the other, afraid of opening up too much.

And then the second brings more peace in our eyes. Tintin has taken the blue from Haddock and Haddock the brown from Tintin. The kind of blue and brown is important too. Tintin wouldn't wear something too dark so the sky blue is the closest he can be to Haddock without losing himself and Haddock wouldn't wear light colors like yellow so the brown and bit of green make already the difference. They have found a balance between them.

And even when they are wearing their usual attires what connects them is the color blue. I don't think it's a random choice. Blue is a cold color, symbol of serenity and calmness. And that's exactly what both tried to reach together and found to each other and in the end bonds them.

Have I read too much on these designs? Maybe but I think when you start to notice stuff like that you can understand the work better and in a whole other level than saying things to your face. When visuals are used to tell a story are vital and necessary. When you see a color or a shape there's a reason behind it, they're here to complement the story and the words.

So in this case if you didn't understand why and how those two are grown to be an inseparable duo in your brain take a look at the visuals and you'll notice all these I mentioned and more. The designs are telling a story by themselves and it's worth to listen to them.

Bonus:

Calculus being green coded is exactly because he appeared to bring balance between the main duo and show you that he can work as their bridge but also he can stand alone but of course as trinity they bring all the colors aka characters together (and of course because green is cold color he stays with the other cold color aka Haddock but with Tintin there they all found balance).

#oh well another long post for today #thank you for asking this i hope i didn't bore you #i really like to talk about these things because they're something i have studied but also because brainrot #tintin #captain haddock #archibald haddock #professor calculus #the adventures of tintin #adventures of tintin #answered #isadenari7

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imsparky2002 · 11 months

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Ghoul Squad - Alya

Alya Cesaire - Mummy

Age - 14

Species - Mummy

Appearance - Wavy shoulder-length reddish-brown hair with tangelo tips, heart-shaped lips, grayish gold eyes, black hornrimmed glasses with white spots, rotten skin and yellow teeth.

Attire - White bandages covering her body, Egyptian jewelry.

Personality - Energetic, passionate, curious, confident, playful, stubborn, supportive, helpful

Likes - Journalism, helping her sisters and mothers, scaring people, sleeping in her sarcophagus, scarabs, learning about history, going to the Egyptian exhibit at the museum, updating her blog, her boyfriend Nino, being her bff Marinette’s wingman, watching mummy movies, learning mummy magic, being dramatic (they all love bein a little extra)

Dislikes - People unwrapping her bandages, having to unleash curses, cats, fire (Her and Rose are petrified of it), angry mobs, Lila (the girl lied about her bestie and the Ghoul Squad!), Hunters, liars.

Alya’s not just a spooky mummy, but a good reporter. She is in charge of the Ghoul Squad’s blog, where she writes about their adventures, as well as sharing info on other monsters and news on the city of Paris.

While she isn’t royalty, Alya has created the identity of “The Pharaoh” that she uses when scaring people. She pretends to be a terrifying mummy queen who shambles about unleashing terrible curses. She loves learning with the Witches of Wisdom new spells for her to use against Hawk Moth.

She didn’t grow up during the era of Ancient Egypt, but is incredibly passionate about learning everything she can about the subject. She’s a frequent guest at the Egyptian exhibit at the museum.

Alya has a dramatic side, as do the rest of the Ghouls. She loves to whisper to her boyfriend, pretending to be a mummy queen who has put the boy under her spell. Even if they are both able to walk normally, sometimes Rose and Alya like to shamble around and moan because it’s fun and spooky.

She doesn’t understand why most people are afraid of bugs. She finds them wonderful! Alya takes good care of her scarabs, acting as their mother.

Quotes

(After one of her sisters woke her from her beauty sleep.) WHO DARES DISTURB MY SLUMBER?!

Come on, girl! Why do you have to keep your crush for Adrien under wraps?

Oh Nino, I don’t need any of those fancy tomb-prepping tools to take your heart for myself!

Remember, ghouls. Mum’s the word on Marinette’s secret, right?

MWAHAHAHA! You have angered the Pharaoh, now you shall recieve a harrowing curse! *Giggling* Got ya!

I’m not gonna let you use one of my bandages, Alix. You know we have big ones in the medicine room. Nice try, though.

The mummy rises out of her tomb and wants you... to check out her blog! Alya is the final member of the Ghoul Squad, and she’s a perfect fit for a mummy. We’ll be going over the Witches of Wisdom and Marinette next, so stay tuned. Thank you to Weeby for writing the flirting quote. Make sure to reblog, reply, post and ask for thoughts on the content. @artzychic27 @msweebyness

Alya: Make sure to come back soon... or I’ll unleash a terrible curse! Heehee! Just kidding!

#alya cesaire #alya #mummy #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #ghoul squad au #ghoul squad

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glacecakes · 11 months

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Enchantment Passing Through has updated!

Hamunaptra, the City of the Dead... where ancient kings laid their greatest treasure, the Book of the Dead, able to raise an army to your bidding. Hugo thinks it's all a load of bullshit, that is, until he accidentally raises a very angry mummy hellbent on world domination. Now he has to help the mummy track down the people who stole his cursed canopic jars, and hopefully minimize the property damage along the way.

It doesn't help that his mummy thinks they're star-crossed lovers or something.

Chapter 5: The hunt for the Canopic Jars continues. Varian and Hugo spend some quality time together.

Sorry this is so late. I've been dealing with extremely heavy depression on top of wanting to write more for other fandoms first.

Read here!

Preview:

It’s grand in that it’s big, spacious, and clean. Glass windows line the ceiling, bathing the building in a blue glow in a sky full of empty stars. Hugo tells him it’s something called “light pollution”. The stars are still there, but the city is so bright that they’re drowned out. Isn’t that just the most ironic thing? It’s just like this world. Hugo’s right here, in front of him. But he’s not in sight. He’s hiding, deep beneath a layer of bright lights and flashy signs, of honking cars and… smoothies. Drowned out.

Varian stares out of the window of their little hideout. His reflection stares back, glowing blue eyes almost drowning him out. The kohl around his eyes do little to hide how they shine. He’s wearing a traditional silk robe, stark white and flowing. It’s snatched at the waist by a golden belt, with matching bracelets and earrings… it’s an attire he’s very familiar with, the same he used for all banquets. He never enjoyed those. No, if it wasn’t life or death he wouldn’t be here.

But where would you be? His brain nags him. After all of this is done, where will you go? What will you do?

Take my revenge, he tells himself.

On who? For who?

The world, the pharaoh's descendents, the court magicians?

All innocent people. Hugo wouldn’t like that.

Hugo… why did it matter what Hugo wanted? Hugo has been doing just fine without him for so damn long, would he even care if Varian left? If they failed? To him, Varian is just a scary stranger who strong armed his way into his life. Uprooted everything.

He tastes ash on his tongue.

#varigo #vat7k #glace.txt #varian #varian and the 7 kingdoms #varian and the 7 kingdoms au #tangled the series #tts #tangled

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aikoiya · 4 months

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LoZ: MOM - Ganondorf's Wedding Attire

For my Meeting One's Match au.

When he marries Nemma, Ganondorf will have a couple of options for what to wear.

For starters, he could wear a Shiwàni, or sherwani IRL. Which is a finely made formal top (not sure what color yet). Usually sleek, thin, & tailor-fitted with an imperial collar & gold-threaded Gerudo embroidery lining the cuffs, the collar, & the split where it's buttoned. Is buttoned asymmetrically. Sort of a tunic as it generally reaches the knees.

Not my art.

It will bear his family crest across the back. Over this would be a Bàndaràshï (sort of an embroidered sash) worn diagonally much like the bride's.

Under that would be a pair of Sirwàl or loose-fitting pants.

If not the Shiwàni, then he goes bare chested & adorns his usual jewelry of an Àbvï'bīvt, or shoulder necklace (which is what I call the jewelry he wears in TotK), & over his Sirwàl would be a Shendyazàr. Which is a kilt-type of loincloth. It is cinched by an Àriqna, a sash-like, fabric belt made of gold silk & featuring gold embroidery.

Regardless of which, he will wear a golden pendant also bearing the crest of the Royal Gerudàn House of Drāgamīr.

He will also wear a Túijïl, the golden halo crown that TP & HW Ganon wear, with his hair threaded with golden threads & his eyes lined with metallic gold liner made from Sundelions much like the Egyptian Pharaohs of old.

Hair will be pulled back into a long, thick braid that will fall over his shoulder.

He'll also wear a cape of fur (the pelt of his first major kill as king) & golden greaves like what's featured in the Desert Voe Set.

As well as the hand chains that we normally see him wear, which I call Tzèxad'bīvten.

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After the wedding, he'll have one major change to his look. He'll have a pair of red dots upon his brow due to a Sheikah wedding tradition.

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Also, there will come a point where Nemma makes him a piece of jewelry that he'll wear until he decides to kill Sonia.

It's to be worn upon his forehead.

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After a certain point in the story, he'll always be wearing a pair of earrings, one of which featuring a Gossip Stone.

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Furthermore, I am open to ideas! ♡

LoZ My Fanfic Masterlist

#loz #legend of zelda #tears of the kingdom #totk #ganondorf #fem oc #sheikah oc #ganondorf x fem oc

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lindsaywesker · 8 months

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Good morning! I hope you slept well and feel rested? Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day.

Welcome to Too Much Information Tuesday.

385 million years ago, fish had fingers.

In Las Vegas, casinos do not have any clocks.

We change our voice when we talk to people we like.

Every year, around 3,000 people get bubonic plague.

You are more likely to be friends with people that smell like you.

It is believed that the Library of Congress has sex tape audio of JFK.

Beer mats were originally placed on top of glasses to keep the dust out.

In 2021, Americans streamed a total of 15 million years’ worth of content.

J.K. Rowling was the first person to ever become a billionaire from writing books.

Super Mario wears a hat because his creator, Shigeru Miyamoto, couldn't draw hair.

If everyone had access to soap to wash their hands, it would save 600,000 lives a year.

55 million years ago, the North Pole had tropical weather, with alligators and palm trees.

Listening to music for at least 5-10 minutes a day makes it easier to deal with emotional stress.

Women cry on average between 30 and 64 times a year, while men cry between 6 and 17 times.

Kanbari nyūdō is a Japanese spirit that lurks around toilets on New Year’s Eve and tries to lick you.

Egyptian Pharaohs were once required to masturbate into the River Nile to keep its flow cycle stable.

Life is not about the people who act true to your face. It's about the people who remain true behind your back.

The chills you sometimes get when listening to music is actually caused by the release of dopamine in your body.

People say "never give up" but sometimes giving up is the best option because you realize you're wasting your time.

When presented with various crisp packets, a gull will almost always choose the same flavour as a nearby human is eating.

According to a study, the two most common feelings that people tend to bring out in others are enthusiasm and boredom.

Scientists say the universe is made up entirely of neurons, protons and electrons. They seem to have forgotten about morons!

Robert Downey Jr was once arrested after he was caught driving naked in his Porsche with cocaine, heroin, and a .357 magnum.

Nutella was invented during WWII, when an Italian pastry maker mixed hazelnuts into chocolate to extend his chocolate ration.

Your first instinct is usually right. So, always go with your first instinct, even if it's a bad idea because bad ideas make good stories.

The true mark of maturity is when somebody hurts you and you try to understand their situation instead of trying to hurt them back.

When you truly believe in what you are doing, it shows. And it pays. Winners in life are those who are excited about where they're going.

Grab a banana for breakfast! They are known as a happy fruit. Eating just one can help relieve irritable emotions, anger and or depression.

Bedtime procrastination is the psychological phenomenon when a person stays up too late in order to feel like they have some time to themselves.

The hottest part of the day isn't noon but between 3.00 – 4.00. The earth warms during the day but continues to get warmer until the late afternoon.

Regular physical activity can boost creativity by up to 60%, as movement increases blood flow to the brain, fostering new connections and ideas.

Research shows that talking to yourself can improve focus, task performance, and problem-solving abilities. It's not a sign of madness but a tool for self-guidance.

Between 1913 and 1914, Sigmund Freud, Adolf Hitler, Joseph Stalin, Emperor Franz Joseph, Archduke Franz Ferdinand and Leon Trotsky all lived in Vienna within 4km of each other.

Smigus-Dyngus (or ‘Wet Monday’) is a Polish holiday where boys splash girls with water and gently spank them with pussy willow branches. It's a playful tradition celebrated on Easter Monday.

Halle Berry’s divorce has officially been finalized. She will have to pay $8,000 per month in child support to her ex-husband Oliver Martinez and give him 4.3% of any income she receives above $2,000,000.

Sleeping in complete darkness can lead to more vivid and memorable dreams. The absence of light signals the brain to produce melatonin, which promotes REM sleep, the stage most associated with dreaming.

In 1993, a Frenchman named Emile Leray driving a Citroen car in a remote area of the Moroccan desert had a breakdown and became stranded. To survive, he tore down the car, built a motorcycle from the parts and then rode it back to civilization.

Okay, that’s enough information for one day. Have a tremendous and tumultuous Tuesday! I love you all.

#mixcloud #mi soul #dj #music #new blog #lockdown #coronavirus #books #democracy #brexit #cronyism #election #radio #tuesdaymotivation

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themultifandomgal · 2 years

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His Queen Pt1

1336

"Your Majesty, Prince Ahkmenrah is requesting your presence in the library" my hand maid Baketmut says with a bowed head

"Alone?" I ask turning from the balcony to face her

"Of course not your Highness. Pharaoh Merenkahre and Queen Shepseheret would not allow that. I shall be there as well as Prince Ahkmenrah's guards"

"Very well" I smile at the young girl "take me to him" I follow Baketmut to the library where Ahkmenrah is

"Ahk" I bow my head at the future king then look up. He does the same to me

"Amu, please join me" I take Ahks hand, he leads me to a large sofa and we sit down.

You see my parents and Ahk's parents were close friends and so Ahkmenrah and I grew up together alongside my brother Ramesses and Ahk's brother Kahmunrah. Now he is 18 years old and I 17 years of age. My parents died many years ago when I was just 8 years old, my brother being only 3 years old. Merenkahre and Shepseheret took us in as if we were one of their own. Kahmunrah was not best pleased and would pull nasty tricks on me, however as I've grown he seems to have stopped

"My parents think it's time I find a wife, my Queen" my heart sinks. Ahk and I have been courting one another for 3 years now

"Oh" I turn away from him to hide my sadness and the tears that are about to fall. He places a hand on mine to which I move mine very quickly "that's excellent news" I sniffle a little, but then I hear a chuckle. I look back at Ahk who is now smiling

"I have chosen you to be my Queen"

"Me?" I point to myself. Ahk's smile widens as he nods his head "oh Ahk, I would be honoured, but you know my feelings on how many wife's you will have"

"I know. And that's why you will be my one and only. It's time we change and marry the ones we love"

"Are you sure? your father and mother won't be happy" I place a hand on Ahk's face

"I will suffer the consequences, my love" I hug Ahk just before we hear a throat being cleared

"So Ahkmenrah is going against father and mother for the first time. I wonder how they will take their golden child rebelling" I turn my head to see Kahmunrah stood at the door way "maybe I will finally get what I deserve and become Pharaoh"

"There's a reason your not" I mutter quietly making Ahk laugh

"It's getting late my love. Go to bed, have good dreams and I will get someone to organise the wedding" I stand up with Ahk's help. He places a kiss on my forehead before I say my good night and follow Baketmut to my chambers.

The maids and servants bathe me and get me dressed into my night attire before I get into the soft silk sheets.

I seem to lying there for quite some time not being able to sleep. I get out of bed and walk over to the balcony that is in my room. The warm air hitting my face. I look up to the sky and look at the moon and stars I pray to Hathor that my marriage to Ahkmenrah will be full of love every day and that I will be able to provide him with strong children to carry on his dynasty.

I remain standing at the balcony for some time before beginning to feel rather tired and I decide it's time to head back into my bed. Thankfully I fall asleep with no trouble.

#ahkmenrah #ahk #a night at the museum #larry daley #ahkmenrah x reader #Ahkmenrah imagines

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himevampirechan · 1 year

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Vanishipping/Revolutionshipping fanfic:"Part-Time Job Chapter 1

I couldn't stop thinking about this idea when I saw Remi Malek dressed as a pharaoh. Tthis fanfiction is in the canon universe of Yu-Gi-Oh! but the story, as we know it, is changed by a single detail:

The millennium puzzle was never solved.

English is not my firts language but a trying to be better.

Enjoy.

"Part-Time Job"

Chapter 1

Why? Everything it had simply gotten out of control.

One second she was delivering her order to a boy and the next she was soaked from head to toe in soda and out of a job. Damn her customers' jealous, hysterical girlfriends!

Her job at Burger World was simple to do: bring burgers and fries with a smile to hungry consumers for them to enjoy. The smile was like a part of her attire and yet that girl had not stopped blaming her for being “cheeky”.

"As if I'm interested in flirting with customers, especially when they have girlfriends" she thought with a grunt stopping and looking once more at the paper she clutched in her right hand.

"SECURITY GUARD WANTED"

Once the manager of Burger World had put her, and her belongings, out on the street, a kindly old man had approached and with a smile had given her the announcement.

She looked up uncomfortably. Her blue eyes slid down the front steps to the huge marble door that read “Domino City Museum” in big black letters.

She couldn't believe than she had actually gone. She had officially freaked out!

She was there hoping to get the night guard position at the city museum because it was her last option, she needed the money and for a College school student there wasn't much to choose from!

Anzu shivered as a blast of cold air rushed down her back. With the night so late, the November weather was merciless. Shrugging her shoulders, she took a deep breath and walked towards the main entrance, hiding her face in her scarf.

The museum was about to close and only a few people remained inside due to the cold weather. Anzu smiled pitifully, realising that thanks to the guides, the last visitors would be forced to empty the building.

She didn't know where she should ask for information about the vacancy, she turned around herself trying to locate an information desk or any museum worker.

"Oh you really came!" exclaimed a voice from behind, startling her. Anzu turned her face to find the same old man from the restaurant. He was a rather short and curious man, wearing green overalls and a funny orange scarf over his tousled and graying head.

"I'm quite glad" continued the older man, folding his arms and looking at her with his big violet eyes.

"And you're early too" he exclaimed admiringly, looking for a few seconds at his wristwatch "That proves then that you're a dedicated person."

"Thank you" Anzu smiled apologetically at the compliment and was surprised at how pleasant it was to talk to him.

"Oh come on you don't have to be so shy!" invited the old man smiling encouragingly "After all if you decide to keep the job we'll see each other quite often".

"Well, that's a bit hasty, don't you think Sir?" Anzu laughed encouragingly.

"Oh no! Don't call me sir. That makes me feel old!" he exclaimed with a grimace of horror, the chestnut laughed loudly at her face.

"But...I don't even know your name," the girl clarified with a huge smile. The old man suddenly stopped grimacing and stood still as if he had seen a ghost.

"By Osiris, it's true!" he shouted causing the brunette to burst out laughing again. Their laughter echoed through the large room.

By now the museum had closed its doors and there was no one but them in the main hall. Anzu surveyed the room with new eyes... it no longer looked as huge as it had at first seemed. An impression generated, no doubt, by the nerves and uncertainty of a new job.

"I am Anzu, Mazaki Anzu" She said bowing to the old man "I am here for the vacancy of night guard."

The old man looked carefully at the girl in front of him. She was very young, probably just old enough to work, but when he saw her in the situation that had led to her dismissal she had looked so broken that he doubted she worked for mere pleasure... he had deduced that she needed the job to achieve something truly great.

She was well-mannered and quite pretty: with beautiful blue eyes and silky brown hair, her appearance was striking for a Japanese woman; no doubt it had caused her far more trouble than the afternoon's commotion at Burger World.

The old man smiled, giving her a thumbs up as a job candidate, especially since the job wasn't for just anyone.

"It takes someone special..." He thought combing his beard with his fingers "...for a special job."

The girl looked up confused by the old man's lack of response. This gesture brought the man out of his thoughts and he bowed respectfully.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Anzu. My name is Sugoroku..."

"MUTOU!" shouted a male voice startling them "There you are I've been looking all over the museum for you!"

Anzu clenched his fist over his chest. Damn! She had felt her heart skip a beat in fright. She looked up watching as a young man approached almost at a trot to where she and Mr... Mutou were standing.

"I'm so sorry Marik" the older man replied with a smile, pointing at her with a thumb "I got distracted."

"You old pervert," whispered the boy, giving Mr. Mutou an unpleasant look. Then he turned his gaze to Anzu.

The brunette froze in place as she was stared at, the boy's tabby eyes surrounded by a thick layer of eyelashes. They were so thick that she couldn't tell where the lashes ended and his strange eyeliner began. The tattooed lines stood out against his smooth brown skin and made his tousled blond hair and the piercings in his ears even more striking.

The boy was attractive...

"Look girl, the museum is closed. So you'd better go home," he explained, dismissing her with a wave of his left hand and returning his attention to the old man.

What a lout brat! Anzu felt her ears redden with anger.

"I'm sorry but I'm not here to visit" She replied firmly drawing the attention of both men "I came here for work".

Sugoroku Mutou watched the girl's posture with interest. Anzu looked rather confident with her chin raised and fierce eyes fixed on Marik, the boy sighed boredly paying no attention to what the chestnut said.

"The vacancy has already been filled," Marik said without any consideration. With growing pleasure he noticed how the chestnut's posture broke.

Anzu felt a dead weight on her stomach. No way, this job was her last chance, she needed the job!

"PLEASE, I NEED THIS JOB!" shouted Anzu suddenly making both men jump in shock. "I'll do anything to get it!"

"I already told you the vacancy was filled. So do us a favor and leave" Marik clicked his tongue ignoring the girl's forlorn expression outright, Mr. Mutou scowled at him silently reproaching him for how rude he was being to her; an expression the blond took it upon himself to ignore as well.

"PLEASE!" pleaded Anzu once again feeling in horror as her eyes glazed over "I'LL DO ANYTHING!"

This time Marik couldn't ignore her face no matter how hard he tried, with growing concern he watched as the girl's blue eyes filled with tears. Sugoroku watched the chestnut's face sadly thinking how normal it was for her to cry. In one day she had already lost two jobs.

"I...I'm sorry...I...." Stammered Marik unconsciously playing with his right earring, feeling bad for her. Time seemed to stand still for a few seconds.

Anzu had closed her eyes as she clenched her fists against her chest, silently pleading. She felt as if someone approached from her right side and stared at her, then something soft brushed her cheek wiping away one of the tears that had come in her despair.

She opened her eyes shocked by the contact and noticed with wide eyes that Marik and Mr. Mutou were still in the same place as before, looking at her with surprised expressions.

If they hadn't moved, who touched her cheek then?

"If she really wants the job, we could give her a few days trial run" Someone exclaimed from the end of the room. Anzu jumped in place mentally chiding herself for how prone to surprise she seemed to be that night "Alright Mazaki, that's three times now."

"Sister" Marik whispered turning his attention ruefully back to the woman who had spoken.

Sister? Anzu wondered in surprise, but they didn't look anything alike!

The woman walked towards them, her long black hair swaying with every step she took, and she never took her eyes off her. Anzu shrank back once she was in front of her, she was gorgeous!

"If the job pleases you we could open one more vacancy" The woman continued smiling kindly at Anzu "Are you interested?"

Anzu snapped out of her astonishment and smiled hugely.

"Yes, yes I am interested!" She replied quickly holding back the urge to dance in excitement. The brunette stared at her with her blue orbs and an interested smile formed on her lips.

"Mr. Mutou" Whispered the brunette turning her gaze back to the older man "Could you take Miss...."

"Anzu Mazaki" the brunette hastened to add blushing for interrupting.

"Sure, Miss Anzu to the office so we can talk about work more calmly" Sugoroku nodded with a smile to the black haired woman and gesturing to Anzu invited her to follow him.

Anzu smiled hugely and bowing to them, followed the old man. Marik and his sister watched intently as the two disappeared through the door at the back.

"Sister..." whispered Marik looking at her with interest "...The one from a moment ago was HIM?"

The brunette nodded momentarily erasing her smile. Marik turned his face once more down the path where the old man and the brunette had disappeared.

"This is going to be interesting," he said with a grin, crossing his arms.

See ya in chapter 2 ;)

@revolutionshipping @chocolapeanut @week-of-revo @itsmechmech @itsdanystormborn

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louiegrimaldi · 2 years

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The theme for the evening at The Mind’s Eye was gold. If you weren’t adorned with intricate gold leaves like a Grecian goddess, covered in the jewels of an ancient Pharaoh or wrapped in sparkling golden fabrics like a royal princess, you weren’t getting in—regardless of whether you had solved the obnoxious riddle at the secret passageway, or not. It wasn’t that Louie didn’t enjoy the theatrics, but the event was mostly to distract from the fact that a certain, very rare magical artefact was being traded that very evening. It’s recipient a wanted felon, at that. It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence for something illegal to be happening at the illusive jazz bar that might land him in Zamok, but Louie wanted to make enough of a spectacle that no one would much care about a dusty old box being traded in the corner of the room.

The dancer’s lifted their arms, swishing the lengths of gold chiffon that coated their arms as the singer swelled in chorus. The saxophone player accompanied him, and Louie slipped through the busy bar to take a seat. All seemed to be going smoothly, as expected. The Mind’s Eye wouldn’t have been such a success if Louie didn’t seem to get away with everything. “What’s not to like?” Louie asked the stranger, who he thought he had heard muttering something about their golden attire, and passed them a drink of something as equally gold in colour.

#vievecorcitystarter

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thewapolls · 7 months

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Oh boy a fun weird complicated one...

DAKLEIT is a weird start on account of I don't know wtf this guy is. The original design gives off serious Hellraiser Cenobite vibes to me, but I can't really nail that link down with anything. Some bad google translate suggests DARKLIGHT, which I guess isn't unfitting but is still completely arbitrary. It could be DARKLYTE as in DARK+ACOLYTE. (Google just returns DUCLIGHT, a Japanese company that makes roadside guardrails.) He shows up in WA3 in a weird almost DUNE-esque or Star Wars Tuscan Raider looking desert get up. No idea what the through-line is on that.

DEATHTILES. So funny enough the original name is actually DEATHPAI where the PAI refers to a mahjong tile, hence the English localization. But there is a mahjong manga called DEATHPIE, romanized exactly like that, in which DEATHPIE is the name of an underworld gambling racket that the hero faces off against. So I have to assume that's what this enemy name is referencing? (The series is actually an obtuse Kamen Rider parody of all things...)

LYCANTHROPE/LOUP-GAROU classic werewolf and the French specific name of the local wolfman lore. The WA3 Lycanthrope came in both man and monster forms, the former recolored from DAKLEIT, but the latter being a shared model with various distinctly not werewolf monsters, including VAMPIRE... but we'll get to those...

BALBERITH should probably be BA'AL BERITH but I think I've seen it spelled both ways. An old Canaanite god in the old testament, as with many figures of the region and era's indigenous faiths it was appropriated and conflated into a false god/demon.

RADUGA[Радуга] is the Russian word for "Rainbow"? I have no idea what the reasoning behind this is. It does have a multi colored coat of fur though.

BEOWULF from the epic of Beowulf, obviously... epic hero of old Germanic myth, and most notable for being the oldest surviving work of English literature.

RING KEEPER is probably just exactly what it says on the tin... Just a monster that keeps the cursed ring you have to take to complete the particular side quest it's associated with. But I get this sneaking suspicion it might be a reference to Gollum from The Lord of the Rings(?) (WA3 does already have the dwarves of The Hobbit just kicking around. So there being a wretched twisted monster hanging onto an evil ring in a cave some place doesn't feel not TLotR adjacent...)

VAMPIRE what a weird choice... Weird model for a vampire. Weird that there's not been a VAMPIRE monster before now. Weird that there wouldn't be another after this... Weird that they accidentally had BLOODSUCKER sort of overlap with VAMPIRE but they're totally unrelated. Just kinda goofy.

NOSFERATU isn't directly related to this line, but I'm adding them in as a half relative of the VAMPIRE. The NOSFERATU was a WA1 original that stuck around the whole way despite some weird design changes... Namely that between WA2 and WA4 both taking stabs at redesigning it, both went with a mummy in pharaoh's attire??? Wrong Universal Studios monster movie, you guys... It is of course named after the famous legally distinct Not-Dracula movie adaptation of 1922 starring Max Schreck as Count Orlok.

NECROMANCER originally localized as WIZARD has been in lock step with NOSFERATU. Despite that this does not make any more sense as an Egyptian mummy than NOSFERATU does.

NEGALORD is a weird blip on the radar. A 3rd recolor that only existed in WA2, it was actually named MINUS LIFE LORD, and I cannot for the life of me figure out what was up with that. It definitely feels like it must have been referencing some other work of fiction, right? Like it's too specific a word choice to be random but just self-descript; it feels like it's referencing someone else's worldbuilding jargon.

GESPENST/NACHTGEIST and these two just show up in WA2 as kinda generic robed occultists with their big ornamental knives. GESPENST seems to be the root of the WA3 model that it shares with NOSFERATU and NECROMANCER since it's the one that was a boss monster, but what even is that? Wheels??? Oh but the names themselves are just German for "Ghost" and "NightSpirit".

#wild arms

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