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ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕠𝕤 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 - ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

(SR) Ceremony Robes (Part 2): "Don't Get the Wrong Idea"

(NRC: Dark Mirror Chamber)

Idia (Tablet): Students of Ignihyde, please gather here…

Riddle: He didn’t even come after I gave him a good scolding… how incompetent. I worry for the students that have to deal with a dorm leader this unreliable. They have my deepest of sympathies.

Vil: Hah… I expected it would turn out this way. Almost too expected, honestly, there was hardly any glitz or fanfare to this finale at all.

(The sound of students whispering among the crowd)

Ignihyde Mob A: Hey… Do you know who’s supposed to be our new dorm leader? I don’t see him anywhere.

Ignihyde Mob B: I think it’s supposed to be that guy in the tablet. Right there, the one that called us over here.

Ignihyde Mob A: You sure though? I heard Idia Shroud was supposed to be here, and I don’t see him anywhere. That couldn’t possibly be him, right?

Phobos: …and so it begins.

Ben: Huh-hm? How what begins?

Phobos: Get your head outta your fuckin’ phone and you’d hear it for yourself.

Ben: Ow- Hey, rude! You're on your phone too! Sheesh...

Ignihyde Mob B: Look around, all the dorm heads are at the front of their group, and the tablet’s in line with everyone else. So that has to be our dorm head. Ignihyde Mob B: If that's our dorm head, then doesn't that mean that's Idia...? Why isn't he actually here, you think?

Ignihyde Mob C: Haahh… what a letdown. Of course, we have to have the one dorm head that didn’t even show up in person. That’s a bad omen for sure.

Ben: Ahhh… Yeah, you called it, alright. Ben: Doesn't sound like they're causing problems yet, but... just keep an ear on ‘em 'til we get back to home base. Ben: The crowd will be thinner back at the dorm, since it will just be all us Ignihydes. When he gives them a welcome face-to-face then, I’m sure they’ll calm down.

Phobos: You put too much faith in our “brave leader”, Ben.

Ben: I wouldn’t call it faith, SMH. At this point I’m either deluding myself for a pipe dream or praying for a miracle. Probably a mix of both.

Phobos: Hmph… Only time will tell, but I have a feeling with this mood Idia’s in, we’re in for a shitshow when we get back, too.

(Time passes as the ceremony concludes…)

(Ignihyde Dorm: Lounge)

Idia (Tablet): Here we are, at the “ever illustrious” Ignihyde dorm, based on the diligent nature of the King of the Underworld.

Ben: He's still not showing up in person...? He's not planning on giving the whole opening welcome like that... right?

Idia: Welcome to your school life for the rest of your stay here. Dark, gloom, and doom, and that's about it. You're all pretty unfortunate to be sorted here out of all the dorms, but it's whatever. You'll get used to it. Idia: If you have any questions about the dorm, look it up yourselves on the school website. It's kept pretty up to date and should have all the information you need. Idia: Unlike you newbies, I have a pretty right ship I have to run. Unless it's an emergency, try not to go out of your way to bother me. I have my vice dorm heads here for a reason. Idia: Anyway, to further welcome you to the dorm and get you all situated with your new living situations, I have my second in command here on standby to assist. Idia: Take it awaaaaayyy, Ben.

Ben: Wh- are you serious, he’s gonna make me…?! Ben: (sigh) This isn’t gonna end well… Ben: Alright... deep breath, mask on.

(Ben departs from the crowd and steps up beside Idia)

Ben: Ahem… Hey, what’s up gamers! I’m Benjamin Walker, second in command for Ignihyde. You all can just call me “Ben” though. Ben: Anyway, don't listen to what our gloomy dorm head says, Ignihyde isn't actually all that bad! In fact, I'd say we're one of the coziest dorms on campus! Atmosphere aside~ Ben: We've got the best Ethernet and WIFI on campus down here! And we'll be hosting LAN parties for special occasions too! Everyone's welcome to join in, so if you make friends in other dorms, feel free to bring them over too! Ben: If you're more interested on the mechanical side of things, we've also got a whole room on the first floor that's just for metalwork. Ben: There's blacksmithing supplies, welding and soldering tools, tons of scrap metal that's free for public use, and we even have a hydraulic press! Ben: The hydraulic press needs a key to work though, so you'll have to ask me or Idia for access. It's to prevent incidents from happening... again. Ben: Oh! And if you ever wanna get food delivered, we've got a great set of drones we just got set up that will take your order right to your dorm room door-

Ignihyde Mob A: Ugghh, how long are we gonna have to sit through this spiel?! Give it a rest already, your hypebeasting needs serious work!

Ben: Uh- heh... come again?

Ignihyde Mob A: Come on, dude, quit wasting our time with this bullshit. It's so obvious how fake this all is. Ignihyde Mob A: The first thing we got to hear when we got here is how shitty our school life is going to be from our dorm head himself, and now you're standin' here trying to buy us back with WIFI and a rec room?!

Ben: Uh... Yeah, kind of, I guess. Is it working~?

Ignihyde Mob B: Lil' bit, not gonna lie...

Ignihyde Mob A: Man, you can't even pretend?! Ignihyde Mob A: This is a joke, just a giant ass joke! Our dorm head can't be bothered to even show up on day one, and now we have some jackass influencer trying to buy us over so we don't get dorm reassignments!

Ben: Hey, I'm not some influencer! I'd be getting paid at least for doing this, if I was.

Ignihyde Mob A: He's not even getting paid?!

Idia: Why the hell would he? I'm not getting paid for having to deal with all of you low-level crybabies in chat.

Ignihyde Mob B: Oi! I'm not some crybaby!

Ignihyde Mob C: Yeah, what the hell?! What kind of dorm head talks to their first years like that?!

(Murmurs start to stir in the crowd of new students)

Ignihyde Mob A: I can't believe all this. I can't believe that I actually was excited to be coming here to NRC when people like you two are the ones in charge of the dorms. Ignihyde Mob A: How's the dorm head even decided here, anyway? Is it really all just who your family is? Ignihyde Mob A: I bet that's it, isn't it? However much money your family makes, that gets your the seat at the head! Ignihyde Mob A: Well, I might not be rich, but I bet I could take the position of dorm head by force if I wanted! I'm already a hell of a mage as is!

Ignihyde Mob C: Hey, you're gonna need a vice dorm head too, aren't ya? Ignihyde Mob C: I bet being in charge would be a lotta fun, actually~ I'll be your backup if you're serious about this. If it's two to two, your odds are evened~

Ignihyde Mob B: I'm not all that interested in the power or anythin', but I guess I can throw my name into the ring too. Could be fun to go a few rounds with a real challenger for once.

Ignihyde Mob A: Haha, yeah! That's what I'm talkin' about~! Who else is with me?!

Phobos: That's enough.

(Phobos emerges from the crowd and stands before the crowd of Ignimobs)

Phobos: I'm done with listening to all this pointless barking. I think it's about time someone reminded you lot of who's really in charge here and why.

Ignihyde Mob A: Yeah? And who the hell are you supposed to be?

Phobos: Phobos Banner. Third in command for Ignihyde Dorm.

Ignihyde Mob A: Hah! So our dorm head’s so incompetent that he needs not only a second but a third vice dorm head in charge? That’s rich!

Ignihyde Mob C: Heh, we've only been here all of three seconds and I bet we could easily take him and claim the role of Dorm Head as our own.

Ignihyde Mob B: You idiots are just askin' for a manhandling. One of them, maybe we could take, but not all three of them.

Ignihyde Mob A: C'mon, puff out your chest! You're not really gonna let some half-competent seniors be the ones bossing us around for the next three years, are ya?!

Ignihyde Mob B: I mean I wouldn't mind having a bigger dorm to myself, that's for sure, but still-

Phobos: Haahh... If you all think you're such hot shit, then fine. Lets test your strength. I don't need backup to keep you all in line. Phobos: Now... Have your knees give out on the cold, bitter ground. Kneel, like dogs, before the one who bears the crown.

Ignihyde Mob C: Hah! What's this about? Some kind of poetry reading... ugh!

(The mobs suddenly start collapsing to the floor)

Ignihyde Mob A: W-What's...?! Ow- I can't move my legs...?!

Ignihyde Mob B: H-Hey, why me too...!? What the bloody hell are you doing to us..!?

Phobos: Weakness courses through quivering veins, body and mind submit. Your face hits steel, your mind assent. Phobos: Your heart beats weaker, lungs tighten. Blood flow hindered binds your thoughts. Amidst the fog, your life stays taut.

Ignihyde Mob C: N-Nghh... I can't... my arms are shaking... I c-can't keep my body up.

Ignihyde Mob B: Everything's... getting all hazy.

Phobos: Recognize your master. Know your place. Phobos: The voice that calls you, a light in the darkness. Your hand of salvation, from a life condemned. Phobos: Follow the flame, I'll show the way. Surrender your soul. Submit. Obey.

Ignihyde Mob A: S-Submit... obey...

Ignihyde Mob B: Submit... obey...

Ignihyde Mob C: Submit... obey...

Phobos: The voice that calls you demands your submission. Accept the call. Surrender yourself. Know your place.

Ignihyde Mobs: I surrender myself. I know my place.

Phobos: Good. Looks like you're starting to understand now who's in charge and why. Phobos: As the calm before the storm, so too does it follow. The weakness dissipates, blood flow circulates as it once was, air rushes back to weakened lungs. Phobos: Minds of clarity once restored, and bodies rushed anew with life light.

Ignihyde Mob A: (gasp!) W-What the hell just... Ugh, my head is spinning...

Ignihyde Mob B: I-I should've bloody known better than to get roped in with you two idiots...

Ignihyde Mob C: I feel like I just signed a contract written in blood... I'm just gonna live here on the floor forever now.

Phobos: Hmph... listen up, new blood. You think it’s all fun and games today because your dorm head disappeared when you expected him to be there. Phobos: He may not have made a public appearance today, but don’t for a second think that speaks to his abilities. He’s the dorm head for a reason. Phobos: Let this be a warning to all of you. Don’t fuck with us. Ignihyde dorm is in just as capable hands as any other dorm on campus. Phobos: And if you think I’m powerful, then you have no fucking clue what Ben is capable of, let alone Idia. Am I making myself clear?

Ignimobs: …...

Phobos: I said, am I making myself clear?

Ignimobs: Y-Yes sir!

Phobos: Good. Now shut up and pay attention to your dorm head. This is your only warning from me.

(Phobos departs from the crowd and leans against one of the nearby walls behind Ben and Idia)

Idia: Well… that was a little more intense than I thought day one would go. Looks like they finally quieted down for a change though. GG, Phobos.

Ben: Heheheh... I don't usually get to see him whip out his U.M. on somebody so publicly like this~ Ben: That coulda been a lot more fatal if he wanted it to be. You lot should be grateful you're first years. Next time, he might not be so forgiving~

Idia: I hate how much you enjoy watching him do that... if one of them actually dies because of him, I'm the one that has to clean up the mess... Idia: A-Anyway... it’s customary for each dorm to host a “welcoming feast” on night one, so that’s what we’re doing after the room assignment event's done. Idia: Catering should be here soon enough, so lets get this done and over with. Ben, you have the card keys, right?

Ben: Yeah, I got 'em right here. Ben: Alright, lets get this started! Whenever either me or Idia call your name from our list, come up and we’ll give you a map of the dorm layout and the card key for your dorm room. Ben: First on the list, we have…

(Time passes as the room quiets down, and the crowd begins to dissipate)

Phobos: Haah... Finally, some peace and quiet.

Ortho: Phobos Banner, may I have a word with you?

Phobos: ...What do you need?

Ortho: I just wanted to say thank you!

Phobos: Huh?

Ortho: Before, when you lectured my brother about his appearance to the ceremony… your words were harsh, but you spoke from a place of caring.

Phobos: The hell gave you that idea?

Ortho: You put a lot of importance onto the first impression of the newest members of our dorm, and on the memories they’ll be making when they arrive here. Ortho: You didn’t want them to have a bad first day; you wanted them to feel welcomed and optimistic when they came here. That shows you really do care about our dorm members and their time here at Night Raven College. Ortho: Though you were a bit rough with the first years when they began to revolt, you still acted only to incapacitate them temporarily, not to permanently injure them. Ortho: That resistance shows that you still care for them, and my brother's reputation, too.

Phobos: Tch… don’t get the wrong idea. Phobos: I don’t care about their time here… how they spend their life is none of my business. Phobos: I’m just not interested in some new blood getting cocky, causing problems, and trying to walk all over us upperclassmen. That’s all it is.

Ortho: Increased heart rate and sudden flushing of facial features. Abnormality in vital signs detected.

Phobos: S-Stop scanning my bio-readings! Ugh… Phobos: Just… tell Idia I’ll be waiting for my “payment” for taking care of things tonight. I’m going back to my room.

Ortho: Hehehe~ I’ll make sure to have him treat you well for all your hard work.

/ End

#ツイステッドワンダーランド #Twisted Wonderland #TWST #twst oc #oc #original character #soul writes #personal story #Phobos Banner #フォボス • バナー

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thoselethalarts · 23 days

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ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕠𝕤 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 - ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

(SR) Ceremony Robes (Part 1): "Don't Get the Wrong Idea"

(NRC: Exterior Hallway 2F)

(Before the Entrance Ceremony)

Phobos: Ngh… so much noise. Phobos: These ceremonies are such a pain… Everybody in every dorm stuffed into a single room just makes everything hot, loud, and cramped. I’m exhausted just thinking about it.

Ben: Yeah, that’s the entrance ceremony for ya. At least we won’t have to sit through it for very long.

Phobos: I’d rather not sit through it at all. I was having a really good nap when my alarm went off, and now I just wanna leave and crawl back into bed.

Ben: TBH, you probably could ditch if you wanted to. It looks like both our dorm head and Diasomnia’s are MIA too, so I doubt anyone would notice. Ben: As long as you don’t get caught by the headmaster or Heartslabyul’s Little Red Tyrant then I’m sure you’ll be okay~

Phobos: …

Ben: I’ll be fine, if you’re worried about me. I can handle the newbies on my own until Idia gets here.

Phobos: I wasn’t worried about you. I was thinking. Phobos: Draconia’s absence is typical, but it’s… odd that Idia just isn’t here at all. Ortho’s missing, too. Extra abnormal.

Ben: Yeah… it is kind of weird. Ben: He didn’t sound sick when I told him I was leaving for the ceremony, so I doubt it’s that. I wonder what the hold-up is.

Phobos: No idea. But if he’s not here then that puts the responsibility of the whole dorm on our shoulders, since we’re next in command. Phobos: I’m already tired and annoyed enough as is; I’m really not interested in dealing with this kind of responsibility right now.

Ben: Not like I’m exactly thrilled to be the next guy to take command either… since I’m “technically” the vice dorm head of Ignihyde whenever Idia isn’t around. Weary. Ben: If we wanna get our necks outta this then we might as well find them ourselves and make them come back. Ben: We don’t have the same weight to our names that the Shrouds have on our own, so if there’s two of us then that puts our urgency rank up a notch if we wanna ditch.

Phobos: True… I guess. Phobos: Ugh, this is such a pain in the ass… Whatever, lets just get it over with. I’m making Idia pay me back for wasting my time and energy for this.

(Ben and Phobos leave the Mirror Chamber and walk together toward Ignihyde)

(NRC: Interior Hallway 1F)

Phobos: …I doubt anything actually happened to him.

Ben: Hm? Ya think so?

Phobos: First and foremost, Idia is a pussy. Phobos: He talks mad shit to everyone around him, but he’s still a huge pussy. He’s probably pussying out right now like he always does when it comes to public speaking and decided to lock himself in his room to try and escape his responsibilities. Phobos: He’s so frickin’ predictable I’d even bet money that it’s what happened.

Ben: I’d honestly be stunned if he did. Like, I know his anxiety is bad but it’s usually not that bad… usually. Ben: But, if that is the case then you’re better at convincing him than I ever will be. Ben: You’re so smooth and charismatic compared to me~ You know exactly what to say to the big guy in charge to get his ass in gear~

Phobos: …And you’re a way better kiss-ass than I could ever pretend to be.

Ben: Have you seen my boyfriend? With an ego the size of his, it pays to be a good kiss-ass every once in a while.

Phobos: Got me on that one. Phobos: Speaking of kiss-ass, here come the boys in blue. Or at least one of them.

(Ben and Phobos meet with Ortho and Idia’s tablet in the middle of the walkway.)

Ortho: Ah-! Phobos Banner! Benjamin Walker! Hello! Ortho: Why are you going this way? The entrance ceremony is the other direction. Did you forget something important back at the dorm?

Phobos: Yeah, our whole-ass dorm head. Kind of important for him to be there too.

Idia (Tablet): Yeah yeah, we’re on the way now. Things are getting taken care of, so you don’t have to put any more stress on my shoulders than I already have weighing me down.

Phobos: …Really. Is that how you’re acting now? Phobos: The hell’s your damage, Idia? You’re seriously planning on showing up to the opening ceremony like that?

Idia: What, so now I’m failing your expectations too, am I? Might as well go for gold as a disappointment today since I’m already on pretty poggers bad route, I guess. Not like disappointing you was ever all that difficult, anyway. Idia: It doesn’t matter how I show up. I’m still here even if I’m not in person, and I’m still taking care of my “dorm head responsibilities” so it counts.

Phobos: Tch. Idia, you are pathetic.

Idia: That’s easy for you to say! I didn’t even want to become the dorm leader, I never asked for these kinds of responsibilities! Idia: You two aren’t any better than me. The only reason you two came looking for me and feigned concern is because you don’t wanna take control of the situation either, isn’t that right?

Ben: Tsk~ Are we that transparent?

Phobos: That’s irrelevant right now. Phobos: Point is that even if it’s a pain in the ass at least we’re making an effort to show our faces. Clearly you can’t even do that much.

Ortho: My brother is doing the best he can, Phobos Banner! And speaking on technicalities, he isn’t breaking any of the rules of Night Raven College. Ortho: According to the rules and regulations on the Night Raven College website and databases… Ortho: “Presence is mandatory to all college-wide assemblies and ceremonies, including the summoning ceremony at the beginning of the school year, unless dismissal is otherwise negotiated or the ceremony is postponed or dismissed.” Ortho: This “presence” is mandatory, but not stipulated on what a “presence” entails. So my brother attending the ceremony remotely is not against college rules-

Phobos: Ortho. Do us all a favor and shut the hell up.

Ortho: Wha- eh?

Phobos: Neither of you seem to understand the situation you’ve put all of us in, so I’m gonna clue you both in hard, right now. Phobos: Idia, I don’t know what the hell is your problem or what you’ve been through today, but I don’t really give a shit right now for whatever explanation you intend to dribble up about it. Phobos: You’re the head of the dorm. You’re the face of Ignihyde. Whether you like it or not, having that big fuckin’ room and having all that prestige comes with more than just a fistful of responsibilities. Phobos: It comes with a first impression that comes with you even before you show your face anywhere on campus.

Idia: Yeah, well I-

Phobos: Shut the fuck up and listen to me. Phobos: Every half-cocked wannabe mage that’s getting sorted into our dorm today is going to look around the room, see the heads of every dorm standing tall and proud before their banners… Phobos: And then they’re gonna see you. A whiny, pathetic waste of space that couldn’t even be bothered to show up properly to the most important occasion on campus. Phobos: “He must be so proud that he thinks he doesn’t have to show.” “He doesn’t he think we’re worth his time of day.” “Maybe he’s just a lazy bastard that can’t be bothered to put any effort in to his dorm.” Phobos: Like it or not, you’re the illustrious Idia Shroud, and the head of Ignihyde Dorm. Everyone already knows your name. Everyone’s already going to be looking at you and thinking you’re gonna be their new role model or leader in the years to come. Phobos: …or at least they were. Cuz now they’re all looking at you and your stupid little tablet and they’re all thinking that instead. You not showing up is probably the stupidest thing you could have done today.

Idia & Ortho: ……

Ben: Dude… you shouldn’t have done that. You’re not gonna convince either of them this way.

Phobos: He’s not going to be convinced, Ben. Open your eyes. Phobos: When he whips out his stupid little tablet, he’s already made up his mind. Might as well tell him now what shitty bed he’s made for himself than keep lying about it to make him feel better.

Ortho: …As much as I hate to say it, he does have a good point though, brother… Ortho: What are you going to do if one of our new dormmates causes problems at the entrance ceremony? Ortho: If you’re not here in person it’s going to be harder to keep people from acting out at the ceremony. Riddle Rosehearts might step in and act for you, and that won’t look good for our dorm either…

Idia: Whatever… Riddle already thinks poorly enough of me, and he’s made that much clear. And obviously, students acting up in our dorm isn’t something we need to be concerned about. Idia: When it comes to our dorm we tend to only attract the quiet, shy, and loner chara types that don’t kick up much noise. Idia: We don’t have nearly as many issues in that department compared to some of the more rough and loud dorms, so there’s probably no need to worry… probably.

Ortho: Still, on the off-chance that it does we’re not going to fare well if you’re not here to actually stop the conflict.

Idia: …Then we’ll have no choice but to send in our “backup”.

Ortho: “Backup”?

Idia: Which is to say… if by some small inconceivable chance that something does happen then you, Ben, and Phobos will take care of it, Ortho.

Ortho: Us…? You mean I get to be in charge now?! Hooray~!

Ben: Haaah… Despite everything, I still got left in command. Can’t escape my fate even if I tried.

Phobos: Hmph… You’re lucky Ben already did all the negotiations for you, Idia, otherwise I wouldn’t even be here. Phobos: You’d better pay me back for this when this is all over. I expect a reward after dealing with all this shit.

Idia: Yeah, yeah, you’ll get your reward, alright. Two large all-meat pizzas enough to satisfy you?

Phobos: …That’ll do.

Ben: Oh, oh! If we’re talking food, then throw in a Hawaiian pizza and some cinnamon twists too!

Idia: Done and done. Small price to pay to keep the n00bs in line, anyway.

/ To be continued…

#ツイステッドワンダーランド #Twisted Wonderland #TWST #twst oc #oc #original character #soul writes #personal story #Phobos Banner #フォボス • バナー

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I don't care if it's cringe, I'm making my CP x TWST crossover canon in my OC personal stories now and nobody can stop me 😤 Enjoy a guest appearance by one of them in this next one for Phobos 👀 When it goes up, that is

#'CP' short for creepypasta FYI #for those that remember that old post I made ages ago about that crossover that is #soul speaks

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thoselethalarts · 27 days

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ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕠𝕤 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 - ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

(SSR) Birthday Suit Up (Part 3): “Happy Birthday!”

(Ignihyde Dorm: Birthday Venue)

“Have you heard from your family?”

Phobos: Family? Well… no. Not that I have anyone to hear from, anyway.

“What do you mean?”

Phobos: I don’t have any family. Not anyone I’m still in touch with, anyway. Phobos: I haven’t had anyone like that in my life for… maybe around four or five years now.

“Oh… my condolences.”

Phobos: It’s fine. I’m not bothered by it. It’s a natural question to ask, anyway.

“Could you tell us about what your family was like?”

Phobos: Hm… Well, the only person I think I’d ever be able to call my family was my previous “caretaker”, as it were.

Phobos: His name was Theodore Banner. A twenty-something that adopted me when my parents were no longer in the picture. Phobos: He was a typical guy. Worked and lost multiple dead-end jobs, ordered lots of takeout, played video games and watched mind-numbing amounts of TV, cycled through girlfriends faster than he changed socks. You get the drift. Phobos: I lived with him in his apartment through my youth. He was kind of annoying, all things considered. Fed me almost the same thing every day, these bland and soggy meals from a can… Would never let me eat the same thing he did. Phobos: He gave me this stupid little nickname, too… ugh. The first thing I did after I left was leave that behind. Phobos: I resented him for all that… still do to some degree. But he wasn’t a bad person, I guess. Just annoying.

“What happened to him?”

Phobos: Well… let’s just say that when my magic first started to develop, he got a little too excited about it. Phobos: He thought my powers were astounding, and all he wanted to parade me around like some kind of show pony to all his friends and fickle lovers. It was humiliating. Phobos: Not to mention even though I was then seemingly more attractive to him as a newfound magical being, he still refused to change my meals to something better. Can you believe that shit? Phobos: When I realized I was strong enough and smart enough to take care of myself and live on my own… I decided it was time to cut ties with him. Phobos: So that’s what I did. I cut my ties with him. Phobos: Since then I’ve been bouncing from place to place, finding little niches of my own. Phobos: Everyone I tell that to thinks it’s a depressing way to live, but honestly I’m quite content. Living in one place for too long makes me feel too trapped and confined. Phobos: Moving around feels good. It feels freeing. For now I’m here at NRC, and I live in the dorms, but when I graduate I’ll just keep moving unless I find something worthwhile to make a home.

“Do you have any plans for the future?”

Phobos: Work on building my brand online and finding some stable customers, mostly. Phobos: There’s a big market out there for my current career. People want people like me, that will do the dirty work for them with no questions asked and money up front. All I have to do is get my name out in the right circles and I’ll be set. Phobos: Other than that, I’m just going to keep living the way I’ve been living: taking it day by day and seeing where life takes me.

“Thank you for your time, and happy birthday again!”

/ End

#ツイステッドワンダーランド #Twisted Wonderland #TWST #twst oc #oc #original character #soul writes #personal story #Phobos Banner #フォボス • バナー

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thoselethalarts · 27 days

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ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕠𝕤 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 - ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

(SSR) Birthday Suit Up (Part 2): “Happy Birthday!”

(Ignihyde Dorm: Birthday Venue)

“Do you have anything that you do in your free time?”

Phobos: Mm... just usual stuff, I think. Phobos: I eat, sleep, work, eat some more, sunbathe, take a nap, play video games... Well, I guess that last daily point is more interesting than the ones before it.

“Certainly! What kind of video games do you play?”

Phobos: A little bit of everything, I guess. Though my favorite genres are usually racing games, platformers, rhythm games, and first person shooters. Phobos: More than just playing them though... I like collecting them. Especially the really old, retro, and out of print ones.

“Is there a reason you like collecting them?”

Phobos: Well... how do I put this. Phobos: I saw an article recently. It said “87% of classic games are now officially out of print”. Video games haven't even been around that long, and already almost all of the original games are completely unavailable to play. Phobos: You might ask “why?” The answer’s the most simple one… greed. Phobos: Humans are greedy creatures. They lie, cheat, and steal from each other constantly. And when they come together to create something “new” and “innovative” in the world of technology, they obsess over it and hoard it relentlessly. Phobos: The corporations that made all those old games have made it so you can’t buy them anymore on purpose. They want to hoard their achievements and drive up their value so they can sell them to you all over again for twice or thrice the original cost. Phobos: Imagine if that's how written history worked. If suddenly out of nowhere around 80-90% of all human history suddenly vanished forever, all because some corporation decided it didn’t want you to be able to read or learn anymore. Phobos: Classic literature, art history, world news. All just gone in the blink of an eye. It’s what happens when libraries burn down and cities are destroyed, yet people see no problem when video games suddenly aren’t able to be experienced anymore. Phobos: Someday all those games might be gone for good, and people like me- the collectors -we’ll be the only ones with working copies left to play. Phobos: That being said… collecting them isn’t the only thing I like to do. I’ve been getting into learning how to make my own cartridges lately. Phobos: It’s almost of an art, really… working with the old circuitry, learning how they burned the old games onto them, and even putting the plastic together feels good. Phobos: I’m starting with some of my old favorites, just to see if I can get them to work. If I can make them boot and play them to completion without any issues, then that means I can keep making more. Phobos: I’d ideally like to learn how to burn older games onto newer formats, too. Taking an older game and making it work on newer software could be a lot of fun.

“Isn’t that… illegal?”

Phobos: No. It’s only illegal if you distribute them. Phobos: I’ve already bought everything I own, and making copies of things you buy isn’t illegal as long as you’re just keeping them to yourself. Phobos: …Keep this off your written record though. If you are interested in any of the games I have, or maybe testing some of my experimental burns… I just might be able to make you a copy or two. You know, for a price.

/ To Be Continued…

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thoselethalarts · 27 days

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ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕠𝕤 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 - ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

(SSR) Birthday Suit Up (Part 1): “Happy Birthday!”

(Ignihyde Dorm: Birthday Venue)

NRC Newspaper Birthday Interviews ~Phobos Edition~

> Happy Birthday!

Phobos: Oh. Thanks.

Phobos: ……

“Is something wrong?”

Phobos: Nothing’s wrong. Today’s just been… exhausting. Phobos: Everywhere I’ve gone today has been noise and fanfare. It’s got me so drained. Phobos: I’ll be fine for a little longer if you wanna do your interview thing. I’m just gonna go take a nap after.

“Let’s begin, then.” “As a nekomata, is it true that your abilities with magic are stronger than most?”

Phobos: Huh. You really don’t pull any punches when you ask your questions, do ya. Phobos: It’s true, creatures of my breed usually have exceptional magical prowess. I’m not really an exception to that rule. Phobos: I doubt that I'm good enough to be considered “one of the strongest mages in the world” though. Even if I am, I’m not interested in the fame that comes with it, either. Phobos: Fame comes with too many downsides. Any benefit that comes with it is immediately not worth it when you think of all the things you lose in exchange. Phobos: Look at Malleus, for example. Everyone respects him. Fears him. Worships him. They either avoid him everywhere he goes or grovel at his feet for his blessing. Phobos: That just sounds like a pain in the ass… imagine trying to buy a pizza and the minute you say your name the person on the other line either freezes in fear or hangs up on you. Phobos: Or heaven forbid the delivery driver shows up and starts fumbling with your order because the sight of you makes him shit his pants on sight. Phobos: That’s not the life for me. Magic is magic, life is life. I’ll let my skills speak for themselves, but I’m not interested in letting them change my life or reputation.

“Do you have any magic in particular that you excel at?”

Phobos: Hm… fire magic, I guess. Phobos: I’m not exactly unskilled with other elements, but fire seems to come naturally to me. It always has. Phobos: I do have some skill with transformative magic as well. Again, just comes naturally with my breed. Phobos: That said, I’m not exactly a shapeshifter. The forms I can change into are pretty limited. But, I can hold them for pretty long periods of time with no problems at all. Phobos: I have this form in front of you, for example. I can also appear more human if I need to by getting rid of the ears and tails. It feels weird when I do that though, so I don't really like to. Phobos: I can also turn into one hell of a beast that’d knock the roof off this place, literally. Phobos: Teeth like swords, claws that burn through steel, and fur so thick that magic couldn’t chew through it if it tried. Phobos: I know I said the fame isn’t worth it, but sometimes it’d be nice to have an excuse to intimidate a motherfucker as something from their worst nightmares. I can see the appeal there, at least. Phobos: But anyway, if I wanted to be anything more than that, I’d need some kind of transformation potion. Just like anyone else.

“Do you have a regular cat form you take on too? If so, can we see it?”

Phobos: …Next question.

/ To Be Continued…

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thoselethalarts · 28 days

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Happy Birthday Phobos! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Tomorrow (3/28) is Phobos’s birthday! In commemoration of said event, he’s getting his own fancy little birthday card and a matching SSR story in a set of three that will be releasing on the day of!

Be sure to save up your gems for this awesome catboy coming soon to a gatcha near you~

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thoselethalarts · 1 month

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Starting a new archive! I already made the first year anniversary BG for TWST, but neglected to make the second and third year ones after they were released since I didn't think they were super important. But, I've decided to change that now, so here are all the TWST Anniversary SR backgrounds!

I'll be periodically updating this post with more as they're released, so be sure to check back as the game goes on 😊 I hope this helps whomever was needing them

|| Dorm Card Blanks: Pt 1 | Pt 2 ||

|| SR Event Cards: Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 (Tsum) || Pt 4 (Anni)

|| Birthday Card Blanks || Birthday Union Blanks ||

|| Bloomquet Blanks || Platinum Jacket Blanks ||

#ツイステッドワンダーランド #Twisted Wonderland #TWST #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #octavinelle #scarabia #pomefiore #ignihyde #diasomnia #NRC #night raven college #event #event cards

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thoselethalarts · 1 month

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ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕠𝕤 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 - ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

(SR) Lab Coats (Part 2): "It’d Make This Exchange a Lot Less Fun."

(Ignihyde Dorm: Lounge)

(Phobos appears to be working on something intently. A gentle hissing noise and smoke is wafting up from before him as he’s leaning over one of the tables in the lounge)

Phobos: Hm…

Ignihyde Mob A: Well? How’s she lookin’?

Phobos: …Pretty sure that’s about it. Just needs to get cleaned up a bit and it’ll be good to go.

(Phobos holds up the finished piece: a freshly printed and soldered circuit board.)

Phobos: Here it is. Should fit right in place to where the old one was installed in the server bay.

Ignihyde Mob A: That’s so cool…! I didn’t know you could just make those so easily!

Phobos: It’s not that hard. Just takes some time to learn how to do, like any other skill. Phobos: All that’s left to do is let it cool and plug it back in. Let Idia know I’m gonna have that server back in working order soon enough.

Ignihyde Mob A: Yeah, for sure!

(The mob student takes off down the hall)

Ortho: That’s impressive work, Phobos Banner! You almost can’t tell the difference between the old circuit board and the new one, outside of the damage to the previous component of course.

Phobos: It better be impressive. I’ve been doing this for long enough that I’d hope my skills would translate to a print this simple at the very least.

Ortho: I’m a little surprised that you were able to make this circuit board without any assistance or machinery outside of an iron and a soldering gun. Ortho: With my “Precision Gear” equipped I’m capable of performing many intricate and minute tasks that would be difficult or otherwise impossible for a human hand to perform. Ortho: It has many tools and accessories that make it especially well-equipped for handling various medical procedures, but it can also easily be used for mechanical inspection and repair as well. Ortho: My brother requested me to assist you with this task for this reason, but… aside from fetching you a few requested items, you hardly needed my help at all.

Phobos: Like I said, I’ve got experience with this sort of thing. I’ve been doing this for years now since I started learning how to build my own electronics from scratch. Phobos: It helps to not have “human eyes”, too. My vision is better than most peoples’ in this dorm, easily.

Ortho: This is true! Your hands are quite steady too. You’re practically made for this kind of work!

Phobos: Heh… Appreciate the compliment. Phobos: Anyway, I’m gonna start cleaning up my materials. Since you have the small hands for it, why don’t you take this circuit board and reinstall it for me back in the server for me.

(The sound of footsteps clack against the floor as someone approaches Phobos from afar.)

Rook: Bonjour! Rook: I apologize for the delay, Roi du Poison required my steadfast presence and I could never say no to his demand.

Ortho: Oh! Good afternoon, Rook Hunt!

Rook: Monsieur Doll, a pleasure as always, as well~

Phobos: You actually showed up, huh. You really must have a death wish.

Rook: If it is by your hand it would be a death worth having experienced. I must admit, I’ve become slightly addicted to your penmanship.

Phobos: Ugh… Don’t make this weird. Here.

(Phobos hands a folded piece of paper to Rook)

Phobos: You remember our rules, right?

Rook: Oui.

Phobos: Good. Go ahead and read it whenever you want, then.

Ortho: Eh? A piece of paper?

Rook: Oui, but it is not just a simple piece of paper. Rook: Written upon its surface is a delightful dance of poetry and prose, with words so tantalizingly powerful they rewire the very fabric of your being. Rook: Never before have such simple words ever shaken me to my very core, hijacking my very essence and liberating my being from the very shackles of life to bring me momentarily to the edge of nirvana. Rook: It’s truly an artistry! A rush of adrenaline, of life, like none I have ever experienced before!

Ortho: Really?! Phobos Banner, I had no idea you were such a poet!

Phobos: …It’s not exactly like that.

Ortho: Aw, but Rook Hunt seems to really admire your talent! I’d love to read some of your work, too!

Phobos: You- …Actually. I’ll think about it. It’d be interesting to see what a non-human reaction would be to it. Phobos: Speaking of- you before said your currently equipped body is best suited for medical assistance. Do me a favor and stick around for a minute.

Ortho: Oh? Is something the matter? Are you feeling ill?

Rook: Ugh-!

(Rook collapses to the floor with a thud)

Ortho: Uwa?!

Phobos: No, but he probably is.

Ortho: Rook Hunt! What happened?! Ortho: Commencing emergency bio-scans. Ortho: Oxygen levels decreasing rapidly. Blood pressure levels dropping to dangerously low levels. Cause of emergency appears to be caused by sudden seizure of lung muscles. Ortho: No viral presence detected. No venomous presence detected. Ortho: Commencing emergency resuscitation.

Phobos: That won’t be necessary, Ortho. He’ll be fine.

Ortho: Wha-?! He’s going into shock, Phobos Banner! He’s very much not-!

Rook: (Gasps, then coughs roughly) It is... okay, Monsieur Doll... I am okay.

Ortho: Ah!! Rook Hunt! You’re… okay? Ortho: Scanning… Blood oxygen levels normalizing. Blood pressure levels normalizing. Lung function normalizing. Ortho: How is this possible…? I’ve never heard of the human body recovering from shock this quickly before. Ortho: This note…

(Ortho picks up the note Phobos previously gave to Ortho and begins reading from it)

Ortho: “The body and mind intertwine; two halves are now one whole. The mind becomes acutely aware of the body’s breath. The mind becomes aware that it must think in order for the body to breathe.” Ortho: “The mind detests its exhaustion. Detests the command to further breath. Detests that it must process an unconscious action in order to sustain the body’s life. Lecherous and co-dependent, a leech that takes and never returns.” Ortho: “The mind sets flame to its bridge to sever this connection of perceived toxicity. The mind seizes the body’s muscles, focuses on the chest, to stop the churning of oxygen through blood and flesh.” Ortho: “Ribbons of capillaries tie together into knots, unable to be separated. Serpents intertwine in a delirious dance of death.” Ortho: “In its fit of perceived righteousness the mind realizes still that the body and mind are one, and should one fall, the other shall follow.” Ortho: “The bridge is only just alight, flames lick shallow against the boards that hold its weight against the pull of gravity. The mind stomps the flames into the dirt. The bridge is left unburnt.” Ortho: “Ribbons untangle, deadly lovers separate from their dance. Air and blood flow free through muscle and bone.” Ortho: “The mind and body become two halves once again. The mind is no longer aware of the body’s presence. Perceived co-dependence fades into hazy memories.” Ortho: “Memories drift listlessly, ash in the wind trickling from the boards of a once-charred bridge.” Ortho: This is… ah!

Rook: Ohh, Phobos… you’re a truly dastardly devil. Your words hold such power, such conviction. My body cannot help but follow each delicate letter’s command so tentatively.

Ortho: You-! Phobos Banner! You used magic against Rook Hunt through the words written on this note! Ortho: You could have killed him! This is no better than if you had poisoned his drink and watched him collapse in front of you!

Phobos: Relax, Ortho. I’m not going to kill him. It’d make this exchange a lot less fun if I did. Phobos: My unique magic “Terror Black” doesn’t take effect unless the entirety of the contained message is read in full. If he at least glosses over the fail-safe I included at the end he’ll be fine. Phobos: Granted, I haven’t tested on what happens when I rip part of the message out of the original text… Hey Rook, I think I have an idea for a new abstract work I think will really take your breath away.

Rook: Tease me not, I can only become so enraptured in you before it becomes truly detrimental to my health.

Ortho: Rook Hunt, for the sake of your health I must recommend you not to continue in this reckless behavior.

Rook: Non, non… Monsieur Doll, despite your lively attitude you’ve yet to understand that which a human heart truly craves.

Ortho: Eh…?

Rook: The human heart craves beauty and artistry that truly envelops its entire being. True art and beauty can still the senses, numb pain, and steal away the body’s consciousness in a trance. Rook: I’ve never before in my life experienced such art that was able to perform this duty so literally… I feel fortunate that I was able to find someone so beautifully talented! Rook: Besides… it would betray my hunter’s blood to back away from a deadly challenge such as this. I must see this path through to the end, otherwise I’d never find the satisfaction I so dearly crave.

Ortho: I suppose so, but still… this seems to be too illogically dangerous for me to recommend at all in good faith.

Phobos: I’m not forcing him to take part in it; he can stop whenever he wants. Phobos: But… if you’re still interested in reading some of my “poetry”, Ortho, I can write you something special, just for your eyes only. Phobos: I’m a little more than interested to see how a machine might react to something I usually only let human eyes see.

Ortho: I’ll have to decline. Now that I know your intentions, I can’t find any merit in taking part in such an experiment.

Phobos: Eh. Offer’s on the table if you change your mind. I'm not gonna hurt you. Just... poke around a little on the insides. That's what this is all about. Phobos: I know my way around machines way more than I know my way around human skin. If there’s anything you could trust me with, it’s your safety. Phobos: You saw my handiwork earlier, at any rate. If there’s a couple things I’m skilled in tinkering with, it’s chemicals and circuitry.

/ End

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thoselethalarts · 1 month

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ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕠𝕤 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 - ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

(SR) Lab Coats (Part 1): "It’d Make This Exchange a Lot Less Fun."

(NRC: Library)

Phobos: Different types of poisons affect the body in different ways. Phobos: Some of them work through the nervous system... attacking the body’s nerves, causing muscles to seize, the brain to fry, and the heart to stop beating. Phobos: Others work through the circulatory system, causing the blood to coagulate within the veins and cause internal congestion. The victim is likely to die of a stroke or heart attack through this methodology. Phobos: Still, others are more corrosive. They eat away at the internals of the victim, dissolving muscle and flesh, causing internal hemorrhaging and decay. The victim is more likely to bleed out when they can’t stop the corrosion. Phobos: With that in mind, the real question is… what of these methods are capable of being replicated without the actual presence of poison? Phobos: Coagulation and nervous attack, possibly, though I doubt corrosion would be… Unless somehow the body could be forced to produce more powerful stomach acid, maybe. Hm…

Rook: What plans are circling your mind, Monsieur Malicieux?

Phobos: -! I don’t like that you could sneak up on me like that.

Rook: Even a novice hunter always knows how to silence his footsteps when stalking his prey~ Rook: Oya… are you studying poisons?

Phobos: None of your business, leave me alone.

Rook: Ooh la la, but if this is part of your studies, I could be more than a worthy partner in your quest for knowledge! Rook: As a member of the science club, and vice dorm head of Pomefiore, poisons are something I have a great deal of confidence in knowing.

Phobos: …I’m not studying poisons. I’m studying biology.

Rook: Even better! As a hunter of hearts and beasts I do have keen knowledge in biology as well-

Phobos: I didn’t ask for your input! I told you, I’m fine! Phobos: Tch... If you’re so adamant to butt into my business and leap into the jaws of death, then fine. How about you be my "lab partner" then?

Rook: Gladly! I'd be more than happy to assist you with whatever you need. I've always wanted to spend more time with you~

(Phobos rips a piece of paper from his notebook and begins scribbling something down upon the page.)

Rook: Hmm? Is that poetry you’re composing? Rook: “Cursed eyes gazing upon this page-”

Phobos: Rule number one: Don’t read this out loud.

Rook: Oh?

Phobos: Rule number two: Don’t read this until I’m finished writing this. Phobos: Rule number three: When you’re finished reading this, give it back to me immediately. Phobos: Rule number four: Report to me everything you felt after reading this note. Phobos: If you’re gonna keep annoying me, these are the rules you’ll be following for our experiment. You will ask no questions, and you’ll tell no souls about what we did today. Got it?

Rook: Oui. I’m now very much intrigued to see where your plans lie~

Phobos: Hmph… Here. Now you can read it. Silently.

Rook: Very well. Let me see~ Rook: ………?! A-Ah… what is…?

Phobos: Finished?

Rook: Oui, my… my heart is…? Rook: Haah… what a fascinating sensation.

Phobos: Rule number four, Rook. Status report.

Rook: Hmmh… I could… feel my heart palpitate with strain, every muscle in my chest tightening like a vice, before very gently and suddenly releasing. Rook: Like the claws of a beast had torn its way through my ribs and clenched my very heart within my chest… before quietly granting mercy and releasing its grip… Rook: W-What a powerful reaction. Your prose shook me to my core, stronger than any poison I’d ever experienced before. That was… exhilarating~

Phobos: Keep that part to yourself. I don't need to hear it. Phobos: But, that all but confirmed my suspicions in one regard... Phobos: Poison doesn’t need to even attack the human nervous system, it just needs to command the nerves to do what it wants… to turn the body against itself and go in for the kill. Phobos: Generally speaking, poisons use chemical compounds to command the body to do its bidding. The chemicals don’t need to be present for the reaction to occur, as long as the body can generate the end result needed on their own. Phobos: Chemicals are words; words command the body to self-immolate… Perfect. Phobos: Alright, guinea pig, you’re dismissed.

Rook: Oui~ I look forward to helping you with your studies again, Monsieur Malicieux~

(Rook walks away, footsteps heavy and unsteady.)

Phobos: Hmph… Not exactly happy with someone having an insight to my power and walking away scott-free, but it’s hard to say no to a willing guinea pig. Phobos: A stupid, willing victim… The easiest toy to play with the inner mechanisms of. Phobos: Heh… Heheheh… Keep jumping into the jaws of death, little mouse. I can’t wait to tear you apart, piece by piece.

/ To be continued…

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thoselethalarts · 2 months

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ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕠𝕤 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 - ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

(R) Gym Uniform: "I’m not gonna stop you."

(NRC: Sports Field)

(Track and Field Club Meeting)

(Fweeet!)

Vargas: Alright, everyone! While I hate to interrupt your ongoing muscle development I have a brief announcement to make. Vargas: I have a staff meeting I’ve been called to attend this afternoon. In my absence, I'll be having Phobos here in charge of overseeing everyone. If you need anything, please report to him.

Phobos: …Understood.

Vargas: Excellent! That is all, carry on with your practice and training

(Vargas leaves the club, footsteps crunching against the grass as he goes.)

Phobos: …’Kay, you heard him, carry on with whatever. I’ll be over here.

(Phobos walks away from the remaining group and lays down beneath a nearby tree)

Savana Mob A: Tch- Why’d coach put HIM in charge? He barely does anything all day when we have club meetings!

Pome Mob A: Truly! Even now he’s just gone off to loaf about in the shade and play on his phone! If there’s anyone that doesn’t take this club seriously, it’s him!

Scara Mob A: It’s always the Ignihydes, man… Lazy geeks, all of them. Why’s he even here in the first place?

Jack: Hmph. It doesn’t matter who’s put in charge. The most Coach Vargas does when he’s here is time us on circuit runs and tell us to “go faster”, anyway. Jack: Besides, there’s no point in arguing when it’s not going to change anything.

Deuce: True… though I will agree it doesn’t exactly leave a good image when our substitute coach is basically lounging while the rest of us work our butts off in the sun.

Phobos: …Oi. You know I can hear you all from over here. I said “carry on”.

Savana Mob A: Yeah?! And what’re you gonna do about it if we don’t? Savana Mob A: All ya do all day is sit around and do nothin’! What’re you gonna do if we ditch?

Pome Mob A: With a physique like yours I doubt you could stop us from leaving, let alone catch up with us if we try and run.

Scara Mob A: Yeah, yeah! What’re you gonna do about it if we try~?

Phobos: …Nothing.

Scara Mob A: Yeah! That’s what I- …Wait what? Scara Mob A: Aren’t you gonna, ya know. Try and stop us?

Phobos: I don’t care what you do. If you wanna leave so bad, then leave. That’s your decision to make, not mine.

Savana Mob A: Uh… I mean I guess that’s true, but… aren’t you supposed to be the substitute coach? Aren’t you gonna, you know, keep us corralled?

Phobos: What am I, your babysitter? Do you want me to change your diapers and bottle feed you too while I’m at it?

Savana Mob A: Wh-! What was that?!

Pome Mob A: How dare you say that sort of thing to us?!

Phobos: I dare because you three are acting like dumb babies and I’m not in the mood to play your stupid, petty game of defiance. Phobos: You’re the ones that decided to join this club in the first place, so it’s your choice if you wanna show up or ditch. It always has been. I don’t give a rats ass what you do. Phobos: Stay and train, or fuck off and do whatever you want. I don't care how you spend your free time. Just make a decision and leave me alone.

Savana Mob A: Tch! Wise ass. I’m leavin’ then.

Phobos: Okay. Bye.

Pome Mob: Me too!

Savana Mob: Yeah, I’m done with this. I’m outta here.

Phobos: What part of “fuck off” and “leave me alone” did you not understand? Just shut up and go if you’re going. Assholes.

(The three mob students leave, trudging away through the field)

Hearts Mob A: He didn’t even bother to stop them…?! Is he allowed to just let that happen…?!

Hearts Mob B: I mean I guess he’s not technically wrong… he’s just here to coach us if we need it, not keep us from leaving…

Savana Mob B: Ugh, his mood is putting a serious damper on mine. I think I’m gonna take a nap or something.

Deuce: Should we be worried? It looks like at least half the club is gonna ditch at this rate.

Jack: (sigh) ...While I'm not a fan of his attitude I guess he's kind of right. Jack: I joined this club because I wanted to. I'm here because I want to. If I didn't want to be here, I just wouldn't be.

Deuce: True... It's not really up to others for me to be a good student and club member. Deuce: Lets just get to it, then. Laps aren't gonna run themselves.

Jack: Right. I'll go get the stopwatch then. Jack: Hm...?

Deuce: -? What's up?

Jack: I can’t find the stopwatch… Did it get misplaced?

Deuce: Oh. Yeah, I have no idea where it went. Maybe Coach Vargas took it with him by accident?

Jack: Maybe… Well, now I’m not sure what to do. I left my phone in the locker room, and that’s the only other stopwatch I can think of.

Deuce: Hm… Hang on, I have an idea.

(Deuce approaches Phobos)

Deuce: Hey, uh, Phobos, can I ask a favor?

Phobos: Yeah.

Deuce: Someone misplaced the stopwatch and we need it to time our runs. Can you use your phone to time us?

Phobos: No need. Vargas left me with one before he left. I’ll time you both with that.

Deuce: Oh! That’s perfect then, thank you!

Phobos: Mhm, no prob. Hang on. lemmie get up 'n I'll time you guys. Phobos: So I’m guessing you both already have an idea of what kind of circuit you’re going to do.

Jack: I wanted to work on my short burst sprints. I already do fine with the longer ones, so now I want to perfect my time as best I can.

Phobos: That so… With confidence like that I’m guessing you’ve already done short burst races then.

Jack: Hm? What do you mean?

Phobos: …or maybe not. Alright then. Phobos: You do what you want, I’m not gonna stop you, but if you wanna see the most improvement in your time, you should consider doing some racing every once in a while, too.

Deuce: Racing? Like, between each other? How will that improve our times?

Phobos: Well, logically, your time will only get so much better if you’re sprinting on your own. It’s borderline impossible for you to judge how fast you’re going when you’re just doing the same thing over and over again. Phobos: You’ll get better times if you get the chance to actually compete and compare yourself to someone else alongside you. Phobos: Having a rival is good, cuz it’ll help you both get better at the same time. That's how I got my good times when I was still a noob-ass first year.

Deuce: Oh, I guess I never thought of it that way. Let’s try it, then!

Jack: I’m interested, too. Let's give it a shot.

Phobos: Alright. Both of you line up and get ready, and I’ll meet you at the finish line.

Jack & Deuce: Yes sir!

Phobos: ...Don't call me "sir". That feels weird. Whatever...

(They both go to line up, and Phobos walks several yards away from them)

Phobos: Alright. On your marks. Get set…

(Fweet!!)

(Jack and Deuce both take off soaring down the track together, footsteps pounding against the dirt)

Phobos: Time. That’s a good sprint, you both. Phobos: Your times are-

Deuce: HOO-AAAGH! That felt AWESOME! I really did feel like I was going faster!!

Jack: You’re a damn good runner, Deuce! I felt like that was the first time I really felt a good drive to go harder than usual.

Phobos: ...Heh. Told ya. Rivalry’s good, especially in a sport like this.

Deuce: Can we go again?!

Phobos: Uh- Well, yeah. I’m not gonna stop you. You wanna know your times first though, I assume…?

Deuce: Oh-! Right! I got so fired up for a second that I forgot we actually were doing this to get better times.

Phobos: No problem. So it looks like your times are…

Hearts Mob A: Huh? Are they doing races over there now?

Savana Mob B: Wait, did you say race?! I wanna race! Nevermind napping, I wanna do that, that sounds fun! Savana Mob B: Hey, hey coach! Mind if I join too?

Hearts Mob B: Wait! Me too, please!

Scara Mob B: If there’s room for more, I’d like in too please…!

Phobos: Alright, alright, settle the hell down. Phobos: We only have so many lanes on the track, so if all of you want in then we’ll have to split you all up into different groups… Phobos: Everyone that wants in on racing come over and line up. I’ll decide the groups, then you’ll all take your spaces on the track when it’s your turn to run. Got it?

Everyone: Yes, Coach Banner!

Phobos: …and don’t call me Coach Banner, that also makes me feel weird. It’s just Phobos. Just call me Phobos and nothing else. Sheesh…

/ End

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ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕠𝕤 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 - ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

(R) School Uniform: "This is how good business works."

(NRC: Library)

(Two students enter the library. Nyx is sitting at the front desk, wearing a purple vest with gold trim that says “Student Assistant” on the left side of his chest.)

Nyx: Hey, welcome in.

Scarabia Mob: Hey dude! We need access to the restricted section upstairs.

Nyx: Restricted section? Sorry, but someone’s up there already. You’re gonna have to wait until he comes down, first.

Scarabia Mob: Actually… we’re here to see him, if ya catch my drift.

Nyx: Oh, right right. In that case, follow me. I’ll unlock it for you.

Scarabia Mob: Sweet! Thanks dude!

Nyx: Yeah, no problem.

(Nyx gets up from the front desk and the two mob students follow him upstairs.)

Ignihyde Mob: Dude… where the hell are you taking me? Why are we going back into the restricted section of the library?

Scarabia Mob: Just trust me on this, man! This guy is the real deal. Scarabia Mob: He’s never done me wrong before. And all he asks for is money up front, unlike that sketchy ass Azul who’d ask for your soul and first-born child.

Ignihyde Mob: I dunno, man, I think I’d be better off just figuring this out on my own…

Scarabia Mob: It’s okay, dude! Just give him a chance. Hear out his rates, and then you can say no after, okay?

Ignihyde Mob: Alright, alright, fine...

(NRC: Library – Restricted Section)

Nyx: He’s usually in the back to the right. Head to the 610’s, he should be there. Just check in to the front desk when you’re done so I can check you off the visitor’s list.

Scarabia Mob: Thanks man!

Ignihyde Mob: Th-Thanks…

(The two mob students walk to the back of the restricted section, where Phobos is set up with his laptop)

Scarabia Mob: Hey Phobos! My man here’s in a bit of a pickle, thought maybe he could talk to you about “taking care” of it for him.

Phobos: ……

Ignihyde Mob: -! Phobos...?!

Scarabia Mob: Oh, you know him already? Well, guess you guys are in the same dorm, huh. Scarabia Mob: Hey, go on, man! Tell him what you need. Remember what I told ya, the more detail the better. It’ll make his job easier.

Ignihyde Mob: Shit- alright, okay…! U-Uh… So there’s this guy in my class that’s kinda being a real dick to me. Ignihyde Mob: He keeps getting up in my business! Asking me all these invasive-ass questions about my life, pretending to be my friend and act all buddy-buddy with me… Ignihyde Mob: And on top of that, I think he’s setting me up to be the culprit in a bunch of bullshit that’s been happening across campus! Ignihyde Mob: You know the other day when all that food went missing from the staff lounge and the cafeteria? And after that they said test questions disappeared from the office and they said security saw me going in and taking it? Ignihyde Mob: That’s totally impossible! I was in my dorm sick with a fever when it happened! I think that guy set me up for it! He’s got faculty and security searching my room and breathing down my neck, and I can’t take it anymore!

Phobos: …Name.

Ignihyde Mob: W-Wha? Mine? My name is-

Phobos: Not yours, his. I need a name for me to do my job. I’m not some miracle worker. Phobos: Give me his name, his class number, student ID, or something, I don’t care what. More details the better.

Ignihyde Mob: Ah- w-well, I don’t actually know his name, but I can tell you a little bit about him. Ignihyde Mob: He’s in Diasomnia. A first year, like me. Class 1-B. He’s kinda tall, hair’s in an undercut, dyed white on top... Ignihyde Mob: Is that enough…?

Phobos: Yeah. I can work with that.

Ignihyde Mob: Whew… Thanks-

Phobos: 2,000,000.

Ignihyde Mob: Eh?

Phobos: 2,000,000 Madol. Gimmie the cash and I’ll make him disappear.

Ignihyde Mob: D-Disappear…?! I-I don’t have that kind of cash, and I don’t want him to disappear! That’d only get me in even more trouble! Ignihyde Mob: I just want him to leave me alone. My friend told me you can do that, right? That's all that I want.

Phobos: You didn’t specify what you wanted from me. Chill. Phobos: If it’s just a lesson you want taught that’s 20,000 Madol. Take it or leave it. I don’t do anything unless you pay up front.

Ignihyde Mob: Ugh…

Scarabia Mob: I’m tellin’ you man, it’s the real deal. Scarabia Mob: Remember that guy that was messing with my locker and stealing stuff out of my room? He avoids me like the plague now after I got Phobos to deal with him.

Ignihyde Mob: That’s all my allowance for the rest of the semester though… Ignihyde Mob: Man- Alright, fine. You’ve got a deal. B-But I need to get the cash from my room. I don’t ever carry that much money on me.

Phobos: I’m here til 8:00pm when the library closes. If you don’t get here before then… well, now you know where to find me.

Ignihyde Mob: F-Fine. C’mon man, lets go.

(The two mob students turn to leave, leaving Phobos alone in the Restricted Section)

Phobos: ……

(Phobos dials someone on his phone)

???: Heyo.

Phobos: It’s Phobos. That guy you’ve been bothering this time finally came to see me.

???: Hahaha! No shit?! Oh, that’s rich~ I was wondering when he’d finally have enough. It was taking so long I was starting to think maybe he'd go to Azul this time instead. ???: Sooooo, did he just come in to “teach me a lesson” or did he actually try and get rid of me?

Phobos: The usual package. He didn’t have the balls to actually get rid of you for good.

???: Uuuugghhh... that's so weak. Everyone here is so weak. Why does nobody at this school have the dedication to actually off their fellow classmates? Talk about boring.

Phobos: None of my business. You’re getting the usual cut, either way.

???: Sounds good to me~ I’ll be looking forward to it~

Phobos: …… Phobos: Just so we’re clear, I’m not exactly happy about this agreement.

???: Hmm? What, are you planning on cutting off our deal already?

Phobos: No. This situation is just... frustrating the hell out of me. Phobos: The only reason I accepted your offer in the first place was because that bastard Azul kept taking all my usual customers that wanted ways out for more benign and petty purposes. Phobos: I need you to take it up a notch if this is going to work. Start pissing off bigger targets or something. Start stealing things from people. Sabotage. I don't care what you do, but we need to make a bigger impact. Phobos: Find help even, if you need to. If we can't tip the scales in our favor, we're going to keep losing this uphill battle.

???: ...I thought you'd never ask. ???: I'm insulted that you'd think I of all creatures would ever need help with something as easy and fun as raising a little hell. But don't worry, I'll grant you your wish~ ???: I'm expecting a little more than our current rate in exchange for my time, however.

Phobos: …Our profit margin split isn't changing.

???: Oh, I'm not talking about the profits. I want something a little more valuable than that.

Phobos: What... more valuable...?

???: Heheh... Lets just say I'll be “taking a little off the top” with some of these future customers of yours. ???: Ciao~

(The phone line hangs up)

Phobos: Tch... Sketchy bastard... they're always up to something. Phobos: ...But it's not worth the effort to bother with stopping them. Not at this point in the game. Phobos: If I spend any more time or energy working on actually getting my customers then I'm working at an even greater budget deficit than I already am. Phobos: I’ll get there eventually. Then I can finally trim the fat off this “deal” and work on my own like I’ve always wanted. Phobos: As long as the stakes are rigged in my favor for now, it’ll pay off in the end. I just need to remember that. This is how good business works.

/ End

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