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Which dynamic do you prefer? My favorite is both of them 🥺

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Are we all not multipatron dumbasses?

I serve the Spiral, Eye, and Mother of Puppets, but I also have favour with Terminus. We are all just on the spectrum of the Eldritch Horrors that doubles as a divine colour wheel!

I've just been called a multipatron dumbass by Styx...

#quinn rambles #ameliesamusings

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There was once a soldier. This little soldier, this toy for war, marched wherever he was told to. This little soldier fought for those who would let him die.

And this is what he did in the end. He died. Just another body in the trenches, just another body pierced by shrapnel. And, to his dying breath, he followed the orders of those who would see him die for his queen and his country.

I have seen this little soldier lost in the trenches many times. The ghost of this little soldier haunts me. For what I did and what I wasn't able to do. What I didn't have the courage to do.

#quinn rambles #I miss this little soldier and it is for his memory I mourn #((Quinn gets angst!)) #((Love to see it!))

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Of course! Sorry, I should have asked about calling you that first!

I understand how it could be a lot to take in! Just try not to overdo it, I've seen first hand how it affects people.

Well... Things finally are making sense, I suppose.

The reason for the influx of spiders around me is because apparently I have been marked by The Web.

Still trying to make sense of things, though. My source of information was rather... Unreliable.

#quinn rambles #ameliesamusings #My stepson met the War itself and it changed him #I know how markings can go

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The Spiral does not protect its own from the Mother or the Watcher or even the I Do Not Know You!

We are here to serve it as long as it wishes for us to, and it seems to thing that I was good enough, and it thinks that you are good enough.

Terminus will have his way, eventually, but our master decides when!

Well... Things finally are making sense, I suppose.

The reason for the influx of spiders around me is because apparently I have been marked by The Web.

Still trying to make sense of things, though. My source of information was rather... Unreliable.

#quinn rambles #ameliesamusings #Don't worry. I shall be here to help if assistance is required! #((Quinn knows!))

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Deary, you didn't already know?

The Mother has had her touch on you for some time now!

Well... Things finally are making sense, I suppose.

The reason for the influx of spiders around me is because apparently I have been marked by The Web.

Still trying to make sense of things, though. My source of information was rather... Unreliable.

#quinn rambles #ameliesamusings #I genuinely thought that you knew this! #((Not the Quinn knew because she's Quinn))

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Good morning, my dear listeners!

Today is not an ordinary day! I have a party to plan! As some of you may know, today is my assistant's birthday!

He got away from a terrible home life on this day, 6 years ago. He was 19 then, and had finally come out to his mother, a horrible woman. I found him crying in a back corner of the library and decided that he needed to be taken care of!

So that is how he became my assistant. I just want to do something nice for him! I've asked Dorian to help me, but we do not work well together.

I must try for Gerard, though. If he cares about Dorian, then Dorian must be an alright person.

But I want suggestions for the party! I have so many ideas, but I need more!

#quinn rambles

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Radio static crackles on as a loudspeaker in the park starts talking.

"Today's broadcast will be a story about it!

It was an idea, once, a dream even. One could even call it an inkling. It existed and things knew it existed. It just was not.

But this tiny, insignificant it grew into a thought, a dream, a true idea. And it grew, making itself alive, tangible, until it was not just an it but a thing.

Some say that the thing is a place, others tell of an it which is an object. But I find it to be more simple than those words or phrases. It is a dream. Not real, but not fake either. It is a thing, touchable, but not holdable.

It, my dear listeners, is a-"

Clanging sounds come from the radio, and small curses can be heard. An aggravated voice returns to the microphone.

"It, my dear listeners, is not. It is, yet isn't, and there is a beauty in the unholdable. Do take care of yourselves, everyone! Except you, Valerie! You can fall in a hole for that box of poisoned chocolates on Valentines Day!"

Amelie is loafing under a distorted looking tree, reading a book and taking notes in a separate notebook, completely immersed as always.

#quinn rambles #amelie the spiral avatar #((I had too much fun coming up with the Valentines plotline. More on that later. listeners!))

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Thank you, dear.

Thank you for understanding. I might give you a skeleton key to my doors!

I want to let you listeners know that Dorian is safe, and Gerard is settling down. I must have gotten a bit panicked as well, there, and I'm sorry to my friend, Amelie, for that.

I feel like I must explain myself. From my first marriage, I gained a stepson, Thomas. Thomas was one of my favourite people, and I cared about him like a little brother. I would have done anything for him, and I really tried to.

I gave him every advantage I could. He had a title from my blood, he had money from his birth parents as well as myself, and he had talent. He went into the military just before the First World War, and the only thing I hadn't thought to give him was my own gift of immortality.

I care about Gerard the same way I cared about Thomas so long ago, and I want him to be happy. He deserves to have a life, and I feel like it is my last gift to Thomas, in a way.

I'm an awful person, aren't I?

#quinn rambles #gaslight gatekeep girlboss

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I want to let you listeners know that Dorian is safe, and Gerard is settling down. I must have gotten a bit panicked as well, there, and I'm sorry to my friend, Amelie, for that.

I feel like I must explain myself. From my first marriage, I gained a stepson, Thomas. Thomas was one of my favourite people, and I cared about him like a little brother. I would have done anything for him, and I really tried to.

I gave him every advantage I could. He had a title from my blood, he had money from his birth parents as well as myself, and he had talent. He went into the military just before the First World War, and the only thing I hadn't thought to give him was my own gift of immortality.

I care about Gerard the same way I cared about Thomas so long ago, and I want him to be happy. He deserves to have a life, and I feel like it is my last gift to Thomas, in a way.

I'm an awful person, aren't I?

#quinn rambles

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Quinn smiles, then pulls out a key, beckoning for Gerard and Dorian.

"Well, we best be going! The mayor might actually kill me if I don't return him!"

I want to give an announcement on the recent disappearance of the secretary to the mayor of Pitfall. Dorian Alasdaire has been missing for 72 hours and we have yet to hear an update.

If anyone on this side of the doors hears anything about a confused academic, please contact me through the nearest radio!

My assistant is freaking out about this!

#quinn rambles #ameliesamusings

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At this Quinn roles faer eyes.

"Darling, Dorian spent an hour going over a section of local zoning laws with Gerard. That was over one section. He reads law books for fun."

I want to give an announcement on the recent disappearance of the secretary to the mayor of Pitfall. Dorian Alasdaire has been missing for 72 hours and we have yet to hear an update.

If anyone on this side of the doors hears anything about a confused academic, please contact me through the nearest radio!

My assistant is freaking out about this!

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Quinn, nods, looking between Gerard and Dorian, who are now talking, standing a bit too close together.

"I do hope it wasn't too much trouble! Dorian is a bit of a handful!"

I want to give an announcement on the recent disappearance of the secretary to the mayor of Pitfall. Dorian Alasdaire has been missing for 72 hours and we have yet to hear an update.

If anyone on this side of the doors hears anything about a confused academic, please contact me through the nearest radio!

My assistant is freaking out about this!

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That does seem like him.

Quinn steps out of a strange looking door, followed by a taller man, Gerard. Fae look around, then spot a person with green hair and walk over, dragging Gerard with them.

Thank you, Amelie, for this. I owe you a cup of tea or a clock or something!

I want to give an announcement on the recent disappearance of the secretary to the mayor of Pitfall. Dorian Alasdaire has been missing for 72 hours and we have yet to hear an update.

If anyone on this side of the doors hears anything about a confused academic, please contact me through the nearest radio!

My assistant is freaking out about this!

#quinn rambles #ameliesamusings

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Gerard is very worried about Dorian. I just want Gerard to be ok. I would do anything for him. We're coming, we'll be there in a few. Gerard is panicking.

It will be nice to finally meet you, but I wish it were under less stressful circumstances.

I want to give an announcement on the recent disappearance of the secretary to the mayor of Pitfall. Dorian Alasdaire has been missing for 72 hours and we have yet to hear an update.

If anyone on this side of the doors hears anything about a confused academic, please contact me through the nearest radio!

My assistant is freaking out about this!

#quinn rambles #ameliesamusings

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Where? Is he still there? I'll be there in a second.

I want to give an announcement on the recent disappearance of the secretary to the mayor of Pitfall. Dorian Alasdaire has been missing for 72 hours and we have yet to hear an update.

If anyone on this side of the doors hears anything about a confused academic, please contact me through the nearest radio!

My assistant is freaking out about this!

#quinn rambles #ameliesamusings

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