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Iseri :||: A World of Warcraft Character Sheet

A Character Sheet specifically designed around the online MMORPG, World of Warcraft. (Feel free to use it!)

BASIC

The most basic of character information for your World of Warcraft Character.

Characters Name: Iseri

Meaning: Bold in Draconic

Pronunciation: Ee-seh-ree

Characters Aliases/Pseudonyms: Harrier Iseri

Nicknames: Her clutchmate Perithyian called her Isi.

Alternate Names: Harrier, for her role as a Harrier of the Dark Talons; a sky based warrior that harries those aerial or land based combatants

Character Age: She is an adult, but as with all Dracthyr it’s hard to tell how old she truly is

Birth Date: She couldn’t rightly tell you

Real Life Zodiac: I’d put her at either a Virgo or a Leo for funzies

Character Race: Dracthyr

Tribe/Clan: She is a Dark Talon

House: See above

Faction Allegiance(s): She is more Neutral in allegiance, aiming to be of use to both sides should she need to be

Characters Nature: Caretaker

Reason(s): For all her enthusiasm, the one thing she strives to do is to make sure others are taken care of before herself.

Character Demeanor: Adherent

Reason(s): She appears to be wholly dedicated to the ideals and concepts put forth by Neltharion as well as the Dark Talons.

Characters OOC Class: Evoker (Only one available atm! I hope someday we’ll get more opened up…)

IC Class: I would say she’s a spell-warrior of some sort.

How/Why: While I don’t have a specific name for it, the way I imagine she weaves her magecraft into her combat is different than the way the Evoker plays and I like to imagine she would get along swimmingly with several of the more spellblade type classes. She is a mage, but she is a sword wielder. Between both two handed swords and one handed swords she has full proficiency in warcasting and isn’t afraid to use it. She’s also not that bad at attacking with wings and claws as well.

Theme: Battle Symphony and One More Light - Linkin Park; White Flag - Bishop Briggs

Meaning: Between both of these songs, there’s a warrior who has yet to see the darkness in the world. Or if she has, she refuses to let it dampen her own. She may not be a Paladin, but she holds herself to the ideals and concepts of defense of others. “I fight so that others do not need to.” would be a strong contender for a single phrase I would use to describe her. She is a warrior mage, one that refuses to back down and if she has a choice, you wouldn’t fall for she would be there to catch you. I also added White Flag because there is still trauma from the realization of the betrayal of Neltharion for the Dracthyr, and while she isn’t fully ingrained in that being something that was awful, it was a necessary evil for them to persist to now, there’s still a “not giving up” vibe for her. That vibe persists through all three songs.

PHYSICAL

The physical attributes for your World of Warcraft Character.

At a Glance: Iseri is a tall, lithe Dracthyr with larger than average wings. Her scales are mostly red with black stripes, and her horns and talons are a gradient shade of vibrant azure blue. Her glowing eyes are of a blue that match her horns and talons. She dresses either in a simple waist wrap and jewels, or in full armor.

Description: Tall and lithe, Iseri is dominantly of a red coloration. Her back and stripes are of a deep black, while the inner membranes of her wings are golden in hue. Her horns are long and branch into three sections, starting with a lighter blue at the base and turning into a darker indigo shade the farther from her body they get. Her talons and other spines match her horns. Her wings are larger than average, meant to allow her to spend a longer period of time in the sky, as well as formed in a softer shape to allow for a more quiet soar, aiding in her aerial stealth. Her tail is long, ending with a set of spikes - that she can and does use as improvised weapons when in combat - that match her horns and talons. Her face is strong, long and her nose is tipped with a pair of horns that, like the rest of her sharp bits, match her horns.

She has two standard sets of outfits she wears. The first is a wrap around her waist with a single tabard draping down between her legs, adorned with claw-made and non claw-made jewelry. This is what she would determine as her civilian outfit. Simple, but covering the bits that mortals have issues with. Her second primary outfit is a fully armored outfit, choosing to have a heavier look to herself than her build and her fighting style would imply. This fully armored outfit is a mix of scale and plate, and has no adornments except for her wing talon coverings. She chooses to wear armor the color of the clouds, so she can blend better into the sky as she descends to mete out death upon her enemies.

Most Dracythyr, if not all, have a Visage. She does not frequently appear in her Visage form, as it feels like a lie to others about who she is. However, she is of a darker skin tone with vibrant azure eyes and red hair striped with blue. Her hair is cropped short in a bob, and her large horns split through her hair separating bangs from the rest of her hair. The black stripes stay true in her more humanoid form, accenting her darker skin. She remains tall and lithe in her more human form, and chooses more simplistic mail outfits to wear or simple cloth outfits. She does sometimes find that remaining in her Visage form to work on her jewelcrafting is more helpful, but still has a preference for her true Dracthyr form.

Physical Marring(s): Underneath where the membranes of her wings meet her back is an old, puckered scar that runs horizontally across her lower back but above her tail.

How?: In a mass combat that she barely remembers

Importance: Her clutch-sister Perithyian healed her, saving her from the brink of death with the severity of the wound.

Armor: In her true form, she wears full armor of mixed scale male and plate. In her Visage form she wears simple mail armor.

Clothing Choice: She wears a simple waist wrap that dangles and hides her “bits” for mortal sensibilities. In her Visage form she chooses to wear simple cloth clothing of various styles.

Jewelry or Additional: Her favorite thing to wear is jewelry! There are so many options, and she changes them up frequently.

Voice: Low and melodic, Iseri has a slight rasp to her voice

Impediments: Occasionally, when really enthusiastic, she will speak with a more sibilant tone and have accidental emphasis on her S’s

Voice Claim: Nika Futterman as Vayne from League of Legends

Stats: Stats that stand out strongly for your character. Listed below is a place for D&D style ability scores. You can put here reason’s why one or two stand out more than others, and where others might not stand out as much.

Strength: 13

Dexterity: 19 (+1)

Constitution: 15

Wisdom: 12

Intelligence: 19 (+2)

Charisma: 10

MENTAL

The personality and quirks behind your character.

Personality Rundown: Iseri is stubborn to a fault, impatient and strong-willed. However, to compliment these, she is always willing to help others out, has a kind heart, and will never back down from what she knows to be right. Intelligent and thoughtful she does her best to understand that she can be unsettling to others, and attempts to be both respectful as well as compassionate.

In Depth Look: Iseri is complex in that she has had to come to a rapid shifting of her own beliefs about the way of the world and where she fits within it in a short period of time. Like many of her Dracthyr siblings and family, she had a fervent dedication to Neltharion that she feels would have gone far deeper even without the Titan Artefact that bound the Dracthyr’s wills to his. She truly loved her father, as many of her kind did, and has had to radically accept the fact that he wasn’t the dragon they all thought he was. However, that doesn’t stop her from desiring to live up to the dragon she, and others, thought him to be. That she can be just as strong as the ideal that he became for them. She has a passion for learning, for experiencing new things, and enjoying the life she has been given. Does she miss the old ways? Yes. But she now has a freedom to choose, and the fact that that freedom had been taken away from her at a certain point in her, in all her peoples, life is a darkness that she has yet to reconcile with the belief in her father. She believes in the idea of what her father strove for, but no longer the dragon he was. She firmly believes that Wrathion is the best option, of the two, for leading the Black Dragonflight, as he and Ebyssian both helped the Dracthyr and she feels that the Dracthyr owe them both a great debt. She finds that Ebyssian would truly be the better of the three, and knows nothing of Sabellion aside from what she’s been told. Actions, to her, speak louder than words and she is wont to follow those that do over those that say. She misses her two clutch-mates very much, but does not mourn them. She mourns for those lost as the Primalists attacked the Dracthyr Creche’s, however, but does not do so in a sense of grief but of celebrating their lives.

Strengths: She is a very intelligent, compassionate creature willing to help those in need or be a kind shoulder to lean on

Weaknesses: She is stubborn, proto-drake headed, and impatient. She doesn’t take needless orders very well, and tends to prefer to work solo over as a team

Likes: Drawing and reading, listening to others make music although she’s too shy to join in herself, experiencing new things, fine wines, making new friends.

Dislikes: Overly sweet food, beers and ales, the color yellow (No, it isn’t gold. There’s a difference!), being restricted, being told what to do for no reason, poultry meats, bananas (they’re just too mushy!), being alone for too long.

Favorites: She adores the colors of gold and red, much of her jewelry is styled in that manner and she loves much of the Sin’dorei designs because of this. Her favorite foods are berries, any berries, and fish, any fish. She loves the sensation of a long dive from the sky, only to break the fall by snapping her wings open. And the smell of fresh ink on paper brings joy to her heart.

Quirks: When she sneezes she sneezes five times in succession. She likes to think it’s because there are five Flights, and she sneezes for each flight.

Ticks: When leaving an enclosed space she spreads her wings as far as she can to stretch them, not liking keeping them cramped to her sides. She does, however, keep her wings as close to herself as she can when inside buildings or in close quarters with others so as to not invade their personal space. She has a very strict sense of personal space, and will not cross over into another's and dislikes when hers is invaded unless you’re close with her. She taps her right foots claws when she is feeling especially enclosed or impatient.

Alignment: Lawful Good

Hobbies: She has picked up jewelcrafting and is interested in weaving, wondering what kind of beautiful designs she could do with her claws

Habits: She hasn’t developed any outside of her Weyrn manners

Interests: Learning magic, learning more about jewelcrafting, learning more about the stars, learning new one handed fighting techniques

Phobias: Nothing yet

Outlook/Philosophy: Iseri does her best to view things in a positive outlook. “We can do this.” or “Lets try again.” are common phrases you might hear from her.

HERITAGE

Information about where your character comes from. Their family, their history, their pets or other companions.

Mother: She is an experiment and does not have a mother

Relationship: N/A

Father: Technically Neltharion

Relationship: See Personality for this, but basically she believes in the idea of him but not who he truly was as a dragon

Siblings: Too many to truly count, but Volaan and Perithyian are her clutch-mates from the same egg clutch

Relationship(s): Perithyian, Peri, and her were very close. Volaan was her leader and also a rival, she butted horns with him more often than not.

Additional Family: No one yet! Let's interact to change this!

Pets: She has none, but really wants a kitten. She’s afraid her claws would hurt the kitten though

Mounts: She uses her own wings to fly, but she has been lent a worg from the Orgrimmar stables to ride on land. (Using Garn Nighthowl for the model because it worked nicely)

Details: Soar doesn’t last nearly long enough and I would kill to have it as a permanent mode of flying transportation for the Dracthyr. Her worg is a larger than everage one to be able to carry her, and she spoils him. She hasn’t given him a name yet, as she views she will return him back to Orgrimmar once she has helped with the Expedition but that likely won't happen.

Childhood: (Player is unsure how Dracthyr age, and will omit this information)

Teenhood: (Player is unsure how Dracthyr age, and will omit this information)

Adulthood: As with many, if not all, Dracthyr Iseri spent much of her adulthood fighting for Neltharion in defense of the dragons.

Currently: Presently Iseri can be found helping the Expedition to the Dragon Isles alongside her fellow Dark Talons of the Horde, however she is more than happy to interact with any of the non-Horde races, as well as her fellow Wardens amongst the Alliance.

Relationship(s): Nothing yet!

Partner(s): Not yet! (Player is not open to developing romantic relationships with her characters)

Best Friend(s): No one yet! Let’s interact to change this!

EXTRA

Any extra information you would share. Notes, ideas, concepts, so on.

Miscellaneous: I play very sporadically. I prefer interactions that can be picked up and set down, such as through here or Discord. If you want to do Discord RP let me know and I’d be happy to do so! I am not interested in seeking character romance or non-platonic relationships with my characters. Sorry if that’s something that gets in the way for you, but it’s a hard boundary that I don’t cross.

Realm: Moon Guard

Faction: Horde

Additional: I have a lot worked out for her, but am leaving a lot to be added into who she becomes. I want influence from making new friends, and gaining new enemies to be a part of her development. I’m trying something I haven’t done in a very long time with a rough idea that is changed by those that I interact with for her. I haven’t done that since Cata!

#character sheet #oc character sheet #wow character sheet #wow character #warcraft character sheet #wow oc #warcraft oc #wow dracthyr #dracthyr #warcraft dracthyr #iseri #iseri character sheet #my art

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disasterghaster · 3 months

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Sometime during one of the evenings he actually had some time, he was going to bundle up a small bushel of tiger lilies along with an envelope. Place a subtle, smooth and black titanium ring in there with a little note from himself.

The ring had an engraving on the inside- an abstract-ish shape of a tiger with a few prominent stripes that was entangled with a long, eastern looking dragon with somewhat shiny scales.

The note said:

“Sorry I missed Valentine’s Day. I lost track of the days. I love you. Here’s the ring I promised. Should fit you but if not, I’ll have it resized. Come find me whenever. - Char”

The tiger lilies were fresh. Not arranged in any particular fashion- more natural than anything since he knew she did not put much stock in actual arrangements. But they were the flowers that reminded him of her, as always.

Might have missed out on the actual day, but he would not miss a romantic opportunity unless he was dead.

Having some solitary space to process the gifts was nice, anyway. She wasn't very good at being directly treated nice or romantically.

She spent a couple hours just sort of touching or sniffing flowers in passing. And debating if she was going to wear the ring finger or add it to the necklace Worth's bottlecap was on.

...

Maybe she could do both. Necklace when working and finger when not. She didn't find as much random trouble as she used to...

Mn.

She put it on and sat down somewhere for a bit, on the floor, like a sack of potatoes.

Why was everything like this so hard?

She asked the stuffed bear that question too, but they didn't have an answer for her.

#answered #cdwalker #ic

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dracoria-nebulae · 7 months

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Sorry if this was mentioned in Abyssal Lights but do you have a compilation of the physical description of the reader in your fic?? Or maybe photo references if you can??? I keep on imagining them differently every time I lovingly reread your fic (this is more of a me thing tho lol, i promise it's not your writing!)

Hi hi! So, while bits of the siren's appearance is directly mentioned, it's not entirely set in stone. I'm sadly not an artist, else I'd make her reference myself! There's some room for interpretation in there for her. I do apologize for her description being slightly vague, it's a little harder for me too without a proper reference hehe. I would definitely advise checking out @caycanteven 's interpretation of the siren! I know I love looking at it heh.

I'll try and put it together here to a degree from what I've mentioned. The siren is huge, though I've not fully settled on a total length. Her torso/upper half alone is larger than the skeletons, even the taller ones. Her tail would be easily more than 3x the length of her upper half, probably even more due to being a deep sea eel species! Oh and her torso is mostly androgynous, only vaguely feminine heh. Her tail is shaped like an eel of course, however unlike actual eels she has a lot more variety of fins, most flowing and when healthy quite attractive. For a species like sirens, their appearance is important too for mating. She has more than one set of gills, some on her humanoid half and some on her tail due to the size of her body. Facially she is a lot flatter than a human. She has a slight nasal ridge with somewhat hidden nostrils. I'd almost think a lot like some Undyne fanart. Her mouth is unusually wide, it almost makes it look like she's smiling all the time and towards the ends there's bands of fibrous tissue that's more of her teal-y glow color, giving her a look almost like she's blushing. This is all part of her ability to open her mouth incredibly wide and eat things a lot larger than you'd expect. She has large eyes that have vertical pupils, with two sets of eyelids. One like normal and secondary clear ones. She doesn't usually blink or close her eyes unless sleeping so it gives her an eerie intensity and sort of innocence. She has no brows hah. Like a lot of mers or sirens, she has ear fins, helps her emote where her face lacks a lot of motion. There are the exit holes for her nostrils hidden behind her ear fins too! Since fish don't exactly use nostrils for anything other than smelling, they aren't connected to other parts of her internals. This is the more important one, where humans have hair, she has a 'hair' like growth of something between jellyfish lappets/tentacles and barbels. They are prehensile and work as sensory organs and more. (Though at the current time of the fic they are short and dirtied as she hasn't cared for them at all. Much like her fins.) Her scales when healthy are a black+purple so dark that it becomes iridescent, though right now they are closer to an ashy black/grey. Her body, fins, hair, face, are covered in markings that are capable of glowing a bright teal, having usually a blue-ish tint to them when not lit up. Patterns are up to interpretation but I imagine a mixture of stripes and spots. Her whole body is mostly scaled actually, even though eels typically aren't scaled hahaha.

#hhhhh #dracoria talks #abyssal lights #fic stuff #god I love that art so much #I wish I could draw lol #thanks for the ask! <3 #anon ask #I put my shit under the keep reading so it wasn't too long #still #you can technically interpret them however you like for details

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jayfrost-designs · 2 years

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Recently-ish, Longtail was revealed on the official Warriors Website to have blue eyes, so I decided to just go in and tweak my design for him to have blue eyes. But I didn't like how the blue eyes looked with the browner coat, so I scaled back his saturation, making him more of a tannish-gray kind of color. I also tweaked his markings a bit and corrected some anatomy mistakes on his face. Otherwise, everything in the old description below still applies.

You can find the reverse side of his design here.

Old description:

I figure he usually keeps his blinded eyes more narrowed or closed than what I have drawn here, but I was too lazy to change it.

For his physical description, Longtail is described as a lean tom with a V-shaped nick in one ear and an elegantly long tail. As mentioned on his old sheet, I've always seem him as a tall, lithe, skinny sort of cat, so I used this image of an Egyptian Mau as a reference. I gave him an extra nick on his other ear, and I made the nick Rusty gave him a bit bigger, but otherwise I left his scars the same as on his old sheet.

For his pattern, Longtail is described as a pale brown or silver tabby tom with black stripes. I was originally just going to use the same colors and pattern from his old ref sheet, but those colors didn't look as good with this lineart for whatever reason, and he didn't really seem like a pale tabby anymore, so I decided to lighten him up. I ended up with a really pale, kind of grayish-brown shade for him. It's pretty different from his old design, but he's still a lynx point tabby, he still has his black stripes on his tail and face, and I think the new look suits him. ^^

His body stripes are the same color as his leg stripes on multiply and a really light opacity for the layer (I think 4% opacity or something), by the way. His eyes are a paler shade of the amber he had last time as well.

Overall, I'm really happy with how this turned out.

#Warriors #Warrior Cats #WC #Erin Hunter #Longtail #Longpaw #Longkit #Kit #Apprentice #Warrior #Elder #ThunderClan #The Prophecies Begin #The New Prophecy #Power of Three #Omen of the Stars #StarClan

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ragsy · 10 months

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📚🖊☕️ for any oc(s) you want!

I couldn't decide who, and I was badly in need of a distraction, so I just... Did all of em!

📚 BOOKS — what level of education has your oc most recently completed/is currently in (GED, undergraduate, grad school, phd, etc)?

Mark: He only finished his first year of community college (undeclared major). His original plan was to take some time off after that first year to work a bunch and save up some money, but he ultimately decided that college was literally not worth his time. He had thought about doing trade school of some sort, but that all got tossed aside after the Major Life Upheaval and subsequent chain of events that ultimately resulted in him becoming the Michigan Dogman.

Emily: She definitely has an undergraduate degree, but I'm not sure what field. Communications, probably? She might even have a graduate degree, but I haven't solidified that quite yet.

Fishwoman: Pfft. School.

Agent Hill: Dropped out of high school at 17!

Sir Dillion: IRL school levels don't exactly translate here, but if knighthood counts as a graduate degree, then it's that one

Arjibi: Arji never formally went to school, but his family would occasionally trade farm goods in exchange for lessons from a scholar who lived in the nearby village.

🖊️ BALLPOINT PEN — does your oc have any tattoos? do they want any (more) tattoos?

Mark: No tattoos, never particularly wanted any. He's not good at making decisions.

Emily: A very small, very simple linework tattoo of a squirrel on her ankle from when she was in college. The linework is kinda shitty and it's a little faded but she still looks at it fondly.

Fishwoman: Nah. If anything, she'd get more stripes tattooed onto her scales, but that would be the only thing she'd ever potentially want. She's pretty attached to her natural aesthetic and color markings.

Agent Hill: I already answered this one in a previous ask, but essentially a half-sleeve of cryptids and monsters in american classic style, but it's really old and there are a lot of old wounds and scars crisscrossing through it.

Sir Dillion: He has a magic Tattoo of Skill in the shape of a sea serpent on his shoulder and it makes him extremely good at athletics and he WOULD like to show you thank you very much

Arjibi: Not so much a tattoo as it is a Mark of Destiny but there's an image of a winged ouroboros on the back of his hand as part of his party's quest to Fix an Oopsie of the Gods

☕️ HOT BEVERAGE — does your oc prefer coffee, tea, hot chocolate, milk, water, or some other drink? how do they like to take this drink (ex. coffee with milk, hot chocolate with whipped cream, a specific kind of tea, etc)?

Mark: Black coffee for breakfast, doesn't understand why he always feels like shit by lunchtime.

Emily: At home she'll drink coffee with some sort of way too sweet flavored creamer, but she is also never one to resist the siren's call of a delicious little Large Coffee Chain beverage. She's also a girl with an extremely large metal water bottle that she hauls around with her, because staying hydrated is serious business

Fishwoman: Her favorite beverage is the large amounts of cheap beer she steals off of fisherman's boats, followed very closely by delicious nutritious Lake Superior

Agent Hill: Coffee, tea, water, whatever. She's not picky. Just not a big fan of soft drinks. Coffee is usually just the most conveniently available.

Sir Dillion: "drinking" "beverages" was an absolutely alien concept to him for the majority of his life (he's from the bottom of the sea) so he usually just. tries not to think too hard about it

Arjibi: He doesn't have a lot of money and he's usually out adventuring on a quest, so usually just a water skin full of spring water or something to that extent. In a modern AU he would be 🤝 with Emily about those delicious little Large Coffee Chain beverages tho

#impcoded #ask meme #thanks!!!#long post #askbox #ragsycon exclusive

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vendettavalor · 6 months

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@sithsjedi said: “ you're nothing like i imagined. ” — Prisoner of War Shi’al to Sith Sutek

⚔️ "I Wasn't Expecting You To Change My Life" Prompts // ACCEPTING ⚔️

"Sorry to disappoint you, Princess."

Despite his response, it is a fair assessment to make.

The holovids, the mission reports, and of course - the prophecy - it all painted Sutek as some kind of horrifying monster. A giant, hulking black beast with eyes like hellfire and cracked scales that glowed like fresh lava. A long-muzzled creature with jaws adorned with many rows of knife-like teeth and breath that boiled the air. Giant claws that killed everything they touched and horns that glowed like molten metal, poised to gore everything that crossed them with violent fury. From everything she'd heard, it sounded like he was made to fall like this from the very beginning. Like he was made for the role of a terrifying Sith Lord that no one survived an encounter with. But the truth was so much more... shocking.

Sutek didn't take the form of an inconquerable dragon like she'd seen in the holovids. He didn't wear a sharp white labcoat stained with blood from his many wicked experiments like the mission reports suggested. He didn't even wear the dark robes adorned with the familiar symbols and motifs of the Sith like so many others she'd learned about.

He's nothing like a Sith.

He was tall with a broad frame - bigger than Aurelia to be certain. Unlike her beautifully pale skin, Sutek's was the color of ash and adorned with various warm markings that almost mimicked a Dathomirian's. In the dim light, the spots and stripes glowed like warm, guiding candles. He lacked her soft shapes, instead option for a sharper, more aggressive-looking frame. His horns pointed forward rather than back, and his tail had spines along the end of it that rattled together in an almost melodic way. His crest was much shorter and smaller, and faintly, she could see rolled up feather closing beneath it, yearning to fan out and be free in a form of beautiful self-expression. And yet, despite all the differences, he was so much like his sister. They had the same nose, the same eyes, the same dimples that hid away when they relaxed their mouths. They both traced their hands along things while thinking, considering their purpose. They even walked the same way. It seemed that despite the distance created by circumstances, the twins were still twins.

And he was just like his sister.

"You'll find I'm nothing like Aurelia." His tone is sarcastic and almost dismissive as he half sneers at her. Sharp canines bare themselves past a curled lip. A clawed paw rises and waves casually, her tiny cell (more like a crate) rises and moves to rest upon some sort of mounted base. Above and below her, mechanical arms hold in place metal rings which rotate endlessly around glowing spheres of raw energy. Spheres which she now sits uncomfortably between. "I strive to accomplish something greater than simply changing the stubborn yet feeble minds of a long-dead Order."

Around the cell, the arms move to rest on Shi'al's left and right. The orbs flicker menacingly, their glow dying down only as the rings spin faster, then slow down once more. "While she and the Jedi fantasize about making the galaxy a better place, I am taking action to do so. I will make the universe a safer place for her. But until that work is complete, there is no safer place for her than here with me. And you,"

He approaches a panel nearby her cell and begins pressing several buttons. On their mark, the rings stop and quickly snap to align themselves around the spheres, allowing both orbs to grow brighter once more as they begin to charge. The rapidly increasing energy makes the air quiver and pulsate as their power mounts and builds. Red and blue lights clash against one another, creating sharp shadows in the room and highlighting both halves of his face in their respective light.

And for one dreadful second, there comes the realization that this was exactly the last thing Alfie's people saw before their living Force was so violently ripped away from them.

"You are just a means to that end."

#// s.utek and s.hi'al seconds before a.urelia breaks into the rescue her and get captured #ask : is this what you wanted #mutual : all of my best friends #sithsjedi #( ocm : sutek met'hark the sith lord called darth gore )#drabble : the higher the climb the harder the fall #( v : prophetic and dyadic )

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writingutensilthief · 2 years

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Another finished visual reference + basic information set, this time for Rita.

Name: Rita Lagoon Age: 16 Species: Amphibious Creature Gender/Pronouns: Female, She/Her Height: 6′1″ (human form with heels); 5′11″ (monster form/human form without heels) Residence: Gravedale, USA ~ Physical Description: Human Form - White skin tone with light green eyes. Wavy black hair worn in a very loose, low-hanging ponytail reaching her hips. Tall with an oval face shape and square nose. Monster Form - Scaled light green skin with the scales particularly noticeable on the neck and chest. Black eyes with no discernible pupils. No hair. Clawed webbed hands and feet. Tall with an oval face shape. Bright red lips and no nose. Feathery external gills on the sides of head. Clothing Description: Human Form - A tight, calf-length tan dress. A light blue buttoned-up sweater jacket with long sleeves and white buttons. Sweater jacket has a wide white stripe across the collar, across the bottom, and down the middle. White tights and light blue slip-on heels. A white sea shell bracelet held together with a tan band, worn on the right hand. A light blue ribbon tying back her hair. Bright red lipstick.

Monster Form (Drak Pack) - A white one-piece swimsuit with a white swim cap. No shoes. A white sea shell bracelet held together with a tan band, worn on the right hand.

Monster Form (Gravedale High) - A loose, knee-length light blue sundress with strap sleeves and a tan belt around the waist. A tan sunhat with a light blue ribbon around it. No shoes. A white sea shell bracelet held together with a tan band, worn on the right hand. ~ Basic/Notable Personality Traits:

- Responsible

- Self-Reliant

- Emotionally withdrawn

- Straightforward/direct manner of speaking

- Secretly cares deeply about what people think of her

~ Notable Relationships:

Franklin “Franky” Dirge

Rita’s childhood best friend and one of the people she considered herself closest with. Franky was the only kid her age in her neighborhood, so the two of them were together often, bonding and becoming very close. She was devastated once his parents divorced and he had to move away, and even more so once he was sent to “boarding school” and could no longer respond to her letters. It wasn’t until high school when she reconnected with his mother that she was able to get in contact with him again. Much to her pleasure, he was just as excited to see her again and she was him. Even though she no longer gets to physically see him as much as she used to, the fact that they’re talking again and have rekindled their friendship makes her happy.

Drakula “Drak” Dracula Jr.

Rita’s acquaintance and sort-of friend. She and Drak met a few times as children at soirees and other rich monster events their families made them attend, but never quite liked one another. Now that they’re older, they still aren’t particularly close - with Rita believing Drak to be self-centered and dramatic and Drak thinking that Rita is unnecessarily withdrawn and a wet blanket - but they do hang out and tolerate each other well enough, mainly for Franky’s sake. (If they did take the time to know each other, though, they would find that they actually have some common ground.)

Gill Waterman

Rita’s distant cousin and one of the people she’s most likely to be with while at school. Due to the isolated nature of her family she didn’t meet Gill until high school, but she was genuinely touched how quickly he accepted her as family and tried to make her feel comfortable at school. She now tries to return the kindness by hanging out with him at school whenever she gets the chance.

Madelyn-Madison “Maddie” Scientist

Rita’s neighbor and close friend, and another one of the people she’s most likely to be with while at school. At first, Rita made friends with Maddie because she had no one else her age to hang out with in her neighborhood. However, as the two of them got closer she began to genuinely appreicate how easy-going Maddie was and how she felt she could loosen up around her. The two of them are still friends now, though, secretly, part of the reason is because Rita feels like Maddie needs someone to help her in the world and that she has a responsibility to return the kindness Maddie showed to her when they were children.

Ben and Julia Lagoon

Rita’s parents. Rita and her parents do care for one another, though they don’t get to see each other as much. By day her parents are making their monster movies and by night they’re having their monster meetings. She has very fond childhood memories with them (even despite the parties she didn’t like to attend), and overall she’s content with the way things are. But, while she’s happy that they respect her choice not to get involved in the movie world and that they genuinely enjoy what they do, she does sometimes wonder what it would be like if they had a more typical family relationship, or even if she was outgoing enough to keep up with them as it is now.

~ Other important notes:

- Rita transforms into her monster form when exposed to large amounts of water, such as being caught a rainstorm, diving into a pool, or even taking a shower if she’s not careful. Because of this, she covers up a lot more in her human form to try and avoid unwanted contact with water.

- Rita doesn’t have too many powers in her monster form - she can breathe underwater and has enhanced strength and endurance, but that’s about it. The fact that she’s not as “skilled” as other monsters tends not to bother her unless it’s directly brought up.

- Rita does do some “super heroics” from time to time, in that she does her best to prevent her neighbor Eve L. Scientist from doing anything particularly heinous or that would make monsters look worse than they already are. She is aware that sometimes her neighbor purposefully sets things up so she and Maddie can stop her, but tries not to think about it too much.

- Rita’s “uniform” of sorts during these “super heroics” was inspired by what her mother would wear in her movies.

- Rita’s shell bracelet is a childhood gift from Franky and something she does not take off unless she absolutely has to.

- Rita allows Franky, and no one but Franky, to call her by a nickname; he still sometimes refers to her as “Lady”, a childhood nickname based off of how fancily she dressed as a child.

- Rita comes from a rich film family; her parents are prominent in the monster movie world.

- Rita is in Ms. Dirge’s class at Gravedale, which she purposefully requested to be in. She feels more comfortable with her then other teachers knowing that she has positive feelings towards humans (and also because she’s friends with her son).

#fan character #rita lagoon

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In Comes In Waves

[A Game Called Revenge]

Part Twenty

Series Masterlist Part One.

Summary: "ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴇꜱꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴡᴀᴠᴇꜱ." The ten o'clock segment holds a rather large wave. One that they'd rather not get caught up in. But they've got to reach it first.

Warnings: strictly 18+ due to the nature of content in some of the chapters. Murder and death. Mentions of sex probably.

Word Count: 3.4k

A/N: I want to just say my usuals, I have a favourite line so if you can find it then let me know :) reblogs, shares and comments always appreciate.

They push their way through the thick jungle until something blocks their path.

“What the fuck?” Clio shouts, asking no one in particular.

“Clio? What is it?” Cato replies, running to catch up with her, clearly still worried about her reaction earlier.

“There’s some sort of invisible wall.” She says, bashing her hand against the barrier. With a swift motion, her fingers splay wide as she swings her hand forward to make contact with the invisible wall. The impact is jarring, sending ripples of sensation throughout her arm muscles. It is as if her hand strikes an unseen force field, akin to pressing against a solid surface hidden from sight. The air around them seems to hum with an intangible energy, as their gaze remains fixed on the point of impact, as if expecting the barrier to either materialise before them or to disappear completely.

“It’s stopping us from entering that part of the jungle.” Gloss says, confused as he comes to stand beside them at the wall.

“Maybe, it’s splitting the jungle like the water?” Cato suggests.

“The water isn’t split.”

“There’s lines of rocks you moron.” Cato scoffs, “If that’s not splitting the water then the fuck would you call it then?”

“Who the f-”

“Having your pissing contest later.” Cashmere interrupts her brother’s retort. “We need to figure out how to get past this.”

“Or maybe we don’t?” Clio proposes as the others turn to look at her. “Maybe we take it as a sign that we shouldn’t be in that section? The wall has to disappear at some point.”

“And what if it doesn’t?” Gloss asks her with a scowl.

“You’re our leader, shouldn’t you be figuring this out?”

“I should’ve just killed you the second you attacked Cash.”

“And I told you’d I fucking skin you alive the second you try.” Cato derides him.

“Oh my god,” Cashmere whines, “Gloss I said it was fine. Cato, just I don't know, shut up and look.”

With a resigned huff, each of them turns towards where the blonde woman points to the floor of the jungle. The once vibrant, verdant foliage seems to shiver as an ominous presence reveals itself through a sinuous movement across the undergrowth. Gloss takes a step back as they watch the jungle floor writhing with a multitude of snakes, slithering and coiling as their scales glisten in the dappled sunlight as that section of the arena becomes a realm. In various shapes and sizes, the snakes slip atop each other as their hisses and rustling scales warn of danger. Birds call out in alarm, cries echoing through the canopy and the alliance watch as smaller creatures dart and scurry to evade the serpents but cause intrigue when it seems that the slimy invertebrates pay no attention to them. Several of the snakes, painted black, red and yellow, lift their heads, tongues hissing as they glide towards the careers standing at the edge of the segment only to be stopped by the invisible force and redirected back into the depths.

“Those are all venomous.” Cashmere tells them, nodding her head towards the piles of colourful, striped snakes that are filling that area, slipping from the trees and out of various plants and bushes. “We got lucky with the spiders because at least we could stay still. Anyone in there is dead.”

“Where are they all coming from?” Gloss asks with a shiver.

“What’s wrong?” Cato taunts him, using his earlier words against him. “Is the almighty, all powerful Gloss scared of some snakes?”

“No. I…” Gloss trails off.

“Nothing to say now, huh? What a surprise.” Cato throws his head back in laughter as the older man starts to pace back and forth. He’s clearly going over all the possible outcomes in his mind. To kill Cato or not kill Cato if Clio had to guess.

“Maybe it’s cause you’re so fucking irritating, always getting in my way and asking too many questions and I don’t understand why my sister seems to think that we need you so damn much or why we can’t just kill you like the rest of them!”

“Oh, I’m sorry for keeping you alive past the first day.” Cato shouts in response, “I don’t know why we fucking need you two either. Fuck knows we’d be quicker if this was just the two of us. You know, without you and your superiority complex.”

“Superiority complex?” Gloss scoffs, walking closer to Cato. “A big word for such a stupid man.”

“Ooh you’re hard.” He laughs in Gloss’ face. “You’re calling me stupid when all four of us know who would come out on top if we were to have it out right now. Or do I need to remind you of the scores?”

“Or the odds?” Clio pipes up, now standing beside her boyfriend in case she was required for backup.

“Don’t you fucking start, little miss afraid of the dark. You don’t know shit about my odds.”

“Five to one, mister afraid of snakes.”

“I’m not afraid of the snakes.” He protests, “but you-”

“Shut up!” Cashmere shouts. Everyone’s eyes snap to her as she turns her attention back to the portion of the jungle in front of her. Spreading her fingers wide she gestures in a high-five motion, slapping at the space where the invisible wall was before prior to their argument. “This is pointless. The wall’s gone.”

“Where are the snakes?” Gloss questions, voice raised an octave which causes Cato to erupt in laughter again, folding at the waist. “I’ll kill you.”

“Try. Please.”

“For fucks sake. We’re wasting time just standing here arguing, and have no doubt alerted everyone to our location. So fucking move.” Cashmere yells, grabbing her brother by the bicep and dragging him behind her whilst she stabs the floor with her spear as they walk.

The siblings move ahead, whispering angrily to each other as they part through the heavy jungle flora. Clio and Cato follow behind in tandem, carefully observing the pair ahead of them.

“I know I said it was your call but I want to kill him.” Cato whispers, using a particularly loud rustle of the leaves to disguise his voice.

“Tonight.” She confirms to him when their allies groan in frustration as they slash through rogue vines that block their path. “I’ll embed a knife straight into Cashmere’s forehead and then you can dislodge his spine.”

“God I cannot wait to be rid of him.” He laughs lowly.

“What are you two plotting back there?” Cashmere shouts back to them, turning to raise a playful eyebrow.

“Your demise…” Clio mumbles under her breath just loud enough for Cato to hear before speaking louder when he howls in laughter. “How we’re going to kill the frauds.”

“And how is that?” Gloss asks.

“We ain’t got that far yet, man.” Cato huffs. “You interrupted us.”

“Well I suppose that’s to be expected really. You Two’s are never the sharpest tools in the shed, are you?” Gloss says.

“Sharpest weapons though.”

“See!” He laughs, pointing a finger in their direction. “That didn’t even make sense.”

“It made plenty of sense, Clio, don’t worry.” Cato tells her in a hushed tone. His eyes stare daggers into the back of Gloss’ head, grip tightening around his sword before Clio’s hand rests on his forearm and she silently warns him against it. Begrudgingly, he obliges and they continue to follow the pair through the thickness of the deep jungle.

As they stride forwards in mostly silence, only quiet whispers exclusive to each of the district pairs fill the air, until they reach another invisible wall.

“Oh for fuck’s sake.” They collectively sigh.

“Are those trees shaking?” Cashmere asks them, directing their gazes to several of the trees and shrubs in the segment, which do appear to be shaking. Clio also notices that a few plants lay flat on the arena floor, and roots are exposed at the site where they’ve been ripped from the ground. The floor also seems to be shaking as small cracks are forming in the dried out earth before it stops suddenly.

They push on the invisible wall, stumbling forward when it disappears in front of them yet again. With a cheer, they continue on their path through the jungle. Trees are disturbed, vines interweaving and blocking their path. Fallen foliage creates a labyrinth on the forest floor that causes them to side step into single file to make their way through the jungle; Gloss leads, Cashmere close behind and then Clio walks ahead of Cato - only trusting him to not attack her from behind.

“Each part of the jungle holds features of each of our games!” Clio announces.

“Of course!” Cashmere agrees, nodding her head rapidly as she turns her head over her shoulder to watch her allies behind her.

“Of course not!” Gloss sighs in argument. “Why would they make the games boring by bringing things back?”

“She’s right, man. They brought us back in.” Cato rolls his eyes as he shouts over the two women in front of him.

“Think about it!” Clio throws her hands up in frustration. “Snow’s speech at the parade said favourite tributes and your favourite features. They’ve picked the deadliest thing from each year.”

“Hmm, Cash did have the spiders.” Gloss hums.

“And you had the snakes.” Cato mentions.

“How do you know that?”

“I watched your games.” He responds with a sarcastic shrug to match his facial expression. “I was seven and we obviously rewatched all of the games before this.”

“Oh so you’re a fan.”

“Wouldn’t go that far.” Cato bites back a laugh. “Especially not after I saw your face at the sight of those snakes.”

“Enough.” Cashmere breaks up the argument before it can start. “Earthquakes? Who had an earthquake?”

“I did.” Clio says. “The buildings crumbled.”

The blonde woman nods. “Right. Cato what did you have?”

“I spent two weeks in a blizzard but I don’t think that’ll be in here.”

“Any mutts?” She continues her line of questioning as her mind races with possibility.

“Wolves.” He says simply. “Arctic though.”

“Maybe it’ll be the dogs again.” Gloss proposes. “Dogs made of the tributes we killed.”

“I fucking hope not.”

“Me neither. I hate dogs.” Cato shivers.

“You gonna flood us?” Clio shouts, looking up at the sky through the thick canopy. “No need, Luna’s not with us! Let me get her properly!”

“Clio!” Gloss attempts to scold her through a laugh. “Don’t give them any ideas.”

“Oh come on.” She scoffs. “This has been planned for years. I don't think me mentioning a big wave is really going to change anything.”

Gloss continues to slash through the vines, clearing a path before Clio notices the floor of the jungle seeming to writhe by its own accord, vines seemingly untangling themselves. She blinks a few times, putting the movement down to some sort of hallucinations, concluding it’s probably related to her lack of sleep. It’s got to be mid morning by now, she thinks, maybe ten or eleven o’clock so we’ve been walking for hours without any luck finding anyone. Then the strange movement ends and a light vibration can be felt from the soil underneath her feet.

“Babe, you feel that?” Clio’s face drops as she turns. She tries to convince herself she’s imagining it, something on par with the earlier hallucinations but the small trembling continues as she notices the way the water in her flask is beginning to slosh as she takes a sip.

“Feel what?” Cato questions her, catching up to her and bringing a hand up to her face to make her meet his eyes.

“Earthquake.”

“Angel, I’m not feeling anything.” He says, thumb rubbing small circles on her cheek. “It’s already happened.”

“No, I’m serious. I think it’s another earthquake.”

“What?” The serious tone carrying in her voice wipes the smile off Cato’s face. He notes of a flock of birds taking flight in a panicked burst of flapping and squawking, some flying in the direction of the beach while others seemingly disappear into the edge of the arena. The water sloshes in the flask as Clio quickly twists the seal tight. He felt it this time.

“The beach. We need to get to the beach!” He shouts.

“What? Why?” Gloss shouts back before his attention is drawn to the rumbling beneath the ground. Shouting expletives, he frantically looks for a clear path to the sand, as Cato mirrors his actions; grabbing at Clio’s free wrist and nodding his head in the direction of the centre of the arena.

“No!” Clio disagrees. “We don’t have time. We need to find some kind of shelter and stay low! Some big tree or something!”

The chorus of vibrations grows and sends alarm shivering through their bodies. Instinctively their eyes turn to the towering trunks surrounding them as they widen in realisation, finding two particularly thick trees a short distance away. Big enough to offer some form of protection. As they begin to run, the earth shakes and it feels as though the ground slips right from beneath them, forcing them down to land on their hands and knees. Blood spills from their hands from the forceful motion of landing ungracefully onto hard ground littered with sharp bark and exposed tree roots. The rocking motion continues as small cracks start to spread across the ground, spreading by the second whilst the four of them are stuck moving from one side to the other. Loud crashes can be heard and the loud zapping sound of electricity fills their ears - the same one they had heard last night. Scrambling up, the ground continues to toss them around as they split into pairs and lunge for the large trees.

Right as they reach the tree, the ground lurches upwards under them and sends Clio flying. Her face makes the first contact as she slams into the rough bark of the tree, leaving a large gash on the side of her face. Pain shoots to her nose. Dropping to a squat, she clings to the tree. Her fingers are white-knuckled against the bark as Cato crouches protectively over her, his body as small as he could possibly make it to try and stabilise his balance and form a human barricade over the top of Clio’s smaller body.

Small forest animals dart and scurry away as quickly as possible to seek whatever shelter remains. Rocks tumble from perches, leaves snap as they rain down like confetti and cracks stretch across the terrain as the tremors intensify further. The four of them remain glued to the tree as they watch and listen to sounds of splintering wood, thunderous impact and rain of branches as several of the giant, seemingly immovable, trees surrender to the force and crash to the jungle floor.

Eventually, the shaking diminishes to a small rumble and the four careers carefully push themselves to a stand, both pairs gripping each other's hand tightly. They glance between each other and the giant split in the earth that almost splits the jungle into two but before they can speak, the crunching of twigs and branches covers the air. They take a few steps back away from the source of the noise as they watch the trees beside them begin to vibrate. The earth’s movement suddenly coming to a halt jolts them forward just as a giant wave comes roaring down the hill. There is a loud, high-pitched scream as at least ten feet of water gushes past them, forming a dense wall as it speeds up with every metre it gains.

“Shit.” Cashmere mumbles just after a cannon sounds through the arena.

“Twelve down.” Gloss reminds them with a smile on his face. “And we aren’t having to do anything.” The water continues to surge past them, and a loud crashing sound reaches their ears as the wave hits the salt lake in the centre and smashes against the metal of the cornucopia. Almost immediately afterwards, the water seems to drain from the splice of jungle, leaving only sparse, wet soil with gaps missing where various trees have been pushed downstream.

“I’m a prophet.” Clio laughs as she walks around the tree she was previously gripping and wipes at the blood gathering on the cut on her face with the sleeve of her wetsuit; staining it with a mixture of the thick red liquid and bead of sweat.

“This isn’t funny, Clio.” Gloss scolds her, yet again.

“Oh come on, man.” Cato scoffs as he joins his girlfriend’s side. “It is kind of funny. She told you they were gonna flood us.”

“Lighten up, Gloss.” Cashmere agrees, gently placating her brother. “It was sort of funny, and it means that we’re getting good at predicting what’s going to happen. Let’s keep moving.”

“We shouldn’t.” Gloss declares. “We should turn around.”

“And make no ground?” Cato challenges him.

“The earthquakes started up again. What’s to say the tsunami won’t?”

“Well I don’t really want to face the spiders again and standing here will get us absolutely nowhere, so I’m going.” Clio proclaims as she starts to walk closer towards the area of wet soil.

“Suit yourself!” Gloss shouts, hand moving to grip his spear slung over his back.

“Fine!” Clio retorts and nods her head in that direction, beckoning Cato to follow her as he mutters his annoyance about not being able to kill Gloss under his breath. They can hear Cashmere quietly reprimanding her brother - reminding him of why they teamed up with the couple in the first place - before she calls out for them to wait.

“Hold on! We’re coming.”

“Alright,” Clio shrugs nonchalantly as a smile returns to Cato’s face. “Lead the way.”

She gestures her arm out in front of her to allow the siblings to walk ahead of her. Gloss breaks into a jog, shouting behind him for them to hurry as his sister speeds up to catch up with him.

“I’m fucking sick of him bossing us around, Clio.”

“I know,” She huffs as she bursts with initial acceleration to keep their allies in her sights. “There’s only eleven left so the second it’s dark, we get it done.”

They smile at each other as they run, moving with urgency under the thick humidity as the scent of damp earth envelopes them. Beneath their feet, the soil yields with every stride sending splashes of earthy droplets into the air. The wet soil clings to their boots, leaving muddy footprints in their wake - something they’re all aware they should be conscious of covering but also aware that they don’t care enough to do that right now with the threat of another tidal wave looming over them. Drops of moisture fall from the remaining trees overhead, mingling with the beads of perspiration that trickle down their temples and gather on their clammy skin.

They keep up their pace until the ground underneath their feet returns to the dry, cracked soil and they drop to a much slower amble. It is far too fucking hot to be running , Clio thinks to herself and is relieved when Cashmere is the one to voice that same thought to her brother. The four of them wipe continuously at the sweat on their brow as they finally stop against another large tree. They drop to their knees when their ‘leader’ calls for a rest to catch their breath and moderate their body temperatures again. Clio swipes her legs underneath her and rests her body weight on the base of the tree, swinging them on top of Cato’s once the others follow her lead; creating a similar semicircle formation as they had in their last rest break earlier on. Each of them takes large swigs from their flask, groaning as the lukewarm liquid slips down their throats; giving them some form of momentary relief from the heat and the thick, humid air that had only doubled in intensity since the sun came up. The gentle rustling of leaves returns as the birds and insects hum above them and the sunlight shines on their faces. They close their eyes again for a moment, each sliding to lie on their backs, head behind their heads for support.

Suddenly Cashmere pushes herself to a stand, answering the questioning looks she receives by gesturing to the depths of the jungle with a nod of her head. “I need to pee. Clio, cover me?”

“Fine.” Clio groans, shoving her feet to the floor and following her friend into the jungle.

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hazbinextgeneration · 1 year

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Hazbin Worlds Collide Ch22

(Velvet/Hornet/Nidra/Francis/Tristan/Mako/Brinda and part written by Palettepainter101

Angel-Cake/Maizy/Cheshire/Queeny/Hannibal -me)

The deer shapeshifter felt her eyes narrow to a scowl only a farther could love, her ears dropping back to pin against her head. Her sharp eyes darted up and down her slender figure, noting her untamed red hair, mafia style white suit and the sky blue eyes that looked at her in both curiosity and caution. “..Yes.” Velvet was the first to break the silence “...You’re Cherry bomb, Uncle Angels other daughter”

“That I am.” The taller demon replied paired with a light shrug of her shoulders, keeping her voice low so as to not wake the sleeping kid that was currently snoozing on her bed. “So..” her look hardened and she took a few bold steps forward, but Velvet remained where she stood, meeting her suspicious gaze evenly “Who are you? I know the city like the back of my hat! And I’ve never seen some fancy city girly like you.”

Like Velvet had done to her, she gazed over her look: ruby red hair with darkened tips decorating her ears - a shapeshifter of some sorts. Pink and red striped blazer with pristinely made white trousers and a red and black bow tie to neatly complete the outfit. She hummed mentally, who was this demon?

Velvets absence hadn’t gone by unnoticed by the naga’s friendly little assistant Hornet, whom was close to Alastors family unlike his distant mistress. Slowly but surly ,he scaled up the mountain of stairs and tracked her scent towards the location in which the smiley mans younger spawn was resting. Gurgling softly he head butted the door open with a creak, stumbling clumsily into the room and into the sight of the two girls, causing their conversations to stop

“Hornet?” Velvet question with an unsure blink. Cherry bomb however, had a much different response “Ugh!” Her hands flew to grab her nose in her fruitless attempt to block off the putrid stench that lingered in the room “The fuck is that thing?! Your pet?!” Cherry bomb was never one to be startled easily, a rough start as a mortal left scars, and Hell and its destructive habits didn’t help. But she couldn’t hide her sudden jolt when the sickly green creature turned it’s head and snarled at her. It’s head wobbling unnaturally, it’s milky glassy eye ball rolling in its socket to look at her as best it could.

The creature slunk forward, growling at the unfamiliar figure - and Cherry realised it resembled, for lack of better words, some moldy meat sack in the shape of a rabbit. Cherry bomb instinctively shoved Velvet back and went to grab the lamp from the side table to whack it - until a sharp squeak noise caused her to jerk and pause. Hornets ragged, half rotting ears perked and he looked off to the red haired deer.

Velvet had conjured a squeaky toy, she kneeled down and gave it a squeak and Hornets bristled fur smoothened and he let out a gurgle.

“Easy Hornet. There’s a good boy, Cherry bomb isn’t here to cause trouble to Francis.” Velvet lightly juggled the toy between her hands, and Hornets one good eye followed its movements. Cherry bomb stood their staring in stunned shock, eyes wide as she looked back to the green creature, which must have gone by Hornet.

“You, know that thin- I mean...uhm, Hornet?” Cherry bomb asked, placing the thankfully undamaged lamp back in its rightful place. Velvet smiled at her and chuckled humorously, before tossing the chew toy to Hornet who eagerly grabbed it between his jaws “Of course I do, darling Hornet belongs to Nidra! A close friend despite whatever she may say.”

“Nidra?”

“Hmm..” Velvet crossed her arms “I suppose no ones filled you in with the current situation”

“Wha-Current situation?” Cherry bombs jaw worked, and her mouth opened and closes like a gold fish before she simply said: “...what?!”

Velvet clearly saw that she would have to explain things, but first she guided herself, Cherry bomb and Hornet outside of the room. Giving her a brief description Velvet filled her in on the situation as best she could. Although she was doubtful of Velvets tale all was confirmed true when she came and met with the temporarily new occupants for the hotel. She had off course gotten along the most with Iridescence, the smaller spider from another dimension was Angel’s daughter just like her - so the two clicked almost instantly. One dog by the name of Mako reminded her much of her Uncle Arackniss but she decided not to comment on it. Angle-Cake as well as the others had given her a small warning about his rather explosive temper.

So far everything had gone well for introductions, but Cherry Bomb’s mood had changed in a snap after she had been told of Tristan’s deal with Queeny. Admittedly, Cherry Bomb and Queeny weren’t exactly besties, they were just too different really to have any of the same interests. “Oh shit..” She mumbled “Shit.” She pulled a hand through her hair, looking at the ground to process this new information “...So, when does the loon get here?”

“Some time tomorrow” Tristan said without making eye contact with her. Everyone had been wondering how Tristan had remained so calm, more so Cheshire and Maizy then anyone else. When you had a sibling like Queeny, her antics didn’t come off as all that scary, but the fact that Tristan had remained so calm was...eerily weird. In actually fact, Tristan was worried. Very worried. He knew sealing deals in Hell was a dangerous topic to mess in, making a deal with the radio demon might as well have been a death sentence if you didn’t hold up your half of the bargain.

Tristan didn’t know what it was he had been thrown into, but he had long ago now come to accept that there was no getting out of it. And he knew that Queeny wanted him to meet whom ever this Hannibal was, so he knew that it was unlikely Queeny would hurt him. All she wanted was for him to talk to him. But talk about what he didn’t know, nor did he know how long he would have to talk to this individual. From what he had been told from Miss Charlie Hannibal was indeed related to Queeny, as well as Cheshire and Maizy, through all of them sharing the same farther. However he was also related to Angel-Cake, and Tristan figured out from there that Vaggie must have been his mother.

How someone like Alastor and Vaggie ended up having a child Tristan would never know, nor did he desire too. Miss Charlie had been vague on details due to the topic of discussion being an awkward one, but all Tristan knew about Hannibal’s origins was that he was...a surprise, to say the least.

“Tristan!”

The moth jolted slightly, his tea cup jumping on its saucer but thank Hell none of it spilt over his clothing or the couch. He quickly looked up to the owner of the familiar voice and came face to face with Brinda, who was looking at him with concern. “A-Are you Okay? You were...very quite and, staring off at nothing.” His ear’s lowered at hearing that, he didn’t want to make Brinda more worried then she already was. “I’m fine.” He lied, but he figured it would be nicer to tell her that then the truth.

“...What is it you need Brinda?” Through his time growing up in the chaotic household know as the famous hazbin demons in Hell, Tristan had become all too familiar with gazes that said ‘I need to ask a favour’, and he could read Brinda’s face like a book. The cat demon princess nervously looked off to the side, embarrassed she’d be caught so easily “W-Well..I was wondering if maybe you..” she finally looked to Tristan and made eye contact with him “...Could you check on Francis for me?”

That certainly was an odd request, but Tristan continued to let her speak.

“I know he’s not your brother, but, I’ve just gotten Velvet to calm down! She’s all on edge ever since Francis came through the portal. Nidra’s watching her now but..well..You know how Nidra is” she grasped at her tail and nervously pulled at it “I-I just want to make sure that Velvet stays calm, and I know you aren’t doing anything r-right now so, I, uhm, I figured maybe-“

“Brinda.” Tristan’s much more calmer voice cut Brinda off, silencing her as he placed his tea back on the table and stood “There is no need for you to act so nervous, you’re simply looking out for your friend. That’s very noble of you as a princess.” Tristan didn’t miss the red tone darkening in her cheeks but he didn’t comment upon it “I will check on Francis, you just make sure that Velvet stays calm”

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It hadn’t taken long for him to navigate himself to Francis’s room, directing himself along the many narrow hallways of the hotel until he soon came across the very bedroom in which Francis was resting - or more accurately, where he HAD been resting. Once he reached the doorway he had walked in just as the young teenager began to wake from his slumber, confused at first Tristan soon sat down and laid out the situation simply for him until he understood. He wasn’t surprised when panic sunk in

“S-So..” Francis’s ears fell back, his eyes wide and sad “W-We’re stuck here?”

“For now, Yes.” Tristan had yet to explain the details of the..’deal’ he had made with the most unpredictable of the group. He had left that story till then end for a many number of reasons: he knew that Francis was skittish, and bringing up or mentioning his farther was walking on thin ice. He was sure that Francis wasn’t aware of who Kaycee (Queeny’s Mother) was, but he didn’t want to scare him anymore then he likely already was.

Just the, Tristan went to open his mouth to speak- “Francis?” Francis’s face was drained off all colour and was a ghostly white, mouth hung open in shock and his pupils had shrunk in complete frozen fear. He looked like a deer in headlights. He arched his brow, and then turned around to follow his gaze. “Queeny?” He quickly stood up, instinctively raising his wing to shield Francis from view. The she demon chuckled in humour as the portal behind her snapped shut. “Greetings and salutations little moth. Did you miss me?~” she sang out.

“I...What are you doing here? You said you would arrive tomorrow-“

“Dear little Hanny had the afternoon off from his studies with his careers. And I thought what better way to spend that time then bring him here to see you!” She leaned in closer to him, her demented grin widening by a whole inch “After all, the sooner it’s over the sooner you go home!~”

Tristan peered behind him at Francis as best he could, making sure his wing was raised enough that Francis was out of Queeny’s sight. Honestly, Queeny thought, sometimes people were so predictable. “I am well aware who you are hiding behind your wing.” She stated blankly, causing Tristan to snap his stern gaze to her. “Oh don’t give me that look!! I may be slightly unstable up here-“ she tapped the side of her head with a claw “But I’m no monster! I wouldn’t harm a child!...At least-“ she peered down to end of the bed frame “Not in front of deer little Hanny.”

At the mention of his name, the demon that huddled at the end of the bed shyly peeked our, there feather like ears twitching to the sounds in the room. Once he made eye contact with Tristan the older moth demon noticed his eyes widening by a fraction. The two moths held silent eye contact, their ears twitching a tad, like they were having a mental conversation. Francis, though still shaken and refusing to budge from behind Tristan and having NO intent of ever moving from behind him, nervously peeked a glance out from behind his wing. Not even a second later the smaller moth demon snapped his gaze to him, like he had sensed another presence within the room other then Queeny.

Francis gulped “...H-H-Hello...” He squeaked out, before quickly shuffling back being the safety of Tristan’s wing when he accidentally glanced up at Queeny. Tristan casted a sad gaze down to Francis, he knew that Queeny probably wouldn’t let him leave now. If this younger demons as indeed Hannibal then it was likely that Queeny’s would want him to talk to him then and there. Which meant Francis was likely stuck with him. Tristan honestly has expected something or someone a bit more, intimidating. Alastors magic was in the history books at this stage and his mothers wrath was one to feared.

But this Hannibal seemed, shy, nervous almost.

‘Maybe this won’t be so bad..I hope’ Tristan thought

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Pangolin grass type starter

Roots for ears and underside of tail

Baby is Oblossum. Final evo is grass steel

The baby sticks it’s tail in the ground to like. Regain energy or heal. The middle form is that awkward teenage form where it’s got some over sized petal scales that cover its eyes like an over sized helm

Wooly bear caterpillar that turns into a cat moth cause Virgin tiger moth is what wooly bears turn into

Rhino beetle hyena big dark maybe?

It’s baby is a grub puppy

Water starter goes from like a leopard gecko to a ribbon eel dragon. Coral horns and bits. It’s sleepy and likes to put others to sleep

Final type is water psychic the baby form’s tail is like. Bubbles that are stacked on top of each other to mimic the fatty shape of gecko tails. The middle stage is kinda monitor lizard shaped with just ridiculous coral eyebrows

Fire ferret into fire couatamundi or what ever or like. Civet something long with a big tail that’s fire rock with lava and rock making the tail stripes baby fire ferret tail is a sparkler and the more excited it is the faster the sparkler burns down and when it burns all the way down the ferret just passes the fuck out and sleeps for 18 hours like a real ferret.

Spider with a grass knot or a tumble weed for a butt

Psychic beluga

A vaguely dragon flavored Whaleshark that is dark electric, a type I’ve always wanted to mess with. Basically it’s a whaleshark w a black hole inside of its mouth. I have a lot of fish and sharks I know so maybe I’ll do something else but definitely like the typing and the general concept.

Water grass type loch ness shape based on lotus flowers growing up above the muck

It’s baby form is just a little messy leafy plesiosaur or something

Fighting type babirusa 2 stage

Catnip cat

Shadow thing under blanket/coins/etc like has a mimic vibe it’s like mimikyu like u never see it’s true form it’s just little grabby hands that reach out from under the piles.

Thylacine fossil? Solo fossil like Aerodactl

Rock dark type. Has a long tail that it keeps curled up that looks kinda like an ammonite but it can unfurl so it can hang from things. Like I know possums don’t even really hand from their tails but it’s a marsupial like. Trope? Idk but it’s just to keep it from being an animal in design and more of a Pokémon

Coffee bean that is either grass psychic or grass dark

Grass fire incense Pokémon. Named Intsints kinda shaped like a porcupine, it’s tail is long and on fire like charmander and it lights it’s spines that are fragrant wood.

Rat king three stage. More rat? More rats. This one is gonna be pretty weird like it starts as a little rat with a ruffle around the neck then it becomes two rats connected at the tail like it’s almost a girafarig situation. Then the last one is a Cerberus style three headed rat that’s bipedal. Has three tails as well and the middle head probably has little horns that look like a crown or something. I feel like this is the least fucked up way I can do this tbh. The LEAST body horror.

Grackle to dragon pipeline final evo looks like it fucked a bedazzler. Very bird faced and feathered but also kinda wyvern shaped.

Honey pot ants that r like eevee so I’ve figured out how it works. The first evo or the ‘eevee’ is just a little normal bug type ant that is sort of fluffy and honestly has p good stats. It’s based on a velvet ant that. Yeah I know they’re not ants they’re wasps but it’s Pokémon please don’t @ me about this. Anyway in the ‘game’ there’s new fruits that are vaguely themed as fire water and electric like maybe the water one is a pun off watermelon. Anyway like u just have to feed ur little ant 5 of any one type of the fruit and it evos into a honeypot ant with that type.

Anubit solid ground type little bipedal little puppy that looks like it’s made of sand. Anubold is QUAD haha take that furry bait I bet you all thought this would be a fucken palette swap Lucario but NO it’s all fours and it’s ground rock and it’s very fast because rock types are usually slow but this one is gonna be like greyhound jackal shaped so zoomies.

Tenneric poison electric pikachu clone super cute but has the personality of the tv show pikachu. Like. Will be a problem.

Psychic olm pseudo legendary dragon

Starts as a little axolotl. Very fat an slow and honestly hard to train because they have rly bad stats. The middle form is vaguely cocoon shaped like lots of the earlier pseudo legendary dragons like tyranitar. It has a vague butterfly wing thing going on. The final form is. Slow. It has admittedly bad speed for a PL but it’s special attack is absolutely kooky. It’s very long and serpentine and has no eyes. Vaguely skeletal patterns along its body.

Mythic trope like celebi or victini that is a cuttlefish that changed type depending on the environment or the weather effects so like it would completely wreck a team built around sandstorm it’s a kittlefish like it’s tails are like the tentacles of cuttlefish and it’s eyes are OwO eyes it’s a cute baby cat. Like it’s kitten shaped and around it’s body length there’s a little drill like uh the fin around the mantle of the cuttlefish and then the kitten’s tail is actually the tentacles of the cuttlefish.

Fairy flying golden heron 2 stage maybe ghost fairy because like. They’re said to carry souls to the after life. The first form is kinda like an ibis, small and cute. Known to sing very beautiful but melancholy songs. It’s second form is tall and golden and almost raptor like to keep it from just being a bird. But anyway it’s songs are less somber than it’s previous forms and have a lilting hopefulness to them.

Grass whale. It’s like a hump back cause they’re my fave two stage. The first form is almost dog shaped because lmao u kno. Real life evolution. Pure grass or maybe grass water. Idk I think we need more pure types but grass water is neat. The final form is big

Two headed fawn that turns into the two headed unicorn like that one taxidermy

I want it to split apart and be connected by a spine and like ectoplasm and the girls get little ectoplasm unicorn horns and the boys get ectoplasm antlers

Lamb of tartary Pokémon 3 stage grass wife the 1st is like a little radish or cabbage like oddish middle stage is still mostly grassy but with little goat horns. The final is the furry bait I subverted with the Anubis Pokémon. It’s an anthro lamb with like cotton and wheat for the wool and it has little horns and a fat ass

There should be a water fighting type based off of a betta and the adult evo can have different color patterns assigned at random like Spinda yes I know another gimmick pokemon I’m sorry. The first stage a a liddol guppy with big big angry eyebrows

Fairy rock konpeito

Water steel hippocampus the baby form is just a little pony but with a dolphin tail the full stage is just like. A hippocampus or a Capricorn? I know somewhere on this list I say Capricorn but that’s basically just this but a goat instead unless I do something new which I might. Anyway it’s more dolphin or orca than fish so kinda thick tailed

Poison steel based on mercury. What body types don’t we have. I have a lot of serpentine and insect and like. General mammals. It’s basically like ditto so it’s amorphous but I can do something with it more creative than a blob. Ohhhh my gosh it’s a snail and it’s shell can mimic like a test tube or a thermometer vaguely.

Pure steel type that’s just a mailbox. They’re delivery Pokémon. The little red flags are on both sides and are like. Puppy ears.

Scarab beetle that imitates luxury balls when baby form. Adult form is opulent very fancy black and gold bug rock type

Solid dark type Minotaur two stage. The baby is just a liddol calf very cute and normal type. The full Minotaur is almost ghostly and shies away from light. It’s not quite upright almost a like. Werewolf shaped. Long bent forward neck and a shaggy mane.

Dark poison type two stage based on the shaggy inkcap mushroom. I want to avoid the human shape they did with uhhh what ever that one pokemon was but still have a fairy feeling. So maybe something like cradily. Like it’s mushroom shaped but maybe the top of the mushroom can open up into a mouth? Ok hear me out. Giraffe shaped. Shorter legs thoooooOkapi. It’s a mushroom okapi. The small form is like a baby giraffe tho like it’s neck can’t hold up it’s head and it’s always a little wobbly.

Also I want a fairy type that’s pure fairy because monotypes are actually p important to cannon Pokémon games anyway. Fairy type two or three stage. I can’t do the deer idea I had because now that’s the legendary basically. So like. Shooting star/sea angel. They’re like a little bit like willowisps in the first stage, and then they become like ethereal sea Angel or sea butterfly shaped fairies. Almost human but. Clearly not.

Split evo spider one is bug fairy one is bug dark both jumpers just the fairy is a peacock spider the dark is a bold jumper

Fire steel red river hog two or three stage. The final evo has huge steel tusks and steel hooves and maybe like. Steel bristles down back. Very beefy and cool.

I want a Pokémon that evolves differently if it’s in the wild vs if it’s caught and trained

And now that I’ve decided to make Pokémon based off my cats there we go like the base is normal and it’s a kitten like it’s a very small baby super baby tiny and if it’s caught as this baby and raised by someone it turns into a big soft normal flying but if it’s left to the wilds it becomes a normal fighting and it’s like. A Bamf

Hummingbird mouse griffin that’s flying fighting because grasshopper mice and hummingbirds are both so Aggro it’s a single stage, high speed and high attack but total glass cannon.

Gold orb weaver that can use a move like pay day that gets you money it’s baby form is often mistaken for gold nuggets it’s adult is gonna kinda look like a gold skulltula from Zelda, but like I want it to have long delicate legs and be kinda pretty.

Normal type that is a like. A harp like idk deer with harp antlers or something with strings between spines on its back idk idk

I kno I have a couple mushroom Pokémon already I think but like what about a lion with a lions mane mushroom for a mane tho

Like the region is already kinda apocalyptic feels so maybe it makes sense there’s a lot of mons that are kinda fungal. Idk. …

Make a quest beast that isn’t a giraffe

Mahoganbee. It’s not a bee it’s a mahogany wasp it’s a solo Pokémon and it’s bug and grass and it’s a friend

Water fairy solo Pokémon that’s a manta ray with like rainbow elements so like when it breaches the water it leaves like. The wrainbows in the air and idk I’m sleeping

An object Pokémon that’s a snake Made outta horse shoes. Solid metal but then the evo is steel dragon and you add spurs as spikes on the back to make it bulky and sharp

Also maybe a Capricorn cause like. Fish goat. Oh maybe a foil to the hippocampus

The difference is it’s water fire and it’s got big Ram horns that have steam vents and it has some inspiration from deep sea thermal vents and the weird worms that live around them like. The white and red ones.

Grass type that is a lion with a mane made of peacock feathers. Actually I can’t do this one the legendary is a lion now so I think this could be one of the fossils like. A frilled lizard with peacock feathers? Idk this one is on thin ice tbh

Shrimp horse. Water normal type. It’s a shrimp but it has hooves so. A little ugly and a little cute.

I already have Anubis so like I kinda wanna do set or like a typhonic beast so like the baby is pure dark and then the evo is dark electric or dark dragon but these also stay quad. Take some giant ant eater insp. As a secret shout out to Kingdom Hospital.

I Dont think there are any rock ghost Pokémon so like a ghost that is fused with a tombstone? Ough maybe a stego that has headstones as it’s back fins and it can have like a Celtic cross for its tail this isn’t a fossil Pokémon tho I don’t vibe with a fossil being revived just to be a ghost maYBE it’s Jersey Devil shaped. Like idk idk idk but I’m scheming this feels close

Regional variant one is a deaths head hawk moth and one is a Luna moth yeah like. I know another bug pair and another region exclusive thing. It’s my region I love bugs I’m sORRY

Ok but a fire type that is a lava lamp like maybe a giraffe with lava lamp neck or a Fox with a lava lamp tail

Baby bat that is normal type that just has a big honking nose like big v shaped nose it can’t fly yet it’s head is like the size of the rest of the body it’s all shnoz and all ears the grown up form has like frilly wings like a parasol

European starling that is flying steel because the gold on the wings the end form is steel fairy or psychic? Something what ever it’s gonna be spacey

Wait another shark that is water ghost and it’s a shark with ghost fins because of shark fin soup and let it be thresher shark shaped cause it will make it a little more unique

Psychic poison scorpion. The baby is bug poison. There’s eyes inside the claws and like the lore is that people use it as a psychedelic. Is that too much for a Pokémon game? Oh well I guess.

Rock water type that’s like. The baby is a grotesque and it’s just rock but the gargoyle is rock water because. Architecture. Idk.

The regional rodent is raccoon based and it gets more rabid looking as u go. It starts normal but it ends up electric type because l bet everyone is gonna guess it’s dark type but nope it’s electric

A pair of pokes that’s like. One is a wolf in sheeps clothing one is a sheep in wolfs clothing. The wolf in sheeps is dark fire and the sheep in wolfs is grass fairy so they’re both effective to each other somehow

Pure water type that is a brittle star sea star that like. Walks around like u used to walk ur hand around U kno? Like it is just a little creachur

Legendaries maybe growth and decay themed so the decay legendary is mushroomy and the growth is flowery ofc But like what animals the third legendary is based on like the pure core of life and I want it to have a crazy god particle feel it’s got like a double helix tail and maybe horns oh maybe it’s a kirin. The decay Pokémon is maybe named Endrophy

Manticore Pokémon but instead of a human face it has a baboon face because I don’t like human mons and also baboons are cool as fuck. I feel like I have a lot of single stage so maybe this one has a baby form that’s just like a little normal type lemur

I want a shark Pokémon that’s fairy and very sweet because everyone loves dolphins and they’re shitty and sharks are good

Bug dragon that’s like. The frills of the face are the moth wings with like the eye spots like it’s. Complicated but it’s good it’s very cool ok I swear. The other bug influence is it has six legs otherwise it’s like. Very western dragon shaped.

Ghost that is a chameleon that is like. Glow in the dark skeleton idk maybe it’s body and shape is like made of smoke like the gengar line

Normal grass type that’s a terrarium. Maybe a turtle shape. I don’t want it to be too similar to torterra tho. So maybe a like. Bearded dragon because they’re kinda pancake shaped in the middle.

Ice type that’s like a wooly mammoth but no. It moose. Wooly moose.

It’s probably got a first evo that is like some sorta little baby yak that’s just a shuffling carpet of fur with yak horns that are low enough to be ground level. Like. They are little snow plows or something.

I want a white rabbit with red eyes that looks at first glance very fairy type but it’s actually dark/fighting type and it’s not a rabbit it’s a hare so it’s inherently rly fucked up the baby form of it is like a little puff ball dust bunny or mochi bunny or something that’s strict normal

Firefly shooting star Pokémon it’s bug lightning the baby is just a little sparkle star the middle is a uhhh it’s a rock like it’s a meteor u kno and yeah shooting star firefly

There is a sheep Pokémon that is the like. Poster child for Delta Pokémon it’s a normal type but at any point u can take it to a Modico station and change its type and form. Like froufrou or what ever it was called. It’s a sheep because of dolly the cloned sheep

I need a fire type that has spikes like maybe a stego? But basically the spikes are made of fire and like high intensity torch style flames so they look sharp

Abrice the ice psychic abra and koldabra there isn’t a third evo because the psychic power is dampened

Fairy fighting or flying fighting swan that is based on like. Swan lake and also the fact that swans are so fucken scary

Rock water type that idk what animal shape but it’s got like drippy fur that’s actually strings of crystals that are shaped like water drops it’s. A complicated concept but it’s fine. It’s fine it’s ok I’ll work it out. Maybe it’s like a kelpie but with a croc face.

The evil corp is called Modico Corporation

They front as a company of good will and change progress etc etc I feel like because I know how people are and I know that if I had a chance I would absolutely give myself a tail or like cat ears like. Yeah I feel like there’s a trend of people getting modded to have like eevee ears and pikachu tails. So like now that Pokémon games have character customization I could see you going to Modico buildings in different cities to get different Pokémon parts. Like I’m not gonna add this to the region probably because I feel like people would shit themselves about it especially a certain YT channel but what ever it’s fine. I’m just saying it would be very much a thing people would do.

The evil _team_ like the grunts and the shady gang that is connected to Modico but like secretly is called Team ChimeRNA

Cause like. DNA and rna like. And they’re doing gene splicing. Anyway team Chimerna are notorious for causing a lot of damage when ever they go on a rampage and often steal Pokémon so people assume they’re just a less organized team rocket but turns out the truth is team chimerna are literally just there to cover up when ever a Modico experiment escapes or goes crazy. Like they just destroy everything to destroy evidence that would leak back to Modico. Most of team chimerna are a lot more capable than they let on so people don’t get wise to the methods behind their madness

Some of the original canon pokes u can catch you can also take to a Modico station ‘modicubes’ that are like in Pokémon centers and stuff anyway u can take them and some you can change to like Entolian Forms and some you can just change their types. Not all can be changed like there will only be like 20 or so and the company says it’s because cracking the Genome of different Pokémon takes time because Pokémon vary so widely.

U can see delta Pokémon in the wild as well tho it’s not common. When a Pokémon is delta variant it has a different color or pattern so it’s like easy to see. It’s kinda like finding a shiny but it’s not that rare. They also don’t sparkle when u find them just different colors. If u breed a delta there’s a percentage that u can breed a delta. Some Pokémon can only get one delta type but some have like idk maybe three options. It’s not like. U can take any Pokémon and add any element. That’s what Modico wants but they’re not there yet.

The region is a series of islands. Not like Hawaii more like. Iceland and Greenland and like. A third idk. Anyway most travel is don’t by bird like that’s the fast travel mechanic and it’s by a giant condor themed bird that also takes flavor from bearded vultures. The babies are a sit stupid cute but useless. They’re dodos. Like I almost want to make the islands connected by crazy wild ‘roots’ that turn out to be mycelium but you walk across them to get from one to the next but then like the surfing Pokémon mechanic would be useless? Idk idk idk.

I need a thistle Pokémon. It’s my fave flower? Why don’t I? Like a little nondescript mammal with a lot of thistle spikes and a big fluff butt like a thistle flower. Maybe a capybara?

Dumbo octopus rock type it’s like a bat it flies with its flaps it’s so good and cute

So I have a few redundancies like several sheep adjacent and sharks and so many bugs and like this is a valid issue I’m admitting I have, it’s clear I have preferences but like if I don’t end up diversifying I can just say that it’s because right after a mass extinction there’s often less diversity as like. Existing species start to fill now empty niches. Like a weak excuse but like it’s a fakemon region that’s like FOR ME so.

So three islands that are the main path the gym challenge takes, there’s a handful of islands that only appear at certain times when the waters recede. This is where you can find nuggets pearls etc as well as some rare Pokémon. Not the legendaries cause that would suck having to wait wait. It’s a cluster of small islands that have a lot of mangrove trees and ancient ruins scattered around as a little story hook showing how grand the world used to be. I want it to be kinda solemn and quiet in tone like it’s still a Pokémon game but my fave parts of early Pokémon games were lavender town and the burnt tower like these. Stark and quiet places. Something bad happened. But it’s important to remember. I think it was a like natural disaster cause it prolly wouldn’t be cool to have Pokémon go through nuclear winter. Tho. It would explain why there’s like so many weird ass Pokémon … maybe It was something like. A Pokémon that absorbed infinity Energy at such an advanced rate that it became unstable and it like. Fractured and the energy released was like a nuclear fall out and it warped a lot of the Pokémon in the region. Like eevee is said to have weird dna so maybe the unleashed energy altered Pokémon dna around the region and made it less stable

Unrelated to anything but since my self insert is the big type elite four. Page gets a self insert that is the dark elite four

Nine can be steel type and holl can be psychic. She’s blind and has a seeing eye psychic Pokémon because that’s cute. Hell can be the last gym leader that’s dragon type

Town and island names

Whole region: Ento Region

First Island: Ourasph island (named for Ourasphaira. The oldest known fungi)

Towns:

Willowbark Town: first town. Named for willow tree bark that has medicinal properties. Ties in theme of healing and recovery. Small and fairly rural town that is right next to a marsh with lots of willows and a river. The marsh is kinda like a viridian forest. A place to catch some different Pokémon than u would see just on route 1’s tall grass. The town has a small community, a Pokémon rehab clinic which is actually where you get your starter. The region’s Pokémon professor works here and lives right next door. Her name is Prof. Maple and her wife is Prof. Laurel who is the more tech savvy prof who gives you a Pokédex.

There’s a person who will plant berries for you in their garden here and this is a way to get the berries that evolve the ants.

Echinacea city:

Barely a city but it’s got it’s pride. This is the first gym, fighting type. There’s a Pokémon center here and also an arena that is being built. After u ‘beat the game’ you can come back and challenge harder versions of npcs that u have already fought.

Amaranthe:

Staghorn:

Second island: Pleuro Island (named for Pleurotus aka oyster mushrooms. The fastest growing mushrooms.

Nova Sotis: a play off of Myosotis which is the name for Forget Me Nots. I almost just named this town forget me not but maybe that’s on the nose idk. Anyway. This is the first city you come to on the second island and this is where you first see how much damage was really caused In the Event. While the first island is slightly overgrown and there’s a lot of Buildings that are seen abandoned and ruined, this island is desolate. This island wasn’t hit with overgrowth it was drained of life by the unicorn. Nova Sotis is a port and more of a city than a town or village. There’s kind of a lot happening here as it’s a turning point in the tone of the ‘game’. There is a memorial shrine here and it’s sort of like Pokémon tower in lavender town, it’s a place of reverence and remembrance. This city also has a library where u can read up on the lore and get some details on the legendaries and the Event. Either in the library or as a building all it’s own there’s a small museum like there was In pewter town. This is where u revive fossils and buy ‘souvenir replicas’ of some of the items for Pokémon like the griseous orb or the ancient sword. Idk if Like any of these pokes are gonna be in the region but I’ve always liked the idea of finding a real relic in a kitchy souvenir shop.

Coriolis Valley-

Third Island: Clados Island (named for Cladosporium, a radiotrophic fungi found in Chernobyl.)

The elite four is here there is ofc the victory road. Idk what else there might be.

Lore

There were two eggs. One black one white. One produced tons of infinity energy to you know. Help the world thrive. One absorbs infinity energy to keep things from. Idk exploding like keep things from going too off the rails.

Somehow the absorption egg (black one) is cracked. Damaged. It starts pulling in more and more and more. It hatches. It’s beautiful and looks like a regal lion that’s primarily pink and gold and white but it is actually, despite its pure look, the destructive Pokémon. It’s covered in black thorns and spikes like briars that haven’t been pruned.

When it hatches so does the white egg. It’s a deer like unicorn that is delicate and fragile looking. It’s covered in mushrooms and looks like absolutely rotten. The lion egg took too much and while once it was the source of infinity energy and grown it’s now been used up and is just a shell of itself.

At first glance people look at the lion and assume it’s like a protector etc but it’s corrupted, too full of infinity energy that everything it does is fueled by its anguish. Like how mega evo is said to hurt and make Pokémon aggro. Same same but different. The lion isn’t a killer it doesn’t hate people it’s just too beefed up. The unicorn tries to sequester itself away because where ever it goes it seems to wither grass and cause rot as it’s body tries to like. Stay alive after what was taken.

The eight badges also come with shell fragments. The gym leaders all kinda mention like. Idk these have been passed down or this came to me to keep but for some reason I feel like I need to give it to u etc. the 9th fragment comes from like. Maybe the prof or a rival. Anyway you put the bits all together and make a special pokeball to catch the lion to let it rest and become uncorrupted or you catch the unicorn and like let it regain its former strength and then u fight the other and can like use the master ball on it or what ever.

I’m debating on them having ‘pure’ forms after you heal the one you catch in the egg like the lion becomes it’s true form where it’s all ghostly and dark but still like. Regal and now it’s in balance so it doesn’t sap life like the corrupted unicorn does. And ofc the unicorn becomes floral and soft and it emits like gentle light because it’s no longer corrupted and now it’s back in its proper role. But people might like the forms as they are so maybe it’s like with the griseous orb for giratina and the Pokémon only changes appearance when holding it. Like that way u can still get the story plots but people can choose if they want the rot unicorn or the flower unicorn for their team.

The theme of the region is like.

Building after disaster. It can probably be seen as an allegory for healing after trauma or disaster. Like it’s been some 150-200 years since the egg cracked and there was like the explosion of infinity energy where the lion basically. Took every last bit the unicorn had which like. It should have been limitless but the lion just stole it all so fast it like snuffed out the flame of growth or what ever. And in that instant when both Pokémon became corrupted it like. Destroyed 3/4 of the region. Now in the present the two Pokémon have gone into hiding and people are rebuilding and like the towns are bustling and the world is starting to heal but there’s scars. There are still places that the unicorn lingered too long in that are basically like Chernobyl. Dead zones. Wastelands. Some barren some full of fungus and warped trees. The places the lion razed are too overgrown with too much energy buzzing within. Like homes covered in kudzu and trees bursting up through the hearts of sky scrappers. So like you get to see both sides of disaster u kno but mostly. People are just trying to rebuild. The Pokémon league remains mostly as an echo of tradition but it’s purpose is also to train Pokémon trainers who are strong enough to protect the people if the lion or unicorn (depending on which version ur playing) ever wake up.

There’s the evil company or what ever tho that, like it says up there, wants to fuse people and Pokémon so the people themselves can defend against what ever and also because it’s a Pokémon game; for money and to take over the world.

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