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lovingsiriusoswald · 4 years

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A Guide to Olympia Traditions and Trademarks

I'm back in action babeeyyyy!! I had this set up ages ago then things got in the way, but the Cradlesona discord was big help in solidifying Soph and Charles's family!! I planned to have visuals for this but I might repost this at my art blog @gypsophiaa !

- some people at the server asked me if they could use the format i used, you guys are free to use it too if you want to!

|| see soph’s profile || see charles' profile || see charles' reference sheet ||

Other notes: Elliot and Elizabeth Marlowe belong to @5-of-spades !! Thanks for letting me use the bbs 💕

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1. The Earrings

An Olympia must inherit the trademark golden hoop earring.

The earring's embellishment has a unique pattern that only the Olympias can use.

To acquire the earring, the child must have a direct relationship to the noble family.

Example: The previous 8 of Hearts and his son Charles. His younger sister, Andrea, and her daughter Sophia.

However, the daughters from the original Olympias should no longer have their children receive an earring.

An exemption to this rule is when the child uses the Olympia name, but those children's children can no longer have the earring.

Example: Sophia took her mother's last name, thus receiving the earrings. When married, her noble title and status is used and her children can acquire the earrings. However, the next generation could no longer have them.

2. Beauty Mark

The Olympias have a dominant gene of having a beauty mark on any part of the face.

Example: Sophia has a mole above her lip, on the left side; while Charles has a mole below his lip, on the right side.

3. Parties within Red Territory

Olympias organize many parties alongside the Clemences in Red Territory.

In any occasion at all, as long as there is a party, an Olympia must be one of the organizers and hosts.

Its been a tradition within the Olympias to showcase their relationships among the nobles and their position in the army.

Example: Charles hosting a party as thanksgiving for the nobles' support as he took over as the Eighth of Hearts.

4. Skill in the Arts

The Olympias, before taking over as the family that runs the Eight of Hearts, were artists of all fields.

Its become a tradition to expose their children to the many fields of arts.

Example: Sophia is a painter, while Charles is a singer.

An Olympia can have more than one field to master.

Example: Sophia is also a stage actress and writer, while Charles is also a clothes designer and musician.

The Olympias are well-known artisans and always goes beyond expectations.

5. Journals

An Olympia is given one maroon colored journal, with the trademark pattern carved on its spine.

These journals are only tokens of recognition that they are part of the family.

Example: Sophia was given her journal after arranging her feud with Charles, and clearing her and her mother's name. She was 25 at the time.

6. The males cook better than the females

This was pure coincidence during the past 100 years.

The Olympia sons learned how to cook for their wives yet the daughters could cook very little to not at all.

Example: Charles is an excellent cook while Sophia can accidentally burn the house down.

However, the daughters have developed a skill in taste testing, helping their brothers and cousins cook better.

7. Holidays

Olympias are known to be family-oriented by nature, thus celebrating festivities are always family reunions.

The latest generations often host these parties and reunions.

Olympia families living overseas all come home during Christmas and New Year's.

They all get along quite well — they cook and eat together, sing songs with the music, dance a lot and tell many stories of the past year.

8. A Birthday Celebration

This one is more personal.

It is celebrated by direct family on the day itself, where the celebrant can bring one guest with them. They would celebrate at private location, to make the celebration more serene.

Example: Soph celebrated her birthday every year at the Lake of Tears with her parents, usually inviting her childhood friend, Elliot or Elizabeth.

Friends and other family members would be celebrated prior or after the birthday.

These parties are usually grand and filled with high society nobles.

However, Sophia had never celebrated grand parties.

#ill be back with visuals of how these look like uwu #ikemen revolution #ikerev #ikerev oc #ikemen kakumei #cradlesona #cradlesona event #cradlesona family suited pair #and possibly a cg of charles and soph breathing in the same place without charles trying to kill soph

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candyflossclouds · 5 years

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fortis fortuna adiuvat

fortis fortuna adiuvat : "Fortune favours the bold", translation of the Latin proverb. The slogan has been used historically in the military in the Anglosphere, and it is used up to the present in the US Army and on the coats of arms of individual families and clans.

Tagging: @plumpblueberry @cradlesonanetwork

A very big thank you to Amelia for hyping me up ahaha ❤️

It’s my first ever fic guys! Hope you guys like it :)

Another battlefield. The heavy smell of copper lingered in the air; the aftermath of a war. His boots crunched on the ground as he trudged through the battlefield, accessing damage.

“General.”

The voice he has been waiting for. He looked up, meeting the eyes of the woman. Blue with a tinge of purple. It was always those same set of eyes.

He smiled. “My Lady. What brings you onto the battlefield?”

“I think that you and I both know the answer to that question, am I right?” She rewarded him with a cheeky grin, one that he never tires of seeing.

She stepped forward, her white tunic gently flowing behind her, as she moved towards him.

“Congratulations on winning the war, General.” He was rewarded a kiss on the cheek as a laurel wreath was gently placed on his head.

“Thank you, My Lady.” He hesitated. He wondered though. What did he do to deserve victory.

“May I ask, why me?”

She smiled at him again, her eyes twinkling as she pressed her lips to his. “fortis fortuna adiuvat, General.”

He was in a different battlefield this time. They’ve won, again. He realized he was on a horse. Startled, he quickly adjusted his grip on the reigns. He looked behind him. His army was trudging on horseback, on the way back to their country.

“Praetor.”

That voice. It’s her again. He looked to his left. She was there, her startling blue eyes glancing up at him in concern. It was always her. That voice, those eyes…

“Are you alright?”

He shooed his thoughts away.

“I’m fine. Just...tired.”

She smiled at him. “You did well. You deserve a break. It’s all thanks to you, that our legion has emerged victorious. ”

“Please, this was a group effort, Praetor.”

She cocked an eyebrow and nudged her horse closer to his.

“Hmm. How noble of you. How about...after the celebrations, come visit me in my chambers tonight. I have a special gift for you.”

He would be lying if he said he wasn’t at least a little flustered at her suggestive tone. He cleared his throat when he felt his cheeks heating up, his thoughts betraying him as they painted vivid scenarios of what was to come.

“Praetor...I’m waiting for my answer…”

He snapped out of his thoughts. “But… I didn’t do anything worthy enough for your company.”

She shook her head and laughed softly. “What you have demonstrated on the battlefield was courage, and...fortis fortuna adiuvat, Praetor.”

She pressed her lips to his.

He opened his eyes. He was in a room. Where was he? He sat up in his bed and looked at his surroundings.

“Huh.” He thought. He was in his room at the Black Army Headquarters. Was it...all a dream? That was a strange dream. But, somehow...maybe it was a gut feeling, or maybe deep inside, he knew what it was. It was all real. Those were his memories, those were all previous incarnations of him.

“Ray?” A soft voice snapped him out of his thoughts. That voice. No way...

He turned to his left. There she was, those familiar blue eyes with a tinge of purple...staring back at him. This time, they belonged to the woman currently in his bed, wearing nothing but his shirt.

“Hey.” He laid back onto the bed and snuggled into the covers.

“Are you alright?” She inched closer to him, reaching up to stroke his cheek.

“I’m fine.” He smiled at her. Hmm. Something was at the back of his mind.

“Hey...do you remember when we defeated Amon? To be honest, I still can’t believe we won. I...thought we would’ve lost...” He trailed off.

She smiled at him, as she pressed her lips to his once again, like she has done, every time, for millennia. “Of course we would’ve won. After all...fortis fortuna adiuvat, my King.”

He knew now, what she was. An incarnation of the Goddess Nike, the goddess of Victory. She was with him, in every victory he has claimed.

And he was...the incarnation of Mars, the God of War.

#ikemen revolution #cradlesona event #cradlesona mythology #ray blackwell #ikerev #ikemen revolution fic #izzwrites

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gypsophiaa · 5 years

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Sophia Olympia: Student Profile

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school days event is here and may i present to you my persona’s not-so-canon student life!!! i’m proud of these character sheet i made and had been itching to post it since i finished it uwu, thanks to the guys at the cradlesona discord for hyping this up!! fics about her student life will be over at @lovingsiriusoswald so i hope you look forward to it!

come join the event!! go write fics!! go make art!! go do a moodboard!!! go create a playlist!!! do whatever!!! more info here!

a more detailed profile under the cut!

Year/Course: 2nd Year BFA (Bachelor of Fine Arts), Major in Painting

Favorite Subject: Aesthetics and Color Theory

Least Favorite Subject: Sculpture

Affiliated Organizations: Art Association of Cradle, University's Arts Organization

Student History: A masterful apprentice for a famous art teacher in the university, she entered college at 16 and earned a scholarship. Student representative for BFA. In any school event, she would often be appointed as the design committee leader.

Student Life: Known for her works and recommendations from various local art groups, Soph is the student organization leader for the university's arts organization and the mastermind behind the beautiful designs around the campus in every event. She's the person to go to when you need help with design, and she will gladly help! Always working with the Performing Arts, Visual Arts and Business Management students, she's often busy but handles her deadlines well. Barely has time for sleep, what more for parties? She would join, however, the after parties of a school event; she loves to lay back once in a while. Volunteers quite often in charity programs.

Study habits: Sleeps for only 2-4 hours, goes all out for her projects since everyone expects so much for her; sometimes the reason why she's found knocked out on the floor of her dorm. She balances her tasks, has an alarm set and neat to-do list to keep track of deadlines of everything she needs to do. Saturdays are for her apprenticeship or extra curricular and Sundays are her absolutely-no-work days. Honor student without even trying and is very humble about it. She's that girl that sits by the window and doodles on her notebook but still gets high grades. Her study habit is fazed when pressured, she either stop functioning and does something stupid in her work or gets really, really irritated that she would drop the project mid-progress.

Relationships:

Seth Hyde - Soph and Seth is an overpowered duo in campus when it comes to designing and creativity, they’re always teaming up together to make the best designs at every event! Soph also works as a model for him from time to time when he designs new clothes, he’s practically memorized her measurements to give her the best clothes.

Jonah Clemence - As a Drama Major, Jonah expects the best quality in set designs from Soph. For the past two years since he learned about her skills, he comes to her to help with their plays. They bicker quite often, especially when he pressures her to do better or work faster -- she always ends up irritated and she stops mid-progress to catch a breath first before working again. She’s still expecting an apology, but she finishes her work either way.

Fenrir Godspeed - They first met when he sent a soccer ball her way by accident and knocked her off the ladder while she was painting. He got there in time to save her but both of them were doused with her paint. He profusely apologized and prompted to buy her all the sweets she wants, and their little day out brought them closer. Soph secretly loves his energy but often scolds him when he starts a fight, making her the mediator before the professors find them. Fenrir also helps Soph get away from her cousin, Charles, when he starts to fight with her.

Ray Blackwell - Met him through Fenrir and immediately bonded. He teases her a lot for her smaller height but looks up to her skills. She helps him out with note taking, using cats in her doodles to help him remember some notes he tends to overlook. She also listens to the literature he talks about and finds inspiration in them. Ray also makes sure to get Soph out of her messy situations with Charles, he can’t stand him looking so down on her and degrading her even if he was older than him.

Zeta Oswald - Her first friend turned bestie in campus! Zeta, being the extroverted woman that she is, instantly adopted shy, little Soph the moment she laid eyes on her and was fortunate enough to be her roommate at their dorm. They just clicked and they’re almost inseparable, after class hours they would be walking around the field to catch up and have snacks before Soph goes in her extra-curricular. She helps her in sorting her plans for the week and her assignments, Soph always needs another opinion in her works and she gives her the right critics to improve. She also introduced Soph to Sirius, Lancelot and Harr.

Sirius Oswald - When Zeta first introduced her to him, they didn’t get to talk that much because Lancelot asked several questions about her family before she ran off to her extracurricular activities. They met on another time by chance at the field, while Soph was painting the blooming flowers he was about to tend to. The spot became their rendezvous. Sirius and Soph treated each other like siblings until he graduated. She had a bouquet of purple roses, accompanied with Baby’s Breath -- in the language of flowers, it meant “you enchanted me” and “I love you forever.” She confessed first, much to everyone’s shock. They only started dating a few months after his graduation.

Lancelot Kingsley - He knew Soph before from the auctions where her art dealers sold her paintings. When they were formally introduced, he asked if she was related to Charles and mentioned her mother’s works in an attempt to make her feel welcome despite her cousin’s subtle, but growing harassments. Lance teases her when he found out Soph’s blooming love for Sirius and has been trying to get them to admit their feelings. Lowkey pissed at them being mutual pining idiots.

Harr Silver - He loves watching her paint and became an audience. He shyly asks for her opinions with his drafts in his architectural projects and Soph always praises him for his great style and improvement every time. They don’t talk much but being in the other’s company isn’t awkward and actually motivating to work.

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the-cashewpeia · 5 years

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The Magical Bond (Harr x Valerie)

Title: The Magical Bond

Pairing: Harr Silver x Valerie Horizon (Cradlesona)

Additional characters: Loki Genetta and Sirius Oswald

Genre: Angsty

Note: Dreamer's curse AU (Cradlesona September's event held by @cradlesonanetwork )

Word count: 1990

Thank you @plumpblueberry for helping me beta read my messy work ❤

Another works here!

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Gone. She's gone.

Harr didn't really count how many hours had passed. But all he could remember was how Valerie's tears stained her red face, pain succeeded to prevent her smile from forming, before she stormed out of his house.

"Okay. If all you want from me is to leave, then I'll leave. Don't expect me to come again. Ever!"

Her last words were interrupted by sobs and chokes, but Harr could recall every syllable that came out from her mouth.

The black haired wizard slumped on the floor, as his legs gave up after sprinting to everywhere he could think of. He had run from Lake of Tears, to her family cottage, to Central Quarter, to Cradle's public library, in all places his mind could remember. But it didn't work. She had already gone. Just like that.

He sat there, in the living room, recalling every sweet memories they'd share in the said place when the once closed door opened noisily. Harr automatically turned his head, but soon his expectation crushed the second he realized who the guest was.

"Loki." The mismatched-eyed man frowned upon realizing his depressed and disappointed tone. Even his hoarse voice betrayed him to keep his cool.

"What are you doing here? And where's Val? I thought she had already come here before I arrived."

Loki's train of questions left his tutor's mind in a blank state. He couldn't answer those questions. How would he knew what the answers were; he ran all across the Cradle just to find them!

A pair of different orbs staring at still silent Harr. The black haired man shook his head weakly, as a string of words left his parted lips.

"I... I don't know. She left... I... I told her to leave...."

"Why don't you hear me! Oh, I wish you just get out of here!"

Harr quietly sobbing his heart out, regretting every harsh word that spat out to her face. He even still remembered how her calm facade broke, as his words left a new scar to her already wounded heart. As he pictured her wet face, a stream of warm liquid flowed from the corner of his visible eye and left darker spots on his clothes.

"You... you're the worst! I thought... I thought you won't...."

Oh how he wished that he could return to that time and prevent himself from said those forbidden words. How he wished to made her stay and finish all what she wanted to say to him. How he wanted her to punch him instead of leaving him behind like this.

The Cheshire Cat blowed quickly, as his odd-colored eyes shot the older man a sorrowful look. He never witnessed Harr in such state, moreover after him and the said 'Val' got together some time ago.

"I... I've tried to find her everywhere, but...." Harr trailed off, refusing to admit a fact that....

She was already gone.

His mind begging him to stop looking for her, yet his heart and body turned down that idea.

What if she was hurt? What if she met some dangerous thugs? What if she was lost and couldn't find her way? What if....

"Harr." Loki called his name softly, "she'll be fine. You know that."

Yes. Of course he knew. She was the 9 of Spades anyway. Of course she was strong enough to defend herself without anyone's help.

But he couldn't stop to worry. Not before he attested that she was really safe and sound with his own eye.

As Harr was lost in his own thoughts, Loki watched him quietly without moving an inch. He was drawn in the Joker's pool of sadness. It wasn't only that. The younger man could see how much tiredness was consuming his body, yet the thought of his lover preventing him to stay still.

How Loki wanted to tell his tutor to take a rest. But knowing the answer, he decided to plan another strategy.

"Harr, you've heard about Dreamer's Curse?"

The said man shot no response, as if to give Loki a cue to continue.

"It said that whatever wish you hoped for at exactly 11:11 would come true." He eyed the wall clock, its short hand pointed between 9 and 10, "I think you should--"

"You think I'll sit around doing nothing and just hope that she will come back?" Harr's brows scrunched, "no. I won't do that."

Without giving Loki a chance to reply, the ravenette wizard stood up and stormed out of the house. His tall form disappeared within a second, as a blinding light engulfed him, leaving the younger man alone in the warm house.

Harr blinked his eye as his feet finally touched the ground. He eyed the dim hallway, trying to recognize a certain door before opening it wide, revealing an older man before him.

"Harr?"

Wrong door.

"Sorry, Sirius." The said man attempted to close the door, but was unable to a pair of strong hands forcing it to stay open.

"Harr." Sirius, the older man known as Queen of Spades, asked, "What are--"

"I need to find Valerie."

Hearing the reply that left Harr's mouth, Sirius finally realized what happened today, as he recalled how hard the 9 of Spades tried to push him away whenever he picked the chance to ask. He didn't need to know all the reasons behind that action. All he knew was that the two were having a fight. A rather big fight for a silent couple.

"She's gone." Sirius' monotone voice reverberated in the wizard's ears.

She's gone.

That's the words he grew to hate the most. That's the words that were running around his head all day, yet he refused to believe.

"She just left the headquarters some minutes ago, after I told her to take a few days off." The older man clarified his last sentence, "you know? She came here, asking for a mountain of work to do in her actual day off."

His explanation woke up the sleeping memory in Harr's mind. He remembered how Valerie appeared first in the morning behind his door, smiling from ear to ear, as she said that she finally had a chance to rest properly, before the counting days of war between the two armies broke.

She chose to spend the short time of her holiday with him.

"Why didn't you listen to me! That's dangerous!"

Yet he shoved her away without seeing the reason.

"I know! But I've trained for this. For joining the war and save our people!"

Sirius sighed, his violet orbs searching the composure that left in his old friend's eye. Now knowing fully how did this quarrel happen.

"She must have told you about joining the front lines, despite her being an archer." Harr nodded, as Sirius let out another sigh.

"I told her it was dangerous. And then she got angry, she said something about how she had prepared for the battle and it's time for her to protect people. I... I...."

A weight rested on Harr's shoulder. He realized that it was Sirius' hand.

"I know that you're worried. But I won't accept her suggestion, if I knew it would put her in more dangerous situation. After all, all she will do is to be a backup for our Ace's squad and she will stick to hers as well." Sirius' gloved hand patted his shoulder softly, before it fell to his side.

"Well, it's late. And I think she won't be anywhere far from the Black Bridge." With that parting words, Sirius left the office.

I think she won't be anywhere far from the Black Bridge.

The last sentence gave the ravenette wizard a spark of hope. As the shadow of his old friend disappeared into another room, his visible eye turned red. The blinding light once again enveloped him in its embrace, as the man now stood before the large bridge decorated with black flags.

She's not here....

His visible eye was looking for a certain navy haired woman. But the said person was nowhere to be found.

She mustn't have walked too far from here.

So with that thought in mind, Harr paced his feet towards the forest, as another hope of finding her midway muttered under his breath.

The gentle night breeze accompanied the long steps of the wizard, as he strode faster than before. For now, he could only hear the sound of rustling leaves and his own steps as the sky grew darker and the road grew quieter. It must've been very late, yet he still couldn't find any trace of her whereabouts.

A little bit more and I will catch up to her.

These words kept playing in his head, as the slow walk turned into a run. Worry began to grow when he made a way into the forest. He already sprinted so far away, but where was she?

"Valerie...." Her name slipped past his lips, "where are you?"

Are you safe? Did you get lost somewhere? You haven't....

A string of unwanted thoughts running in his mind. He took a deep breath, before shaking those perceives away.

I hope you're in a safe and warm place.

He kept sprinting his way through the familiar path, not even thinking to give himself a second for a break, as his mind was only screaming her name. His visible right eye was looking for the woman's petit figure or anything that hinted her whereabouts. Until at last his legs stopped when a recognizable laugh wafted through his ears.

"Stop it, Loki! It's... hahaha... It's not!"

Valerie?

Harr turned his head, as his house came into view. With a hopeful mind and thundering heartbeat, he quickly climbed the stairs and opened the door. There the woman he looked for all day stood with her back facing him, seemed unaware of his presence, as her attention focused on The Cheshire Cat.

The navy haired woman soon let out an aghast shriek, as a pair of strong arms snuck their way around her shoulders. She didn't need to guess who was the owner, as he was the first one to let his voice out.

"Valerie, I'm... I'm sorry...." He tightened his embrace as his head fell on her head.

"Harr, I...."

The said man didn't give Valerie any time to spill her thought, "I should have listen to your reasons before judging anything. I know you wouldn't make any rush decisions, but I'm...."

"I'm... a coward. I'm afraid that you won't come back and so I said mean things to prevent you from leaving...."

Valerie could feel the wetness through her hair. She was so shocked for a second that she didn't even know what to do.

"Harr." She gave the man's arms a light squeeze, before she spun her heels to face her lover. A small smile painted itself on her lips, as she buried herself deeper in his hug.

"You weren't saying mean things. All you had said before were true." The woman stopped for a while, inhaling the fresh scent of night air from his robe, "I was making a rushed decision because I wanted to be in the front lines. So I tried to find any possible reasons to prove that I'm worth it."

Harr loosened his embrace as he found Valerie tightening her own.

"You're more than worth it. You're a strong and clever woman, and that's why Black Army trusted you."

A soft hum replied his words. He smiled through his sniffles, feeling more than happy as their fight died down, leaving the couple drowned in each other's affection.

In the other room after sneaking out from the lovers' eyesight, Loki formed a smile as his mismatched eyes followed the hands of a decorated pocket watch he found in the market. They were pointed to 11 and 5.

I guess they don't need The Dreamers Curse. After all, the bond they'd form was the magic itself.

#harr silver #valerie horizon #harr x valerie #loki genetta #sirius oswald #ikerev #ikemen revolution #ikemen kakumei #ikerev fanfiction #cradlesona event #cradlesona dreamer's curse #chie fics

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leychee · 5 years

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Adriana Lee

Year/Course: 2nd Year, Bachelor of Fine Arts in Fashion Design

Favorite Subject: Fashion Sketching/Event Planning

Least Favorite Subject: Finance/Merchandise Buying

Affiliated Organization(s): Fashion Club, The Cradle Arts of Fashion Foundation

Study Habits

one of the smart students, but procrastinates with individual assignments

is great to work with in group projects though because she doesn’t slack off (actually ends up doing most of the work sometimes lmao rip)

either studies in the morning if she has free time or studies at night after her busy schedule

always on that green tea to stay awake cuz honestly what is sleep

scribbles down whatever she can during lectures, then fills in what she’s missing and organizes her notes in a different notebook

while studying for exams, she goes to bed at the same time as she usually does and wakes up early to continue instead of studying through the whole night

hates missing class and will never miss a day or be late unless she has no choice

buys cute stationery and actually uses them lol

does her best to stay positive and not have expectations that are too high. she has a good grasp on what she can do and what she can’t do at the time

Student Life

event coordinator for school’s fashion club

holds fashion shows: the fall semester fashion show takes place in November - applications open from June-July and last-minute signups in August

holds events where members can display their designs and sell their clothing

The club take requests from professors, staff, and fellow classmates whether they want something new made, repurposing, or something needs some fixing up

sometimes lends a hand to other clubs that need help with coordinating their events

also takes interior design and business classes for fun

always has her sketchbook, sewing kit, fabric samples, and color samples in her backpack

are you hungry? she has pastries. need something to nibble on? she’s got snacks. this girl always has some food on her

likes helping out the costume designers prepare the costumes for school plays/performances

made a presentation in front of the school board to open a program where people can donate business suits/formal attire for students who can’t afford to dress for success

is currently working on convincing her family to open up internships to their company for students at her university

interns at a design firm for hands-on training

plus it’s a paid internship, which she likes so she doesn’t have to be dependent on her parents too much

Shenanigans with Other Students let them be dumb young people

on her locker door, there’s a small mirror, calendar, and a mini pouch she puts snacks in

she taped a cute little paper bag underneath the holes/slits on the door, so it can catch the notes Fenrir slips inside her locker

Kyle scolds Lance for not getting enough rest, so he makes Lance take naps in the nurse’s office

Adriana found out when she stopped by to get a bandage from pricking her fingers with sewing needles too much

the two of them made a secret agreement to draw on Lance’s face one day while he’s taking a nap they’ve failed at every attempt so far

when she’s the one Kyle’s scolding for not getting enough rest, she stares at him with a blank expression until he tells her to stop being weird, then makes her escape

sometimes hangs out with Jonah and Edgar at a cafe when they have time between classes

gets really excited when Luka or Sirius brings food to school

often asks Seth for advice or his opinions on her design sketches and sample garments

tries her best to free up time to watch Fenrir at soccer practice and visit games

has a lot of receipts on Ray thanks to Loki, but then Ray also has receipts on Adriana because of Loki and neither of them know Loki’s messing around with them

when her schedule gets really hectic, she falls asleep in the classroom or club room often and finds Fenrir’s jacket around her shoulders whenever she wakes up

sometimes when she, Ray, and Fenrir hang out, she purposely becomes a third wheel so she can watch and think about how cute their friendship is

one time the guys were playing chicken fight and next up it was supposed to be Sirius with Luka on his shoulders and Lancelot with Jonah, but Jonah didn’t want to harm his precious little brother

they didn’t have a problem finding a new player though because Adriana volunteered to get on Lance’s shoulders just so she can t-pose Sirius

she wasn’t about to pass up that opportunity

#i finished!! this was fun to come up with and think about #i actually made a schedule for her #but that would make the post too long...sjhdcbgjhsdzcb #cradlesona #ikerev oc #cradlesona event #school days cradlesona #cradlesona school days au #mine

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pianoperson · 5 years

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Cradlesona School AU

This is late, but it’s still August.

Her outfit was inspired by Maka Albarn from Soul Eater sooooo

Angel is a Cradle citizen in this AU, from a family in Red Territory. Unlike in her ‘canon’ AU, where she’s 5 years younger than Jonah, she’s his age and they’re classmates. They’ve known each other ever since year 9 but never really interacted until year 10.

Angel’s favorite subjects are Math and English. Music could have been up there but she prefers to learn from her private piano lessons.

Angel still has her heterochromia and magic. However, due to an incident many years ago, her family hides their ties to magic. To hide her heterochromia, Angel wears glasses imbued with magic from well-hidden crystals to change her galaxy-colored eye to brown like her other eye.

She somehow ended up becoming Jonah’s study partner sometime in year 10 and throughout the school year, she has been falling for him. Her friends occasionally tease her about it.

#ikerev #ikemen revolution #school days cradlesona #cradlesona event #cradlesona

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5-of-spades · 5 years

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Elizabeth Marlowe: Student overview

Elizabeth Marlowe

* - see at the end of the profile for further explanation

Year/Course: 4th year ,Chemistry major with minor in Dance and Ballet Favorite Subject: Chemistry lab requirement 108 and Pointe I Least Favorite Subject: Chemistry 96 Affiliated Organization/s: Dance group, University of Fine Arts; Student History: Enrolled before majority of the known cast, leader of the dance group at the University, often in charge of organization of school events in terms of entertainment, graduated as a valedictorian of her generation alongside her brother.

More under the cut

Student Life: As one of three children of the Marlowe family, Elizabeth was compelled into choosing a major with most connections to Alchemy*, as she is is expected to inherit the position of her family’s research agency into this, still non-integrated, science. A star student through all her years, she is often spoken highly of by her professors and peer. Her high social standing played a role in securing her a large circle of friends and came with many advantages, such as securing her a scholarship. However, despite rumors that her family’s name was the reason behind it, Elizabeth has earned her scholarship completely on her own. At a young age she showed incredible talent for dancing and was allowed to pursue the hobby as long as she didn’t falter in her education. She is seemingly the picture of a perfect student but deep underneath all of her facade there is a deeply rooted regret over her inability to break out of her golden cage and pursue what she truly wants. Some male students discuss how the new dancer in the popular bar has resemblance to her but no one has been bold enough to outwardly ask her that.

Study habits: The type of students that manages to take notes in every single class and organize them by importance and color and sits in first rows. Archetype of a popular smart girl everyone knows and either likes or dislikes. Hands in her assignments and tasks three days after being given the same. Very studios and dedicated to her studies. Passionately practices every evening. Elizabeth seems to have a perfect balance between studying and dance practice and maintain a social life along with it. As a leader of the dance group she is very strict and rarely tolerates mistakes in their routine and choreography, but her group mates have gotten used to it.

Relationships:

Elliot Marlowe - twin brother, sees him as her biggest competition in her academy success and often competes against him in various fields that are or aren’t related to their majors and minors, loves him dearly and sometimes helps him out of trouble he gets into as well as cover for him for his professors or parents, gets tutoring lessons from him in Maths, they have been seen sneaking out late at night but the place they go to has not yet been established

Elise Marlowe - younger sister, very protective over her and often dotes on her alongside Elliot, very weak for her puppy eyes look and can never get angry at her, worries if other kids are bullying her and often has others check on her, both her and Elliot get tutoring from her in Chemistry

Lancelot Kingsley - childhood friend, often teases him for being shorter than her (he surpasses her when after she graduates), dotes on him as well calling him her little brother alongside Elliot, practices dancing with him and often is the one reminding him he has to eat properly and pushing him to socialize more alongside Sirius, Harr and Jonah, teases him about when he’ll get a girlfriend

Jonah Clemence - childhood friend, discusses about various trends and fads among Red nobility, often takes him out for outings where they try out different desserts, occasionally helps with choreographies for his plays or acts as a dancing support/extra, finds him slightly over the top but in an entertaining way, sometimes dotes on him just to see him act out

Edgar Bright - despite being the future Jack, treats him more like a smaller brother but doesn’t hang around him unless Elise is with them, finds him eccentric and weird compared to nobility’s standards but still makes time to check on him if possible, likes that he keeps Elise company during her studies

Kyle Ash - a young prodigy, doesn’t see him around except on rare occasions, knows she will work in future with him but doesn’t bother to establish any sort of meaningful connection, saw him as a threat to her academic record before she realized she will graduate before he overtakes her

Zero - very suspicious about him considering the rumors about him, doesn’t help the fact Edgar is the one taking care of him, she keeps her distance from him but won’t hesitate to greet him if they shall meet in the hallway

Ray Blackwell - sees an greets him occasionally, a fun-loving guy which she finds about from her own outings, finds him somewhat charming in a innocent young childlike way, surprises her by being very serious in his studies despite his abundant social life and affinity to get into trouble, saved him a couple of times but not without asking for a favor in return

Sirius Oswald - knows him exclusively through doting over Lancelot but finds him pleasant to be around but thinks he acts too over-protective and has very idealistic view of the world, thanks him for every bouquet he provides for her dance recitals and orders more over time, teases him for acting old for his age, helps Lancelot and Harr drag his wasted friend by calling Elliot to help them

Luka Clemence - knows him as Jonah’s younger brother, doesn’t spend too much time with him but can’t help dote on him sometimes along with Jonah, his quiet nature is suspicious to her but doesn’t hang around him often, greets him in the hallway but doesn’t go further than that

Seth Hyde - loud and eccentric but he has an abundance of ideas and even if she is rather disgruntled about it, she comes to him to get an inspiration for her next dance piece just by watching him work, isn’t too fond of letting him fiddle with her dance outfits but considers it’s a fair deal

Fenrir Godspeed - sees him around Ray, also loud and too vibrant for her taste but he seems to have his heart in the right place, knows about his family’s business, sees him out often and helped bailed him out of trouble together with Ray, and again asked for a favor in return

Harr Silver - knows him exclusively through Lancelot, very interested in his magic potential for furthering research on alchemy and often asks a lot of questions about his magical powers and their manifestations to gather more information but doesn’t press him for answers when he doesn’t feel like talking about it, thinks he is a very polite and noble man but too naive and idealistic, reminds him to eat properly as well

*while Alchemy is completely disregarded in Land of the Reason as an actual or substantial science, I believe that in Cradle Alchemy is a real possibility that can be utilized as long as a person performing the act possesses magical capabilities of any kind.The strength and type of magic is irrelevant to minor processes but more durable and stronger or more complex processes require more magical strength and specific type of magic for it to work. Alchemy is still flawed science and a lot of research is being made for better understanding. The practice in some areas of Alchemy clashes with work of Magic Tower but Marlowes have monopolized the research in early days of Cradle’s creation, making a deal with the Magic Tower that their research cannot replace the production of magic crystals of the Tower and therefore such types of research are strictly confidential, only available to top 3 ranked officers: King, Queen and Jack with the 10 of Hearts acting as executor of their will. Since then it has been a family tradition passed down through generations. As a rule, male heir is sent to the Army after graduation, one child has to pursue career in Alchemy and the remaining has to take over family’s pharmacy cooperation. Since Elise has secured her position as a heir of pharma cooperation in early years, Elizabeth is involuntary pushed into majoring in Chemistry to be able to take over the Alchemy research.(more omitted because it’ll be explained in her profile)

#ikemen kakumei #ikemen revolution #ikerev #cradlesona #ikerev cradlesona #cradlesona school days au #cradlesona school days #cradlesona event #god this got long #and i still have elliot and elise to do #but i cant tonight

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midnightcradle · 5 years

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The Birth of a Siren

This month’s cradlesona event is Mythology! I wrote a bit of an origin story about how Kairi earned the nickname Siren. Tagging: @cradlesonanetwork I had this idea in my head for a while, and the event has encouraged me to finally go ahead and write it. Get to know my cradlesona Warnings: mentions of death

The day Kairi of the Phantom turned five was a day the girl would never forget. Not because the day was special, no. Quite the opposite. This was the day she earned the nickname “Siren”. In the eyes of her pirate crew, this was like a birthday present. The day that came once a year was never celebrated, and hardly ever mentioned. Yet her fifth birthday would be the most important, for this was the day she became a true pirate.

Her birthday had started off just like every other day. She had been up on the Phantom’s crows nest gazing out at the vast sea before her when her father, Captain Alaster, called the young girl down with big news. She was to accompany the pirates into town that night. Not only that, but she had an important role to play. Kairi’s heart jumped with delight at the news. She had always wanted to go on a mission and be a real pirate. Usually they’d leave the girl behind, thinking she’d only be a hindrance. The pirates hardly understood why their captain kept her around in the first place. What use was a child? But this evening was different. It’s because I’m a big lass now, Kairi had thought.

“I have a very important job for you today, lass. Think ye’ can handle it?” Her father’s voice held doubt, but the girl had eagerly agreed. There was no doubt in Kairi’s mind. Whatever it is, she’ll do it.

That afternoon, the captain of the Phantom took his daughter into town and bought her a beautiful pink dress. Amazing, the girl thought, I never get to wear pretty dresses. This was a first for her. This is surely going to be the best birthday! “If my memory serves me right, today you turn five.” “Aye, father.” Kairi held her chin up proudly. “And you want to be a real pirate? Tonight you’ll prove to me if you can.”

What Kairi had been instructed to do was simple. She could do it. She had to. If she could pull this off, her father had promised to train her and teach her to use a weapon. Then she’d really belong on the Phantom. And all she wanted was to belong.

Now, the girl stands outside of a tavern, quietly waiting for one patron to exit. The night is cool, and the breeze causes her to shiver. At least that’s what she told herself. Her shivering couldn’t be because she was afraid. Just as she’s growing anxious, a man steps out of the tavern. It’s time. Kairi wills tears to her eyes and is surprised at how easily they come. Maybe she’ll be good at this. “Excuse me, mister!” Kairi’s voice rings out desperately in the quiet night. She quickly catches up to the man and tugs on his sleeve. “Oh, hello there, poppet.” The man’s surprise is written across his face at the sight of the child. “You lost?” “Yes, sir! I lost my papa, you see.” The term is foreign to her, she’s only ever called Alaster ‘father’ and ‘captain’. The word comes out clumsily and she sniffles loudly to mask her unease. “Won’t you help me find him?” The girl pleads with her eyes. And who could resist those big, tearful green eyes? The man has no choice but to agree. “He went this way!” Kairi tugs on his hand and leads him to the docks. She can’t help but feel proud of herself. She’s doing it right! Her father will surely be pleased.

The docks are seemingly empty, the eerie place dimly lit. A layer of fog rolls through, as if warning the man and child to turn back. “There’s no one here, poppet.” The man frowns as he takes a look around. “Look again, thief.” The band of pirates begin to emerge from the shadows. The man tenses and steps in front of Kairi as if to shield her. “Run, child.” He whispers and takes a step forward. “Fine words coming from a filthy pirate.” He spits the word out like an insult. “My money, thief. It’s time to pay up.” Kairi’s father steps forward as well. “I told you, I don’t have it.” “How unfortunate. That just means you’ll pay with your life.” Kairi’s heart lurches at the cold words. Although weaponless and outnumbered, the man lunges forward in an attempt to strangle the captain. A useless attempt, really. For the captain draws his sword and slashes, causing the man to fall to his knees. Kairi feels frozen in place at the sight before her. Eyes wide, unable to look away. The man who had so gently called her “poppet” now clutches at his bloody chest. “Let this serve as a warning to any fool who thinks he can steal from me.” Captain Alaster buries his sword in the mans chest, instantly killing him.

Kairi can’t believe her eyes. She can’t stop staring at the crumpled body in front of her. This man was full of life a moment ago. What has she done? The pirates all cheer for their victorious captain and it startles the girl out from her dark thoughts. “Looks like we’ve got ourselves a baby siren, lads.” One of them grins at Kairi. Their cheers shift from their captain to his daughter. They pat her on the head and tell her she’s done a great job. For the first time, she’s seen as important. She’s seen as a pirate. She’s seen. “A siren indeed.” Captain Alaster whispers to himself. He’s realized the weapon he can turn her into. A secret weapon that no one will see coming. He can see all the wondrous things she can become. All he has to do is sharpen her edges, and this Siren will soon serve him well.

Aboard the Phantom, Kairi dwells on the night. Her mind and heart are still racing from the night’s events. She killed that man. That was her fault. The guilt weighs heavily on her slight shoulders. And yet, the pirates cheered for her. They were all proud of her. That’s what she wanted, wasn’t it? This is what it means to be a pirate. She’s longed to fit in and become a real pirate. All it took was her innocence. Well, it was her first night out with the pirates, perhaps it’ll get easier as time goes on. She can only hope that the immense guilt will eventually fade away into nothing.

A knock on her cabin door pulls her from her thoughts. Her father enters and takes a seat beside her on the small bed. “You did very well today, lass.” He ruffles her hair in a rare gesture of affection. “You’ve proven yourself.” From his coat pocket he brings out a dagger sheathed inside an ornate holster. “Wow!” Kairi can’t hide her surprise. “I once gifted this to your mother.” Her father so rarely spoke of her. All Kairi knew was that she had died after giving birth to her. “And now it belongs to you, Siren.” She pulls the dagger out to admire it. The handle is made of jade, a beautiful green that nearly matches the girl’s eyes. The short blade is etched with intricate gold details. It’s somehow beautiful yet haunting at the same time. Her father promises to teach her to use her new weapon and many more in time. A reward for such a job well done. ”’Night, Siren. Sweet dreams.” The captain shuts the door to her cabin after bidding the girl a good night. Sweet dreams. Her dreams that night would be anything but sweet. That night, she’d have the first of many nightmares to plague her for years to come.

The newly turned five year old girl tucks herself into bed with a troubled sigh. Once her head hits the pillow, she does her best to keep her thoughts locked in a box for now. “Good night, Kairi.” She whispers to herself. “And happy birthday.”

#cradlesona mythology #kairi #cradlesona event #i stole the last line from my happy birthday luka fic #parallels ooo #ikemen revolution #ikerev #cradlesona #idk how i feel about this tbh #i spent a real long time writing this #writing is hard #my brain cant come up with words #luka clemence #to post or not to post

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snowrobin-133 · 5 years

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Fairies in Cradle Chpt. 2

Hewo!! Chapter 2 is here~! Hope you guys like it! Word Count: 2095 Characters: Zero x Alice (Echo) Warnings: Near Death, angst

what? I’m the angst hell leader on cradlesona discord you guys. I gotta add in some angst obviously xD

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Zero started to come to the forest regularly as her wing healed. Echo even started to open up and relax around him. Every time they met, a warmth would blossom in her heart and he occupied her thoughts every second of the day. How strange. Just what does one call this feeling?

Even though Echo was less guarded, she could still see the omen of war clinging onto him. Oh how she wanted to get rid of it.

Zero came at the same time he always did and Echo went to greet him. They spent their day like they usually did, but Echo noticed something was off. The omen of war was overwhelming, but she waited.

When their time came to an end and Zero was about to walk away, Echo spoke up, "Is something wrong?" Echo asked as she watched his expression.

He hesitated, "...War has been declared."

Echo froze up, "...War?"

He nodded, avoiding her gaze.

"...You will be fighting in it, won't you?"

"...Yes."

Echo stayed silent in shock for a few seconds. Before she knew it, she had hugged him from behind.

He froze up, but slowly relaxed, putting a hand over hers.

"...Be safe." She murmured as she tightened the hug. She could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks but ignored it.

"...Right." he replied in a low whisper.

After another minute or so of hugging him, Echo reluctantly stepped back letting him go. She already started to miss the warmth of his body.

He turned to look at her, a small sad smile plastered on his face. With a nod, he walked away.

A few days later. As Echo woke up, she immediately gagged. The omen of war and tragedy was everywhere and it was strong. *It appears that war has started…*

She glanced at her wing. It was fully healed by now. She fluttered it a few times, trying to readjust to being able to fly again.

She flew outside, noting that multiple fairies under her care was outside, frowning.

Landing next to Kandis, she glanced at where she was staring at, "So war has started, huh?"

Kandis tore her eyes from in front of her to Echo, "Y-yes…"

Echo glanced back, "...I will be back." She didn't give Kandis a chance to reply as she flew straight up and to the edge of the forest.

Hiding up in the trees, she watched as two armies, one clad in red and white and the other in black and purple, stand next to each other.

*Huh…? I thought this was a war between the two armies…?*

She could see all the leaders of both armies discussing with each other.

Echo's eyes narrowed, *...What are they planning…?*

They were facing the forest and Echo's suspicion grew. Did Zero betray her trust? Are they planning to destroy the fairies? She clenched her fists, drawing blood. If these men are here to destroy her realm, then they will face the consequences.

They then started to march into the forest and Echo followed them, noting that they weren't headed to the fairies.

The men marched out into a clearing in front of a large tower, one that she has watched carefully ever since it was built. The men that were in the tower wore robes and babbled in magic, something she looked down upon.

She watched calmly as the leaders rode on their horses and started to yell out orders.

*What are they planning…?*

With a mutter, Echo made her decision and jumped down from the tree branch she stood on. Landing gracefully on the ground, she made her way to the leaders. Several soldiers turned to gawk at her and quickly moved out of the way, afraid of her wrath. Murmurs exploded between the soldiers and the leaders noticed, turning around to see Echo standing before them.

They jolted in surprise. A fairy. A fairy hasn’t been seen ever since the war from 500 years ago came to an end. They had closed themselves off from the humans, hiding and moving any traces of where they could be or lived. Some even started to believe that fairies no longer exist. Yet, those theories were proven false as one stood before them.

Zero spoke up first, "Echo?"

“Echo? Is that your name?” a tall male with blond hair spoke up.

“...You do not need to know. Although, I must ask who you all are, after all, this is my forest.”

“Ah...then you must be the guardian…” another one spoke up, except this leader belonged to the opposite army. With black hair and emerald eyes.

Echo didn’t reply, staring intently at the blond man with cold eyes. She didn’t trust any of these humans, and she wasn’t sure if she could trust Zero either. Glancing at him from the corner of her eye, she noted that he was simply watching the scene unfold before him with a surprised expression. Echo tore her gaze back to the blond man who seemed to be thinking.

After another few minutes of silence from him, he spoke up, “I am the King of Hearts; Lancelot Kingsley."

Echo glanced to the army clad in red and white, "Your army was the one that decided to torture my kind, correct?" She murmured loud enough for him to hear as her eyes narrowed.

He seemed to flinch as his gaze hardened, "...My predecessors made mistakes but I will not do the same."

Echo's gaze returned to him, eyes cold as ever, "...We shall see, King of Hearts."

A tall man from the opposing army with brown hair spoke up, "Will you be joining us?"

"...It depends. What are you doing here anyways?"

The same man from before with his black hair being thrown about from the wind, "We are here to siege the Magic Tower and end their atrocities."

Echo crossed her arms, "And just what atrocities did they commit?"

"...You will see if you come with us."

Her eyes narrowed, *Why not just out right say it? This is something I have never once understood…"

"Well, we do not have time to discuss this further. If you wish to come, then you may." Lancelot spoke as he shifted in his spot, turning the horse to face the tower.

"...Very well." Echo nodded, walking to the side. She exchanged concerned glances with Zero, *I do pray that everything goes well…* she thought to herself.

The men charged into the clearing to find robed men standing in front of them holding magic crystals.

She watched as the two sides clashed, doing nothing to help either side. She merely monitored the situation. But, her eyes kept going to Zero. She was worried. Why? Echo didn't know. She looked away, trying to distract herself.

A warmth in her heart always ignited whenever she saw Zero. Was this what Humans called love? It couldn't be. A fairy like her, falling in love with a human? It sounded bizarre. Yet deep in her heart, she knew the truth.

She was then snapped back to reality as she noticed orange and red colors swirl around from the corner of her eye.

With a sharp turn of her head, she noticed flames. Flames of red, orange, and yellow, whirling around the clearing. Yells, screams, panic and chaos ensued. Men were running away from the bright flames with terrified faces.

Echo stood glued to her spot, eyes wide and mouth agape. What had caused this fire? She had been distracted so she hadn't noticed. But now she was afraid.

How amusing, a fairy guardian *afraid* of something as simple as a fire. Yet, this wasn't simple. The raging fire was spreading. Quickly.

She watched as men tried to put it out, yet was unsuccessful. Echo knew she had to do something as guardian of the forest, but she was afraid. Fires rarely happened. And when it did, they were small and could easily be put out.

This fire on the other hand, was large and quick. Plants and anything it touched died by its flaming hands. It was growing closer, so close that she could feel the fiery heat.

She finally snapped out of it when she heard Zero call out her name. She quickly realized that the fire was close enough to burn her and she immediately jumped to the ground. Hurrying over to Zero, she watched as the branch she had stood on be engulfed by flames. How could she had gotten so distracted? How stupid of her.

With a shaky breath, Echo glanced at Zero, "...I'll get the fairies that can help."

Zero nodded but stopped her as she was about to leave.

She looked at him in confusion, "Is something wrong Zero?"

He hesitated before shaking his head, "No, nevermind."

"...Alright…" she was slightly disappointed but she didn't let that bother her. With a nod, she quickly went off to gather help.

Echo hurried back to the clearing. A small group of fairies that could control water, hurrying behind her. About ten minutes had passed, and hopefully they weren't too late.

They barged into the clearing and immediately the fairies went to work. Gathering water from the small containers they held and from the river, they started to extinguish the fire.

The soldiers watched in awe. This was their first time seeing fairies, especially ones in action.

As the fire slowly died down, Echo looked around for Zero. A pit was forming in her stomach.

The stench of death was strong and she was scared. Scared that Zero had died.

*No, don't think like that. He's strong, isn't he?* she thought to herself.

Suddenly, Echo's attention was brought to quick footsteps coming towards her. Turning around, she saw a soldier clad in red and white panting as he caught his breath.

He sharply looked up and Echo was taken aback by his desperate eyes. "Please...please help the Ace of Hearts." He pleaded quietly.

"What happened to him?!"

"...He was burnt really badly when he saved me and a few other soldiers."

"...! Take me to him."

The soldier led her to the site and she could see Zero laying on the ground. His shirt and jacket was removed and she could see the horrendous burn on his chest. His chest heaved heavily and Zero's eyes were screwed shut in pain.

Echo's eyes widened. Before she knew it, she was kneeling by him putting her hands over the burn. She felt a feeling she hadn't felt in a long time. Fear. Fear that Zero would die before her eyes. But she would not let that happen, even if it required all of her power.

Healing magic radiated from her hands, slowly healing the burn. If only she was an expert in healing magic. Yet she wasn't. Tears started to spill from her eyes and decided to accept the feeling of warmth she had always felt with him.

"...I love you, Zero, don't die under my hands now…" she whispered under her sobs. Echo poured all of her energy into healing him. She knew what would happen if she used up all her energy, but right now she didn't care.

Echo could tell as time passed that she was about to lose her energy. But the burn was just about healed. *Just a little more…* she thought to herself.

Finally, the burn was healed. Zero's eyes slowly opened and all the soldiers who held their breath cheered in relief.

Slowly he sat up and looked around in puzzlement. His eyes landed on Echo, she was smiling with tears falling from her eyes.

Time seemed to slow down as she then collapsed into his chest.

"E-Echo??! Are you ok?!"

She smiled softly at him. Her body started to glow a soft light and Zero's eyes widened.

"...I'll be fine, Zero."

"But…"

Tears flowed down her cheeks at a faster rate, "I...I just need to sleep…"

Zero held Echo closer to him, hoping that he could stop whatever what was happening. Deep in his heart, he knew that he didn't have the power and he started to cry.

The glow grew brighter until she was enveloped in the bright glow.

Slowly, the glow died down. But, Echo was no longer in Zero's arms. Instead, a flower stood in her place. The flower had large black petals and had a soft glow. Magic could be felt radiating from the flower.

Zero's sobs grew in volume. He never got a chance to even tell her he loved her. Nor did he hear her tell him she loved him.

#cradlesona event #cradlesona mythology #ikerev zero #ikerev #ikemen revolution

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beylinine · 5 years

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Cradlesona School Event Thingy

(it looks blurry to me so it probably is but like \_(-_-)_/

Instant Stress ywy TM

Ileana Slora: School Profile

Year:Sophomore Course:Bachelor in Education and Music Education. Favourite Subject: Early Childhood Foundations and the Teaching Profession and Child Development: Prenatal to Adolescence Least Favourite: Music Theory (frickin music theory) Organization: Fencing Club, Musical Theatre Society and the Baseball Team (she ain’t no soft softball lady, bring in the big guns!) Relationships: Fenrir Godspeed and Ray Blackwell (Teammates and Prank Trio ) -(More on them later) Luka Clemence and Edgar Bright (How do I express in the form of words?) -Met them back in freshmen orientation when she was walking down a hallway, singing a song as she admired everything. She turned the corner to run into them as it appeared they had been peeking around the corner since they heard a voice and steps in a supposedly empty hallway. They kept running into each other throughout the year and became friends at the end. -They hang out a lot when they’re not climbing work mountain. -The three of them like sneaking into the kitchen, Luka cooking actual food as Ileana and Edgar try to bake a sugary cake without burning everything. Jonah Clemence (Please get him away from her before she commits a crime) -Met him when she signed up for the Musical Theatre and she thought he seemed like a passionate about theatre guy. -A few sessions in and she stated, “Oh no, he’s insane, this person needs help.” -Jonah didn’t really talk to her, besides during club meetings and events, but when she started hanging out with Luka more and more? - Big Brother Mode Engaged -”Hello, I am Jonah Clemence, who are you to my adorable younger brother, Luka?” -When he wasn’t talking to her about the club, he was talking about Luka. -She is always so close to punching his lights out before the bell rings to dismiss them. Collette Cantrell (Sister From Another Mister) - Collette and Ileana met back in high school and have been like sisters since then. - They study together, even though they don’t have all of the same classes. - Go out to eat and relax during the weekends - Complain to each other about their stupid educational decisions - So thankful that she has an older person to talk to even though Collette still doesn’t know what she’s doing. Student History/Life: Her mother didn’t have enough money to pay for her tuition and she wasn’t lucky enough to earn a scholarship, but working every weekend and most afternoons after school got her in. Almost there, playing 24/7 in her head as she worked and studied. With all the money she got, including with some help from a friend, she was able to afford school. Ever since she started university, she has always been to class on time and turned everything in early. The thought of being late or turning something in late, EVEN ONCE, terrifies her. Ileana loves to hang out with her friends to relax and just have fun most of the time. Extracurricular activities also help her relax.

Collette Cantrell: School Profile

Year:Senior Course:Bachelor of Arts in Music with an Emphasis in Piano and Master’s Degree in Leadership Favourite Subject: Music in World Culture, Fine Arts Elective, Leader and Strategic Innovation, and Managing Change and Conflict. Least Favourite: Music Theory, Introduction to Social Science Research Methods, and Public Speaking. Organization/Clubs: Musical Theatre Society, Lacrosse Team and the Foreign Exchange Program in Cradle (FEPIC)

Relationships: Harr Silver (He seems like a nice guy ) - Will usually see him studying and not talking to anyone besides his two friends. - Collette feels like he is the only sane person in class whenever something stupid is happening. Mousse Atlas (Someone get this man some 5 Hour Energy and multiply it) -In sophomore year, the very first day back, she saw him sleeping after the last bell had rung. -”What the fuck, man, we just got back.” -Collette decided to be a good person and wake him up. -Has had to wake him up for the past 2 years. They developed a very good friendship because of that. -One day before Junior year ended, she woke him up when class ended, as usual. Collette was about to ruffle his hair, which is how she wakes him up, but stopped when he said, “Wanna go out with me, Collette?” -The brown-eyed woman stopped where she was and looked down at him. His eyes were closed and he looked like he was still sound asleep, was he? - Mousse opened one of his eyes and looked up to see her expression, “I’ll take that as a yes?” -This.Little.Binch Seth Hyde (Sister Sethhh) -”OOOH, SIS, SPILL” -”I gotchu, honeyyy” - Someone seperate these two. - You know the two people that are always there when a fight breaks out and they have some sort of disguise one? - That’s Seth and Collette -Met in the middle of Junior year and have been talking non-stop since then. -Night out on a Wednesday? Let’s go. Ileana Slora (Sister From Another Mister) - Collette and Ileana met back in high school and have been like sisters since then. - They study together, even though they don’t have all of the same classes. - Go out to eat and relax during the weekends - Complain to each other about their stupid educational decisions. - “Where is Ileana?” “Is she with those freshmen- oh hey, is that the police?” -”OH WAIT, ILEANA-” Student History/Life: Straight A student all of her life, joining every club and sport she could, you know Collette collected thise credits like they were Pokemon. She was lucky enough to get a piano scholarship that paid for ¾ of her tuition. Decided to major in other stuff as well. Why did I do this? Is know the question she asks herself everyday. Eat out almost every night. Has about a whole box filled with Instant Noodles under her bed. Does her best in class and tries not to lose it every single second.

Im tired now so I’m gonna go doodle and eat more lettuce

#cradlesona #Cradlesonas #school days cradlesona #cradlesona event #im tired omg #ikerev

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cradlesonanetwork · 4 years

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Hello hello everyone!! Firstly we apologize for announcing the event late, a lot of things were happening irl. But don't fret, we've decided to conjoin two events into one for double fun!

We'll be starting the Family Suited Pair event soon! The event would start on November 8, all the way until, November 30! However, if you wish to extend, feel free to do so! The event is not exclusive to the given time period.

Event Details:

Inspired from IkeRev's Suited Pair Gachas! Showcase your Cradlesona's family and/or culture! What traditions do they share? Where do they come from? How do they interact with others? Show us how they spend time with those they love.

Event Reminders:

This event can be your Cradlesona following traditions from the Land of Reason or something completely made up! You can make up Cradle's culture, a suitors' or your sona's traditions, or their future family's tradition! It's all up to you!

Other Reminders:

If mentioning or using someone else's OC or Cradlesona, make sure to ask for the original creator's permission first!

What tags to use:

#cradlesona family suited pair

#cradlesona event

feel free to tag the blog @cradlesonanetwork too!

Who can participate?

Anyone can enter! Even if you don't have Cradlesonas and just several OCs, you are more than free to enter the event.

How can I participate?

You can create art, character references, use Picrew (make sure to include their links!), fanfics, moodboards, playlists, just about anything that would get your creative wheels running! It doesn't have to be the best of works, as everyone has different forms of creativity! We can improve at every progress we make.

For more questions, feel free to message or ask us! Can't wait to see what all of you make! Get out there and be creative! 💕💕

#cradlesona #cradlesona event #cradlesona announcements #cradlesona family suited pair #ikemen revolution #ikerev #ikerev oc

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lovingsiriusoswald · 5 years

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Cradlesona: School Days AU Event

Hello everyone!! We'll be starting the School Days AU event soon! The event would start on August 2 (for the normal timezones) / August 3 (for people living in the future), until August 9 / August 10. However, if you wish to extend, feel free to do so! The event is not exclusive to the given time period.

This event is inspired by the school days event on IkeRev JP and many, many uniforms on Pinterest.

First official event for Cradlesonas! In this event, showcase your personas study habits, youth and interactions with the suitors in school or university setting! This event can be as flexible as you want; but keep in mind that there must be strong themes of student life in your works.

There are no specific rules with this event! Although as much as possible, there should be no war drama whatsoever. The military lives of your personas and suitors should have little to no mentions, since this AU would focus on the years *before* they take their positions in the canon universe. Faction feuds are okay!

For the suitor's attitudes, I recommend @emeraldtawny's university au hcs on tumblr, or you can go on your way too!

Who can participate?

Anyone can enter! Even if you don't have Cradlesonas and just several OCs, you are more than free to enter the event.

How can I participate?

You can create art, character references, use Picrew, fanfics, moodboards, playlists, just about anything that would get your creative wheels running! It doesn't have to be the best of works, as everyone has different forms of creativity! We can improve at every progress we make. Also use "#school days cradlesona" as a tag! I'll do my best to see everyone's and reblog it, don't be shy to tag me here!

Can't wait to see what all of you make! Get out there and be creative! 💗✨

Here's a folder of references you're free to use!

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1jeFYS5dZSizm-5mTTwPGiRmQIrAlVflb

reblog to spread the word~

#cradlesona #ikerev #ikemen revolution #cradlesona event #school days cradlesona #i finally squared up and announced this!!#its alright if you dont wanna join uwu #it sucks i got really self conscious about this #i start college next week aaaaaa #hopefully i would have data to appreciate yall's works uwu #i cant wait to see them #also i have stuff ready for this !!#and i've been writing a lot more !!#see yall soon uwu #announcement #ikerev oc #oc #event

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astralaces · 5 years

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tagging @cradlesonanetwork ! I know the prompt was meant to show our cradlesonas as heroes but I just couldn’t help myself for this one! I made a playlist for the event and the story that goes with it is under the cut.

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4DFtEZHRlMjpfHBIzz1ku5

Angie, Goddess of Deceit, is up in the garden where all the gods and goddesses live, with a boredom that cannot be sated. Each and every day consists of the same tiresome routine that’s driving her out of her wits. She laments how she’d rather be doing something interesting and new as she runs through the garden in a game of make believe to try to stir up some excitement (Everything at Once). Suddenly, she reaches the garden’s edge and curiously looks down at the mortal world. In it, she sees a town in the midst of being destroyed by utter chaos. A battlefield claims the lives of several humans, fires engulf buildings without discrimination, and the mortal’s pleas for help fill the space. About a mile or so away from the chaos, desperate mothers file their children into carriages that will presumably take them away from this madness (Deliver Us). Suddenly, Angie comes up with a plan that will take away her boredom.

At the same time, a young boy named Oliver is ushered into one of carriages taking children away from the town. The inside was far too crowded and many of the children openly cried out from fear and confusion. Suddenly, the carriage hit a massive pothole and lurched forward, sending the children inside into a tumbling frenzy. The wooden structure fell apart, leaving several bodies bruised and battered on the floor. Oliver’s breath caught in his throat from the pain and he could see about six men on horseback approaching where he and the other children had landed. From the way they were dressed he instantly knew they were part of the group that was destroying the town. As the men on horseback got closer, the rest of the children grew aware of their presence and using all the strength they had they clumsily got to their feet and took off in different directions (Run Boy Run).

After letting the tragic events unfold a bit more, Angie slowly descended into the town. There was so much chaos and disarray that at first no one seemed to notice the goddess among them, but with a slight movement of her hand time began to still for those who were causing the panic. The townspeople stared in awe and confusion as Angie brought her hand up to her lips, blowing a white fog off from it. As she did this, every enemy of the town disappeared, leaving only the locals in the wake of destruction. Knowing that her plan was working Angie took a step forward, causing all the fires to go out. She let the mortals gawk for a few more moments before addressing them, saying that she was a goddess who had heard their pleas and came to help. The townspeople were overcome with emotion and quickly began to trust and revere her (Safe & Sound).

Within the shadows Edgar, the God of Death, watched Angie with calculating eyes. He had been drawn to this town from all the killings and bitter bile rose in his throat at the thought that his fun was coming to an end. It took him less than a second to figure out everything coming from the Goddess’ mouth was a lie. She was cold, cruel, and manipulative while trying to come off as benevolent. Still, he knew better than to expose her right away. He waited until she was alone to confront her head on, letting her know that he knew she was a fraud (Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing). Amused by his accusation, Angie tells him that they share many of the same qualities. In fact, she knows that under the guise of disdain he’s rather intrigued by her. Unable to deny this, Edgar points out that she appears to be just as intrigued by him. The two play this game of cat and mouse before agreeing to come to a compromise that will satisfy both their needs. Angie would continue to make the townsfolk worship and adore her and once she was bored of them Edgar had free reign to pick them off one by one (Dangerous Game).

A few days later, Oliver’s exhausted body collapsed in a small town several miles from his home. He was found by a group of men who took him to the local orphanage. It was then, among all the other orphaned and destitute children, that Oliver decided he wanted to make something of himself. Unwilling to let his tragic circumstances define him, he poured himself into his studies and used the pain of his past to fuel his success. Even after he was old enough to leave the orphanage, he continued to study for another decade until he mastered his chosen craft: inventing (Rise Like a Phoenix).

Meanwhile, Angie and Edgar spent the last several years traveling from place to place while playing their game. Several towns had fallen victim to them as every last citizen was stripped of their free will and life. As their list of potential new locations grew smaller and smaller, the pair found themselves in the town a now adult Oliver called home (Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This).

Oliver watched with the other townsfolk as Angie gave the usual speech of her being a goddess who’d come to help the town in its time of need. She promised to bring a surplus of food for the hungry, clothes for the cold, and shelter for the homeless. She swore to protect the people and to care for them as if they were her own. Looking around, Oliver could tell that the people were enraptured by her words, but he was skeptical. Not trusting Angie, he began to follow her until nightfall. Sure enough, once all the townspeople were asleep in their homes a man Oliver had never seen before came up to the goddess. While Oliver wasn’t close enough to hear what they were saying, he watched as the goddess nodded her head. Gleefully, the man at her side pulled out a sword covered in a mist of shadows. His eyes were set on a homeless man sleeping several feet away and within the next second his sword pierced the man’s neck in a feat that shouldn’t have been possible. Stifling his gasp, Oliver realized that the man with the sword was Death. That meant there were two malicious gods that had the townsfolk wrapped around their fingers. Not knowing what else to do, Oliver raced home and began to work on a seemingly impossible weapon: a gun that could kill a god (My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark).

Several weeks passed from the day Edgar and Angie had first arrived. Dozens were now dead, but the gods were doing a good job of covering their tracks. They were professionals at this point so it was business as usual, except for one minor detail. After spending so much time together, the pair had developed true feelings for each other. Deciding to be the braver of the two, Edgar is the first to confess his feelings, pledging his loyalty to Angie who then confesses her feelings as well (I Will Be There).

Shortly after this, Oliver finally perfects his ultimate invention with one small problem: he was only able to create one bullet with the power to kill a god. Still, with more and more people being murdered by the day, he knows there isn’t any time to lose. Setting out into the town’s square he speaks out against Angie and Edgar, telling the people that they have all been deceived. He shows the people indisputable evidence that proves the two gods are the culprits of all the recent murders and disappearances while also revealing that he’s come up with a way to stop them. Roars of applause and anger rose from the deceived crowd as they all rallied with Oliver to kill the gods (Uprising).

The passion filled townspeople quickly track down and surround Angie and Oliver, who are amused by their display of defiance. Knowing full well that their power outweighs that of mortals, the two taunt the people, telling them that it is impossible for them to win. A fight breaks out with Angie and Oliver clearly having the upper hand. They kill several people at once and gain several feet of footing as they continue to laugh at the uprising. From the middle of the chaos, Oliver managed to sneak his way around the crowd. From his position he had a clear shot of both gods and, deciding her cunning ways made her the more immediate threat, he aimed at Angie. Right as his finger pulled the trigger, Edgar’s head whipped around. With inhuman speed he pushed Angie out of the way and the bullet lodged itself in his chest. True to its nature, the bullet managed to kill the God of Death (Partners in Crime).

Shocked, Angie dropped to her knees and cradled Edgar’s body in her arms. Although he now had no way to kill her, Oliver marched passed the handful of remaining townsfolk until he was standing right in front of the goddess. He called her out on her deplorable actions, and though he knew she felt no remorse he couldn’t contain the hatred in his voice as he dug into her (Don’t You Dare Forget The Sun). Unable to contain her rage, Angie sarcastically congratulates Oliver for killing Edgar before deciding to let him reap what he’s sewn. She uses her power to kill the remaining townspeople on the spot while sparing Oliver, knowing this will shake him up (Sarcasm).

Switching gears, she uses her powers of deceit to alter Oliver’s mind. She paints herself as a victim of the situation, making him believe that she had no choice in the killings and that she is not only remorseful, but seeking salvation. Unable to ward off her power, Oliver not only believes this, but takes pity on her, allowing her to return to her home in the garden (Off With Her Head).

Back home, Angie thinks back on the years she spent in the mortal world with Edgar. Memories of being the most powerful being in existence flashed through her mind as she thought about her lost love and power (Viva La Vida).

#me #cradlesona mythology #cradlesona event #its 1 am and my brain refused to let me sleep until i posted this #this event gave me life

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ikemenshakespeare · 4 years

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Guide to Rosewood Traditions

Hello everyone! This is DEFINITELY two months late but I love participating in these events. Needless to say I hope you enjoy learning a little more about my Cradlesona. ☺️ and yes, I did get permission from @lovingsiriusoswald to reference The Olympias! Also I’d like to thank @youreawizardharr for giving me the idea to incorporate a family emblem, I’m really happy with it so thank you again for inspiring me. 💕

Tagging: @cradlesonanetwork

Middle Names

All first born Rosewood women must take the middle name Nancy. The original Nancy was the wife to the man who had success in the Red Territory restaurant business, making them the wealthy family they are today. As the story goes generation to generation, it all started when black split from red. The economy was at a loss for the first time in Cradles history. It was a shock to have half the country divided, but the Rosewood’s took that as an opportunity to soar. Nancy was one of the only people in the family who ever had strong magic ability and used it for something no one ever had before, to please others and make them feel magical whenever they’re surrounded by her and their venue. Dancing in the ballroom you’d float above ground, lighter then air. Bottles moved to fill your glass unasked for. Some of the highest esteemed parties were/and still are held in their locations, including those by Clemence and Olympia nobleman. However, all that fun eventually did come to an end. As everyone knows magic will eventually drain your life force, and Nancy was no exception. She took her life in sake of the party and to uphold her family’s wealth, all the while keeping red territory’s best reputation standing tall. In honor of her sacrifice and lively hood the first women of the new generations take her name.

Holidays

The Rosewood’s are known to fight amongst eachother, especially during family events. Each and every holiday seems more like a competition of who can outspeak whom, and who is truly the most knowledgeable person in the room. Although it seems a little crazy and sometimes things can get out of hand, it really is all in good fun. Holiday’s have always been a time where the main family (stretching as far as uncles, aunts, and cousins.) reunite and stay at the Rosewood estate, Specifically Elaine’s Fathers domain. This is a time when Elaine gained most of her good family memories, and to be honest their wasn’t always many of those around, so she held onto them tightly.

Sunday Night Dinners

When Elaine was in elementary school these dinners were hosted every Sunday, but since her grandmothers passing they’ve since ceased to a once a month deal. It was meant to keep the family close together. Each dinner was another array of wonderful food, the same as the week before. The family recipe for pastas, meat, and sauce had been passed down for generations and even included as a menu item in their restaurants. It was one of the best sellers of course. The meal was always accompanied by a nice vinegarette salad and freshly baked bread. Although the meal seems modest for a family of such high esteem, the meal was meant to keep them humble, loving, and again most importantly together.

Family Emblem

The roses on the emblem are not only used to represent the family’s last name. The beauty of this flower represents promise, hope, and new beginnings just as the family experienced years ago after the split between red and black. In dreams the sword is considered to hold meaning of intellect, aggression, decision, and action. When one dreams of a sword our phyche may be telling us to gain clarity about your position in life’s circumstances. One must take a stand, making clear just who you are and what you want. This is a quality the Rosewood family lives by.

#Cradlesona #Family Suited Pair Event #OC #Ikemen Revolution #Cybird #Jonah Clemence #Luka Clemence

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youreawizardharr · 4 years

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A Guide to the Chapman's Traditions and Trademarks

An event I shall be participating in. Get ready to have my trash in your dash. I still have other things to work on, so look forward to that. This time I will pace myself and not work on a million things at once like I have.

Image used was edited by Tseon.

Tagging: @cradlesonanetwork

Eirene | Arion | Chapman History | Andrasta

Warning: I cannot use the Read More option, please forgive my long post in your dash.

Side Note: I hadn't realized this event happened last month, so excuse me for doing this a month later. I hope this is okay

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1. Beauty Mark

Anyone born into the Chapman family will inherit the beauty mark that is always seen on the left-hand corner of their mouth. It never appears in any other spot on their face. This is the only visible trademark anyone can easily distinguish a Chapman.

This gene seems to be a dominant trait. For instance, Eirene, despite being conceived by someone from the Land of Reason, inherited it from her father. Even her daughter, Andrasta, inherited this same beauty mark.

2. Angelic Magic

Those who possess this ancient magic are held in high regard. The Chapmans consider this as a "rite of passage." The family holds a ball in their honor, whether they permitted other noble families to attend is uncertain. However, Eirene was born years after the Chapman Massacre, so she never received this honor after showing signs of magic use.

The Archon Seal: the seal on their upper back is the proof that these members can harness this powerful magic. Unlike ordinary magic, Angelic magic doesn't chip away the user's lifespan, which is the very reason the Magic Tower was interested in studying this magic and wanted to conduct experiments.

Angelic magic stems from the Grace of the Angel within the user. These Angels can fall from Grace, most likely due to their host. For example, Arion committed a heinous crime that involved murdering the Chapman family, their blood stained his hands, thus his Angel fell from Grace, becoming a Fallen Angel in the process.

3. Grandeur Balls

The Chapmans always invited nobles from all across Cradle to attend balls they hosted, regardless of where they come from. Their fatal mistake is inviting the head of the Magic Tower and his only son, Amon Jabberwock. The two forged an alliance with the previous King of Hearts, as well as Hephaestus and his own son, Arion Chapman. This lead to their early demise.

The balls the Chapmans hosted were always exquisite, always living up to the expectations of the elites. They relished their standing in society, but were never ones to flaunt what they had. When Erza took the title and throne after the death of his father, he continued hosting these balls to honor the Chapman family name. Eirene was far too young to remember the one she attended as a toddler, nor the fact that she had already met Ray, Lancelot, Jonah, Luka, Sirius, Fenrir and Harr. The only one who suspects the toddler was Eirene is Sirius.

4. Raw Talents

The Chapmans weren't talent crazed as the nobles from the Red Territory, as they were more interested in the Magic that runs in the family. However, most members proved to be skillful in the arts, such as playing instruments, jousting, singing, painting, etc.

Erza Chapman was skilled in everything, but he wasn't one to boast about his efforts. After the Chapman Massacre, he was well known for his handyman skill. People of Cradle appreciated everything he did for them. What Arion lacked in raw talent, he made up for by mastering Angelic magic, advancing himself in the Telesmic stages.

5. Magic Competitions

Rather than focus on raw talent in the arts, the Chapmans placed their efforts on honing their magic. Once a year, they hosted games for all of Cradle to participate in. However, one game, in particular, is what they're most famous for: Magic Competitions. People who were born with magic were allowed to enter, regardless of what their status was or where they came from. Arion Chapman was considered a prodigy by the Chapmans, and was revered for how powerful his magic was.

6. Holiday Celebrations

The holidays were very important to the Chapman family. The most notable ones they celebrated were Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years. They hosted extravagant dinner parties during these exact holidays, being all about family.

Regardless of their royal status, the Chapmans never thought they were better than anyone else. They often lowered tax rates, something Hephaestus didn't approve of, during the holiday season as a gift from them to their people. Erza would buy dinner and ingredients for unfortunate families, or he would join them if they refused his offer.

7. Birthdays

Birthdays were celebrated for intermediate family members of the royal family. Only they were permitted to attend these private parties. When he was younger, Arion spent the last birthday he celebrated in the Red Army Headquarters. Ever since the Chapman Massacre, he doesn't celebrate his birthday anymore. He's repulsed by this day.

In her case, Eirene attends balls that the Red Army arranges for her birthday to continue the Chapman tradition. Loki always manages to convince Harr to go as her date (much to his embarrassment). Lancelot always ALWAYS grants permission for the Black Army to attend for Eirene's sake.

8. Wielding Holy Artifacts

The Chapmans who were born with Angelic magic weren't able to advance themselves in the Telesmic stages, thus were unable to conjure the Holy Artifacts their Angels wielded. The ancestor of the family was the first to accomplish this feat and save Cradle.

The second was Erza, who advanced himself to the Gnosis stage, conjuring the Holy Sword Excalibur. However, he never had the chance to complete the Gnosis Overload stage for Amon extracted the Angel within him, ultimately killing him in the process. Arion mastered all of the Telesmic stages, conjuring the Holy Artifact that his Angel wielded. People have often gossiped that Erza could have easily defeated him in battle, which angered Arion even more. Eirene was able to accomplish this feat with the help of the two armies and the neutral party. It took her longer to advance through the Telesmic stages due to lack of experience, but she was able to achieved the Gnosis stage before her battle with Arion.

9. Chapman Emblem

Emblem of the Chapman family resembles the Telesmic stages of the Archon Seal. From the time of their ancestor up until the generation Erza was born into, the Chapman emblem has stayed the same. Eirene made the decision to keep the emblem as it is.

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Additional Information

Eirene and Arion have nothing in common. Neither of them knew the other existed until Amon informed him of a mysterious girl with the surname of Chapman. Arion has wanted to rid the world of the Chapman name, thus he commanded Amon to make a secret meeting and force Eirene to attend, so he can meet her without the armies interfering.

Upon their first meeting, Arion physically tormented Eirene. Her emotional and physical distress caused her magic to spiral out of control but Arion easily subdued her.

In the Garden above the Civic Center, Arion threatened to slaughter Harr right before her eyes after deducing that she was in love with the wizard, thus her magic went berserk and she very nearly destroyed the entire building and surrounding areas. It took Harr to reach her with his voice, bringing her back to consciousness. Eirene refused to let him go.

#ikemen revolution #harr silver #sirius oswald #lancelot kingsley #ray blackwell #fenrir godspeed #luka clemence #jonah clemence #my cradlesona #my writing #family suited pair event

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