#eliza lore

[slimesaurian]

happy anniversary to me accidentally coming out early to family because I thought I was slick taking a selfie with a trans pin and posting it to fb for "all my trans homies"

#eliza lore #tdov #this actually happened lmfao

[elizabeth-the-doll-of-jane-doe]

YOU WERE MARRIED TO WHO??

Memory of who is a little foggy but I think I married him in 1901. Don’t worry it’s nobody you would know!

And he sadly passed two years after we were wed…

#ride the cyclone #rtc #the doll of jane doe #jane doe’s doll #eliza dolly rtc #elizabeth dolly #janes doll rtc #Eliza lore #Elizabeth lore

[crying-pan420]

So I wrote The doll Elizabeth in pain and here it is (a little bit of lore for her at the end >:))

Elizabeth glanced at the filthy streets, looking for something, anything to tell her where she was. Her dizzy,darting eyes fixed on a shady figure sulking around the streets and her previous intentions were lost behind her insatiable curiosity. She snuck behind the being following intently behind them and to her luck no one seemed to pay attention to her. The figure entered into an abandoned warehouse and she followed quickly behind and soon there were 2, then 3, then 5, then 10. She hid behind some broken crates, intent on whatever was to be shared here tonight but as she waited, she felt the spinning of her head return and the old confusion return as she lost balance.

A loud crash startled the figures as they approached her, now in hindsight following this man seemed a foolish idea but that didn’t matter now. All that mattered was that the figures were planning something, if only the pounding of her head could cease a moment to allow her to understand the whispers but that was never going to happen.

A rough hand harshly seized her throat and yanked her towards them, they stared intently at Elizabeth and spoke. Yet she couldn’t hear a single word, all she could hear was the shrill ring in her ear. With her lack of response she was tossed down onto the ground, her head once again hitting the solid floor. The man asked again, this time a foot pressed down on her fingers. He asked again and again and again each time beating her more until he gave up the questions and began something much worse. All 10 figures began to kick and punch and maul her. The first sound that broke though the emptiness was a loud snap in her chest which was soon followed by pain and she screamed. This didn’t stop them, they continued until she couldn’t have survived, one even grabbed a knife and plunged it into her stomach. Then he began to twist it through her insides painstakingly slow. She screamed until her throat was hoarse, clawed and the ground until her fingers became dull but nothing could free her from this hell.

Eventually they left her, when the puddle of blood had fully stained her hair, her clothes, when her screaming finally stopped, when she stopped.

Elizabeth started crawling when she thought they were gone. She eventually managed to pull herself up and stumbled into a dirt ridden alley. One hand clutched the wall, the other her stomach as it stained a similar colour to her hair. The streets seemed deserted, as though nobody knew and nobody cared. Her body violently shook, as her breathing went from short and raspy to uncontrollable, she tried to make a noise, any sound she could but to no avail. She sank to the hard floor wrapping herself up in her beaten arms.

Everything hurt, she couldn’t move, she couldn’t breathe. Hot pain ran through her veins seeking out and devouring every nerve they could. As the pain grew so did a warm liquid in her throat. She coughed and wretched out oceans of blood. Her blunt nails gripped and scratched the concrete as best she could.

Everything felt wrong, she could feel every muscle move in pain, her ribs shift and contort, her blood pour, her head spin, her vocal cords claw at her throat and she hated it, all of it. She wanted it to end, she wanted it to end and so it did. Her cloudy vision faded to black and the pain all of a sudden stopped but that wasn’t the end.

Elizabeth was in a new room, a room filled with dolls, she glanced around and one of the dolls snapped and crumbled before her very eyes, then the room was gone.

#ride the cyclone #rtc #elizabeth dolly #eliza dolly rtc #jane doe’s doll rtc #janes doll rtc #the doll of jane doe #Elizabeth lore #Eliza lore #i kinda got carried away

[walkerrenee]

if anyone sees this please i am begging you to send me songs filled with the most yearning and longing that makes you drop to your knees and heave pls pls nothing is doing it right now 🧎🙏

#music #music recs #yearning #longing #noah kahan #hozier #leith ross #lizzy mcalpine #yoke lore #the crain wives #florence + the machine #eliza mclamb #taylor swift #one direction #boygenius #lord huron #the wren #<<< those are some artists i already have on the playlist please help i will owe you my life #pj talks

[themissinggoldfish]

I saw your recent post, can we know the lore?

If this is about the OCs, I haven’t fully fleshed out the story yet but here’s a summary! [might be lengthy so hold on]

Tagging @alcyoneveus as well cuz i wanted to tell them this as well ww

The first two (Yuko&Eliza) is sorta a situationship that ended badly, Yuko being her personal Guard and Eliza being the princess it wasnt a relationship that the public would take likely. After an incident, Yuko was taken into trial and held for questioning, only to be betrayed by Eliza who lied about Yuko having dealings with it. (Resulting in Yuko’s exile)

The second pair (Brian & Anurabi, Brian is just his companion) the main story is about mainly Yuko and Anu’s journey, so this is previous to their meeting. Its just Brian being a crab and Anu not knowing how to deal with him (Common occurrence later down the line lmao)

Third pair ( Minerva&Nadia) These two came from relatively the same area, but their respective groups are born rivals, Minerva’s family is much richer than Nadia and she likes to rub it in her face, Nadia is used to her antics so she lets her do her own thing. Rather than flaunting materialistic things she rather show her elegance through action (or literally, by Dance)

Fourth Pair (Dyani&Jade, little Mars as well) Dyani was a young spirit who happened to find Jade and Mars deep in the woods (a little far from their village) it has been raided by a neighboring country and they had just escaped. Dyani helped them heal back to health but with no where to go the trio decided to stick together (Dyani was always upfront from the get go and found Jade cute, Jade is always caught off guard by their bluntness but she got used to it overtime)

Some of these characters were in their teens or childhood (only exception being Eliza, Anu and Yuko as they’re in their twenties)

#anu (gd) #yuko (gd) #brian the crab #nadia (sky) #jade (sky) #eliza (gd) #oc #yapping #golden duo lore :]

[mistercakerz]

MY MAIN GORLS~

#carries ocs #original character #digital art #artists on tumblr #carrie #eliza #hideku #levi #im gonn ahopueflly start on teh toyhouse soon im pumped to get my ocs lore out there lmaoooo

[c-rose2081]

Omg I just had a Starchild AU thought!!!

Headcanon that aliens have different biology than humans, and give off some really unique electromagnetic pulses. It’s what allows them to manipulate gravity and float. Because of that, A-ddison is almost always giving off some form of energy, be it heat, static, light, or magnetic pulse.

Zombies are naturally attracted to these pulses, as it’s the same vibrations sent through their z-band. It makes them feel…cozy, and safe. To Zed (and other zombies), the energy A-ddison gives off is literally like a drug that helps calm their systems down. Zed has fallen asleep multiple times while holding her; even Eliza lingers around just to catch a moment of relief — she’s even fallen asleep a few times too but won’t admit it.

Similarly, werewolves are also impacted by these unique magnetic fields. Unlike zombies which fall asleep, wolves will become hyperactive and protective. A-ddison has been caught a few times in the center of a pack without even noticing, simply because they are drawn to the energy she gives off.

A-ddison is literally a walking monster beacon and it’s actually hilarious 😅

#disney zombies #z o m b i e s #z o m b i e s 2 #z o m b i e s 3 #addison wells #world building #lore building #thinking thoughts #zed necrodopolis #eliza zambie #alternate universe #starchild au

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

hey so. was anyone gonna tell me that last year I wrote *the* most tender lonan & harrison moment in feeding habits ORRRRR (harrison cuts lonan’s hair):

On the floor, Harrison eases Lonan’s skull over his knee and mimics what Suzanna does for him every other month: a modest section between his index and middle finger, then a tentative snip. A section. A snip. As he cuts, chips of Lonan’s hair falling to the tile, he notes the geography of Lonan’s skull, rough with uneven hair. He’s so focused on taming it all to one length that at first, he doesn’t notice when Lonan flushes crimson all the way to his throat. How he blinks rapidly to dislodge the tears netting his eyelashes, and eventually covers his face with his hands. Harrison snips again, and Lonan makes a strangled noise, like an animal’s cry. Tentative at first, like a short clearing of the throat, and then ugly, like a caribou dying. Harrison clenches his jaw, knowing it’ll only be harder to cut Lonan’s hair if he too starts to cry, but that doesn’t matter. Within seconds, his eyes swell, and as he snips, hair scattering like both of their old lives dissipating, he smooths his free thumb over Lonan’s forehead. He doesn’t know what else to do. How to imbue comfort. He’s not like Suzanna who understands that sometimes a person just needs another person to appear with a plate of papas, or a rented chick flick, and just be there. Within minutes, Lonan’s hair is at a new normal: shorter than it’s been in years, but in shape to regrow. Harrison sets the scissors onto the tile. He cups Lonan’s cheek with his palm, brings his forehead so close to his that they nearly touch. And he’s there. A bamboo stake waiting for a strand of ivy to give it new purpose.

#THE WAY I HAVE NOOOO RECOLLECTION OF THIS SCENE #WROTE THIS IN 2022 IM WEEEEEPPPINNGGGG #not harrison not crying but wanting to cry because lonan is crying #ohhhHHH IM HURTTTT #this is so hallowed bodies Lonan coded too like if there’s one thing HB Lonan will do #it’s cover his face with his hands and cry (THE CHERRIES LOL) #yeah this LITERALLYYYYY healed me I love seeing them like this #MW 3……… PLSSSS #if u don’t know the feeding habits lore #Eliza who’s Lonan’s girlfriend lol cuts off his hair because biblical references #and it looks… bad LOL but it’s a big thematic moment because Lonan’s hair is 90% of his personality #anyway so Harrison’s fixing it here #I cannot imagine Lonan with short hair tho lol but that’s how he looks in the second half of the book!!!! #THE NEAR FOREHEAD TOUCH AT THE END I JUST NOTICEDDDD OMGGGGG #OHHH I AM NOW JUST NOTICING THE THUMB THING IM CRYYYINGG THEY ARE TENDYYYY #I was looking thru FH for Harrison quotes since I finished his aesthetic!! now I’m just reeling!!!

[cobaltaverse]

Eliza: *seductively takes off glasses*

Eliza: Wow...

Nick: *blushes* Haha... what?

Eliza: You're really fucking blurry.

#cobaltaverse #incorrect quote #universe lore #eliza schmidt #nick carter

[edwinrocks0811]

Nightmare blunt rotation

#uwe winston #mo-tan #smt chiaki tachibana #juri han #glumdango #masane amaha #rose cookie #skullgirls eliza #Me lore. All these characters have changed my brain chemistry in some way #Aka I love them on a terminally online level #also its my birthday

[cloudycaffeinatedcryptid]

I remember there being a stray comment about the curse being sentient in TMBaBA. Does that have something to do with the old world? Will you be touching on that concept later on?

that's a good question! personally, im a huge fan of magic being its own sort of force so i do consider the Curse as its own entity but i probably won't dive TOO in depth with it, just because it's not my main focus, if that makes sense

im totally willing to get into it here though! in my canon, the Old World is literally MADE from magic - everything there is fueled by it and thrives with in - so, in my eyes, the Old World is "alive". since magic is much harder to hold onto in the current world, it's more of a "feeling" thing - the Curse doesn't operate with thoughts or actual facts, moreso just feeds off of whoever it's latched to and sets in. people who have tempers or don't have a lot of self-discipline are going to turn faster than, like... someone who mediates daily. very rarely does the Curse play favorites but it's found a couple in Hackett's Quarry that aren't so bad :)

Eliza, since she's both from the Old World and resides outside of the real one, has a special insight into the Curse. she's never been infected but if she were, the Curse would likely favor her for her unconditional love for Silas and she respects it just the same as her son's protector. she sees it as a sentient thing, living magic with its own call, although she has no control over it. the only thing it affects is the rate of infection so, unfortunately, being favored does not spare you from eating people

anyway, i hope this was both comprehensive & helpful bc it's early & im never in my right mind. peace & love!!

#the quarry #the quarry fic #take me back and back again #dylan lenivy fic #tmb&ba #ask #ask moth #eliza vorez #its fun making my own lore #i get to be in charge of everything #thats also a downside

[icreatethingsiguess]

I show my ocs again pt. 3 — character I haven't drawn in months edition (lazy art, maybe???)

Meet my girl Eliza Hopp!

⁽¹⁷ᵗʰ ᵒᶠ ˢᵉᵖᵗᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ, ¹⁸⁰² – ¹⁸ᵗʰ ᵒᶠ ᴶᵃⁿᵘᵃʳʸ, ¹⁸⁴⁸⁾

— "Eliza" is short for nothing. Her name is just Eliza. Her name is just a partner name to her mother's, "Beth."

— More about her name: she lacks a middle name (common for her species before 1837 and the mid 1800s in general, although there were cases of this happening afterwards too) and her surname, "Hopp," came from her half brother. It was originally "Hop," as he was half snowy tree cricket, but was changed to "Hopp" later on as an homage to mayor and Eliza's dearest friend, Rainn Fort.

— She's yet another butterfly puppet!! Beth is a holly blue whilst Eliza's father, Jeremy, is a brown/orange butterfly puppet of an unidentified species.

— She has two half siblings, Cassandra Flinders and Thomas Hopp, and two step-parents on both sides of her family, Crispin [step-father on mother's side] and Nyx [step-mother on father's side]. Through her half-brother Eliza has a sister-in-law named Alessandra Hopp who's a gramophone puppet (illegally built), and through her half-sister a brother-in-law named Benjamin "Ben" Flinders who's an anthro lyrebird originally from Eastern Australia. Eliza is also an aunt of seven kids thanks to Ben and Cassandra: from oldest to youngest they are Bellatrix, Samuel, Juliet, Daphne, Fiona, James, and Ashley (M). If this wasn't enough there's also a funky Scottish spirit dude named Duncan who helped nurse and raise all said kids so that they'd survive.

— Technically she has a husband named Rhys Maddox but only when their souls go and live other lives and end up meeting each other on Earth again via new lives and all that junk. They don't plan on having kids but they love each other very much. 😌

— As of mid 2023 she's no longer a resident of Nowhere And Also Everywhere aka "the afterlife," but will return once her current life passes on.

— In terms of personality, Eliza was quite the pessimist and was known to have a very low self esteem. She saw herself as not good enough to do anything but be anything but the town maid (HEAVILY influenced by her backstory) and was very quiet, only speaking to a select few people she felt like talking to: Rainn Fort, poet (and commonly credited founder of the town TLP, alongside Rainn) Matthew Milkweed, Cassandra, and Thomas were lucky enough, among others. Since being dead, her conditions improved.

— (Read backstory for context) Due to her upbringing she struggled a lot with mental illness, specifically depression and anxiety [PTSD and OCD are possible for her as well, but I need to look more into the former and develop her personality a lil more before I make a final judgement.) Even more well known was her maladaptive daydreaming (not a mental illness but oftentimes a symptom of one), which started in early childhood and lasted for the remainder of her life. It's very likely her maladaptive daydreaming played a major role in her untimely demise. On top of maladaptive daydreaming, it's very possible she's hyperphantasic, as I see her having a very vivid imagination.

Beautiful art by @fishyfishyfishtimes! Pieces are a couple years old:

• Here you'll notice she lacks clothing. She's depicted with a rounder segmented body above but actually has a more rectangular body type without any segments. Lack of clothing was first made popular in the 1960s and became accepted in the mainstream in following decades but with the exception of the first puppets in the 10th century, this wasn't the case. Puppets wore clothes, albeit quite raggedy (basically think "poor person in the Middle Ages") and torn, especially those that worked in manual labor. Here, Eliza's without clothes simply because she didn't have a dress design.

• Eliza with her half-siblings!! She and Thomas were very close to each other before she passed, and both were very depressed and angry at the world thanks to very very less than ideal living situations growing up. Cassandra is more of a mediator figure in the trio, see. They might not look it here in this doodle but they were actually quite close during their time together. All three of them lived together in one house and Cassandra frequently visited even when she moved out to live with her husband.

Drawings of caterpillar Eliza:

• Here's a good example of what caterpillars look like! These babies really are like insect puppies, if puppies had a more plant/fruit/vegetable based diet (too much meat for a caterpillar can cause stomach aches). They typically have 6-8 legs and having a "tail" depends on genetics. Eliza here doesn't have one! Caterpillars oftentimes have their future wing prints on their body, kinda like a fun Easter egg for what's to come. Eliza has black spots since Holly blue butterflies have small black spots on their wings :)

• A version of the doodle above except she has a dress. Nothing much to say here besides um. I don't think I can draw loose clothing on complex forms too well.

Eliza's Backstory (1802 – 2023)

CW: Backstory includes mentions of slavery, childhood trauma, segregation, and death

— This backstory is currently incomplete you can help by expanding it. Some details are still a WIP but I'd say it's coherent enough to count as a character backstory.

— A lot of the lore in the backstory was written by none other than @fishyfishyfishtimes ! She's an amazing worldbuilder so please go check her out. She only posts fish/sea creature related things (for now?) but maybe you like that too, I dunno.

Eliza was born (read as: hatched out of her egg) thanks to two puppet slave parents, Beth and Jeremy, sometime in 1802 (usually recorded as "the 17th of September" for simplicity); she was born in a household in London and spent the first couple years of her life around the house with fellow small children and even human children. Like many to-be slaves, contact with her parents was extremely limited if there was any contact at all as many children of slaves couldn't recognize who their parents were or were even allowed to interact with anyone outside their immediate field of view, or alternatively, they were to be sent off to a different household to work.

Reasonably, her living conditions for the first 35 years of life were less than ideal: like many "weaker" and more fashionable species, such as the butterfly, Eliza was resigned to do indoor tasks (most notably cleaning, given her fixation later on) and on rare occasions she would have to do garden work. She lived a life entirely at home, unaware of much of the outside world. Her time was mostly occupied by her excessive daydreaming while she slaved away.

This all changed on the 22nd of May, 1837, a day that's very well known in the (Universe) UK and around much of the world: after 8 centuries of being treated like mere "puppets," the first instance of puppets gaining personal freedoms finally occurred, on this particular day in British territory. Some human families paid royalties to those that had been treated so horribly. Puppet building was officially banned. There was only one nasty catch: instead of being integrated, both puppets and humans were now segregated by law. Thousands of puppets were grouped/grouped together themselves and left areas declared to be "human" areas (mostly big cities, such as London). Travel was allowed but heavily frowned upon by both human society and puppet society alike.

Somewhere in the midst of the chaos, Eliza got in contact with two puppets in particular, Cassandra and Thomas, who turned out to be her relatives. From 1837 – 1839, the trio traveled from developing town to developing town, eventually landing in a developing town between the counties of Kent and East Sussex, Townlocationplace ["TLP" for short]. Eliza quickly became infatuated with the mayor, Rainn Fort. The two became best friends but Eliza wasn't too content with just being friends. Unfortunately, Rainn had instead married a mute dragonfly woman named Alice Brown. This upset Eliza but she didn't push it. The pair remained good friends; Rainn helped her with literacy and even bought her new clothes to wear.

Eliza, however, remained in the cycle she was born into. If not in bed daydreaming, she would be seen wandering around the streets of the town aimlessly. On one of these trips, this proved to be an exceptionally dangerous practice.

On the night of the 17th of January, 1848, Eliza had written a love note to Rainn, wanting to deliver it to him in person. She had no clothes appropriate for going out in the snowy cold, only a gown. In the early morning hours she'd instead gotten lost and froze out in the dark.

Not too long after her soul was transported to Nowhere And Also Everywhere ("the afterlife") where she remained until finally trying to live a brand new life in the late 20th century. As of mid 2023, the present in the Universe, she's still living on Earth.

#Why don't I post on ToyHouse? Because I'm too lazy lol #Eliza Hopp #lore dump #long post #Universe lore #oc #puppet oc #Ranch art #oc lore #historical fiction #historical oc #oc backstory #my art #slavery cw #trauma cw #character death cw #segregation cw

[elizabeth-the-doll-of-jane-doe]

Where am I?

#ride the cyclone #rtc #the doll of jane doe #eliza dolly rtc #jane doe’s doll #elizabeth dolly #janes doll rtc #elizabeth lore #eliza lore

[sparingiscaring]

Youtube, i get it, Iris rebel songs fuck, I know, my dad's Special interest is the IRA, I've heard them all. I'M LOOKING FOR ELIZA-VIBED SONGS, AND IT'S SCOTTISh not IRISh-

#the site is trying to make me change them to be irish #i refuse based on stubbornish plush accent attachment plus. lore #oc: eliza marlow

[crying-pan420]

Might’ve accidentally made Elizabeth Dolly an omen of death

Whoops

#ride the cyclone #rtc #the doll of jane doe #jane doe’s doll rtc #janes doll rtc #elizabeth dolly #eliza dolly rtc #whoops #sometimes you start writing lore and accidentally make them a death omen #it happens

[mydarlingdearestdead]

Slowly, Eliza peeled the ring off her finger. She took Elton's hand and gently opened his palm, placing it there.

Meeting their gaze she smiled, eyes shining. "You might want to give that to someone else."

And my heart broke for her.

Unfortunately, that's also when I lost consciousness.

#i love giving off of context pieces of their lore #elton and Orion #eliza Landhoff #Elton Rhymes #Orion O'Hara #my lovely ocs #ocs #original characters #writers #writing #author #writblr #writers on Tumblr #fuck jk rowling #fuck jkr