listening ears on (if you want) im talking about my darling kirby oc, vulcan
Vulcan was made by a higher being called Sekmor. This entity's goal is to retrieve any powerful object the ancients may of made, but instead of using it to their benefit. They destroy them. So no one can have power against them.
Sekmor makes soldiers from scraps. Such as robotics, and random mixes of genes. So in a sense, these are chimeras.
Vulcan was made, trained, and finally sent on a mission to Dream Land. Having being installed with a chip, he was told everything he was needed to directly in his head.
After.. Having some trouble at the beginning. He came across Keeby, who questioned what he was doing before offering their help.
Vulcan.. Begins to feel guilty. He hears Keeby's story. Of how once they weren't alive until they were split in four. After Dark Mind was defeated, and they could return home. They decided to stay as their own, as they all learned to love the world in their own ways.
Vulcan up to this point, had never been able to experience the world. To love it in his own way. Despite the chip inside him protesting. While Keeby isn't around, he tears it out from under his scalp.
And now his mind is empty.
After he promptly gets a big ass bandaid slapped on his head. He explains to Keeby what he did and why. He cries, in fear they can't be friends anymore. Which Keeby disagrees to.
"If you weren't actually my friend.. You would of never told me."
Vulcan blinks away tears, not really understanding until Keeby prompts they go do something instead. Explore the things in Dreamland that Vulcan never was able to experience.
after the main story, Vulcan changes his outfit to be more revealing of who he is. However he still owns both. It's just, this is his way of expressing himself.
Because the chip is destroyed, his creator won't have exact tracking of him... But they'll be back. So it's not exactly over.
But, for the time being. Vulcan is just enjoying the bit of life he was never given as a tool.
That's all!
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Kind of dark stuff ahead? Basic Dottore warnings to be honest (blood, experimentation, he pretty much dissects someone, straps them down while they cry and beg for mercy, in front of the other Fatuis since they made you cry as a lesson, so yeah)
Been thinking about Dottore displaying to everyone in the lab what would happen to them if they crossed you, or Tsaritsa forbid, made you cry. By this point, everyone who works with Dottore or in his labs would know of you. And it'd take longer if you were sickly, but as soon as your presence is discovered, and the regular workers are aware of your standing as their Lord Harbinger's lover, immediate respect is afforded to you without any question. Do they have millions of questions? Yes, absolutely, but they prefer to keep their lives. Surprisingly though, you're... quite nice to them? It's honestly a breath of fresh air considering how the segments treat them, so the respectful way the agents treat you is a mixture of how they actually like you and how they don't want to end up as the Doctor's next test subject. There are always newcomers who are wholly unaware of you and who you are, so the older agents try to inform them as soon as possible. However, one learned the truth far too late, sealing his fate. Berating you for one minor slip-up that was just an accident, that was out of your control. And the other Fatuis are there absolutely panicking, trying to explain that you were not just an experiment, that you were- it was too late, because tears were already rolling down your eyes as you quickly exited the room. And the agents think, they are so fucked because they have no idea what the Doctor will do to them now that you've cried in their presence. They can only hope that he will have mercy on them, and punish the idiot who made you cry directly.
The next day, a multitude of Fatui agents, soldiers, scientists, and really whoever happened to be in the lab that day, were called into a room. It was very random, considering they never had meetings since the segments didn't like to be bothered with such frivolities, but upon entering the room, the same sinking feeling pooled in their stomachs. There was a lone operation table in the middle of the spacious room, along with a small table that had yet to hold anything. Strapped to the operation table was one of their fellow agents, bound and gagged, his screams were the only thing filling the room as the other Fatuis could only watch on speechlessly. Next to the (former) agent, was their Lord Harbinger. And no, this wasn't one of his segments, it was Prime, the real Il Dottore himself. Prime himself came to make a statement. Many of the agents hadn't even seen him until now, only encountering his numerous segments. And to the side of him was Omega too. The combination was enough to make some Fatuis want to faint and throw up, but they knew they couldn't for they weren't sure if they'd wake up again.
"I do believe that this is enough people. Word gets around quite fast around here, anyway," Prime hummed to no one in particular as if there wasn't a man crying next to them. Nonchalantly, he circled around the operation table, paying no mind to the muffled "please" and "i'm sorry" echoing like a broken record from the agent's mouth.
"It has come to my attention that some of you have trouble understanding orders," Prime Dottore began, his voice striking the highest amount of fear into the Fatuis. "I make myself clear, do I not? So why do you all still lack common sense? Why..." his gaze suddenly snapped to the tied-down man, "have I discovered that some of you still fail to respect [Name] the same way you do with me? Do you believe that you, a lowly person such as yourself, have the authority to speak to them in such a way?"
"I despise having my time wasted, especially by fools. Therefore, I expect this will serve as a reminder if you ever dare to think about crossing [Name], and consequently me." Prime then adjusts his gloves and motions to Omega, who then begins to set the table with... medical instruments he's retrieved from a bag. Only that they will certainly not be used ethically. The man only becomes more frantic at the sight of the dangerously sharp and pointy objects, but there's nothing you can do, once you're in the Doctor's clutches.
And so the group of onlookers got a front-row seat of one of the Doctor's experiments. As horrifying as it was, no one dared to look away.
Let's just say no one ever dared to make you sad ever again.
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[UPDATED MAY 2024] thought it was about time i updated this again 👍 shoot an ask or DM if you’re interested! putting the base prices and all info listed under the cut too, additional characters/backgrounds will be charged extra depending on amount or complexity
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"A trainer whose goal was to be the very best soon turned for the worst by fates cruel hand. After losing his most valuable companion and a full year of suffering, Strangled Cranberry Cookie decided to use an unknown force to bring her back even if others saw it as a crime against nature. But even after her revival, he could never go back to the life he had once had. He still roams around and will challenge those who are unfortunate to pass by them. With his undead pokemon, Miki, he is sure to send someone down their own grave."
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Here's some info on Blueberry Cookie (aka Mike)
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Since Danny opened up his trauma to Jason, did he ever comfort Danny whenever he had nightmare of his parents doing things on him?
Jason has comforted Danny after and during nightmares. Not all of them, he doesn't catch them all.
Sometimes Danny's nightmares are loud. Sometimes they're ice crackling out from him in waves, covering his room and the hallway and Jason just knows. He busts through the ice and the doors between him and his hurting king, melting the ice with his flames until he can finally get to Danny and wake his frozen body and remind him he's safe, he's whole, he's alive. Sometimes his nightmares are deafening, they're a Wail shattering walls and ceilings and everything around him. Sometimes Jason has to push his body one slow step at a time into the middle of a hurricane, bleeding and hurt but not half as hurt as his screaming friend.
But sometimes Danny's nightmares are silent. They're quiet because screaming didn't help. Screaming made it worse. Noise brought their attention back to him. Pleas and cries and screams made them angry, angry he was using their son's voice, their son's body. So sometimes Danny is quiet, locked in a silent prison of his own mind and the only way Jason can tell is if Danny didn't pull his aura entirely back into his body and he's able to feel the pain.
Danny has gotten better about locking his aura down as his mind slowly realizes he doesn't need to anymore, that he doesn't need to be in survival mode and he can make the subconcious decision to ask for help because he knows it'll come.
But sometimes the fear is stronger. And on those nights, Danny is alone.
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