#velma von venkman

[edwardsparkleblood]

Wizard101 really said we're going to put all the best designed characters in the Arcanum and we're not going to do anything with them as individuals.

#Anyway it's about time we get a new hub area and new teachers going into arc 5 #I hope whoever they are they get more depth all around #Qismah Shasa #Velma Von Venkman #tarrak hadfield #Jaki Whisperwind #w101 arcanum #w101 #wizard101

[oldestenemy]

“Initiate!” Velma Von Venkman’s voice is always a bright note in this place—at least compared to Ione and Fitzhume, who the wizard hears more often. “I know you’re preparing for Mirage—but since you’re waiting on Quismah to locate the spiral door—can I have a word?”

That’s the other thing they like about Velma.

She asks for their time.

She doesn’t demand it like Ione or Baba Yaga—or like Ambrose used to.

“Of course,” She was right anyways—they couldn’t do much until Quismah sent word that she had found where in the sprawling deserts the spiral door for Mirage had been lost. “what do you need?”

Velma smiles, and maybe they imagine it but there might be a hint of sadness in it. “Look at you, always ready to throw yourself at a task—but it wasn’t really something I needed, it’s more—come with me, I don’t think this is really Panopticon chatter.”

So they follow her into the Hall of Shadow.

“Alright, so I know I didn’t ask in the beginning—I usually try not to pry into people’s pasts—most of the scholars are very private people—okay maybe not most—doesn’t matter, would you mind taking your hood down for me?” Maybe it’s the way she talks, maybe it’s the fact that she doesn’t appear to be more than a decade older than they are at most, but out of the people they’ve met here—Velma is the one who puts them on guard the least.

It doesn’t stop them from jolting a little at the question.

Because it means she’s recognized the scarring. In some form or another.

They suppose there was never going to be any hiding it from a scholar of Shadow. The wizard lowers their hood, and the thin veil of darkness that conceals all but their eyes vanishes with it. Sometimes they wonder if getting used to it was a mistake. They feel almost exposed without the cover.

They do not have a lot of time to dwell on the feeling—thankfully—because Velma is fiddling with the high collar of her shirt, eventually undoing enough of it to reveal scarring in a similar coloration—though not welled so deep—in the shape of a jester’s collar. Or an echo of one. Not quite so well defined, jagged on the edges but still clearly there. “I thought I recognized those—I just haven’t been able to quite pin down how you ended up with them,” She says, “I came back with this after the first time I brought the Trickster into existence, and when I spoke to Sofia Darkside—you know her don’t you?—she theorized it was because I was the first person to pull that type of Shadow creature under magical control. But the tears—”

“—it’s overuse.” The wizard answers before her ramble goes any further. There’s no point in keeping it secret, unlike everyone else here Velma is unafraid of Shadow. She is dedicated to poking and prodding and learning its secrets. “The first time was after I killed Morganthe—I absorbed so much of the power pouring from her that it was trying to escape my body any way it could. It came out like the night sky made liquid, like—” why bother describing it.

The wizard takes a breath.

Reaches inward for the coil of emotions they keep a tight handle on. Rage, grief, guilt, pride, desperation and fear. Loosens the locks. Just enough that their eyes burn. Cold and dark and starry.

They run two fingers under an eye, holding their hand out to Velma. “I can call it up, I couldn’t on Khrysalis, but later—I was trapped, I was angry and desperate—it’s pure Shadow magic, I can use it to bend reality around me like you would with any of its spells. I’ve made battle placements, door sigils, altered spell cards—” Embedded Shadow creatures into duel circles, burnt themself into a husk…

Velma pulls open to a blank page of her spellbook, and holds it out to them, “Would you mind?”

They run the ink-dark fingertips down the page, tracing the sigil for Shadow because it seems appropriate. When Velma sets the book down on her desk and comes back she’s peering at their eyes in curiosity—not even bothering to hide the way she is buzzing with it.

“It comes with a price.”

“All Shadow does,” Velma replies, still inspecting the drying starlight.

“This is different,” the wizard insists “you can use it and use it and use it without backlash until you either engage and finish a duel, or use a proper spell that induces backlash itself.” They tell her in more detail than they’ve told anyone—even Cyrus—about Nidavellir and Darkmoor and the ways this usage of magic ended when pushed too far.

To her credit, Velma listens with wide eyed interest. Only stopping them here and there to clarify how something felt, or how it looked. When they’re done, she rests back against the edge of her desk, the thin arm of her monocle tucked between her teeth like it’s helping her think. Eventually, she does ask the question they’ve been expecting. “And these are your only scars from Shadow?”

Nobody knows about the one hooked under their sternum.

Jagged and puckered, knotted tissue poorly healed.

The wizard nods. And lies. “They’re the only ones. I think they get deeper whenever I try to dip into that well.” That part is true, they think whenever they let the tears come fully, run down their face again like all the times before—it paints an ever deeper well into the soft plane of their face. Another reason for trying not to take things too far anymore, though certainly not the primary one.

The idea of what happened in Nidavellir being repeatable haunts them.

They do not want to chance a creature like what they became released on a wider scale.

They’ve got too much to lose.

#wizard101 #wizard101 fic #wizzy fandom #wizard101 fanfiction #wizard101 fanfic #w101 #lark is still playing funky wizard game from their childhood #velma von venkman #i have a writeblr for this but shh

[stormbreaker101]

I made the Arcanum in Ponytown :D

Some artistic liberties were taken, especially with Qyburn

#wizard101 #arcanum #ignus ferric #tarrak hadfield #ione virga #baba yaga #(oh this is gonna show up in the tags for the actual mythical figure lmao) #zander #qismah shasa #jaki whisperwind #velma von venkman #qyburn stellargaze #maulwurf von trap #leah speaks :3

[apple-talk]

actually you know what. the rest of the aethyr 4 scholars as well pls. jaki velma maulwurf. friendies

REEHEHEHEHEH i love them all so much. the friends of all time. the arcanum members that deserve rights. (in order: velma, jaki, maulwurf)

#wizard101 #jaki whisperwind #maulwurf von trap #velma von venkman #blorbo bingo #JTtS

[frozenfirecats]

#wizard101 #pirate101 #girlboss101 tournament

[ravenwoodalum]

One in a Million - The Wizard101 Character Tourney

We start on Thursday, noon EST. 24h polls, with round one split into left and right -- matches specified below for readability.

Fill your brackets out, start preparing your contestant propaganda, and I'll see you on Thursday!

Round One Matches are as follows:

SIDE ONE

Bartleby vs Ozzy

Duck Savage VS Wilma Deering (sorry folks, this is just how the seeding resulted)

Arthur Wethersfield vs Queen Aryanah Silvertusk

Ione Virga VS Skeletaur

King Artorius VS Chester Droors

Khan VS Dr. Jackall

The Professor VS Velma von Venkman

Eloise Merryweather Vs Tatyanna

Baba Yaga VS Zigi Stardust

The Kraken VS Tarrak Hadfield

Sparck Virga VS Stallion Quartermane

Shadoe VS Bearyshnakov

Selena Gomez VS Myrella Windspar

Baldur Goldpaws VS Professor Hargrove (Battle of the Bears)

Tosh VS Zander

Sylvia Drake VS Gobbler King

SIDE TWO

Grandmother Raven VS Nana

Emperor Yoshihito VS Dog Tracy

Diego the Duelmaster VS Qyburn Stellargaze

Elik Silverfist VS Mandar the Barbarian

Belladonna Crisp VS Burdie

Gwendolyn VS Solomon Crane

Sultana Sharzad VS Meowiarty

Prospector Zeke VS Monstrologist Burke

Dyvim Whitehart VS Fernanda Maregellan

Ghost Dog VS The Smiths

Nick Jonas VS Librarian Fitzhume

Beans VS The Bantam

Pork VS Renee Wooften

Greta VS Zoot

Moo Bu VS Buck Gordon

Grandfather Spider/Old Cob VS Istar

#one in a million tourney w101 #w101 #wizzy101 #wiz101 #w101 fandom #wizard101 #wizblr #wizzy fandom #wizard101 fandom

[soulhavens]

#i cried while taking my quantum midterm today and that is the motivation for this poll #wizard101 #w101 #wiz101 #wizzy101 #w101 fandom #wizard101 fandom #sols lore

[katsafaria]

Velma von Venkman by u/heygramz on Reddit (@heygramz) on twitter

#velma von venkman #Wizard101 #arcanum #i’m so gay #wizzy101

[w101cracktheories]

We have Bootleg Sherlock Holmes, Bootleg Batman, and Bootleg Star Trek, obviously KI plans in adding Bootleg Scooby Doo and friends for the fourth arc.

#wizard101 #w101 #wizzy101 #wiz101 #velma von venkman #wizard101 crack theories #scooby doo

[themangledsans0508]

Velma Von Venkman

That's it that's the post

#i kinda like her a bit #zaltanna still number one tho #w101 #wizzyfandom #wizard101 fandom #wizzy #wizard101 #wizzy things #wizzy101 #wizzy fandom #tagging everything wizard101 because i wanna reach my people #velma von venkman

[ryleestormgem]

Velma Von Venkman

#wizard101 #w101 #wizzy101 #wiz101 #velma von venkman #arcanum #the arcanum

[totallycorrect101quotes]

Velma: Learning Shadow magic is not some simple task such as riding a bicycle, cracking an egg, or committing premeditated murder.

Wizard: Uh, what was that last one?

Velma: Cracking an egg?

Wizard: ...Right.

#source: 50% off #wizard101 #wizzy #w101 #mc wizard #velma von venkman

[oldestenemy]

A Shadow comes to tear Land and Sky asunder.

The wizard does not like prophecy.

They have not liked it from the start, but being involved with more and more of them, even on the sidelines, has just deepened the distaste.

The Auroracle’s words continue to rattle around their skull as Polaris unfolds around them. Corruption and imprisonment running deeper than just Walruskburg. Through mines and camps and into the very depths of the world. Every time returning back to the witch’s house.

“You will accompany me to the Arcanum, wizard.”

The wizard is a little apprehensive of this, though Baba Yaga is—hypothetically—on their side, they get the feeling she isn’t telling them something. There’s something missing from her story. But then, considering Cyrus had been the one to direct them to her, of course she had her own secrets.

“I’ll be back soon,” They tell Mellori in the hopes that it will stay some of her frustration at being left behind. They don’t actually know if they’ll be back soon, but they will be back, they aren’t done here. “once we’re done here maybe I can show you the academy I was telling you about—”

“—wizard!” They give Mellori a last little smile, and then hurry to where Baba Yaga is waiting on them to return to Walrusk—New Penguinonia.

The Arcanum opens up around them as they step through the door—and they are struck by the realization that it is not a world as they had first assumed. It’s… some kind of—are they in the void between? Or just in the sky?

Their thoughts stutter to a halt when they turn back towards Baba Yaga and catch sight of an Aztecasaur standing by one of the many doors.

“That’s Komeka Roundhorns—they’re our potioneer—for goodness sake why do you look so distressed, we are in a hurry—”

The wizard swallows hard as Baba Yaga’s voice tunes in and out of their ears.

“Peace you old hag,” Komeka says with a slight smile, “I know of this one.”

That makes them feel even worse.

“I—”

“You don’t need to speak,” Komeka assures them, “there is no time at present—but come back to me another time, perhaps we can talk then.”

They want to speak.

They want to respond.

Want to scream.

But they are herded along deeper into what they are just landing on calling a ship by Baba Yaga. Past a librarian and straight towards an office decorated in Storm iconography. It seems the whole way through as though their travelling companion has been avoiding coming back here. Everyone is somewhat angry or bare minimum frustrated by the fact that she is only appearing now.

They tune in and out of the conversation until Ione Virga’s focus is solely on them.

Initiate.

Another title.

Another responsibility.

Another declaration of loyalty.

So here they are again.

Surrounded by people who think they are dangerous because of something they had no choice in.

And now they are wasting time even further.

Proving themself to people who will not listen to words.

But there is never any time for convincing. Push on.

Avalon is as bright and lively as ever, and it isn’t hard to spot the odd one out. Velma Von Venkman is draped in clothing the wizard would find more fitting in Marleybone’s moonlit streets than in the sunshine of Caliburn.

Still, she is less apprehensive than Ione, and that is welcome.

At least at the start.

“Have you ever heard of a sorceress named Morganthe?”

The wizard just stares at Venkman, as though she is joking. There is no trace of humor in the words or her expression. It’s an honest question, but not one they can even begin to fathom being asked. Heard of. Heard of?

But then, there is something…nice. They suppose.

About not being known.

So they do not answer.

They follow her through to the hideout in Caer Lyon. Cut their way through the runoffs from Khrysalis—who do recognize them—they are familiar with the spark of instinctual fear they can see in Ofiera’s eyes. Their appearance and spellwork traveled quickly among the ranks of the Umbra Legion towards the end. It’s not a surprise.

“Why ask us when the one who released Grandfather Spider from his prison stands at your side?”

Wayward Spider and his kin.

Child marked by the Raven and the Spider.

When Venkman drags them outside they know there is no avoiding it.

“You are the wizard who defeated the Shadow Queen?!”

They wince, “Killed,” they correct “yes, I killed Morganthe, I led the war on Khrysalis, I—”

“—Color me impressed,” Velma says, planting a hand on her hip “and here I thought I would be the dark and mysterious one coming from Darkmoor.”

What?

Who are these people?

“You’re from Darkmoor?”

“Mmm, yes and we had some terrifying bedtime stories about Grandfather Spider. I used to think all the stories about him and Raven were myths—but well, you’d know all about Myth being more real than anyone ever assumes wouldn’t you.”

That, out of everything, they can agree with.

~*~

If it’s true you defeated Morganthe.

If it’s true.

They are doing their best not to let the words of the Storm Scholar—and in fact everyone they have met here—turn them into a mess. But it is slowing them down if nothing else. They are fighting not to shake as they return to Baba Yaga.

But when she offers the same surprise as everyone else, it finally breaks.

“What am I supposed to say!” They demand, almost immediately cut over.

“Don’t bother answering—”

“—No, no, I am the one doing all of the heavy lifting here, I’m done until you let me speak.” The wizard says, “Am I supposed to walk around announcing every second that I ended the war on Khrysalis? That I let out Old Cob? That I’m part of the Council of Light?” They resist the urge to roll their eyes, “What good would it do anyone? I’m here. I’m helping. Just let me.”

It’s a relief to let some of it out. The pressure always building in their chest seems to ebb a little. They feel it as some warmth comes back to their fingers and are reminded that—especially around these people—they will need to keep a better handle on their emotions. No need to concern them with Shadow leaping out.

Baba Yaga huffs, staring down at them with a look that might be irritation but might—if they squint—also be pride? “You really are one of Cyrus’s students aren’t you, he always did end up with the most troublesome and stubborn of any bunch.”

Yes they are.

Stubborn and always ten steps away from trouble.

“There’s no time for all of this—we need to find out which one of Spider’s children is interfering in Polaris. And I’m stuck here now that everyone knows I’m back, so the footwork will have to be left to you—if you’re up to the task.”

Always.

Send them running.

Prophecy at their heels.

Read the rest of the series here <3

#wizard101 #wizard101 fic #wizzy fandom #wiz101 #wizard101 fandom #wizard101 fanfic #wizard101 fanfiction #w101 #i have a writeblr for this but shh #lark is still playing funky wizard game from their childhood #welcome to the arcanum #yes you're getting two today #do y'all know how much backlog i have #and how little patience?

[meursaulty]

so i'm pretty sure the general consensus around here is that the poor wizard needs some permanent friends, and of course there are the obvious choices (empyrea gang, student npcs, khrysalis crew, etc.)

but if may i nominate someone from the deep cuts of npcs: velma von venkman 👁

arcanum scholar - bc let's be real... school is a top way to make friends

fellow shadow user - she's actually excluded from empyrea planning because of that. her and the wizard bonding over people not trusting them bc of their shadow magic? let's gooooo

a homie in general - tries to take the heat off the wizard for freeing grandfather spider even though they just met

has appeared in so few quests that she's basically free real estate for characterization lol

#AND she has one of my favorite designs in the game #she and solomon crane have LOOKS. now if only crane didn’t… yeah #wizard101 #w101 #wizzy101 #mine

[frozenfirecats]

#wizard101 #girlboss101 tournament

[ravenwoodalum]

#w101 #one in a million tourney w101 #one in a million tourney w101 round one