OC Picrew!

OC Picrew!

Thanks for tagging me @oh-no-another-idea (here)!

(picrew maker here)

Behold Jack Tithus (red-haired picrew) and Valen Cassidy (blond picrew), from Supernova Initiative and Scrapyard Boys respectively!

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OC Questionnaire Tag!

Thanks for tagging me @alinacapellabooks (here)!

Your OC Questions:

How good is your sleep schedule?

Do you have any siblings? If so, how good is your relationship?

What was the toughest time you had to endure while growing up?

I'll go with Quince Warren, Jack Tithus, Valen Cassidy and Meridian Shardd!

(Quince & Valen are from Scrapyard Boys)

(Meridian & Jack are from Supernova Initiative)

1) How is your relationship with your parents?

Quince: "Well. I didn't know my parents very well, but I knew my uncle. He was a great guy - a bit arrogant and flashy, sure, but he was amazing. Uncle was a part of Team Nemesis, a superhuman team that was Spectre's sweetheart for a long while. Magmatorch - the most powerful superhero of his time. He pulled a few strings so that me and Emily didn't get sent to the Spectre Academy early on, but... that made him a target, after a while. So he's not around anymore, because the people in power couldn't control him."

Jack: "My parents were great! We were best friends, and they were quite honestly the best guardians anyone could ask for. Kind, understanding, funny, no-nonsense. They were killed by the Junction when I was a pre-teen, so it's been just me, my sister, and our adoptive brother against the world since then."

Valen: "Mom was the best, the most amazing woman in the world and the greatest journalist that this city ever had. She always knew what to say, and always had the funniest remarks! But then the so-called 'mugging' - that was actually an assassination - happened, she died and the city tried to pretend it wasn't a sanctioned hit to get rid of a loose end who was asking too many questions. Yeah right, as if my mother would ever go down without a fight! She was a tough cookie."

Meridian: "I don't have parents. I'm a sentient mix of flesh and electronic machinery - a sentient robot, or a cyborg if you will. Made from spare parts. I have - had - a Creator. She was awful."

2) What’s something you can’t live without?

Quince: "The people I care about - my sister, my friends, everyone I love! I don't want the Spectre ruining that too. On a lighter note, I also can't live without something fun to do, without pizza, and without music!"

Jack: "For sure my siblings and my crew. If there was something I could always count on, as uncertain and chaotic as our lives were, is that they'd always have my back. And I'll be damned if I don't do the same for them. I can live through almost anything if I'm sure they'll be okay."

Valen: "Freedom. I hate fuckers who want to tell me how to do and when to do it - around here, the government thinks it has the right to control every aspect of citizen's lives and I hate that with all my heart. They don't get to manipulate everyone and act like that's okay - and I don't want me and my friends having to grovel at the feet of a bunch of motherfuckers who couldn't care less if we live or die."

Meridian: "I'm not certain. But I would say that something I would not like to give up is my autonomy and dignity. I wasn't treated as a person for a long time, mostly because most people saw me as a pretty machine and nothing else. And my Creator enabled that. So now that I'm finally free, I don't want to become a mindless robot again."

3) What’s something that happened in your childhood that you didn’t fully understand until you grew up?

Quince: "I guess that as a kid I didn't get just how corrupt and dangerous our country's government is and was. Like, I was the nephew of the nation's number one hero. Everything was press conferences, fan conventions, private jets, VIP lounges, etc. We were practically movie stars, as far as I knew. Everyone loved us - and it wasn't like the Agency's dirty work was out in the public. I had no idea about it, their publicity was perfect, and for a while, I genuinely thought they wanted to do what was best for the people of this city. What I didn't realize is that Uncle and us were merely puppets for the agency, and if we walked out of line there would be consequences. When I found out the real truth behind the existence of the Spectre Academy and Agency, it was too late."

Jack: "I'm not quite sure (chuckles). For real, I don't think I know how to answer this question."

Valen: "Like what? I wasn't a dumbshit - pretty much nothing went unnoticed. I was always a perceptive kid, and that was a blessing and a curse. Still, being clever is the difference between living to see the next week or ending up dead in a ditch when you're on the run from a bunch of crazy fuckers in suits."

Meridian: "Um. I was never a kid. I was 'born' - or rather made - to look as a young adult. Since I'm made of artificially organic material, I do actually age - but much slower than actual humans. So I can only age from my current self and forward, but I was never a kid."

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Writing Share Tag!

Thanks for tagging me @the-golden-comet (here)!

I'll go with a snippet from The Forgotten Ones - namely the beginning of the flashback to the day the Iron Inquisition invaded the continent and Sorin escaped the bloodshed.

TW. Medieval siege of a city, bloodshed, medieval warfare

[...] Screams echoed, ubiquitous, and the familiar clang of metal against metal sent chills down her spine. Sorin sprung to her feet, pushing past harried servants running down the hall,  practically throwing herself against the parapets of the balcony to overlook the chaos below. Citizens, traveling merchants, and nobles alike raced down the once peaceful streets, fleeing from enemy soldiers, clad in armor unlike she’d ever seen before. And the sights she saw, were incinerated into her mind forever - people dragged from their homes, parents killed in front of their children. A woman, trying to escape her pursuers, throws herself out of a window in a panic, falling dead and broken on the ground below. 

The overwhelming scent of smoke and blood filled her nostrils as the winds raged around the Keep, the smell of destruction pungent even from a distance. Fire roared in the distance, and tearing her eyes away from the bloodshed in the streets below, Sorin saw that the city walls - once considered unbreakable - were toppling down, consumed by flames that seemed to reach for the skies, filling the air with tar-like soot.

Sorin's hands shook, holding the parapets in a white-knuckled grip for a moment more before pushing herself away from it. Taking a deep breath, the girl steadied herself - those soldiers would inevitably reach the Keep. Sorin’s heart was racing, anger, and hatred mixing together in the worst possible way. 

As chaos continued to rage on, Sorin tried to steel herself and act - she was the daughter of the greatest warrior that had ever lived. Reikar blood flowed in her veins, the blood of the Elder Guardians. She was raised for this - she should, in theory, know what to do. But the soldiers below pushed forward, death spreading as fast as a hurricane, Sorin realized she was afraid, even though she tried to force it down. 

A loud boom echoed out, and the walls of the Keep shook. Sorin screamed, despite herself, falling to her knees and grasping at the floor to steady herself. After the tremor stopped, Sorin crawled to her feet, cautiously peeking over the parapets - down below, she saw a mechanic monstrosity, built out of raw iron and covered in glowing runes. It seemed like it was supposed to be some sort of battering ram, except much more powerful. More destructive. 

It hit the Keep’s iron gates with a force, rattling the walls once more, and before Sorin could even move, she heard the familiar whizzing of an arrow through the air and scrambled backward just in time to avoid being hit by it in the eye. It still scraped her cheekbone and drew a thin line of blood. “Fuck!”  Sorin cursed in anger, partly at herself for letting her guard down this badly. 

Sorin ran away from the balcony, into the Keep. And just in time. A rain of arrows surged in the horizon line, clashing exactly where she just stood - apparently, the attack took out some of the guards who were lined up on the upper floor, because she saw one of them topple over the walls, dragged down by the weight of his armor and disappearing downwards. 

The tremors continued, insistent, as she ran down the corridor. Cracks began to show on the marble walls beside her, and she wondered how much longer the Keep would hold. Finally reaching her room, Sorin was only able to collect her broadsword and a travel cloak before a deafening crash thundered through her surroundings - looking over her shoulders, she saw that some of the corridor’s wall had toppled and that the soldiers had managed to breach the Keep’s gates below. The additional clashing of metal and bloodcurdling screams that joined the ominous cacophony confirmed her suspicion. 

Pushing herself up on her bed, Sorin didn’t waste a second. She had to get out of there before the soldiers reached the upper floor. She had to… Dread interrupted her thoughts, her heart sinking. Arion. She had to find him - her lover was no fighter. He was a mage, yes, but not a warrior, and his sister was but a child. If those soldiers found the duo… Sorin shuddered at the thought, feeling faint. 

Dragging herself to her feet with determination, her fingers wrapped around the hilt of her broadsword with a deathly grip, Sorin raced to the corner of her room, where she knew a secret passage was hidden. Her father had been prepared, made sure that should something like this happen, she would be able to get away - Sorin only wished his caution had been only a father’s overprotective paranoia, and that this wouldn’t have become a reality,

But still, she couldn’t be more thankful for that caution now. 

On the corridor outside, among fallen marble stones and crumbling dust, she saw a servant girl scramble to get across. Sorin opened her mouth to call the girl in, to help her escape alongside her, but she was already out of sight by the time Sorin managed to collect her thoughts. 

Saddened, Sorin wished hat the servant girl would find another way out, though the rational, treasonous part of her mind whispered that it was unlikely. Shaking her head, Sorin reached behind her wardrobe and, with some effort, managed to topple it, revealing more of the stone wall behind it - most notably, one of the stones was salient, standing out amidst the others. Without a second thought, she pushed it, and after a daunting second, the wall began to split, revealing a dusty old staircase, cracked by time and lack of use, on the other side. 

Sorin straightened herself, slipping the travel cloak over her shoulders and readjusting her grip on her sword. The sounds drew closer, haunting, and Sorin practically leaped down the stairs, looking over her shoulder a few times. 

She only hoped Arion and his sister hadn’t been caught in the crossfire already, as she quickened her pace down the stairs. [...]

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Character Voice Tag!

Thanks for tagging me @drchenquill (here)!

My Line: "Have we met before?" Your Line: "(sighs, done with life) Alright, what did you do now?"

I'll go with the MCs from Scrapyard Boys for this one!

Valen: "Hey, you there! Don't I know you?"

Quince: "I don't know if this is going to sound strange but here it goes: I think we met before? But I can't remember where."

Emily: "Hi! So, remember me? We met before! It's super nice to see you again. Wanna go get some donuts or something while we catch up?"

Kay: "Did we meet before? You seem familiar!"

Luke: "Um. Hello. Do we know each other from some place? I think we do but I'm not sure."

Riley: "(runs up to the person, skipping the question altogether) Hi, hi, hi! Valen told me not to talk to strangers. Luke told me that too! But you look friendly and I'm so bored! Wanna see my dinosaur picture book? Dinos are so cool."

Max: "Are we acquainted? Because if not I'm gonna tell you in advance: my soul shrivels and dies every time a random ass stranger wants to make small talk. (shivers). So just let me know if we know each other so the conversation can be more substantial, please. Otherwise, go away."

Jordan: "(smirks) You look like trouble. Now that's my kind of fun. Do we know each other? If not, let's remedy that."

Saoirse - "Do I, like, know you?"

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🎵look at me all fucked up over someone I’ll never meet🎶

me about some tragic fictional character

Character Poll Tag!

Thanks for tagging me @urnumber1star (here)!

Rules: Make a poll with five of your all time favorite characters and then tag five people to do the same. See which character is everyone's favorite!

I'll go with some of my characters from my WIPs!

Actual Tagging: @ray-writes-n-shit @kaylinalexanderbooks @the-golden-comet @oh-no-another-idea @thepeculiarbird

Supernova Initiative Taglist (-/+): @ray-writes-n-shit, @sarandipitywrites, @lassiesandiego, @smol-feralgremlin, @kaylinalexanderbooks,

@saturnine-saturneight @diabolical-blue @oh-no-another-idea

@cakeinthevoid, @clairelsonao3, @sleepy-night-child

@thepeculiarbird

Let me know if you'd like to be added!