whaley the great and terrible

@rae

Aaah, yes! That was what I remembered. In contrast Barnes’ mask has nothing on it. I bet you’ve got substantial lore for each symbol.

@rae

I remember seeing Gabriel’s mask in some art with symbols on it. Are those visible to the normal eye, or just Gabriel?

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Lucille

Lucy clutched her short blonde hair and panted. She sat as still as she could, not speaking, until she had to respond. “My head. I-It feels real bad.”

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Lucille

It sounded nothing like anywhere Lucy had ever seen, but reminded her of a book she had read. Her mouth twitched with something like a smile. ”I like hydrangeas. Anthony took a picture of me with…”

She stopped. Sound warped as she lost her balance and sat on a clump of moss. For a moment, she almost cried out, eyes watering.  It f…[Read more]

@rae

I’m sorry it’s so short, idk what else to say.

We’re even now

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Lucille

As she often did, Lucy felt an energy like anger, except she did not hate anyone. It was more like her brain was crushed by itself as it tried to understand. She clenched her fists and said nothing.

@rae

Lucille

Lucy closed her eyes and listened. “A little clicking. And the sound of birds.”

That was all. She followed the Protector around a corner. “I suppose you can tell me how I got here?”

@rae

Lucille
“Hm.” Lucy looked at him. She opened her mouth to ask.

@rae

XD I didn’t even realize what I wrote until I posted it

Lucille

“An official record of your birth. It’s where they record your name.”

@rae

Lucille

“Oh. Hm.”

They walked for a little while in silence.

Lucy hopped on one leg, pulling up her stocking. “…So your birth certificate says Fifth Protector?”

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Lucille

Lucy kicked the burned wall a few times, crushing embers with her heel. It didn’t take long for the man to stride ahead, and she had no choice but to follow. “So, uh – hm. Who are you?”

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Lucille

Lucy leaned forward to study the blaze, rubbing her knuckles against her legs. The charred, moist wall peeled in layers like an old flower bulb. Black, it was already smitten again with dew, and conflicting to look at. The smoke stung her eyes, sweet and bitter.

She took a breath with her sleeve in her face and gagged. She’d have t…[Read more]

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Lucille

Lucy choked down a sound. The gray tendrils wandered towards her, bewitching as colorless fields in the morning, but with more life than those.

Thoughts returned in a rush. Hadn’t the nameless man pulled her away? He stood between her and the writhing wall.

In the next instant, she made up her mind. She emptied her pockets and…[Read more]

@rae

Little fire.

Hehe, that’s got a good ring to it

In case you forgot what Gabriel looked like, just replace the gauze with petal-shaped birthmark.

Gotcha. Last art I saw was with a mask so I didn’t get a proper look. Nice art, by the way!

I will reply in an hour or so btw. My family’s on a LotR marathon and I’m quite overstimulated by the act…[Read more]

@loopylin

My concern is tempered by the fact that most people in this story get stabbed. 🤣 And you’re right, he can’t have perfect HP all the time if he’s a chaotic good character.

@loopylin

His vision cleared, and he looked down to see the large gash in his side from Ace’s knife.

Noooo, what happened?? He deserves a lot of things but he doesn’t deserve to die

@loopylin

If Marcel was the other team captain, I think the other team would have to target him. 😂 He’d love that, go right ahead

@rae

Lucille

He sounded exactly like the far field workers who were sent to asylums.

“You’re crazy,” Lucy whispered.

She turned inward, so her knees pressed against his chest, and kicked hard. The man grunted and loosened his grip, just enough for Lucy to roll out and onto the ground.

Air burst from her lungs and she gasped for breath. The g…[Read more]

@loopylin @elishavet-pidyon

I’ll join PE in a little bit!

I know our group of boys is there already but this class includes all the high schoolers, right? Marcel would be a fun character in PE by nature

@rae

Lucille

Lucy wiped her nose and crossed her arms again. “I d… hm, don’t know who that is. Barn. A barn?”

All around her, the foliage was dark and unfamiliar. None of it looked like home. She began to pant, a sense of dread building.