So, for the random character prompts,
β and π« for Adessa
π© for Nero
𧨠and πfor Callista, please.
For Callista she is very good at dancing. Like crazy good, but I don't think there's any specific style she likes? I suppose if she had to pick one it would the tango, and she also likes dirty club dancing the kind where your just grinding on your partner while you dance.
Also for Callista cringy rom-cons. She dreads that anyone finds out, but she does genuinely love them since she can poke fun at the characters and tropes.
For Nero I suppose cigarettes, they aren't healthy and he knows that, so cigarettes are sort of like a rare treat for him when things are especially bad. I think he picked the habit up from Adessa? He was never explicitly told that she smoked, but he put two and two together with the boxes he would find of them sometimes. Though like him she only ever smoked when things got really bad.
For Adessa her fear that she would consider irrational is the fear of never being good enough. She's always pushed herself, and been pushed to be the best, to work the hardest. But what people don't realise is that she can quite self-conscious. She never feels good enough really, there's always something she's done, someone she's disappointed in her eyes. She gets better at realising that she is good enough when she's older, but there are times when it will creep through.
Also for Adessa I think something that people, mainly people outside the village find weird about her is how emotionless she comes across. She looks quite blank and unfeeling really, and that's something that puts people off her because they believe her to be so unfeeling, where in reality that isn't true. She feels a lot, perhaps more than most people do, but she just can't express it well and can't figure out how to express it well so she just comes across as blank.
Beetee: *finishes reading the book* Sleep now.
Andre: But- but there might be scary monsters under my bed!
Beetee: Scarier than your mother?
Andre: *sleeps*
the universe has a sense of humor and I can respect the commitment to the bit but girl please.
Here is Brutus and his branch -minus Petra as Randomfacter made her already- they didn't turn out as I imagined but they are close enough. Sorta.
Lyme:
Odin:
Nero:
Enobaria to Adessa, probably:
Beetee, no context:
Callista's recovery:
Devon:
Misha:
Toddler!Adessa's bookshelf:
Misha: *gives the middle finger to a child*
Emory: Okay.
Misha: *blows up a building for aesthetic*
Emory: Okay.
Misha: *murders someone*
Emory: Okay.
Misha: *throws unfinished food to bin*
Emory: NO THAT IS TOO FAR!
This is inspired from @lorata's ficTake My Hand.
Starring bb Lyme, Adessa and the Awkwardest Teatime.
PS: This did not end up as angsty as I thought but considering the rise of my feelings, I might write more about it, so sorry Lyme.
Enjoy.
As the vapour from her teacup rise, Lyme felt the intenseness of the whole situation once again. Every time she blinks, she can see younger Adessa -covered in blood and hands shaking with bloodlust though her face remained as cold as the metal of her old man's belt.
Lyme purses her lips and just focuses on the damn tea which tastes better with sugar. One sip after another, she felt, well, worse than she already is. Her cuticles which were tarnished by her picking the skin up was obviously visible.
Adessa looks at her, once glance causing the same affect as thousand blades and Lyme doesn't have the time nor the calmness to think how could that happen when she is so close to lose the last pieces of her supposed sanity.
"You had not touched your scone, child." Her grandmentor says and Lyme wants to vanish like how the amount of sugar dissolved in her tea when she added it to her tea.
Lyme waits for the question; what's wrong little girl?, Nero would say with his overwhelming sincerity and probably make a move towards her to stop her from peeling her skin off because it is not healthy for you.
It never comes.
"Oh," she says instead, her nerves taking away her ability to say something and it is not like she can make a conversation without messing up. Advantages of being a new Victor. "Hadn't notice."
Adessa was expecting an apologies or sorry, I have no appetite or just the right measure of nod and smile and stab. Poor her, she won't get any of that bullshit from Lyme.
Apparently Adessa does not mind that either, she simply looks at Lyme who feels attacked by an army of vicious ants in the face. "Okay, I'll not force you to eat, dear. Though I recommend the ones with lavender, quite tasteful if you ask me-"
"Well, I don't." Lyme says in a tone not even near to polite but oh well, too late for that.
"What was that, dear?" Adessa raises an eyebrow and her voice makes Lyme feel like as if she is chewing on an iceberg if that's possible. She, however, does not back up because that's not how you survive from death; no matter how far you run, she will always catch you.
"You heard me." she snarls.
"Certainly," Adessa nods, not an inch of her anger showing and it makes Lyme more frustrated because why is she not caring!? "However, I'd like to ignore it, you are young and raw and most certainly lack the etiquette but I have not expected you to knew it considering this brute attitude."
"I-"
"Oh, I am not angry at you, how can I?" Adessa muses and Lyme tries to calm herself because she is not a science experiment to inspect by the hands of Adessa the Great. "Though, I firmly believe ignorance is worse than crudeness so it is my duty to teach you one day."
There are things way more important than knowing how to use the right spoon but the burning feeling inside her wanted to prove Adessa was wrong and she can learn how to -or pretend to- have manners.
"One day." Lyme says and bites her scone, the flavor of lavender makes her tongue feel funny.
Adessa wraps her elegant fingers delicately on the holder. "Perfect. Callista shall join us too for making the meeting of you two easier for my Nero."
Oh.
Shauna: i love you zeke
Zeke: i love you too shauna
*silence*
Shauna: we both love you as well, Four
Four: thanks. I was feeling left out
Brutus: Hello everyone! I am back.
Lyme: What the- caveman I saw you die.
Brutus: Death is a social construct.
*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*
Adessa: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad I just wanna know.
Everyone:
Emory: ...I did. I broke it.
Adessa: No. No you didn't. Callista?
Callista: Don't look at me. Look at Nero.
Nero: What? I didn't break it either.
Callista: Huh, that's weird. How did you know it was broken?
Nero: Because it's infront of us and it's broken.
Callista: Suspicious.
Nero: No it's not!
Brutus: If it matters, probably not, but Misha was the last one who use it.
Misha: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
Brutus: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Misha: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Brutus!
Emory: Okay, let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Adessa.
Adessa: No! Who actually broke it?
Everyone:
Devon:...Odin's been awfully quiet.
Odin: Really?!
*Everyone starts arguing*
Adessa, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I accidentally punched it.
Adessa: I predict 10 minutes from now they will be at each other's throats with warpaints on their faces and a pig head on a stick.
Adessa:
Adessa: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
Iris: Welcome to the another episode of How to Ruin Iris' Life. We are back with more depressing moments and heart wrenching betrayals.
Ronan:
Ronan: I just asked how were you doing.
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