Tall, Dark, and Turquoise

Affilimalated with AskStoryKidsHQ. My machilations will still rival my mother's one day. Zevon Kitt, secret genius. Son of Yzma. (Written by Destini)

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Welcome to the idyllic town of Addersfield, located on History Island in Auradon, home of Illedale University.

Students here are children of some rather famous faces. And some have made fame in their own right, like King Ben or the Lady Mal. We’re proud to boast a diverse student culture and a rich history–

[–and that’s enough of THAT broadcast! Is this thing on? Hello? Can you hear me?

Good. I’ll warn ya right now, everybody– if you thought Auradon Prep was wild, you ain’t seen nothing yet! Illedale is bigger, meaner, and with the past not so distant to us, tensions can run pretty high around here.

‘Course, you probably know the story by now. When preparing for his coronation, King Ben declared his first royal proclamation to allow over 4 VKs from the Isle of the Lost to come to the city. After a whole showdown about good and evil, the four integrated into Auradon society pretty well, and then after drama at Cotillion, Mowgli rallied the Auradon people to fight for the disbandment of the Isle, sending the villains to rehab and their kids to Auradon Prep.

Catching you up since graduation, pretty much all of us ended up moving to Addersfield for higher education in Auradon’s system– cuz man, I gotta tell ya, it’s a lot better in Auradon than it is anywhere else. Well, ‘cept for all the evil takeovers, I guess.

But not everyone’s cut out for college itself. The nice thing about Addersfield is that it’s all a pretty tight-knit community based around the school itself. More of a college township, as it were. So some of AP’s graduates moved to town to work with a crowd they know well.

I can’t stay much longer, but don’t let the stuffy advertising fool ya about this place, folks! We’re a lot more than what the surface wants to pretend. I’d drop your application while you can if I were in your shoes! This is P. Warner, sending you right back to your regularly scheduled programming!]

–and enroll in your future today at Illedale University, where the story starts anew.

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Open Starter: No Trouble

Zevon sighs and crumples up the paper he’s been “trying” to do equations on for his chemistry homework, resting his head in his hands and arms on the table in front of him.

He’s really, really surprised no one in Auradon’s called out the fact he made potions on the fly back before the Isle was abolished but he’s apparently having a horrible time in Alchemistry class.

But he’ll take it. Frankly, to him, it’s a good sign-- even Auradonians are suckers for his stupid act. He groans and stabs uselessly at his paper, leaning back in his seat a bit.

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ofstcriestold​:

–A stupid shoe buckle. A real one this time, not like the time it started back in Salem. Bella picks it up and rubs her thumb around the outer oval: it’s dirty, but it’s nothing special. Yet. Maybe if she cleans it up a little it’ll make a passable necklace pendant. Bella weighs it in her hand and considers the pros and cons of just throwing the stupid thing deeper into the woods despite her Isle-child reflex to hoard it for herself when someone speaks behind her. Bella whirls around…but it’s nothing serious.

Fight questions with questions, just the way Dad taught her. “Awww, Zevon. Didn’t your mother ever teach you never to sneak up on a witch?”

Bella smirks and tilts her head, pocketing the she buckle after all. Zevon was never one of the ones she minded.

“Eh, not really,” Zevon laughs. “Wicked to finally see you, Bella.”

He crosses his arms a bit. “What took you so long, anymaways? Was starting to think you’d never get sent this way.”

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pxnes-dxughter​:

Closed Starter: Potions?

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Lyra had been trying to enjoy her time at Auradon, of course. After Parent Day, things have been…not good for her mentally. But she’s gonna act like she is fine.

Besides, she has a lot more things to worry about. 

As she passed by Zevon’s open dorm, and saw the other making, what she assumed, was a chemistry project, she stopped in her tracks and peeked back inside.

“…Are you doing chemistry or….?” Lyra asked, confused.

He never brews with the door open, but the same can’t be said for taking stock of what he has. He’s going through the trunk under his bed where he’s been keeping his finished potions when he hears a voice, looking up sharply from one of his bottles in a wide-eyed panic.

He registers her question quickly. “Uh... yeah. I... needed extrama credit. Sorry, you startlated me.” He puts his potion back into the trunk quickly and closes abruptly, setting his elbows on it and resting his head on his hands.

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lord-of-weselton​:

“Yeah, well, wasn’t expecting you to listen anyways” Dexter rolls his eyes as he throws a piece of paper at Zevon. To be frank, it wasn’t like he was trying to do small talk or anything. He was mostly just talking to annoy Zevon- he actually hated small talk. He was sitting on his bed, his legs crossed. “Do you even have a plan? Like, that isn’t a bunch of abstract ideas”

Zevon, in spite of neither listening nor looking, catches the paper without looking up from his work at his desk. “Dexter, in all the time we’ve known each other, have you ever known me to have a plan? For anything?”

Turning in his chair, he tosses the paper back and leans his chair back slightly as he looks over at the other. “I, my friend, am an opportunist. It usually gets me pretty far, and it gives me the chance to find things that can and will work should I actually try to put a plan together. If you want plans in this group, you go to Axel, Stephanie, or Harmony.”

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🗝!

“Mama’s better to me than people think. She’s a wicked good mother, and I... am aware that other VKs didn’t have that. So I try not to rub people’s faces in it, really. That seems too low, even to me.”

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untxld-stxries​:

Crystal wasn’t sure Zevon had been informed yet of Axel’s situation. He should’ve been, but she couldn’t be certain. She’d needed to talk to him anyway. She knocked on the door simply for courtesy and to make sure he was really in there.

She rolled her eyes and opened the door. “Chill. Just me.” She closed the door behind her, sighing. “Have you heard? About Axel and his fuckup of the century?”

He looks up with a yelp, relaxing when he realizes it’s only her, sighing. “Don’t do that!” At her question, he pauses, cocking his head as he goes back to his work. “What happened now?”

He carefully moves to add something, leaning back slightly from his work as he does.

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Closed Starter: Brewing Up a Storm

Zevon sits in the floor of his and Dexter’s room with one of his mother’s old books propped against one leg and the supplies he and Stephanie had stolen most recently from the chemistry lab on the other side of him.

The nice thing about having a Mafia roommate is knowing he’s not gonna be snitched on. He looks up at a knock at the door. Shit.

“Just a momenament!” He tried to finish the step he’s on as he moves to clean up with one hand.

@untxld-stxries​ (Crystal)

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“...anyways, ignoring that, time to build my emimpire.”

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Open Starter: Mind Elsewhere

Plotting always worked out better for Zevon when he went out walking. He didn’t know why, but it helped clear his mind a bit and let him focus on the details. So he heads out to check up on things and clear his head a bit.

His old habit of blending in, sticking to the shadows, being unassuming, goes quite well, and he’d have spent his entire walk unnoticed until he stumbled upon… this.

“What exactamately are you doing?” He steps up, arms crossed and eyebrows raised, making his presence known to the other.

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Mom, what would you do if Zevon were in danger?

Yzma sits back a minute, looking slightly distant. “Everything I can. Not a lot of mothers from the Isle will say that, but I will.”

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👩🏻 How would you feel if Zevon dated someone?

“Zevon, dating?” Yzma lets out a short laugh. “Oh, it’s sweet to imagine, but no. After the whole thing he went through the first time, he’d never let something like that distract him.”

[rp-meme-glaceon]

Talk to my muse’s parents

Send “👩🏻+ Question” and my muse’s Mother will answer

Send “👨🏻+ Question” and my muse’s Father will answer

Send “💑+ Question” and both of my Muse’s parents will answer.

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Are you honest about yourself?

“Exactamently what do you mean?”

Obviously not. I’ve pretended to be an idiot so long it’s practically the “real” me but it still isn’t. And the truth is, I’m still just a kid. We all are, but I’m younger than most of them and I think people forget that. I feel pressured to stay on standard with my last attempt to take over Auradon because I nearly succeeded at that and I’m supposed to be like that at everything I do and I am fourteen. I am... fourteen. I’m not really truly ready to take on the world, much less take over the world.

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What are your plans for Winter Ball?

“Even if I had them, what makes you so sure I’m going to share them? I’m not going so I don’t really have any.”

He does but he’s not telling what they are, of course. He has his secrets for a reason.

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what did you see in Mal?

Princess of the Isle. So, power, technicamilly.

I don’t like discussinating this.

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how did Yzma react to your failure to take over Auradon?

She wasn’t pleased, but she’s taking it the way I did. I learned a lesson that time, that I can use next time.