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@clarissanoble
Caelum: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes, or 4,000 degrees for one minute.
Avanda: No, that’s not how you make cookies!
Ferret: FLOOR IT!!
Clarissa: What about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!?
Avanda and Elise: yoURE GOING TO BURN THE HOUSE DOWN
Caelum and Clarissa: WE’RE GOING TO HARVEST THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES
Ciáran: DO IT!
Everyone sane in the room: nO—
Castor: Why are you lying on the floor?
Clarissa: I have depression
Clarissa: I’ve also been stabbed three times.
Castor: wha—
in a similar vein I need these two to meet
This is very pretty
in a similar vein I need these two to meet
“this is homophobic”
TJE DRYER IN FIRE ON THE TOP OH MY GODD 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂💛
I figured it was befitting of the both of them 😂😂
“this is homophobic”
imagine for a second that they got to grow up together and be happy.....
though really the above scenerio is impossible because clarissa growing up happy... her sister and family would still be alive
imagine for a second that they got to grow up together and be happy.....
New headcannon inspired mostly by some art of Castor in a crop top:
After that first initial time of Tyde talking him into wearing one it’s not uncommon for the oldest Adonis to be found in one. Especially during training, it’s light and cool and easy to move around in. So why not? Toxic masculinity who?
Tyde loves it
Clarissa teases him for “purposefully” giving all the queer guys on base a hard time
Castor has no idea what she’s talking about
And realizes not how many gay awakenings he might be responsible for
In this same vein Clarissa is responsible for a good deal of the same, and is just as clueless to it as her brother.
Tough girl w/ six pack, heavily tatted and scarred
And the both of them capable of doing this
New headcannon inspired mostly by some art of Castor in a crop top:
After that first initial time of Tyde talking him into wearing one it’s not uncommon for the oldest Adonis to be found in one. Especially during training, it’s light and cool and easy to move around in. So why not? Toxic masculinity who?
Tyde loves it
Clarissa teases him for “purposefully” giving all the queer guys on base a hard time
Castor has no idea what she’s talking about
And realizes not how many gay awakenings he might be responsible for
In this same vein Clarissa is responsible for a good deal of the same, and is just as clueless to it as her brother.
Tough girl w/ six pack, heavily tatted and scarred
And the both of them capable of doing this
Late Night Memorials
“You okay?” Ciáran asked as he came into the room. He leaned into the doorframe, his brow knit with concern. “You seemed… spooked earlier,” he finished when Clarissa turned to face him.
“I’m fine,” she mumbled, pulling a tunic over her head. She sighed as she pushed her arms through the sleeves. “I just… you reminded me of someone. Someone I’ve lost.” She frowned. “Why are we doing this? Why? Why are you pretending to care? Why am I pretending this is what I want? It’s not what you want either… not really. Why are we forcing it?” Clarissa huffed, defeated.
She knew exactly why, but she wanted to hear him say it. They’d been left in this war torn world utterly alone. And loneliness was a near unbearable thing. It was easy. Pretending. To want him. To be happy. It was easy. Until it wasn’t.
But would it be easier to face the truth?
“I think we both know why,” he finally said after he pushed himself up off the door to stand straight. To face her with a level eye, a seriousness he pretended to be above.
“Because it’s supposed to be easier. Everyone got their happy endings and it is supposed to be easier to pretend that we’ve also found ours. But I see it in your eyes when you look at me. When you pretend to love me… that blank… nothing. A darkness that haunts you. You’ve lost the same as me, Ciáran,” she said, that same pain she spoke of showed in her eyes. A glimmer of unshed tears. The emptiness of a soul without hope. “It’s supposed to be easier. But it’s not. Why must we pretend that we’re okay? We’ve lost everything.”
“Ciáran, we owe them nothing.”
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Bard monk and rogue for Tyde and Ciáran please!
Bard: Can your character recall a time that music has had a special power over them? What was this song, where did they hear it, and did it affect them positively, negatively, or neutrally?
Tyde - Hmm, not really? Aside from the occasional war ballad or drinking song, music has never really been a part of his life. And those he’d only sing or hum along with because everyone else was.
Ciáran: There’s been one time in his life that music has ever really affected him, and that was at his wife’s funeral. The dirge that was sung during her Recollection. He refuses to attend any more funerals—except for one, which he only makes an exception for because he feels responsible for the death—so that he doesn’t have to chance hearing it again.
Monk: What natural physical abilities does your character possess? Can they perform acrobatic stunts, can they effectively punch an opponent, or can they do nothing but cower in fear when danger comes?
Tyde - No acrobatics for him, though he is a skilled fighter from his years spent in the King’s service before being convicted and tried for treason. He’s always been good with a sword, and an excellent rider. Doesn’t prefer hand to hand, but could effectively punch someone if he needed to.
Ciáran - Naturally graceful and light on his feet, mostly due to his fae heritage. He’s not the best of fighters, by fae standards. But can easily best most humans. He’s always fought a bit like a dancer, so acrobatic stunts are definitely not out of the question. Wouldn’t be the most effective with a punch.
Rogue: What does your character hide from - the law enforcement, their friends, their family, themselves, their secrets, etc.?
Tyde - Law enforcement, I guess mostly. Tyde’s an open person, with zero regrets. So there’s no past or secrets to run from. And he’s on good terms with his family. But as a rebel, he does spend a good deal of time hiding from the King’s guard.
Ciáran - Hides from his past, he doesn’t open up about what’s happened to him. And he hides from his family; namely his father. And his responsibility to the crown. He’s to take over his fathers throne one day, and feels he’s fated to follow in his fathers and his people’s same cruel footsteps, and would rather not have anything to do with that.