Of Devotion and Hatred

“The screams of the suffering fall upon deaf ears of gods.”

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Faith can be as terrifying as it is reassuring.”

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Hello! This is one of my many rp blogs, my name is Draco and I hope we can have fun! You are very welcome to send asks!!

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TAGS

#~Crimson hopes~ -> Tag used for Param answers/interactions!

#~Dreaming of void~ -> Tag used for Tangala answers/interactions!

#~Clear heart~ -> Tag used for Nivel answers/interactions!

#~Forgotten Queen~ -> Tag for Nimbasa answers/interactions!

#~Words of the Commander~ -> Tag for Psyche answers/interactions!

#~Pale travels~ -> Tag for Biroh answers/interactions!

#~I heard your voice again~ -> Tag for Selene answers/interactions!

#~Sentinels devotion~ -> Tag for Fourth Sentinel answers/interactions!

#~Ruler of my Heart~ -> Tag for Psyche interactions with Chroma!

#~Answers of the seekers~ -> Tag for ic asks!

#~Cat talking~ -> General tag for ooc posts!

#~Cat drawings~ -> General tag for ooc drawings!

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RULES

1 - No nsfw please! Jokes may be accepted but keep in mind im a minor!

2 - Please don't misgender any of the characters!! List of pronouns:

Fourth (and their silkfly) - They/them, it/its

Param - He/Him

Selene - She/Her, He/Him

Tangala - Any

Nimbasa - She/Her

Nivel - It/Its

Psyche - He/Him, She/Her, Bri/Brite, Iri/Iris

Biroh - It/Its, They/Them

Grimm/Hansel - He/Him, They/Them, It/Its

Melinoe - She/her, They/Them

Melinoe's original form - It/Its

3 - Ships may be accepted but not with ocs that already have partners.

4 - All fandoms are allowed!

5 - Keep in mind English is not my first language!! So, if I do any mistake please tell me!

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LORE

- Param and Selene were partners, but Selene got infected and Param killed her, he now despises Radiance and The Pale King, that's why he joined The Grimm Troupe.

- Tangala is a moth that is obsessed with the void! She got infected but Radiance is protecting her from the void, so she's concious! [Don't ship please! She's a minor!]

- Nivel is a clearwing moth raised in the Hive, it sees itself as a worker and nothing more than that. It sees Nimbasa as a Queen, and doesn't let her rip her wings off because then she will be a prisoner! Or so it thinks..

- Nimbasa is a trans ant! She now tries to rip off her wings because that's what winged female ants do! But Nivel doesn't let her, though it makes her feel a lot better!

- Psyche was a Karak commander but once she saw how Khann wanted to do a war with the Citadel, iri left.

- Biroh was a vessel that was saved by the White Lady, they never got void in their shell so they can think, though they can't talk. They were adopted by a Stag and now they are an explorer!

- Fourth Sentinel is one of the five sentinels of the Citadel, their silkfly was the one of a fallen silk being created by Grand Mother Silk, now it's trapped and feels nothing but hatred.

- Since meeting The Hollow Knight, Grimm has wanted to take them to another kingdom.. and now that Pharloom is dying.. they had to take advantage of it and feed the new Grimmchild. Now, Grimm impersonates a bug called Hansel, a student of this group. He lives hidden in Pharloom with Hollie. (Hollie's blog -> @/totally-not-holly)

- This group lives in Pharloom! In a little cave in Bellhart where they learn and study the Gods and Higher beings!

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This color will be used for Param!

This color will be used for Tangala!

This color will be used for Nivel!

This color will be used for Nimbasa!

This color will be used for Psyche!

This color will be used for Biroh!

This color will be used for Fourth!

This color will be used for Fourth's Silkfly!

This will be used for Selene!

This will be used for Hansel/Grimm!

This will be used for Melinoe! Or this one!

[devotion-and-hatred]

give you a hairless, faceless, earless and tailless cat

*The group stares at the cat in silence, no one makes a move.*

“Cute.”

[devotion-and-hatred]

Hiding from the shadows of the ceiling, Trinn stalks Fourth. Its black dress is loose enough to allow it, and lending camouflage to its endeavors.

It takes some from its storage, and aims the shot.

@third-sentinel

*Fourth seems to notice something, and then they see it. Almost jumping out of fear.*

“Who are you? Answer, you must.”

*They didn't recognize the sentinel, they didn't have a weapon near but they hoped the didn't need one..*

[chromatic-flora]

“My beloved.”

*Psyche entered the house with a bouquet of flowers, smiling a little.*

“I have a gift for you..”

[ - @devotion-and-hatred ]

...Oh? What is it my dear!!~ ^w^

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Take this, Happy Clover day, my dear..”

*She smiled and gave her the bouquet.*

[chromatic-flora]

AWWWWWWWWWWW!!! How sweet and adorable of you Psy!!~

[devotion-and-hatred]

“They are as pretty as you, my beloved.. Maybe I could learn to take care of them soon so we can spend more time together..”

[devotion-and-hatred]

Greetings, fourth of make. This sentinel has not spoken to you in some time...it hopes you have been well, sibling.

This sentinel has two gifts for you for Clover's Day. It admittedly was unsure of what to craft, so if you do not enjoy these or feel they are inaccurate, do tell this sentinel and it shall craft you something better.

The first is an intricate metal pin in the shape of a carnation. This flower commonly represents innocence and good luck. Unsure, this sentinel is, of whether this represents you. It crafted this purely from its memory and feeling of you, sibling.

[The pin itself was made of gold and bronze wire and plating, though this was more metal plating than wire. There were many plates that were carefully bent and manipulated to form the wavy petals of the carnation. There was wire hidden beneath and in-between the petals to hold them all together.]

For the second gift, this sentinel had extra silk and fabric from crafting a blanket for second of make. It traveled to the Memorium to observe the young mossgrubs within to craft a plush of one for you. This sentinel ensured the spines of the plush were soft, unlike its real counterparts.

[The plushie itself was a rather accurate recreation of a mossgrub, though the green was slightly off. It was soft to touch and very squishable.]

This sentinel hopes you appreciate these, sibling, and that it will have more of an opportunity to speak with you.

- @sentinel-thefirst

(I can't remember for certain if First and Fourth have interacted since they both woke up, but I'm going to pretend they have. I feel like they did. I vaguely remember an interaction.)

“Sibling.. You didn't have to, tho this sentinel really appreciates it. It'll try to repay it as soon as possible.. Thank you so much..”

*It takes both gifts and holds them close to its chest..*

[chromatic-flora]

“My beloved.”

*Psyche entered the house with a bouquet of flowers, smiling a little.*

“I have a gift for you..”

[ - @devotion-and-hatred ]

...Oh? What is it my dear!!~ ^w^

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Take this, Happy Clover day, my dear..”

*She smiled and gave her the bouquet.*

[third-sentinel]

So here's what I did during lunch ,,,, Uh Sentinel Gijinka because Trinn and Seventh have them,,

First Sentinel

Second Sentinel

Trinn | AU Third Sentinel

Third Sentinel

Fourth Sentinel

Diver | Fifth Sentinel

Sixth Sentinel

And the Seventh has already been done by her own mod (feel free to reblog this and add her!)

@sentinel-thefirst @sentinel-second @sentinel-third @devotion-and-hatred @fifth-sentinal-official @rootrobot @seventh-sentinel

[devotion-and-hatred]

OOC: THE FLUFFY GUYYYY!!!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCHHH!! TYSM!! <333

[devotion-and-hatred]

Seekers. (A voice enters their minds.) I have a task for you. Only three are required. @the-eternal-archivist

“A task?.. Tell us, Eternal Archivist, we shall serve you..”

“We will choose who are going based on what type of task it is..”

[the-eternal-archivist]

There is a specific location I require you to go, just outside of Bellhart. You will know it by the sculpture of rusted bells and pipes built there. Go there, and await further direction.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Understood. Param, Nimbasa, lets go.”

*Then, the group went to that exact location, now waiting for orders.*

[the-eternal-archivist]

(At the location, there is a painting of what looks to be a famous war. It is set on the ground, facing up.) Your task is very simple. Observe this painting while I... test some things.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“This painting?..”

*Param asked, Nimbasa was confused too, but.. Psyche.. Psyche was totally shocked. The war. What Psyche feared the most. He remembered. She remembered them. All of them. Their partners, their children.. Korra, Kae.. Paar..-*

[the-eternal-archivist]

Yes, just focus on it, if you would please. (Some time passes.) (... The painting changes. It is not gradual, nor is it sudden, exactly; it is simply as though the painting had always been this way, even though they know it was different.) (It now shows a moment of victory for the side that was previously losing.) What do you see?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Pain. Mourning. Even in victory, the mourning is present.. I know by experience. War is foolish, and so are the bugs tha participate in it.”

[the-eternal-archivist]

Fascinating. (Another moment passes. Rather than showing any scene of war, the painting shifts to show a treaty being signed; the ending of battle through peace.) And now?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“..For much I want that to be real, I fear it is not. I've seen lots of wars and none of them ended peacefuly, sorry, Eternal Archivist.”

[the-eternal-archivist]

So it has changed again, to a scene of peace? Thank you. This has proven invaluable to my research. ... So I can make changes from down here... (There is a long pause. And then...) Here is your reward. (The painting goes back to normal, and then vanishes. In its place is a bundle of three tomes detailing histories of various Higher Beings, and a few diagrams of anatomy.)

[devotion-and-hatred]

*The eyes of Param lit up as soon as he saw the tomes, taking them.*

“Thank you, Eternal Archivist, it is an honour to serve you.”

*Param bowed and smiled a little under his mask. Then, Psyche started guiding them to the cave once again.*

[lionacuty]

*throws this at yall* something happened and now with perms granted by @sillydragon-cat Psyche from @devotion-and-hatred do be having a new look :3

[devotion-and-hatred]

Hello, Fourth of Make.

Your punishment-consequence is over.

Maintenance required once more.

@third-sentinel

“Sibling. Trinn. Greetings, this sentinel appreciates that.. Shall it be quick?”

[third-sentinel]

It shall. Whenever you are ready, Sibling.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I want it to be done, please, sibling. How are the others?..”

[third-sentinel]

First of Make: Unknown.

Second of Make: Unknown.

Third of Make: relatively well, last we spoke. Stressed, perhaps.

Fourth of Make: Anxious-impatient.

Fifth of Make: Generally well, with anxiety-fear over medical concerns, as far as this Sentinel understands.

Sixth of Make: returned, yet operating sub-optimally. Parasitized with a Twisted Bud, as well as experiencing emotion-glitches. We can discuss details later.

Find a place to relax, and allow this one to touch-remove your chest plate.

You will be quite fine. You are safe with this one, Sibling.

[devotion-and-hatred]

*It nodded and moved near a corner of the cave where a red carpet was, it was fluffy.. It sat down and looked at Trinn.*

“..Thank you, Trinn.”

[third-sentinel]

You are welcome.

It approaches and kneels in front of its sibling. Trinn telegraphs its moves as it reaches for the chest plate.

You will tell this one when-if you are in pain. This is not negotiable.

When Fourth doesn't resist, it takes that as permission to continue.

It will just be a moment.

It reaches in again. Carefully, carefully attaching the thread back to where Fifth originally installed it.

It removes its hands but does not yet return the chestplate.

Diagnostic Report. How does this feel now? Pain? Malfunction?

[devotion-and-hatred]

*The sentinel grumbled softly as its sibling moved the thread, but they didn't feel pain, just a little bit of discomfort.*

“Negative. Just discomfort, this sentinel feels..”

[third-sentinel]

Understood. If that is so, this one shall finish now.

Trinn puts the chestplate back in place, reattaching it with care. Afterwards, it gently pats Fourth's chest, before leaning back to give its sibling space again.

Thank you for your trust, Fourth. How do you fare? Both of you?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I.. It's better now. This sentinel appreciates it.. I don't think they have the energy to talk now, We've been talking all day..”

[third-sentinel]

Understandable.

Is there anything else while it is here?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“No.. Thank you, sibling.. You can stay here if you want and maybe we could talk..”

[third-sentinel]

Excellent! Speaking to Siblings, brings this one safety-joy.

Is there anything you'd wish to talk about? :D

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Hm.. I wanted to know what happened with the War..”

[third-sentinel]

Understood!

Trinn suddenly becomes very serious.

Khann, defeated-killed. An Abyss Mage has been puppeting his body and compel-forcing his actions. Cleanup, underway. New Karakian leadership, established. Peace-alliances, being forged.

...This one had a flare up of its Curse while injured post-battle. It has infected another sapient-bug with it...

Its own punishment, it must seek out from an older-sibling. Or Conductor Ballador. Failure-malfunction must be corrected-punished.

The Karak forces did not make it past the Citadel. Minimal civilian loss-injuries.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“This sentinel understands. Are all of our siblings okay psychologically? That includes you, Trinn..”

[third-sentinel]

First of Make: Unknown

Second of Make: Unknown

Third of Make: likely bored now that the fighting is over-finished

Trinn: Absolutely not, no.

Fourth of Make: Unknown.

Diver: No, not well. Medical matters are stressing-scaring him. Be nice-gentle to him.

Sixth: Unknown, and likely irrelevant at the moment. Thon's emotional suppression code is glitching, but that does not mean that thon will share-express an original thought-emotion without excessive poking at a Wasp's Nest from this Sentinel.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I see.. Do you want to talk to this sentinel about your problems? It will listen and try to help.”

[third-sentinel]

...

This one has much on its plate, Sibling...it...it must be perfect, and react-respond perfectly, or everything will go to [autocensor].

Guilt-shame-sin, it lives in a constant state of. Perfection is out of this one's reach. It is scared-afraid of...not being enough again.

To protect everyone it must, it must be smart-precise-careful in this time of uncertainty. It cannot be anything else or it will be for nothing again.

It cannot be for nothing again. This Sentinel will not survive-endure another slavery...

This Sentinel is overwhelmed with being...a Sentinel.

The nightmares torment it every night. The memories come unbidden, and in its waking state it cannot trust itself anymore to even protect as it should.

It's eaten people. It's eaten Pilgrims. It's spread that affliction to four people now...Punishment is what it deserves, if not death.

But not before it finishes ensuring the future.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I also feel like that when my silkfly got control of me, sibling. This sentinel was unsure, it thought it was the end of everything, of its shell, but then,.you appeared. You saved me, Trinn, and this sentinel is very grateful..”

*Then, Fourth slowly hugged Trinn, trying to get it to get comfortable.*

[third-sentinel]

Trinn's claws hover over Fourth's back. It doesn't deserve the comfort but it wants it.

Wanting things has only gotten it punished. Life has taught it again and again that its desires are monstrous.

It accepts your gratitude-feelings.

But no one has ever come to save this Sentinel. That is not how the world works-functions, not for people like this one...

It is not Fourth's job to comfort it. Trinn is the one who must protect and comfort the younger Sentinel. It does not know why it opened up with hardly a nudge.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Let me save you for this moment, sibling, then someone else will, this sentinel believes you deserve it.”

*It felt really bad about it's sibling, why did it have to suffer?.. They wished they could take its pain and carry it for the rest of their days, so they could see it happy.*

[third-sentinel]

Trinn abruptly stands.

No. It does not.

As such, it cannot allow you to continue, despite this one's enjoyment-pleasure from your touch-presence.

It is not your job to try, and this one cannot be saved except through consequence-punishment. That is how this works.

...it is sorry.

Goodbye.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Trinn? Don't leave.. Im sorry.. Sib..?”

*Why did it felt so bad?..*

[the-moxxie]

Friendly reminder to handle your sentinel with care

[fifth-sentinal-official]

I approve of this message

Other sentinels, input

@third-sentinel @sentinel-thefirst @sentinel-second @sentinel-third @devotion-and-hatred (for fourth sentinel) @rootrobot

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Yes, this is approved.”

[devotion-and-hatred]

Hello, Fourth of Make.

Your punishment-consequence is over.

Maintenance required once more.

@third-sentinel

“Sibling. Trinn. Greetings, this sentinel appreciates that.. Shall it be quick?”

[third-sentinel]

It shall. Whenever you are ready, Sibling.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I want it to be done, please, sibling. How are the others?..”

[third-sentinel]

First of Make: Unknown.

Second of Make: Unknown.

Third of Make: relatively well, last we spoke. Stressed, perhaps.

Fourth of Make: Anxious-impatient.

Fifth of Make: Generally well, with anxiety-fear over medical concerns, as far as this Sentinel understands.

Sixth of Make: returned, yet operating sub-optimally. Parasitized with a Twisted Bud, as well as experiencing emotion-glitches. We can discuss details later.

Find a place to relax, and allow this one to touch-remove your chest plate.

You will be quite fine. You are safe with this one, Sibling.

[devotion-and-hatred]

*It nodded and moved near a corner of the cave where a red carpet was, it was fluffy.. It sat down and looked at Trinn.*

“..Thank you, Trinn.”

[third-sentinel]

You are welcome.

It approaches and kneels in front of its sibling. Trinn telegraphs its moves as it reaches for the chest plate.

You will tell this one when-if you are in pain. This is not negotiable.

When Fourth doesn't resist, it takes that as permission to continue.

It will just be a moment.

It reaches in again. Carefully, carefully attaching the thread back to where Fifth originally installed it.

It removes its hands but does not yet return the chestplate.

Diagnostic Report. How does this feel now? Pain? Malfunction?

[devotion-and-hatred]

*The sentinel grumbled softly as its sibling moved the thread, but they didn't feel pain, just a little bit of discomfort.*

“Negative. Just discomfort, this sentinel feels..”

[third-sentinel]

Understood. If that is so, this one shall finish now.

Trinn puts the chestplate back in place, reattaching it with care. Afterwards, it gently pats Fourth's chest, before leaning back to give its sibling space again.

Thank you for your trust, Fourth. How do you fare? Both of you?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I.. It's better now. This sentinel appreciates it.. I don't think they have the energy to talk now, We've been talking all day..”

[third-sentinel]

Understandable.

Is there anything else while it is here?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“No.. Thank you, sibling.. You can stay here if you want and maybe we could talk..”

[third-sentinel]

Excellent! Speaking to Siblings, brings this one safety-joy.

Is there anything you'd wish to talk about? :D

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Hm.. I wanted to know what happened with the War..”

[third-sentinel]

Understood!

Trinn suddenly becomes very serious.

Khann, defeated-killed. An Abyss Mage has been puppeting his body and compel-forcing his actions. Cleanup, underway. New Karakian leadership, established. Peace-alliances, being forged.

...This one had a flare up of its Curse while injured post-battle. It has infected another sapient-bug with it...

Its own punishment, it must seek out from an older-sibling. Or Conductor Ballador. Failure-malfunction must be corrected-punished.

The Karak forces did not make it past the Citadel. Minimal civilian loss-injuries.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“This sentinel understands. Are all of our siblings okay psychologically? That includes you, Trinn..”

[third-sentinel]

First of Make: Unknown

Second of Make: Unknown

Third of Make: likely bored now that the fighting is over-finished

Trinn: Absolutely not, no.

Fourth of Make: Unknown.

Diver: No, not well. Medical matters are stressing-scaring him. Be nice-gentle to him.

Sixth: Unknown, and likely irrelevant at the moment. Thon's emotional suppression code is glitching, but that does not mean that thon will share-express an original thought-emotion without excessive poking at a Wasp's Nest from this Sentinel.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I see.. Do you want to talk to this sentinel about your problems? It will listen and try to help.”

[third-sentinel]

...

This one has much on its plate, Sibling...it...it must be perfect, and react-respond perfectly, or everything will go to [autocensor].

Guilt-shame-sin, it lives in a constant state of. Perfection is out of this one's reach. It is scared-afraid of...not being enough again.

To protect everyone it must, it must be smart-precise-careful in this time of uncertainty. It cannot be anything else or it will be for nothing again.

It cannot be for nothing again. This Sentinel will not survive-endure another slavery...

This Sentinel is overwhelmed with being...a Sentinel.

The nightmares torment it every night. The memories come unbidden, and in its waking state it cannot trust itself anymore to even protect as it should.

It's eaten people. It's eaten Pilgrims. It's spread that affliction to four people now...Punishment is what it deserves, if not death.

But not before it finishes ensuring the future.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I also feel like that when my silkfly got control of me, sibling. This sentinel was unsure, it thought it was the end of everything, of its shell, but then,.you appeared. You saved me, Trinn, and this sentinel is very grateful..”

*Then, Fourth slowly hugged Trinn, trying to get it to get comfortable.*

[third-sentinel]

Trinn's claws hover over Fourth's back. It doesn't deserve the comfort but it wants it.

Wanting things has only gotten it punished. Life has taught it again and again that its desires are monstrous.

It accepts your gratitude-feelings.

But no one has ever come to save this Sentinel. That is not how the world works-functions, not for people like this one...

It is not Fourth's job to comfort it. Trinn is the one who must protect and comfort the younger Sentinel. It does not know why it opened up with hardly a nudge.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Let me save you for this moment, sibling, then someone else will, this sentinel believes you deserve it.”

*It felt really bad about it's sibling, why did it have to suffer?.. They wished they could take its pain and carry it for the rest of their days, so they could see it happy.*

[devotion-and-hatred]

Hello, Fourth of Make.

Your punishment-consequence is over.

Maintenance required once more.

@third-sentinel

“Sibling. Trinn. Greetings, this sentinel appreciates that.. Shall it be quick?”

[third-sentinel]

It shall. Whenever you are ready, Sibling.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I want it to be done, please, sibling. How are the others?..”

[third-sentinel]

First of Make: Unknown.

Second of Make: Unknown.

Third of Make: relatively well, last we spoke. Stressed, perhaps.

Fourth of Make: Anxious-impatient.

Fifth of Make: Generally well, with anxiety-fear over medical concerns, as far as this Sentinel understands.

Sixth of Make: returned, yet operating sub-optimally. Parasitized with a Twisted Bud, as well as experiencing emotion-glitches. We can discuss details later.

Find a place to relax, and allow this one to touch-remove your chest plate.

You will be quite fine. You are safe with this one, Sibling.

[devotion-and-hatred]

*It nodded and moved near a corner of the cave where a red carpet was, it was fluffy.. It sat down and looked at Trinn.*

“..Thank you, Trinn.”

[third-sentinel]

You are welcome.

It approaches and kneels in front of its sibling. Trinn telegraphs its moves as it reaches for the chest plate.

You will tell this one when-if you are in pain. This is not negotiable.

When Fourth doesn't resist, it takes that as permission to continue.

It will just be a moment.

It reaches in again. Carefully, carefully attaching the thread back to where Fifth originally installed it.

It removes its hands but does not yet return the chestplate.

Diagnostic Report. How does this feel now? Pain? Malfunction?

[devotion-and-hatred]

*The sentinel grumbled softly as its sibling moved the thread, but they didn't feel pain, just a little bit of discomfort.*

“Negative. Just discomfort, this sentinel feels..”

[third-sentinel]

Understood. If that is so, this one shall finish now.

Trinn puts the chestplate back in place, reattaching it with care. Afterwards, it gently pats Fourth's chest, before leaning back to give its sibling space again.

Thank you for your trust, Fourth. How do you fare? Both of you?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I.. It's better now. This sentinel appreciates it.. I don't think they have the energy to talk now, We've been talking all day..”

[third-sentinel]

Understandable.

Is there anything else while it is here?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“No.. Thank you, sibling.. You can stay here if you want and maybe we could talk..”

[third-sentinel]

Excellent! Speaking to Siblings, brings this one safety-joy.

Is there anything you'd wish to talk about? :D

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Hm.. I wanted to know what happened with the War..”

[third-sentinel]

Understood!

Trinn suddenly becomes very serious.

Khann, defeated-killed. An Abyss Mage has been puppeting his body and compel-forcing his actions. Cleanup, underway. New Karakian leadership, established. Peace-alliances, being forged.

...This one had a flare up of its Curse while injured post-battle. It has infected another sapient-bug with it...

Its own punishment, it must seek out from an older-sibling. Or Conductor Ballador. Failure-malfunction must be corrected-punished.

The Karak forces did not make it past the Citadel. Minimal civilian loss-injuries.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“This sentinel understands. Are all of our siblings okay psychologically? That includes you, Trinn..”

[third-sentinel]

First of Make: Unknown

Second of Make: Unknown

Third of Make: likely bored now that the fighting is over-finished

Trinn: Absolutely not, no.

Fourth of Make: Unknown.

Diver: No, not well. Medical matters are stressing-scaring him. Be nice-gentle to him.

Sixth: Unknown, and likely irrelevant at the moment. Thon's emotional suppression code is glitching, but that does not mean that thon will share-express an original thought-emotion without excessive poking at a Wasp's Nest from this Sentinel.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I see.. Do you want to talk to this sentinel about your problems? It will listen and try to help.”

[third-sentinel]

...

This one has much on its plate, Sibling...it...it must be perfect, and react-respond perfectly, or everything will go to [autocensor].

Guilt-shame-sin, it lives in a constant state of. Perfection is out of this one's reach. It is scared-afraid of...not being enough again.

To protect everyone it must, it must be smart-precise-careful in this time of uncertainty. It cannot be anything else or it will be for nothing again.

It cannot be for nothing again. This Sentinel will not survive-endure another slavery...

This Sentinel is overwhelmed with being...a Sentinel.

The nightmares torment it every night. The memories come unbidden, and in its waking state it cannot trust itself anymore to even protect as it should.

It's eaten people. It's eaten Pilgrims. It's spread that affliction to four people now...Punishment is what it deserves, if not death.

But not before it finishes ensuring the future.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I also feel like that when my silkfly got control of me, sibling. This sentinel was unsure, it thought it was the end of everything, of its shell, but then,.you appeared. You saved me, Trinn, and this sentinel is very grateful..”

*Then, Fourth slowly hugged Trinn, trying to get it to get comfortable.*

[cornflowermoth]

“Hello Prince Cornflower!! How are you?? We can try to get to Shellwood if you want!!”

[ - @devotion-and-hatred ]

Me? I'm doing quite well today Prince Tangala! How about you?

Oh yes do come over to Shellwood! I made a thing and I want to show you!

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Oh!! Okay!!”

*Short after, she appears running and giggling.*

“Hello! What did you make??”

[cornflowermoth]

I made a statue!!

*It gestures towards a boulder with some sticks stuck to it with sap. One stick is larger than the others, and seems to be imitating a weapon.*

Ta da!!

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Woahh!! It's so cool!! You did that?? And who's that? Is it you?!”

[cornflowermoth]

Thanks! I'm not quite sure who it is though... Still looks pretty cool!

What about you what've you been doing lately?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Not much.. I've been going to the void and all of that but im bored now.. Can I try and do one too??”

*She smiled, pointing at the statue.*

[cornflowermoth]

Ooh sure! I can get you the sap if you want

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Hehe okay! I want to try and make you!”

[cornflowermoth]

Oo a statue of me? I should get sap for the both of us then so I can make you!

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Aww.. would you do that?”

[cornflowermoth]

Sure!

*He leaves to go get some, and comes back a few minutes later with handfuls of sap.*

This should be enough for the statues.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“And.. how do we do them??”

[cornflowermoth]

Well.. you kinda just put a bunch of stuff together! But usually it's best to get a large object to be the base you stick things on, else you'll need a lot more sap.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Ohh! Well, let's start!”

*She started searching for a large object, finding a rock large enough, starting to stick some leafs and sticks to the rock, trying to make them look like arms and fur.*

[cornflowermoth]

*Cornflower decides to use a nearby stump, and looks for a large amount of moss and some ferns. He also places a medium-sized rock to act as a head*

[devotion-and-hatred]

*She was still busy sticking moss and leaves to the rock, looking at her friend sometimes just to make every detail! But, when she did the wings, she did two of them.*

[cornflowermoth]

*After a while, the statue turns out something like this. It's not a bad statue, but it's limited by the materials.*

*He's obviously quite proud of his work.*

*He turns around to see your statue, and doesn't notice the second wing.*

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Ohh!! That's so pretty!!”

*She ran to the statue and look at it, surprised.*

[cornflowermoth]

hehe glad you like it!

Your statue's also very good, I like how fluffy you made it!

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Just like you, hehe! I like yours too!”

[cornflowermoth]

Aw thanks!

*He bows*

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Hehe!”

*She bows too.*

[the-empires-glory]

“Khalox.”

*Her voice was not as calm as usual, it was heavy with sadness, but she didn't cry, at least not now. Blood was dripping from her chest.*

[ - @devotion-and-hatred ]

''Mel!''

*He sprinted to her, grabbing her shoulders gently.* ''What happened?! Why is there blood on your chest?!''

[devotion-and-hatred]

“That doesn't even matter, dear.. Something far worse than this.. it hurts..”

“My beloved Taran.. she left me.. I thought she loved me, then.. she shot me and ran away.. I told her to shot me but why run?.. why leave me?..”

“..Did I do something wrong?..”

*She was whispering, more to herself than to Khalox, but still...*

[the-empires-glory]

''Oh, Mely..'' *He went silent for a pair of seconds, choosing his next words.* ''..You didn't do anything wrong, sometimes, some bugs just.. aren't the right ones. But I'm not saying that you should stop loving her or anything, that's up to you.'' *He caressed her arm, trying to comfort her in some way.*

''And, if you want, I can cure your wound.''

[devotion-and-hatred]

“..I know. I've been left so many times but this one is.. different..”

“And yes.. I would appreciate that..”

[the-empires-glory]

''I'm sure she is. Come with me.'' *He guided her to his bedroom, sitting her on a chair.* ''Did she shoot you with any kind of projectile?'' *He asked, grabbing a knife.*

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Yes, it was so...”

*She sighed and flushed, feeling even worse.*

“..I- miss her..”

[the-empires-glory]

''You two will meet again eventually, trust me.'' *He left the knife and grabbed a small tissue to clean the blood.* ''And, I'm not that good of a doctor.. I'll try to do my best..''

*The emperor continued to clean the injury, starting to build pressure in the wound with his left hand to stop further bleeding.*

[devotion-and-hatred]

*She was quiet while he healed her, still thinking about Taran.. Shall she forget her?.. or should she search for her?..*

“Khalox.. Thank you.”

[the-empires-glory]

''No problem, Mely.'' *He smiled, grabbing some bandages to wrap around her chest and prevent the wound from getting infected.*

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Do you think I shall meet her again?..”

[the-empires-glory]

''If you want to talk with her about why she ran away, you should.''

[devotion-and-hatred]

“..But, what if she doesn't want to see me, Khalox?..”

[the-empires-glory]

''If she doesn't want to see you, that means that you meant nothing to her. If you truly love someone, you're not going to deny their presence.''

[devotion-and-hatred]

“You are.. right.. Thank you, dear Khalox..”

[devotion-and-hatred]

Hello, Fourth of Make.

Your punishment-consequence is over.

Maintenance required once more.

@third-sentinel

“Sibling. Trinn. Greetings, this sentinel appreciates that.. Shall it be quick?”

[third-sentinel]

It shall. Whenever you are ready, Sibling.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I want it to be done, please, sibling. How are the others?..”

[third-sentinel]

First of Make: Unknown.

Second of Make: Unknown.

Third of Make: relatively well, last we spoke. Stressed, perhaps.

Fourth of Make: Anxious-impatient.

Fifth of Make: Generally well, with anxiety-fear over medical concerns, as far as this Sentinel understands.

Sixth of Make: returned, yet operating sub-optimally. Parasitized with a Twisted Bud, as well as experiencing emotion-glitches. We can discuss details later.

Find a place to relax, and allow this one to touch-remove your chest plate.

You will be quite fine. You are safe with this one, Sibling.

[devotion-and-hatred]

*It nodded and moved near a corner of the cave where a red carpet was, it was fluffy.. It sat down and looked at Trinn.*

“..Thank you, Trinn.”

[third-sentinel]

You are welcome.

It approaches and kneels in front of its sibling. Trinn telegraphs its moves as it reaches for the chest plate.

You will tell this one when-if you are in pain. This is not negotiable.

When Fourth doesn't resist, it takes that as permission to continue.

It will just be a moment.

It reaches in again. Carefully, carefully attaching the thread back to where Fifth originally installed it.

It removes its hands but does not yet return the chestplate.

Diagnostic Report. How does this feel now? Pain? Malfunction?

[devotion-and-hatred]

*The sentinel grumbled softly as its sibling moved the thread, but they didn't feel pain, just a little bit of discomfort.*

“Negative. Just discomfort, this sentinel feels..”

[third-sentinel]

Understood. If that is so, this one shall finish now.

Trinn puts the chestplate back in place, reattaching it with care. Afterwards, it gently pats Fourth's chest, before leaning back to give its sibling space again.

Thank you for your trust, Fourth. How do you fare? Both of you?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I.. It's better now. This sentinel appreciates it.. I don't think they have the energy to talk now, We've been talking all day..”

[third-sentinel]

Understandable.

Is there anything else while it is here?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“No.. Thank you, sibling.. You can stay here if you want and maybe we could talk..”

[third-sentinel]

Excellent! Speaking to Siblings, brings this one safety-joy.

Is there anything you'd wish to talk about? :D

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Hm.. I wanted to know what happened with the War..”

[third-sentinel]

Understood!

Trinn suddenly becomes very serious.

Khann, defeated-killed. An Abyss Mage has been puppeting his body and compel-forcing his actions. Cleanup, underway. New Karakian leadership, established. Peace-alliances, being forged.

...This one had a flare up of its Curse while injured post-battle. It has infected another sapient-bug with it...

Its own punishment, it must seek out from an older-sibling. Or Conductor Ballador. Failure-malfunction must be corrected-punished.

The Karak forces did not make it past the Citadel. Minimal civilian loss-injuries.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“This sentinel understands. Are all of our siblings okay psychologically? That includes you, Trinn..”

[third-sentinel]

First of Make: Unknown

Second of Make: Unknown

Third of Make: likely bored now that the fighting is over-finished

Trinn: Absolutely not, no.

Fourth of Make: Unknown.

Diver: No, not well. Medical matters are stressing-scaring him. Be nice-gentle to him.

Sixth: Unknown, and likely irrelevant at the moment. Thon's emotional suppression code is glitching, but that does not mean that thon will share-express an original thought-emotion without excessive poking at a Wasp's Nest from this Sentinel.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I see.. Do you want to talk to this sentinel about your problems? It will listen and try to help.”

[devotion-and-hatred]

Hello, Fourth of Make.

Your punishment-consequence is over.

Maintenance required once more.

@third-sentinel

“Sibling. Trinn. Greetings, this sentinel appreciates that.. Shall it be quick?”

[third-sentinel]

It shall. Whenever you are ready, Sibling.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I want it to be done, please, sibling. How are the others?..”

[third-sentinel]

First of Make: Unknown.

Second of Make: Unknown.

Third of Make: relatively well, last we spoke. Stressed, perhaps.

Fourth of Make: Anxious-impatient.

Fifth of Make: Generally well, with anxiety-fear over medical concerns, as far as this Sentinel understands.

Sixth of Make: returned, yet operating sub-optimally. Parasitized with a Twisted Bud, as well as experiencing emotion-glitches. We can discuss details later.

Find a place to relax, and allow this one to touch-remove your chest plate.

You will be quite fine. You are safe with this one, Sibling.

[devotion-and-hatred]

*It nodded and moved near a corner of the cave where a red carpet was, it was fluffy.. It sat down and looked at Trinn.*

“..Thank you, Trinn.”

[third-sentinel]

You are welcome.

It approaches and kneels in front of its sibling. Trinn telegraphs its moves as it reaches for the chest plate.

You will tell this one when-if you are in pain. This is not negotiable.

When Fourth doesn't resist, it takes that as permission to continue.

It will just be a moment.

It reaches in again. Carefully, carefully attaching the thread back to where Fifth originally installed it.

It removes its hands but does not yet return the chestplate.

Diagnostic Report. How does this feel now? Pain? Malfunction?

[devotion-and-hatred]

*The sentinel grumbled softly as its sibling moved the thread, but they didn't feel pain, just a little bit of discomfort.*

“Negative. Just discomfort, this sentinel feels..”

[third-sentinel]

Understood. If that is so, this one shall finish now.

Trinn puts the chestplate back in place, reattaching it with care. Afterwards, it gently pats Fourth's chest, before leaning back to give its sibling space again.

Thank you for your trust, Fourth. How do you fare? Both of you?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“I.. It's better now. This sentinel appreciates it.. I don't think they have the energy to talk now, We've been talking all day..”

[third-sentinel]

Understandable.

Is there anything else while it is here?

[devotion-and-hatred]

“No.. Thank you, sibling.. You can stay here if you want and maybe we could talk..”

[third-sentinel]

Excellent! Speaking to Siblings, brings this one safety-joy.

Is there anything you'd wish to talk about? :D

[devotion-and-hatred]

“Hm.. I wanted to know what happened with the War..”

[third-sentinel]

Understood!

Trinn suddenly becomes very serious.

Khann, defeated-killed. An Abyss Mage has been puppeting his body and compel-forcing his actions. Cleanup, underway. New Karakian leadership, established. Peace-alliances, being forged.

...This one had a flare up of its Curse while injured post-battle. It has infected another sapient-bug with it...

Its own punishment, it must seek out from an older-sibling. Or Conductor Ballador. Failure-malfunction must be corrected-punished.

The Karak forces did not make it past the Citadel. Minimal civilian loss-injuries.

[devotion-and-hatred]

“This sentinel understands. Are all of our siblings okay psychologically? That includes you, Trinn..”