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[gobbyqueen]

( RED LACE & BLACK LEATHER, EMPRESS OF TORTURE, A POWER BARELY CONTAINED )▸ welcome to latverion, MADELYNE PRYOR (GOBLIN QUEEN). it’s time to be gracious, for in this vast multiverse, you have been saved by emperor doom. according to records you are 27 and use SHE/HER pronouns. emperor doom expects you’ll enjoy your career as BOUNTY HUNTER, or else. excellent. we look forward to your contribution. ( VANESSA MORGAN )  

ABOUT BASICS

FULL NAME: madelyne jennifer pryor

ALIAS: goblin queen

AGE: twenty-seven

AFFILIATIONS: krakoa, sisterhood of mutants

GENDER AND PRONOUNS: cis woman, she/her

FACE CLAIM: vanessa morgan

IN-DEPTH ANALYSIS

POINT OF ORIGIN: backstories and personality/relationships from earth-616. i know i don’t know the full extent of her connections but ready for plotting and learning!

ABILITIES/SKILLS: telekinesis, reality warping (proximal) & shapeshifting, telepathy (cloaking, psi shielding, mind control, body possession/transferal, illusions, induce paralysis & pain, memory manipulation, psychic detection), psionic blasts, psionic siphoning, astral projection, and sorcery.

HAVE THEY BROUGHT ANY FAMILY OR PETS WITH THEM: no one :(

ANY HEADCANONS YOU WANT OTHERS TO KNOW: she fluctuates between a ‘human’ and goblin form, which may include any combo of the following: glowing eyes, fangs & claws, pointy ears, red leather wings & tail, hooves & of course... HORNS!!

QUESTIONNAIRE

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER FEEL ABOUT EMPEROR DOOM? thinks he’s a joke, truthfully, but can commend his efforts. he has the results, does he not?  but she’s more likely to roll her eyes than offer him any sort of praise. she doesn’t feel an ounce of subjugation, does not live her life like she is under anyone’s thumb, so she pays him and his reign little mind. sure enough of herself that she would merely get away with whatever she wanted to.

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER FEEL ABOUT THE BATTLES? ARE THEY TRYING TO AVOID THEM? OR ARE THEY EAGER TO JUMP IN? despite having zero desire to offer herself up to them, she knows she could really spruce up the battles if she ever had to. isn’t afraid to be condemned to them. and she is very fond of the champions!  thinks some of them and their egos are just delightful. she’ll find pretty much any reason to get involved with them and bask in their violence!

WHY HAS YOUR CHARACTER ACCEPTED THEIR JOB POSITION? WILL THEY USE IT TO GET CLOSER TO DOOM? OR WILL THEY USE IT EXPLOIT HIM? OR DO THEY SIMPLY LIKE THEIR JOB?  she takes ‘bounties’ from pretty much anyone, especially people in positions of considerable power that she would like to impress/seduce. this absolutely includes doom. that isn’t to say she’s super reliable in her job. depending on the target... she’ll take liberties on whether or not she switches her alliance. it’s just the risk one may be willing to take, for her expertise, anyway. 

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rouxvision​:

Lorna shrugged. “They should,” she said. Magneto’s daughter being murdered? Not to mention the fact that she knew her father would tear apart Latverion in retribution? She raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly. “Ah, yes, so that makes it the perfect place for a pleasure jaunt. I see what you mean.”

😈 — They should. Madelyn’s eyes glimmer a bright crimson, “I can feel you wanting to flaunt that ego.” Her patience was short, but it wasn’t personal. She could feel the power radiating off the girl.. and it was driving her a little mad thinking she was out of some sort of loop. “So. I’m at the edge of my seat. Who are you supposed to be?” 

[offollies]

( @gobbyqueen​ ) VALKYRIE & MADELYNE PRYOR

“never seen you around these parts before,” val spoke up, sitting up as madelyne walked into frigga’s. she’d been sat at her favorite seat at the bar and had been boldly deciding that today was the day to see where her limits of holding mead would be. she hadn’t found it yet. nor did she feel it. to be a god, or god-adjacent, she supposed. holding up her drink, she invited the other to join her at the bar. “thor’s gone around back, i believe to get some more restocks but i can help you .” she offered, raising a brow and turning to lean over the bar to count what thor had out and open. “plenty of drinks, yeah.”

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😈 — not the greeting she expected, nor the sight she beheld, when she set her heels into the bar. “me?  really?” she mocked the comment, playfully. “i tend to get around.” but it was her first real visit to frigga’s. the most action she had around this side of town was chasing a bounty, but that was a fairly quick one. and maddie wasted little time to cash in and slip back into her shadows. but tonight was all recreation. she pulled herself up to the bar, stopping to admire the drunkard. “i’ll have whatever you’re having, beautiful.” she smiled, devious and distracted — cheek leant against her palm. “who’s thor?” 

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rouxvision​:

Lorna shrugged slightly as the other woman spoke. “If you say so,” she said. She didn’t really respond to threats well, even playful ones. She raised an eyebrow. “Is that an invitation?” she asked dryly. “That sounds like a great way for me to end up on the eleven o’ clock news.”

😈 — “You think they’d cover that?” It was a jab, but not with much thought behind it. No underlining meaning. “Anyway. I have been curious, but people definitely don’t come back from there. Curiosity killing the cat and all that.” 

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illyanarxsputina​:

Illyana didn’t want to bristle at the thought, but a part of her did (a part of her wondered if she always would). So much time had been spent splitting herself between her friends, her responsibility towards Krakoa, an entire revolution at one point, and Limbo. It was everything she hated, and she still somehow found herself returning. Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad thing, if Madelyne wore the crown…

And yet the thought still tumbled uncomfortably in her chest, and she found herself scoffing. “I’m sure you wouldn’t mind it. But could you handle it?”

😈 — “Do you have to ask?” There was something behind her words, a seriousness Maddie had yet to incorporate — for anything, really, up until this point. “You know, better than most, what been through Hell and back looks like.” She doesn’t come off as offended, or even challenged. No, she was making a point, and for once had enough trust to believe Illyana would see it. Then she smirked again, wild and with a shrug. “What’s another one.” 

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empathphoniex​:

☄️— Jean felt annoyance prickle at the back of her neck, she had always understood Madelyn’s rage, of course she had, but when pointed in their direction it just seemed so childish. “Jean Grey didn’t ruin your life Madelyn. Stop being dramatic.” Another blast of psionic energy tearing through the warm air between them, Jeans own shield coming back up as they stepped closer to the clone. “You really shouldn’t live your life obsessed with me.”

😈 — That was a new one. Hearing that out of their mouth, anyway, sounding so much like her Jean but after a few too many miles. And whatever else this one seemed to be on. “She just loved the man who did, right?  Well, I don’t care.” Madelyne was hyped up on psionic energy, flowing through and around her in waves. It left her a little excited, and feisty. “An unfortunate side effect, I assure you.” She wasn’t lying. If Maddie was obsessed with anyone, it was herself— first and foremost. “So, where is Scott?  Did Doom spare him too or, in his infinite wisdom, leave the sorry sack to rot?” 

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illyanarxsputina​:

It hadn’t felt likely, but Illyana was beginning to enjoy visits from Madelyne. The people about whom she could say that were alarmingly few, but there was something about her. Maybe it was the similar dry wit.

“Haven’t you heard? That’s my specialty.” She leaned up against the tree she was standing next to, going for casual despite the way any reference towards Limbo made her feel like she was somehow losing her footing. It wasn’t the time or the place to think about the patchwork that was Limbo. “Though I have a feeling you’d give me a run for my money.”

😈 — A playfulness danced across fiery eyes. “Witnessed,” she corrected. “Sure you do. If you would just put in a little effort now and then...” It was old news, Madelyne finding Illyana’s draw towards pacifism a bore. More than that, she found it pitiful; knowing the girl’s potential outweighed whatever morals she picked up over the years. “But, I digress. I don’t mind reigning.” As if that was ever in question. “I look the best in a crown.”

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osbornsun​:

🧪— “Oh?” The goblin echoed back, eyes locking on the fire with Maddie’s. Harry was no stranger to hallucinations, voices mostly, but his reflection had become Norman one too many times to claim he had never seen anything that was never there. But whatever was happening now, as darkness rolled in, was something new. Something exciting. Harry’s heart raced without permission is his chest, like it was trying to leap out of his ribcage and into her touch. “A promise to be a good boy? Never. You know what they say…” What did they say? As Maddie’s fingers brushed over his throat it was hard to remember. “So I guess that makes it a request.”

😈 — “Don’t go anywhere.” Teasing him for being so easily distracted, but delighted by the drunken look in his eyes. Madelyne liked this kind of submissive behavior; bending to her will because he wanted it, insolent for show. “I want you right here, with me,” she hypnotized, eyes never leaving him. Free hand teasing up the length of his belly — claws trailing gently up the flesh beneath his shirt. Searing, like hot pokers. Maddie kissed him... Her fangs, puncturing his adrenaline-swollen lip with a tug. “I’m going to remake you,” she whispered. “I promise.” 

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@latverionstarters​​​​​​

“What the hell is wrong with this place?” Lorna had heard about the strange errands Doom had been…well, she supposed you couldn’t really call it asking. Not with Doom. She herself tended to do whatever the hell she wanted – it was in her genes, after all. Come hell or high water, any child of Erik Lensherr was going to march to the beat of their own drum, however trite that phrase may be. She looked around as she spoke, in part to make sure that none of those pesky little DoomBots were around, and also to ensure that none of the weird shit people had been dealing with was creeping up on her. “For the record, if we see a zombie around here, I’m making your blood run backward and turning you into chum for it. I’m getting away no matter what.”

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😈 — “Harsh. Bet I’d get you first.” The demoness spoke in a purr, pausing to envision said scenario — but only for a moment. There was little hostility in her words. No more than her usual playfulness. “That said, I hear the Deadlands are just exquisite. Aren’t you a little bit curious?” 

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osbornsun​:

🧪— It was almost comedic how much Harry did mind her saying. The hair on the back of his neck suddenly uncomfortable against his collar. He had plenty of bite to go along with his bark, terrible bloody bites. “You know being bored out of my mind doesn’t make me eager to please..” She, whoever she really was, was close enough now that the warm breeze caused her hair to softly brush against his skin. Pomegranates, overwhelmed with sickly sweet that he could almost miss the undercut of Ash. Almost. “…just open to opportunities.” There was something deeply dangerous packaged inside the cute package in front of him, his mind almost without permission flashing to sharpened nails against his throat, to the terrible bloody bites he was oh so proud of. Danger was addicting, and Harry was an addict through and through. “No if you want me to be a— Good Boy —you have to break me first.”

😈 — His reaction washed over her— as sweet as it was fiery. Shivers of her own teased up her spine. Maddie had hit a nerve, and it delighted her. “Oh.” Eyes wide & wild in discovery. He wasn’t just an opportunist, as he claimed. He was a daredevil. She took that time to hook a finger in his shirt collar, pulling him in. Keeping him close. “Is that a promise?” she whispered, words reaching only the small space left between them. Her eyes fell to his lips, and when they looked back up, that red hot glow behind them was much more apparent. A dark fog began rolling in, shrouding their surroundings. Removing distraction. “Or a request?” 

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empathphoniex​:

☄️— There was a buzzing deep in the back of the empaths mind, like a mosquito had gotten a hold of of a microphone pumped directly into their cerebellum. The familiarity clicked in the last moment. Oh Fun. Wood exploded into their saloon as a psionic fist burst through. There was a wild burning anger, energy younger than Jean’s but as sour cherry as their memory of her had been.

White gold energy collected behind the Phoenix’s eyes, wood and debris collecting in a whirlwind and shooting back towards the clone. “You’re a lot more of a spoiled brat than I remembered Maddie.” Another blast of energy and shrapnel send her way. Movement lazy but with purpose, the girl was a threat, even is she was mostly a pest. “Is that anyway to say hello to your elders?”

😈 — Runes of magic spawned; bright and violet and fusing into a shield from her outstretched hands. “Aw. You’re just saying that.” The thought that this other Madelyne hadn’t been nearly as up front about her feelings, it made the Goblin Queen pity her. “Right. I should have asked first: Did you ruin her life too?” Not that the answer could change anything. Maddie swung her arms back, flinging the rest of the debris outward and dispersing her shield. Grin now clear as day without the distortion of magic between them. “Hello.” 

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@illyanarxsputina | illyana 

😈 — “Sight for sore eyes,” the queen greeted. Their relationship was objectively interesting; personally rewarding. Madelyne had found the sorcerous interesting, and that had grown into quite a bit more with every interaction. “How are you getting on in Latverion?  Enjoying our slice of home?” Krakoa didn’t feel different than the one back on her universe, but she could denote the variations. The melding of all those realities. “And raising a little hell, I hope.” 

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@osbornsun​​ | harry

😈 — “I hope you don’t mind me saying,” she began, heels clicking ever so rhythmically against the concrete. Approaching her date. “You got quite a bit of bark for being so eager to please.” It wasn’t as cut and dry as that, of course, but she did notice his willingness to go along with her ‘needy whims’ the moment she made them clear. She stops, in front of him now, close enough to feel his breath. Her eyes meet his, a shimmering crimson to their color as she grazed the edge of his psyche. A smirk trekked across her painted lips. “Or is it something else?”

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@empathphoniex​​ | jean

😈 — Time was of the essence. If Madelyne had sensed the Phoenix, than surely the Phoenix had sensed her. There would be no upper hand here.. but she could get the first psionic punch in. Which was, comparably, the size of a sedan barreling through the saloon.