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(( did this in a few minutes to show Iām serious.
this is a bit she has not been buried I prommy ))
(( It's been a couple years, and I've had a dream, which made me think about how I abandoned this
Well consider this me making the effort to return, as a different person. A lot has happened but Cackletta remains extremely dear to me.
But when talking to the two I got to know from here like I felt really bad. So like I'm here if I'm needed but I'd also like to be.
Long story short HI I LIVE))
hislordshipfawfulā:
Fawfulās mouth pressed into a line as he came closer. He looked a lot more concerned now. He didnāt even really look away from the injury.
āAt least let me patch it up. No excuse for it to go unbandaged⦠properly,ā He stressed that last part, looking up at her.
The witch only pouted, before quickly her expression became more jagged, nervous, but overall smiling. She really wanted him to ignore her wound, especially with how nasty it was on closer inspection, hence why she was trying to hide it.
Even if she was taught to speak up when she wasnāt fine, this was different. She knew Fawful had his own matters, his own anxieties, he didnāt need to ask what she was doing that caused her arm to look so strained and as if something slashed against it.
So, she opted for the only real idea she could come up with, holding her arm out from her very tall body, trying to keep it out of reach. Maybe this was an immature move, maybe she was just urging him to do whatever he could to help her, but it was the first thing her mind thought of. She saw it as giving him what he wanted, little by little.
Besides, she had a back up plan if she really wanted to be evasive... though she knew she really shouldnāt try. For the sake of both parties.
"That doesn't look like a scratch..." (Fawful, Hislordshipfawful)
Send āThat doesnāt look like a scratch.ā for my muse to react to yours finding them bandaging a wound.
One of Cacklettaās horns perked up, while the other lowered, as if she was both attentive and displeased at the sight that one of her sons had seen. She rushed to roll her sleeve back up over her arm while it was only half covered by a bandage.Ā
It was clear in her bloodshot eyes and even grin that she was flustered.Ā āDonāt worry about it! Everythingās a scratch when Iāve dealt with far worse!ā
Send āThat doesnāt look like a scratch.ā for my muse to react to yours finding them bandaging a wound.
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(( ha ha Iāve been.. gone for a long time havenāt I? OOPS! I do have a reason for it. Truth be told, I dealt with a lot of mental problems. and for a long while since being on my medication, I thought I couldnāt write Cackletta because my overly euphoric state was over, I was just chill, I was even depressed to some degree, but I wasnāt manic. ))
(( but as it turns out, Iām not manic. Evidently, over gaining a new sense of confidence and positivity, it turns out Iām just a happy person. Iām just very chipper and willing to laugh and make other people laugh. and Iāve been so much happier this passing time ))
(( what does this mean? well... I think Iām writing to return to Cackles. ))
(( this talk about Cackletta being able to stop time makes me remember that I did have a headcanon for that ability when I was first establishing my Cackles, I just didnāt say anything.
she can still do that, itās something she can only really do when sheās at her 100%, like if she really exerts her magic.. or sheās somehow utilizing her soul itself, because her soul is very much more easily capable of a powerful magic ))
cacklettasbestpupilā:
That last part. Geraga had slipped up at last, when she had said her words when he had spoken of those strange rumors, the same that culminated in that fateful night months ago..
ā¦that traitor would have no chance against herā¦
Violet WOULD have a chance without the Dark Star with the right other tools to deal with Midbus and Fawful, but only if Cackletta was dead still. If Cackletta was aliveā¦.
Jadeās eyes seemed to shift like a camera lens, focusing solely on Geragaās eyes for a split second, then shifting down to the surface of the bridge. Again, like before, he thought he could see the shadow of Cackletta behind Geraga, balling her fists for the brief moment Geraga did so, until she addressed his earlier question regarding her visit to the Queen.
At least Queen Mameria was doing okay. With that, Jade felt like Violet would have legal action to face, now that someone else had survived his terrible actions. Someone to speak out and force away all of the Beanās masks until the truth emerged..
But there came another question- one regarding the security.
āā¦.Geraga, I must ask you. Iād assume that security would tighten significantly because of the threats to Her Graceās life that Violet had made. ..What made her lower your guard around you? As far as I know, only a few currently have her trust.. it doesnāt make sense why a single Bean out of many would be picked, unless they had known her intimately..ā
He frowned slightly, putting his hands in his coat pockets again. He thought on his next words carefully, glancing again at the moat nervously, almost wishing it wasnāt frozen so he could jump in and essentially run away from Geraga before she caught on that he was Jade of the Teal Rebellion and not this stupid fake identity of his. Then there was the question of her connections to Cackletta, the shadow on the ground and how she regarded Fawful..
So, he blurted out a question, praying he wouldnāt get tossed into the moat for making a guess based on only knowing so little.. It made sense considering Geraga knew her more intimately like Fawful did..
āAre you Cacklettaās daughter then?ā
Somewhere in the distance, his mind screamed that the particular thought wasnāt the right way to go, but his logic screamed back that he was on the right track. Only a family member of Cackletta would refer to Fawful as her little sprout, but only a family member of Cackletta would say āmyā little sprout. Thus, he figured inside that Geraga HAD to be Cacklettaās other child, a more recent addition that ended up being split away from her to join Gera later in life..
Geraga waited to answer the question that Beanard posed. She had an excuse all prepped and ready for how she could meet up with Mameria, the very simple reasoning that it had been Queen Beanās birthday when she had visited, it was an exception. Surely Dame Lima would let the sovereign enjoy herself and some visitors on her special day.
In a moment though, before she could answer, she watched his movements, how he glanced at the moat that was becoming more of a prominent point in her thoughts, his anxious posture.
Then it happened.
ā.... What.ā
The statement came out as dull surprise, the most she could muster up as Geraga. How was she supposed to respond to that? All her anxiety, all of her hyping up him finally confronting her on her true self and he asked that?? How would that even work? Well, she was a construct, Geraga could have been made the same way she was, but a) Jade couldnāt have been aware of her status as an artificial Bean, and b) she was becoming very distracted with that train of thought.
No matter how much of her true self was beginning to show, she couldnāt even bring herself to chuckle at such a bold question, she was stupefied at the incredible and boundless wonder at the thoughts of someone who was worthy of as much questions as she was.
... Oh, right, she should get back to that point. He couldnāt have been a random Beanish, especially with his focus on specifically Violetās actions, and the timing of his appearance.
āHm. I canāt say thatās the first time I heard an accusation like that. I guess the resemblance is striking. ... But if you want to know more about me, you should tell me more about yourself.ā
cacklettasbestpupilā:
āā¦There is, if say, the rumors became reality.. Thatās what I fear. How else would Violet have supposedly stabbed the queen? Why else would he have a reason to go after the Dark Star other than to beat Cackletta to the punch before she ever dared rip him from his other task of besting Fawful? If Fawfulās active again, so must Cackletta, right?ā
The challenge came unexpectedly fromĀ āBeanardāsā mouth, a past argumentative self of his that used to exist before Violet ever came to have the title of General, but it also made him feel somehow terrified of Geragaās reaction, considering the spectre of Cackletta heād seen earlier in the snow.
ā..Whoās to say the rumors arenāt true? Anything seems so possible here.. Fawful couldāve somehow used necromancy to bring her back. He was her child, after all, and he couldāve had the access to learning the Koopa variant of it when Bowletta was a thing..ā
ā¦Then came a mention of something he didnāt expect. A visit to Mameria, even after that devastating attackā¦? There was silent relief in his sinking stomach, that Mameria was okay enough for visitors, that Violet hadnāt somehow eviscerated her as heād thought. The old Beanish ex-general hadnāt brought it up, so Jade had assumed at the time that Mameria was too sickly to function.. With some audible hesitance in his voice, the gold-haired Bean spoke, stopping at some part near the middle of the bridge, staring out into the moat.
ā..You went to see the Queen? Is she in good health? W-what did you do, exactly? I thought the security would be pretty tight.. Itād make perfect sense if Mameria was almost assassinated, if those posters I saw at some point about Violetās crimes are correct..ā
There it was, someone persisting that there was the possibility Cackletta could still be around. Not to say those were wrong, she was her after all! To Beanardās credit, he had more method to such madness, more to give as to why he could possibly think the magnificent witch still roamed.
That was a problem though. For a moment, it caught Geraga offguard, it made her speechless. She balled both her hands into a really tight fist, and that was when her eyes snapped into being more bloodshot. Her frustration was making her desire to maintain her form even more difficult to achieve.
ā... I suppose you are right. Fawful always did his best, he always knew what to do when trouble came to Cackletta, so whoās to say he wouldnāt have her back, even when she was supposed to be more murdered than anyone could ever be. I also would imagine that, without the Dark Star, that traitor would have no chance against her, he would need some sort of power to him if he was going to hurt her beloved sprout.ā
A hint of passion emerged from her voice. She had to resist clearing her throat, as to not put the spotlight on her change in behaviour even further. Instead, she had to roll with it. Besides, she had a back-up if he was soon on her case. She had the moat.
Still, she had to persist being Geraga for even a bit longer, even if she wanted to keep putting the pressure on the mere fact that Violet had no hope in the world to take away what mattered to Cackletta. Even with the Dark Star she would blast him until she could no more. Oh, how she loathed him.
She looked towards the other Beanish upon both seeing and hearing his hesitance, as he stood and spoke up about their reigning monarch.
āThatās what I said, wasnāt it? That I went to see Queen Bean. Actually, she seemed to be doing alright. Sure, Lady Lima has been as close as ever to her side, and yes there were a lot of guards, but the Queen is as joyful as ever. It makes it easy to forget she was stabbed. Thatās just how our Queen is, sheās a stronger person than we could ever hope for, thatās why she pulled through.
As for what I did, all I did was give her a gift, exchange a few words because I happened to come from the Mushroom Kingdom, then I left.ā
cacklettasbestpupilā:
Geragaās words made a point- essentially that the rumors were a bit more recent..
Even then, the gold-haired elder Bean had a rebuttal ready, closing his eyes as he continued to walk behind her. āTo b-be perfectly honest, the rumors have been around for y-years, supposedly. Mostly, they remained in the Beanbean Kingdom. Perhaps yI h-happened to have missed that, but.. theyāve only begun to kick off. At the very least, I know theyāve been a-around since last Christmas before the Christmas that just passed. I havenāt been paying much mind to it⦠because of what happened eight years ago.. I was s-scared of Cackletta. Still am, actually..ā
He had a much bigger shiver this time, a genuine one formed as it rippled through his short body, his cheeks slightly flushed with blue from the cold environment. Now, though, āBeanardā had the distinct feeling he was being watched again, seeing that Geragaās magenta hues were pointed to his shorter self and warm brown eyes. She soon tore his earlier comment apart, speaking of spring.
ā¦It made him think perhaps the cold snap was some sort of omen relating to the Dark Star and the disappearance of Mario and Luigi and Peach..
ā..Maybe if weāre l-lucky, the cold snap will end soon, heh. Iām tired of cold weather..ā
The garden was coming closer and closer, as were the light peach and pink castle walls, which had a thin layer of snow on top of them, and the area was deserted of Toads. The moat surrounding the thick stone bridge was frozen solid with a paper-thin layer of snow covering the translucent ice, probably off-limits for skating since the cold snap was likely to go away soon with the arrival of snow. (Not like āBeanardā was any good at skating..)
āAh, have those rumours been around for a while? Itās been a bit since I really caught up with Beanbean Kingdom affairs. Though I did visit the Queen on her birthday. Sheās seen better days, donāt you think?ā
While she could have been slipping a little too much information to Beanard for more of an effective teasing, if her suspicions were on point, he would hopefully not cope well with hearing that she had seen Mameria after the failed assassination attempt, the occurrence that steered the current events, and the topic at hand, into what it was today.
Geraga took a deep breath, doing her best to maintain her posture and movement. She was not going to lose control of her state right then at there at the mention of her true identity, not even in the slightest, not after what happened with Mercutio. No matter how much she wanted to shift into her real form and stand proudly, she couldnāt. She shouldnāt.
āYouāre scared of Cackletta? Not like I can blame you, she was a powerful witch. Keyword being was though, we all know sheās dead, thereās no reason to fear her.ā
Cue that being when someone starts talking about Cackletta more and proceeding to question her more. Thatās the only direction it could have gone right? That was just the flow of the conversation, as the Beanish pair continued to take steps towards Peachās more vacant castle. Idly, Geraga peered over at the moat.
cacklettasbestpupilā:
Shivering and slightly actually fearful now, āBeanardā went along with Geraga, feeling shocked that she wasnāt as shivery as he was, with how she was dressed. Maybe Gera made her garments warm enough to combat the damn cold, but even then, it still didnāt seem to be enough.. maybe she was Mushroom Kingdom-raised and didnāt tell anyone?
His frown deepened instantly when the spirited Beanish teen mentioned the Teal Rebellion, the opportunity that exactly Violet had been saying too. Wait. Had someone on the Rebellion told people here in Toad Town? Told Geraga?
āā¦Huh. The r-rumors sound a l-little familiar, but more r-recent,ā he finally said, trying to force his teeth to stop chattering in his blue-toned mouth. āI j-just began hearing of them, Geraga.. A-after all, I havenāt been here in a little w-whileā¦ā
ā¦Shit, had Stheno been some kind ofā¦? Well, she was more sentient than the average cat.. Maybe, just maybe, perhaps it was a ruse. Yes.. the sort that would signal he wasnāt the only one attempting to dismantle the Rebellion from the inside somehow.. He wouldnāt know though, at this point, Jade felt internal panic.
But he was still scared anyway, since heād yet to determine what Geraga was after by teasing him!
āT-thatās fine, though, if we go there for now.. I w-wonder how the garden is holding up.. Certainly itās n-not good with the recent cold snap..ā
āCurious how even the rumours would get to you. I only caught wind of it because I happen to be a pretty big deal among the residents here, a lot of them depend on me, probably even more so with every other hero and protector being gone. Though, I wonāt lie, I can throw a pretty mean punch.ā
Geraga glanced down at her hand, forming a fist and turning it so she could gaze at her knuckle. One may say she was bragging in her own nonverbal way, but it was debatable if she was even capable of pride.
She shifted her focus onto Beanard, wondering what could be on his mind as she did all this, her inner fiery spirit ever so curious on if his soul trembled wondering what exactly he was dealing with. If only her true self was aware that he knew the second disguised witch that was wandering around, that even he became someone Stheno could depend upon, especially in her facade as a feline.
āDoes it really matter how the garden looks now?ā She responded, still making her way towards the castle.Ā āThis is the Mushroom Kingdom, it wouldnāt take long for everything to thrive once more. Spring is usually the season of renewal, I guess.ā
(( happy belated Lesbian Day of Visibility, as a lesbian mun, Iām just gonna say Cacklettaās still the big gay ))
(( also as an addition, mad props to anyone with lesbian muses! Mad props to the lesbian muns out there! ))
hislordshipfawfulā:
āThereās still the whole rebellion issue, yeahā¦ā He muttered to himself, sitting on the roof next to her. Looking up, he took in the sky above them, before back to her. The question brought his own worries to the forefront of his mind as he tilted his head, before laughing.
āYou know, youāre starting to sound a lot like I did when we first reunited,ā He joked. Then his expression turned to something a bit more serious, despite his smile, āWe both have plenty to worry about, but weāll get through it. Weāre the good guys in this situation, after all. And you know what they say,ā He laughed.
Slowly, he reached out to hold one of her hands, like how one would expect from a child for his mother.
Cacklettaās expression formed a pout when the rebellion was brought up. While, yes, the actions of the rebels were quite the concern and it brought danger to those around her, that was just the icing on the cake for her worries. She was more concerned about what the rebellion meant for Beanish like her.
āAm I sounding a lot like you? Is it that weird to see me in a more... pondering state? Iām supposed to be the one that has everything together, and I guess Iām usually more intense when it comes to my anxiety. Now I canāt even do that right.ā
One of her bloodshot eyes glanced towards his offered hand, but she continued to keep her arms close to her stocky body.Ā āWhat do they say about good guys? That they can get away with anything and they will win because of their apparent morality.ā She sadly chuckled, her horns raising upwards before drooping down.Ā
āIām not the good guy here. Am I better than the Teal Rebellion, absolutely, but Iāll never be the good guy. Mameria may think better of me now, as I do with her, but Iām trouble, I turned against everyone before, whoās to stop me from going rogue again, especially with my kind of magic? How could anyone else think of me as the good guy when I could just be seen as going after the Rebellion for the sake of myself and my family?ā
"You okay?" (Fawful, Hislordshipfawful)
send āyou okay?ā to find my muse sitting alone on a roof at night.
āIsnāt that just the question; am I okay?ā The witch responded in a dejected tone, laying against the roof of... where was she again? She wasnāt paying attention, she just climbed somewhere as quick as she could. All she knew was that she should still be in Toad Town, only disguised by the moonlight and shadows.
āIn a very simple perspective, as of this moment Iām relatively fine. Thatās just the issue though, Iām never fine, Iām usually a spitfire thatās ready to take up any challenge!Ā
But - thereās the rest of the perspective on the matter of my being, all clumped up between the revelation that Iām a construct, I might not get the chance to hear that the only blood relative actually gives a damn, the well-being of everyone around me is in danger, I might never really get to be happy with myself due to being in hiding, the list really goes on at this point.ā
As she listed on everything that was weighing her down at this very moment, she flicked her hands around, not even flinching at the sparks of fire and electricity that briefly emerged.Ā
ā... So, I suppose in perspective, Iām doing just great, eeheheh.ā She could hardly even bring herself to force the most simple of chuckles.āI should be doing great, what do I have to worry about? I have goals in mind, and itās not like my passion has dissipated. Maybe I just gave up being myself for too long that everything just got heavier than I could handle.ā
sendĀ āyou okay?ā to find my muse sitting alone on a roof at night.
(( Many apologies for the inactivity, lots of personal stuff, but I think Iām finally ready to kick this blog back into motion! Soooo, like/reblog if youāre interested in roleplaying with an independent Cackletta (including Bowletta) from Mario & Luigi Superstar Saga!)