ATTENTION: THIS AU IS GOING TO BE REVAMPED INTO A ORIGINAL STORY. THIS IS AN ONGOING PROCESS. THANK YOU.
The gist is Karl is a Traveler who runs through dimensions (however, he discovers he’s a bit more than that), Saponite is from a medieval dimension that is essentially minecraft (Quarry), Cue is from a 1920s themes world (Prowa) and they all go on adventures finding friends across dimensions and putting the universe back together.
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Sapnap was no stranger to wearing strange clothing; ever since he was a child he’d found himself dressed up in a million different layers of formal. In travels as a knight, he’d needed to try on a million more. Each kingdom had its own flavor of cloth and button and thread; he’d tried every single one of them. He’d always preferred the simple loose garments he wore for the road though. Because of this, he was ecstatic when he realized his boyfriends’ definition of the dress was absolutely lax?
To be fair, Karl had so many definitions for different levels of formal he barely had any. Quackity had much stricter stets of rules from his world but it was still so different! Styles of clothes Sapnap found both gaudy and simple—both incredibly comfortable and unnecessarily intricate.
Sapnap: Karl is not allowed to accept dares anymore.
Dream: Why not?
Karl: "I have no regard for my own personal safety", as some would say.
~ Quotes☆Anon~
Yesss!!!
Karl takes any challenge or dare to heart and completely disregards health and safety to complete them. "Race you down the stairs" is followed by a neon blur throwing themselves over the railing, regardless of hight. "Last one there is a rotten egg" sets him into a dead sprint towards his destination.
The best way to get Karl to do something is to dare him to do it. Is it the safest? No. Does this get him into a lot of strange situations as people expect him to have some level of shame and self preservation? Yes.
He has no idea what's taboo or not in any given place, so why bother? He does eventually start caring a little with dares of a more romantic angle once he starts dating Quackity and Sapnap but other than that, it's free game.
George: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife?
Sapnap: Rude.
Dream: That’s fair.
Karl: Not again.
Quackity: Are you going to want this back?
~ Quotes☆Anon~
Ooo! I think Karl and Quackity would actually be switched.
Quackity has been stabbed enough times that he reacts to them kinda like a paper cut. Like, "damn it, not again. I was being careful!"
Karl has been fatally stabbed so many times that if he doesn't die immediately he's more likely to ask for a suviner. Plus he hoards tons of stuff, why not knives too?
Sapnap is so used to people trying to stab him with swords that a small knife isn't as threatening. I think it would be considered more of an assassin's weapon but if you don't try and stab him somewhere obviously fatal, he just gets offended. Like "are you actually trying to kill me? You're terrible at it, very rude. At least put some effort in".
Quackity heaved a sigh as he fell back onto the coach. He propped his aching feet up on the table as he said, "Alright, we got a few hours until we can get this set straight. Think you can not start anymore fights till then?"
"Of course," said Firework, the fusion of Sapnap and Karl. When they had first arrived in this dimension, Karl had seen a big glowing stone in the center of the cave they landed in and decided that he was going to touch it while Sapnap was firmly against Karl touching it. They both went to grab it at the same time. Boom, clap, a big flash of light and suddenly there was one person instead of two.
Discarding their sword and satchel on the side table of the room, Firework sat on the floor next to the coach and started to take off their armor peice by peice. There was plenty of space on the couch, Quackity wasn't taking up too much space. Maybe it was easier to take it off on the ground?
"You not going back out?" he asked, surprised.
He'd been convinced that between Sapnap's enthusiasm for seeing new things and Karl's... karl-ness when it comes to exploring other dimensions, that they'd turn around and walk out to find another adventure or bar fight when they realized it wasn't in the hotel room. Or maybe it was called an inn? He'd been more focused on keeping an eye on Firework than paying attention to the name of the place. They were both staying in the surprisingly homey style room they managed to snag after Firework decided fighting the local mob was a great way to spend the afternoon. People were very thankful for that.
"Nope," they replied cheerily while unlaceing their boots, "I would actually like to talk to you for a bit."
Technically the two had been together all day but it hadn't felt like it. Quackity would turn to look for something or talk to someone and when he turned back around, Firework would have wondered off. They'd fought two groups of bandits, four different wild animals, and started a bar fight with the local cult in their first hour in town. He'd completely lost them for the next two hours and had found them after securing a place to stay. They still refused to say what they'd been doing other than they had 'plently of fun and possibly a curse or two'. If this was how Sapnap felt whenever he or Karl got sidetracked then he owed him an apology. A few drinks too.
He was brought out of his thoughts by the wave of a hand.
"Hey, soooo..." Firework glanced around nervously, "You know how I'm a mix of Karl and Sapnap, right?"
"Yah, you are." He had seen it happen with his own two eyes, how could he not?
"Sooo," They took a breath then blurted out, "I'm technically my own person, right? I mean, I'm a different mind and body from both of them. So, I'm not either of them."
Ah, the existential crisis. Quackity had been wondering when it would come up. He'd thought a lot about these types of things since the Judgment incident. As Judgment, he and Sapnap had both been aware and could influence it-them? It was sill confusing to think about. But Firework couldn't hear two different voices in their head, only their own. They weren't Karl and they weren't Sapnap, they were Firework.
"Sounds about right, yah."
Their face turned bright red before mumbling, "Well, I- um, never mind."
They started to turn away, looking like some of the cats that show up to Quackity's casino after flat tires. It was pitiful and it made his heart drop because he didn't know why they were looking like that. Did they do something? Firework being there own person... did they kiss or flirt with someone else? Just because they were made from Sapnap and Karl didn't mean they had the same feelings towards him as Sapnap and Karl. He quickly put on his poker face and grabbed them before they could walk off.
He kept his voice calm and casual as he said, "Hey, you got a question, feel free to ask it. I won't judge you. Promise."
They glanced over with eyes filled with worry and some guilt as well. He kept his face carefully open while his mind screeched over why they were guilt. Releasing his grip, he slowly leaned back and gave an encouraging smile. What ever happened, happened. They were both adults, technically. Probably. They could talk this-
"May I hug you?"
Everything came to a screeching halt. His face broke into a surprised and baffled look. There was a feeling of relief overshadowed by overwhelming sense of confusion. Had he even heard them correctly?
Firework started anxiously prattling an explanation with tiny bursts of color flaring into existence with every gesture.
"Well, you're very pretty and handsome looking but since I'm neither Karl nor Sapnap I figured you might not be comfortable with it and I don't want to make you uncomfortable. Oh god, that's the last thing I want to do. I mean this is all a bit silly you're dating them not me. Affection is nice but you're taken but you're also so clever and charming. I kept running off earlier because I really wanted to hug and kiss you but that's most likely overstepping some kind of boundaries. Then I realized how many cults and bandits there were and how dangerous that was so I chased them all out of town so it'd be safer for you. Um, what was my point again? Oh, right. I'm fine without a hug. You don't have to give me one."
... he was such a sap. That explained so much.
"Come on," he said and patted the seat next to him. He had judged them like they were in one of those stupid romance dramas on the radio and not an actual person. He'd been stupid to jump the gun on any of it and he wanted to make up for it. Even if they didn't know he'd doubted them.
They shyly shuffled over and sat on the couches armrest, giving him as much personal space as possible. It was a sweet gesture but an unnecessary one.
"Come on and sit next to me, I don't bite," he restrained himself from saying something that would be too much like 'unless you want me too' or something equally dumb.
It was uncanny how much they resembled a skittish cat as they slowly moved down the arm rest while eyeing his outstretched hand. He kept beckoning them closer and closer until they were less than a foot from each other. He reached out and gently pulled them to lay against his chest with their head on the couch armrest.
Fireworks eye's went comically wide with a small disbelieving smile. They weren't really sure what was happening and they weren't sure they cared as long as they were in his arms. They didn't resist or try to pull away but they didn't sink into the feeling. Not until Quackity started running his fingers through their hair and rubbing little circles into their shoulder. Like chocolate over a warm fire, they melted into the heavenly touch.
"Mmm," they hummed contently, "this is nice." A few seconds later though, they stiffened up and their eyes glanced away in guilt. Quackity had hoped that this would get the point across that they didn't have to feel bad about any of this but he guessed words would be a bit more effective.
"I know you're a different person, technically, but you're still a fusion of Sapnap and Karl. I'm thinking of this as an opportunity to show some affection to both of them at the same time."
"But, you're not." They said sadly and reluctantly pushed him away, "It's almost like- like you- we're-" Ah, that's what's gotten them so wound up.
"It's not cheating. Not in my book any how." It really wasn't, even if they didn't act or look exactly like either of them that didn't make where they came from any less important. They relaxed in his arms just the slightest bit but they were still stiff as a board. "If it really makes you uncomfortable, I'll back off, but I highly doubt that either Sapnap or Karl would disapprove of me and you doing this." He's pretty sure Karl would be more upset if he doesn't than if he does. He always encouraged living life to the fullest and making the most of any situation and this seemed like one of those times.
Firework backpettled and assured him, "I-it's not uncomfortable. This is nicest thing to happen to me all day. Just, it makes my heart pump a bit."
Right, while both Karl and Sapnap weren't totally opposed to committing crimes, a precieved crime of passion was outside both of their moral compasses. Except for when they stole his heart. Oh, that was a good line, he'd have to remember that one for later.
He settled a hand on their shoulder and purred, "Getting a thrill out of this pretty boy?"
"I am n-" He could see the moment their brain processed the end of his question as their eyes went wide and they melted all over again. "Mm, what was that last part?"
"Pretty boy." He repeated with a teasing tone while his hand started to slowly inch up towards their hair again, "You know, cus you're pretty lookin'."
"I am?"
The genuine curiosity in their voice threw him for a loop. "Do you not think you're pretty?" He asked.
"Well, I haven't looked in a mirror yet, so..." They shrugged as if it was no big deal. Quackity nearly burst into hysterics. From his experience, both Karl and Sapnap could be very particular about how they looked sometimes and to see them just shrug it off was really funny.
"Here, I'll describe your face for you so you can know what you look like," he cupped their face in his hands while they laced their fingers behind his neck, "First off, you're real pretty. Beautiful too. Absolutely gorgeous." The air warmed and the back of his neck felt like it was right next to fire, but it didn't stop him from continuing, "Next you're definitely smokin' hot, and I'm not just saying that for the pun. The absolute keenest cat around here. Around anywhere really."
The more and more he talked, the warmer and warmer the air got. It reminded him of a lit fuse, the anticipation building higher and higher as the fuse got closer and closer to the end. He knew the fuse was at its end when they moved to hold his face in their hands and sat up straight.
Their eyes were hopeful as they asked softly, "May I have permission to kiss you?"
Quackity couldn't tell if he felt like he was melting or floating with adoration.
"You may."
Their lips collided together as they both felt the fireworks going off in their hearts. The kiss was messy but neither cared. They'd both been thinking about it all day. Quackity from curiosity of how they would kiss him and how Karl's and Sapnap's kissing styles would blend together. Firework from a burning desire to show their love to dearest flame. An explosion of affection that warmed them from their toes to their iridescent eyes.
They finally parted to breath and Fireworks burst of confidence fizzled out. They breathed, "Was that-did you-um-"
They really were a mix of the two. Karl was always flustered beyond words after anything more then a light peck on the cheek and Sapnap always checked in to see how he was feeling after doing something new. It was endearing to see both happening at once.
"It was the cat's pajamas, darling. You did great."
"Good. That's good." Their eyes drooped as exhaustion flooded their body and they buried their face in his shoulder. A reminder that they did actually fight several dozen people that day. They let themselves sink further into the burnt out feeling as Quackity soothingly rubbed circles into their back.
"Can we stay like this for a while?" Firework mumbled into his shoulder.
"Of course," Quackity said sweetly and pressed a loving kiss to the top of their head, "Whatever you want, doll."
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Two out of three! Here's Firework! They made me realize that I don't actually have a lot of experience describing kisses, I mention them but they're not usually the focus. Until now.
I never got around to describing what Firework looks like. They're around 6 feet tall, average build, they wear a leather armor that has color splattered on it that looks like colorful fire. Their horns are much more curly than Sapnap's, like this but smaller and curled closer to the head.
Their eyes slowly shift color over time and glow when they use their powers. Their power involves rainbow fire, different colored fires can have different effects, one burns, one heals, but I don't know about the rest of the effects or which color does which. Pink fire tends to pop up involuntarily when they're filled with love for something/someone and It's safe to touch, touching the fire probably gives a confidence boost to whoever touches it, including themselves.
What if Bad and Skeppy helped Sapnap forge the engagement daggers?
Maybe Skeppy obtains th minerals and gems while Bad helps Sapnap smelt and gives shape to the daggers?
Maybe in Quarry it's traditional for the parents to help their kid forge the engagement daggers/jewels, especially in the Nether?
Thanks for the ask!
I love this idea!!!! Maybe it's a family thing in Quarry where a person's close family or friends help forge the engagement daggers to show approval with the person's choice or as a show of how the person being married into the family is no less of a family member that anyone else.
Sapnap and Skeppy going on a family bonding trip into some mines to collect the ores for the daggers. Sapnap acting as the light source and defense against spiders and other creatures. Skeppy actually finding and guiding Sapnap on how to dig out the ore. Both Bad and Sapnap being fire proof makes creating the daggers significantly easier because they can use their hands to mold and fix mistakes. Making a few dozen test daggers to get the shape just right before they settle on a design.
I think the practice of engagement daggers, or at least engagement weapons, could be pretty wide spread across Quarry, especially considering the large amount of dangerous wildlife and creatures that live there. I think the practice of having family members help make it or even the practice of making them personally could be confined to the Neather Kingdom's. Maybe it's a part of demon culture in general to at least make a part of the weapon or even make the entire thing if you have the skills but the whole "family members being involved in the making as well" is a specific Neather Waste culture thing (where Sapnap lives), mostly because it has one of the highest density populations of fire proof people (due to all the lava).
- All of them have gender neutral calls, Karl's I made up because none of the others fit.
Sapnap: A warm welcome to everyone who managed to sneak past the guards
Dream: welcome friends and enemies
George: Allies, enemies, and those I'm still deciding about
- allies and enemies are a much looser term in Quarry, at least in my mind, an "enemy" is anyone who intentionally makes your work or life more difficult and is typically used in a much more toung and cheek way than we would, "Allies" is how you refer to close friends that support you, kinda like best friends.
Quackity: friends, family, and freeloaders
Charlie: Paying audience members and assorted freeloaders
Schlatt: discerning guests and those of you with fuck all else to do on a Tuesday evening
So, Karl can drink and eat almost everything at this point, right?
So what if somebody tries to poison him, he finds out but drinks it anyway? Because, if he dies, he can just come back.
Like this scene:
Karl: *at a party with Sapnap and Quackity, and somebody hands him a drink* thanks! *goes for drink it, but stops* ... smells like citrus and *looks up* cinnamon.
Person: cinnamon?
Karl: cinnamon *drinks anyway, while the person is restrained*
That's his normal response to learning that his drink is poisoned. He's consumed so many different ones and there are so many different names, that he has no idea if any given poison at any given amount will kill him. Half the reason he consumes poisoned stuff is because he wants to know if it'll kill him or not.
He's the unofficial taste tester because of this, letting the other two know if it's safe to eat or keeling over immediately.
Can he eat and drink everything? Technically no. Will he eat and drink everything? Yes, absolutely. I think he'd even try and eat inedible things too now and then too, it's possible that he's been to candyland type dimensions or an object would randomly be made out of cake like those videos of the chocolate guys creations. Everything is fair game in Karl's book.
I'm almost done with the final fusion fic! It's called "The Zeal of Hep" and I was wondering if you all would be interested if I posted a small teaser here?
For those who don't know, I've done two other fusion fics: "The Thoughts of Judgment" and "The Chivalry of Firework" . This will be the third and final fic in this mini series!
@inkytrinket-irii I drew Hep while on vacation and I just got around to finishing them! Third eye is hidden and drawing wings is a headache but I think I really nailed the vibe! A regular and a transparent version!
There’s something extremely endearing but also fucking hilarious about my partner helping me kill these bosses and giving me huge swords and runes in Elden Ring and telling me it’s payback for all the stuff I gave them in Animal Crossing
Mage brandishing an enormous crystal staff, eyes glimmering with sorcery: I grant you my strength and the broadsword of screeching death for the kindness you showed me in a previous life, in which you gave me a cool dress and several pumpkin seeds
Sapnap felt the stress of the situation rolling off his shoulders as he closed the door behind him. Hep, the accidental fusion of Quackity and Karl, was still rambling on and on and on. As far as he could tell they hadn't paused for a breath and he was starting to wonder if they even needed to breath at all.
Within minutes of landing in the new dimension, they'd been found and picked up by some scientific organization. Apparently, one of their own members had become a Traveler and had been terrified by their first experience in another dimension. Of course, Karl had run off to help while he and Quackity got a tour of some of the inventions they had. They were in the middle of watching... something with a name that he couldn't pronounce, when Karl had burst in the doors and into Quackity. Both tumbled into the machine and by the time it was turned off, Hep was standing in their place.
Now, Hep was emptying their pockets onto the table. Two sets of keys, a handful of pencils, an assortment of candy, three bike locks, a clock, a bird-
Sapnap did a double take at the white bird cooing and hopping around the table. It looked at him with confused eyes. As confused as a bird can look anyhow. Stretching out its wings, it flew up and perched on Hep's shoulder.
"My loves," his voice strained slightly at the sight, "why do you have a bird?"
"It was in reach." They explained while continuing to add to the pile that had already doubled in size. He didn't even know what most of it was called, just that all of it was stolen. They had been pick pocketing, breaking and entering, and trespassing all day despite Sapnap's best efforts.
The scientists had offered to get them a place to stay while they took a day to go over the data and set up the machine to fix this mess. The only condition was that they lay low and not get into any trouble. Everything Hep did was trouble. At first it was amusing to see them open a vending machine like it was a personal ice box or pour all the hard candies out of the front desks bowl and into their handbag while making pleasant conversation. Now, it was just needless risk after needless risk.
"You want any?" Hep offered a banana while suddenly holding a cat in his arms.
"No!" Sapnap snapped, "I don't want a banana. I don't want a cat or a bird or whatever any of this. I don't need any of this. You don't need any of this! Just-" the smell of smoke stopped him short. The carpet had begun to smolder under his feet. The heat still simmered in the air as he swallowed back the burst of anger and told them, "Forget it. I'm taking a nap."
He stalked into the only other room and closed the door behind him sharply.
Hep could feel the vibrations of the sound like a punch to the gut. They went through the events of the day in their mind. "Oh." They turned to the two animals who stared at them from the table. "Oh, I've been a real moron. I- We can fix it. We can apologize. We've been so stupid."
This was easy. This was gonna be a breeze. They did it all the time separated: do something that frustrated Sapnap, apologize about it, get forgiven, then fluster him until he relaxed. The door was right there. There was absolutely nothing stopping them from going inside... They should probably empty their pockets first though, it would be really awkward if something fell out while he was apologizing.
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Sapnap laid stiffly on his back, staring at the ceiling. He'd snapped harder than he ever had before at either of them and he was starting to feel the regret seeping in. It was all things that needed to be said but saying them in a surge of emotions and nearly setting fire to the carpet was certainly not the best way of doing it.
"Knock knock," Hep called from the other side of the door, "Can I come in?" Oh, so now he asks to go places! Considering how many places he'd broken into today, Sapnap was almost surprised that Hep knew how to ask.
"I don't know," Sapnap replied back, "can't you just pick the lock?" XD, he didn't know where this level of snarkiness was coming from. He supposed he must have picked it up from the other two at some point, but he'd never snarked at either of them before. Is this what being petty was like? It was leaving quite a bitter feeling behind.
It was quiet for several minutes and Sapnap was beginning to wonder if Hep had gone off on another law breaking spree. Neither Karl nor Quackity stayed in one spot for long unless they felt like they had to, he figured Hep would be the same. But he hadn't heard footsteps walk away or any doors opening or closing. Were they hurt?
He quickly got up and strode over to the door, nearly stepping onto Hep on his way out.
"We-" Hep scrambled onto their feet, nearly falling over in their rush, "I didn't mean it."
"What?" Sapnap asked. He'd been so shocked that they were still there that they hadn't actually heard what they said.
Hep's face was pulled tight with regret yet their voice sounded like they were giving a sales pitch as they explained, "I didn't mean to make you so upset. I was just so excited to test out my skills that I kinda forgot about everything else. Including laws and stuff. I- We're sorry."
Strange body language aside, Sapnap couldn't stay mad when faced with a genuine apology. He knew he couldn't let the matter go entirely either. But he'd been a bit hot headed about it and the guilt was starting to eat at his mind.
He pulled them into a gentle hug. "Even if an apology doesn't make everything magically better, it's a good start." He could feel the way they melted into the hug with relief. If he wasn't still trying to put his foot down, he'd be scooping them into his arms and peppering kisses all over their face.
"So," Hep asked with a sly voice and shy smile, "can we cuddle now?"
Sapnap raised an eyebrow. He internationally debated the chances of Hep being able to read his mind, again. Still, they really needed to figure out what they were going to do about the pile of stolen goods. And the animals too.
"Come on. From what I can vaguely remember, Judge and Firecracker got cuddles. Don't you want cuddles?" Hep purred out while combing their fingers through his hair.
Cuddles sounded lovely. He could feel his resolve crumbling with second he stared into their mismatched eyes. It was hypnotic. One eye stayed a dark brown that nearly looked black while the other changed with every blink from yellow to pink to blue to -
He tore his eyes away as he tried to regain some semblance of order. Their eyes were beautiful but he needed to get them back on track. Then again, who said you couldn't have a serious discussion while cuddling?
"Fine," Sapnap tried to sound begrudging but the word was dripping with affection.
"Yes!" They cheered out, giggling as they pulled Sapnap back towards the bed. With a quick spin and a nudge, Sapnap was back to sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Scooch over bacon," they said as they waited for him to make room, "sizzlin' is moving in."
Sapnap laughed at the absurd saying. It was such a Karl thing to do, saying the strangest things that never failed to shock a laugh out of him. "Oh XD. You sound ridiculous!"
Hep joined him on the bed as the laughter faded out, nearly smacking Sapnap in the face with the wide floppy brim of their hat.
Normally, he'd be tempted to make some kind of joke or comment on it. Perhaps even come up with a ridiculous name for it too. Normally.
"You're still angry."
"I'm not angry."
"Yes, you are. I can tell," Hep turned to face him, pushing the brim of their hat out of the way so they could see. "I'm really good at reading body language. Like, freakishly good at it... when I'm focused on it." They add on at the end after seeing skepticism flood Sapnap's face.
Honestly, he was more than a little shocked at that but the more he thought about it the more obvious it became. Prowa's entire social structure seemingly revoled around subtle words and body language in a much more complex way than in Quarry. Needing to constantly keep in mind which tone someone used or look out for the slightest break in face, it resembled political debates more than any type of business meeting or casual social gathering.
And Karl... didn't really have a body language. He borrowed and mimicked other people's body language. From so many different dimensions. Every now and then he'd get confused and mix up some of the signals and scare someone half to death but he bounces back quick as a-
*thwap*
Sapnap definitely does not yelp when Hep turned their head and hit him with the brim of their hat. He merely let out a slightly high pitched sound of alarm.
"Careful. How about you take your hat off?" Wait, wasn't there some social rules about wearing hats in certain situations in Prowa? He couldn't remember what they were so he quickly added, "At least, while we're this close."
"Right, yah." Hep rolls their eyes fondly and he says it in a way that Sapnap knows he's going to get teased for something later. Then Hep slides off their hat with a dramatic flourish.
"Woh-" Hep recoils heavily once their hat is off. Sapnap almost bashes his head against the wall as he snaps to sit up. "This is weird." It's easy to see why when they blink over at him.
"Is-is that a third eye?" He asks more out of shock than anything else.
The entire eye is white with flakes of every color imaginable reflecting from the light. Opalescent. Iridescent. Prismatic. It's mesmerizing. It fits them in a way he never would have thought of himself.
"I wouldn't know. I can't see it but that would explain it. It's not too much of an eye sore for you, is it?"
Hep puts on a good poker face of confidence but it's dulled by the way they squint all three of their eyes. Their voice lacking its normal bravado and banter. If they want to talk about it later, they will. Maybe they'll talk about Sapnap's outburst too. But that was to be saved for a different time.
"I believe the correct term to describe your third eye would be 'absolute eye candy'." Sapnap tells them as he tugs at the knot in his headband. "Truly stunning to behold. But it seems to be causing you a bit of an eye sore. Allow me to help you with that, my Crown."
He presents the ribbon with a slight bow. He'd put on a silk one for a meeting that morning and had been tackled into a hug and a new dimension before he could swap it out. He was grateful for that now. This one didn't even have any dirt on it. He carefully wrapped it around their head and tied a frim yet gentle knot.
Hep laughed warmly at the use of the Prowan slang term. It was something that Sapnap only really attempted to do when he was in a good mood. Which ment, "You're not angry anymore."
"I can't be truly angry," he mumbled before taking their hand and pressing a chaste kiss to the knuckles, "not after seeing my kingdom looking like a kicked wolf cub. That's not to say I'm happy with all this. But I'm not angry about it anymore."
"I'll put some of it back. Later. I- we promise."
Sapnap felt the tension from the day finally fall from his shoulders. He held up their hand and pressed a gentle kiss to their palm.
"Thank you. I'll hold you to that."
"For now, mind if I make it up to you?"
Something in that tone of voice set off a bell in the back of his head. Not necessarily a bad bell. But something was up.
"Really? How so?" Sapnap questioned.
The smile Hep gave him was downright cheeky. They lightly ran their hand that wasn't being held up his arm and finished with a brush of their thumb over his collar bone. Their voice was a throaty purr as they explained, "Now that we're hitting on all eight I was thinking we could neck a little, or a lot if you'd like baby. A real looker like you deserves something nice after the flat tire of a day you've had."
Oh. Oh. That's what happens when you combine Karl's affinity for physical affection and Quackity's flirtatious behavior. You get ... well, Sapnap really can't understand exactly what is being offered but the energy alone is going to cause him to combust if it stays like this much longer.
"Ah," Hep pauses at Sapnap's gay panic, "too much?"
All he can do is nod and focus on keeping the burning of his face to a metaphorical sense. Thankfully, Hep leans back a little to give him space to recollect his thoughts.
"How about we just cuddle and see where it goes?" He offers as an olive branch.
"That's what we just offered you!"
... Sapnap doubts that but he doesn't have enough knowledge to dispute it.
So instead he carefully tugs Hep back over and holds them against his chest. They settle in, basking in each other presence, while the sun sets outside the hotel window. Everything wasn't perfect, but they were getting there and that's what mattered the most.
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IT'S FINISHED!!! I'VE WORKED FOR SO LONG!!! OH GOD IT'S DONE!!!!
Really though, there were times I doubted that I would get this done and to finish this final part is truly amazing. I hope you all enjoy every word of it!
A rundown of the Kaleidoscope (as of July 5th 2022)
Mauve Lens [Purple]
Aliases: The Mauve
Incarnations: An ornate purple shawl, scarf, or cloak.
Patron: Influence, gain, indulgence, prestige.
Nature: It is passive, blank, and supportive. It varies depending on whoever uses it and will forward their will. It is the most like a tool out of all the lenses; although most can be used in a similar way, the mauve does not posses or influence who it comes in contact with beyond the natural lure that comes with all forms of power.
Powers/Abilities: Granting influence. Subtly granting benefits to its chosen in ways that could appear as luck. It also can work more directly if commanded and constantly will work toward the desire. Even just as a cloak making them feel cool in a dessert or acting like armor when in danger.
Notable Users: Maeve Lolanthe Ambrosia (AKA Mary) used it to control and influence a large amount of people, including Karl.
Found: First appears in Aristrone, an urban-fantasy set dimension.
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Indigo Lens [Indigo]
Aliases: The Indigo, Forlorn
Incarnations: Deep translucent fabrics of phasing waves, evocative melodies of vocals or strings.
Patron: Memory, repression, grief, sorrow.
Nature: A neutral but powerful lens, passively and growing and drawing in. It washes over dimensions and slowly begins to drown them as it takes in the sorrow. The deeper into it you go the more lost you are.
Powers/Abilities: It drags in miseries and stories from all across the Over, other dimensions and worlds, and drags them in on its tide.
Notable Users: It can’t really be used but Karl listens to its stories and helps it not overflow.
Found: No set dimension of residence.
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Azure Lens [Blue]
Aliases: The Azure, Eve, Creation, Epiphany, Muse
Incarnations: Inspiration, an unknown muse, especially to technical minds. Blue energy/technology.
Nature: Aggressive but supportive. It’s a creative rather than outright destructive force but is single-minded and perseverance, as it’s a force. Much in the same way heat’s main goal is to be hot—it’s not going to stop and worry that it’s melting the wax that sustains it.
Powers/abilities: Pushes breakthroughs in the minds of innovators. Essentially speed runs the development of societies and can be channeled into a usable energy if worked with long enough.
Notable Users: Alex, T.U.B.B.O., Sam Awes
Found: Resides predominantly in Ywuscore but eventually moves to Orch.
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Teal Lens [Teal/Turquoise]
Aliases: The Teal, The Beguiling Mist, Siren’s Mask
Incarnations: A gas mask but with more colors and patterns as well as feathers attached to it, heavy blue-green mist, a cool feeling.
Patron: Emotion, sentiment, fortitude, reaction.
Nature: It’s a very active but undirected lens. It’s neutral although it’s rarely dormant. Unless left completely isolated with no one to reach, it will constantly be churning to the tune of the other’s emotions, including even animals.
Powers/Abilities: When used properly the lens allows mass manipulation of emotions through the creation of colorful mist. The mist is an extension of the user’s own emotions- if the user feels angry, anyone who breathes in that mist will feel that same anger- and that emotion can stack on top of any amount of existing emotion already felt by those affected by the mist. This makes sealing the mask properly around a user’s head important as they could get stuck in a feedback loop of emotion.
Notable Users: unnamed ancient leaders, a unnamed child.
Found: Currently unnamed dimension of residence - a world with villages on the surface and long tunnels of caves and underground water pools.
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Celadon Lens [Green]
Aliases: The Celadon, Creeping Stone
Incarnations: A green spreading crystalline infection
Patron: Torpor, decadence, indolence, apathy.
Nature: Acts like a virus opposed to Crimson’s infection. It is a slow but strong moving lens.
Powers/Abilities: Takes over the body, infesting muscles and joints with its stone until people are crystalized to almost statues. It doesn’t have direct control over the mind but the brain will numb on its own with the body over time.
Notable Users: it can’t be used traditionally but the theme park workers might count. Those who spread it would be the closest to a ‘user.’
Found: An unnamed dimension once filled with theme parks and bustling transports, now left a shell. Neglected metal oxidized into a green wasteland full of crystallized zombies.
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Sun Lens [Yellow]
Aliases: The Violin, Euphoria, Symphony, The Fiddle
Incarnations: A violin with intricate carvings of spider webs all over, yellow strings and thread, gold and yellow flecks of light.
Patron: Music, joy, obsession, control.
Nature: Active and benevolent. It harnesses itself in pleasantness and hones in on whatever brings it about. It does not exist or notice in necessarily healthy or safety, however, so its influence is just as detrimental when left unchecked and free as the rest of the Kaleidoscope. Despite what you might think at first glance. The forced positivity becomes almost cult-like and even hostile towards well being of people. If you’re perfectly happy even with a broken leg, why would anyone bother getting medical attention?
Powers/Abilities: It can channel good feeling and guide. It’s a bit like Azure in how it interacts/influences the societies it reigns in, and a bit like Crimson in the way it spreads through and consumes people.
Notable Users: A musician named Penelope
Found: Currently unnamed dimension where it has overtaken the whole society in a euphoric brainwashed state of service and submission to its light.
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Clementine Lens [Orange]
Aliases: The Clementine, Not.☆, Clem, The Unhuntable Beast, Pretty Kitty
Incarnations: a large creature that looks like a cross between a tiger, a boar, and a scorpion. It has tusks, orange fur with black stripes, and a scorpion tail, size between a car and a horse. Appears to fade in and out of opaqueness, almost like the texture of a portal.
Patron: Oblivion, unknown, hidden, introversion.
Nature: It’s a reclusive lens, will actively try to avoid things and need to be sought out. It’s like a wild animal trapped in a place it shouldn’t be. It’s the lens most closely tied to the Otherside. As a representation of Oblivion, which is nearly synonymous with inexistent, it’s the most uncomfortable to be out here and mostly needs to be comforted and drawn out in order to return it back to safety.
It’s abilities include: traveling to different dimensions, poisonous scorpion tail, and unnatural abilities (ie. Speed, strength, agility, senses). Fazing and an inconsistent size. Ability to take people and things into never existing (only until it’s returned to the Otherside, in which case it simply becomes guardian of all things lost forever.)
Notable Users: None
Found: No set dimension of residence.
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Crimson Lens [Red]
Aliases: The Crimson, Blood vines
Incarnations: Red flora, especially vines grown from an egg-like seed.
Patron: Power, passion, conquering, striving.
Nature: It is an aggressive lens, actively fiercely moving forward.
Abilities Include: It works by seeking out It works by warping your mind as a sort of infective possession, adding you to its empire. It can rebuild itself from the smallest seed, leaf, or root, growing it into a new egg.
Notable Users: More like it uses people than people use it. Notable people who’ve fallen to its control: Quackity, Charlie, and Schlatt.
Found: Appears in small bit all throughout the story. Is main insurgence comes later in the series, in Prowa.
consider mute clementine and very quiet or also mute teal. being friends. Lark can give them something like an interdimensional version of a speaking tablet but Clementine still likes not talking and being a presence more
hope yoou got some good sleep! I am currently unable to as I've miscalculated my meds for the week but I'll be fine by tomorrow. very tired buddies lol
Yesss!!! Mute Clementine who only communicates through body language and the occasional horse screaming or growling!!! Teal being mute and communicating through feelings, their Mist hair, and vibes!!! Like, I'm imagining that Teal can put their very specific emotions on people in such a way that it's almost like they talking. Like they send concepts of sentences and feelings into your brain.
Yah, I got some sleep, I'm mostly trying to get some me time in after yesterday. Get some space, breath. I'm doing better than I was before so that's good.
What would we rename skeppy and BBH I have an idea I want to write
Probably something after lava (bbh) and coal/diamond (Skeppy).
Actually, Lave is apparently a real name from Italy meaning "burning rock". Agner means "diamonds". Would those work? I do have my symbolism book, I can quickly flip through to see if I find anything if you'd like?
I like Lave for the king! I’m not sure about agner but it does sound cool. I started looking for things for last names: what do you think about Furvusater (a combinations of latin words for darkness) or Carbo (coal) I like the idea of a longer last name.
Maybe we could add something to it line Incarbo or Ircarbo or Sincecarbo and have it be skeppy’s name?
As fun as Furvusater sounds, I'm never going to be able to remember it. Carbo sounds like the best option to me, but we don't have to settle tonight. I'm honestly a bit tired and I'm going to have a likely longer than 10 hour car ride tomorrow going home from vacation.
Apparently Carbo is a shortening of Carbone, which also means Coal. It also has the word bone in it, which could make Saponite's annoyance with the bone cult 1000x funnier.
"Ah! Fellow friend of the bone cult! Person with bone in their name! Hello!"
"THIS IS THE FOURTH TIME THIS MONTH I'VE DISBANDED THIS CULT! STAY IN JAIL!"
"Haha! Funny joke, Car-Bone, we'll Humorous you today, but we'll be back at it tomorrow!"
