Must I introduce myself?.. Hm, alright. Pleased to meet your acquaintance, I am but a textbook with a path already laid out for it. And for me, my path is to be Yoshihide's mentor. I look forward to inquiries you decide to bring to my attention.
..No.. I don't consider myself one of them anymore. Not after what I did to him.
GENERAL:
out of character
palermitan style : ic
former textbook : ldcio
mirrored pages : thumb apprentice heathcliff
dismantling technique : general
dueling : reblogs
a singular purpose : inbox
journal entries : ask game
hunters mark : art
INTERACTION:
two sides of the same coin (an-aspiring-star)
my fixer friend (middleapprentice-kickasskira)
fulfilling our duties (apprentice-oftheindex)
familiar red eyes (definitelynotdistorter)
yet another textbook (withasinglepurpose)
an artist's laments (fasciahungers)
EVENT:
desperate struggle (hos-valencina)
the... sinnerlings? (the-12-sinnerlings-assemble)
!! smile (april fools 2026 part 1)
!! tales of the former apprentice (april fools 2026 part 2)
!! the little apprentice (lucio turns into a toddler)
!! toys are us (kira distorts)
!! authors note (lucio distorts for the second time)
hello. so. i. im canon luci again. the distortion did still happen, he just doesn't recall it or knowing carmen that well. he remembers the plush, though
^ addition:
characters:
lucio (canon-divergent) — text looks like this
lucio (lotta-disperata) — text looks like this
lucio (heathcliff) — text looks like this
main ship of this blog is considered to be renluci. skate's ren and my lucio currently have a situationship. updates soon <3 /silly
I almost forgot, you and all of the house of spiders are invited to my party!!! It was very hard to find this place. Gather up all your friends, hell even the nursefathers can come. I'll see you there!
"Oh, wh.. Carmen?"
*Lucio looks up to see the rift, causing the cat to skitter away.*
"I kind of think everyone else is busy .. but I can come! Probably.."
I almost forgot, you and all of the house of spiders are invited to my party!!! It was very hard to find this place. Gather up all your friends, hell even the nursefathers can come. I'll see you there!
"Oh, wh.. Carmen?"
*Lucio looks up to see the rift, causing the cat to skitter away.*
"I kind of think everyone else is busy .. but I can come! Probably.."
I almost forgot, you and all of the house of spiders are invited to my party!!! It was very hard to find this place. Gather up all your friends, hell even the nursefathers can come. I'll see you there!
"Oh, wh.. Carmen?"
*Lucio looks up to see the rift, causing the cat to skitter away.*
"I kind of think everyone else is busy .. but I can come! Probably.."
I almost forgot, you and all of the house of spiders are invited to my party!!! It was very hard to find this place. Gather up all your friends, hell even the nursefathers can come. I'll see you there!
"Oh, wh.. Carmen?"
*Lucio looks up to see the rift, causing the cat to skitter away.*
"I kind of think everyone else is busy .. but I can come! Probably.."
*Lucio finally decided to be productive. It was about time for his daily training session. He got off his bed, and then noticed a large object covered with a cloth. He was a bit curious, since he didn't really seem to notice it before. But then again, he wasn't really aware of his surroundings in his room.*
*Lucio lifted the cloth off of the object, and found that it was a vanity with a shattered mirror. It had dried blood dripping from where it was cracked, and his reflection.. actually, was that even him?*
*His hand involuntarily reached out to touch the mirror. This wasn't him.. was it? He remembered looking different, he didn't remember this vanity, and he definitely didn't remember breaking the mirror on it.. so why?*
*He gasped, his mind spiraling. Why didn't anyone tell him? Why? Why does he look like this? Did anyone notice the change? WHEN was the change? He didn't remember wearing this scarf, he didn't remember wearing THIS, and.. he didn't feel like himself.*
"It's not about my appearance. I'm.. just not me. Do I deserve to be in this house? I am not the picture-perfect textbook that I was trained to be. D... Do I even deserve to have the title 'The Thumb Apprentice', and be compared to the rest of them?"
Hello, it's me again. Nice to see you. Don't worry about why I'm here. We're taking this time to focus on you. Who has been so focused on being a textbook.
"I think.. I've always had a place in the House. No matter how weird or funky I am, aren't all of us in this House odd as well? We've all carved out our own path, and I chose to follow in my Master's footsteps."
"But I also make my own choices along with achieving her goal. I'm not fully a textbook on paper, I'm just a story book formatted to be informational."
"..I deserve to be here. And I want to be here. For my friends. I want to be here to accompany them, to protect them. To just.. be here. I feel at home."
*Lucio realizes he's been rambling, and shuts up.*
*Lucio finally decided to be productive. It was about time for his daily training session. He got off his bed, and then noticed a large object covered with a cloth. He was a bit curious, since he didn't really seem to notice it before. But then again, he wasn't really aware of his surroundings in his room.*
*Lucio lifted the cloth off of the object, and found that it was a vanity with a shattered mirror. It had dried blood dripping from where it was cracked, and his reflection.. actually, was that even him?*
*His hand involuntarily reached out to touch the mirror. This wasn't him.. was it? He remembered looking different, he didn't remember this vanity, and he definitely didn't remember breaking the mirror on it.. so why?*
*He gasped, his mind spiraling. Why didn't anyone tell him? Why? Why does he look like this? Did anyone notice the change? WHEN was the change? He didn't remember wearing this scarf, he didn't remember wearing THIS, and.. he didn't feel like himself.*
"It's not about my appearance. I'm.. just not me. Do I deserve to be in this house? I am not the picture-perfect textbook that I was trained to be. D... Do I even deserve to have the title 'The Thumb Apprentice', and be compared to the rest of them?"
Hello, it's me again. Nice to see you. Don't worry about why I'm here. We're taking this time to focus on you. Who has been so focused on being a textbook.
"I think.. I've always had a place in the House. No matter how weird or funky I am, aren't all of us in this House odd as well? We've all carved out our own path, and I chose to follow in my Master's footsteps."
"But I also make my own choices along with achieving her goal. I'm not fully a textbook on paper, I'm just a story book formatted to be informational."
"..I deserve to be here. And I want to be here. For my friends. I want to be here to accompany them, to protect them. To just.. be here. I feel at home."
*Lucio realizes he's been rambling, and shuts up.*
*Lucio finally decided to be productive. It was about time for his daily training session. He got off his bed, and then noticed a large object covered with a cloth. He was a bit curious, since he didn't really seem to notice it before. But then again, he wasn't really aware of his surroundings in his room.*
*Lucio lifted the cloth off of the object, and found that it was a vanity with a shattered mirror. It had dried blood dripping from where it was cracked, and his reflection.. actually, was that even him?*
*His hand involuntarily reached out to touch the mirror. This wasn't him.. was it? He remembered looking different, he didn't remember this vanity, and he definitely didn't remember breaking the mirror on it.. so why?*
*He gasped, his mind spiraling. Why didn't anyone tell him? Why? Why does he look like this? Did anyone notice the change? WHEN was the change? He didn't remember wearing this scarf, he didn't remember wearing THIS, and.. he didn't feel like himself.*
"It's not about my appearance. I'm.. just not me. Do I deserve to be in this house? I am not the picture-perfect textbook that I was trained to be. D... Do I even deserve to have the title 'The Thumb Apprentice', and be compared to the rest of them?"
Hello, it's me again. Nice to see you. Don't worry about why I'm here. We're taking this time to focus on you. Who has been so focused on being a textbook.
"I think.. I've always had a place in the House. No matter how weird or funky I am, aren't all of us in this House odd as well? We've all carved out our own path, and I chose to follow in my Master's footsteps."
"But I also make my own choices along with achieving her goal. I'm not fully a textbook on paper, I'm just a story book formatted to be informational."
"..I deserve to be here. And I want to be here. For my friends. I want to be here to accompany them, to protect them. To just.. be here. I feel at home."
*Lucio realizes he's been rambling, and shuts up.*
*Lucio finally decided to be productive. It was about time for his daily training session. He got off his bed, and then noticed a large object covered with a cloth. He was a bit curious, since he didn't really seem to notice it before. But then again, he wasn't really aware of his surroundings in his room.*
*Lucio lifted the cloth off of the object, and found that it was a vanity with a shattered mirror. It had dried blood dripping from where it was cracked, and his reflection.. actually, was that even him?*
*His hand involuntarily reached out to touch the mirror. This wasn't him.. was it? He remembered looking different, he didn't remember this vanity, and he definitely didn't remember breaking the mirror on it.. so why?*
*He gasped, his mind spiraling. Why didn't anyone tell him? Why? Why does he look like this? Did anyone notice the change? WHEN was the change? He didn't remember wearing this scarf, he didn't remember wearing THIS, and.. he didn't feel like himself.*
"It's not about my appearance. I'm.. just not me. Do I deserve to be in this house? I am not the picture-perfect textbook that I was trained to be. D... Do I even deserve to have the title 'The Thumb Apprentice', and be compared to the rest of them?"
Hello, it's me again. Nice to see you. Don't worry about why I'm here. We're taking this time to focus on you. Who has been so focused on being a textbook.
"I think.. I've always had a place in the House. No matter how weird or funky I am, aren't all of us in this House odd as well? We've all carved out our own path, and I chose to follow in my Master's footsteps."
"But I also make my own choices along with achieving her goal. I'm not fully a textbook on paper, I'm just a story book formatted to be informational."
"..I deserve to be here. And I want to be here. For my friends. I want to be here to accompany them, to protect them. To just.. be here. I feel at home."
*Lucio realizes he's been rambling, and shuts up.*
*Lucio finally decided to be productive. It was about time for his daily training session. He got off his bed, and then noticed a large object covered with a cloth. He was a bit curious, since he didn't really seem to notice it before. But then again, he wasn't really aware of his surroundings in his room.*
*Lucio lifted the cloth off of the object, and found that it was a vanity with a shattered mirror. It had dried blood dripping from where it was cracked, and his reflection.. actually, was that even him?*
*His hand involuntarily reached out to touch the mirror. This wasn't him.. was it? He remembered looking different, he didn't remember this vanity, and he definitely didn't remember breaking the mirror on it.. so why?*
*He gasped, his mind spiraling. Why didn't anyone tell him? Why? Why does he look like this? Did anyone notice the change? WHEN was the change? He didn't remember wearing this scarf, he didn't remember wearing THIS, and.. he didn't feel like himself.*
"It's not about my appearance. I'm.. just not me. Do I deserve to be in this house? I am not the picture-perfect textbook that I was trained to be. D... Do I even deserve to have the title 'The Thumb Apprentice', and be compared to the rest of them?"
Hello, it's me again. Nice to see you. Don't worry about why I'm here. We're taking this time to focus on you. Who has been so focused on being a textbook.
"I think.. I've always had a place in the House. No matter how weird or funky I am, aren't all of us in this House odd as well? We've all carved out our own path, and I chose to follow in my Master's footsteps."
"But I also make my own choices along with achieving her goal. I'm not fully a textbook on paper, I'm just a story book formatted to be informational."
"..I deserve to be here. And I want to be here. For my friends. I want to be here to accompany them, to protect them. To just.. be here. I feel at home."
*Lucio realizes he's been rambling, and shuts up.*
*Lucio finally decided to be productive. It was about time for his daily training session. He got off his bed, and then noticed a large object covered with a cloth. He was a bit curious, since he didn't really seem to notice it before. But then again, he wasn't really aware of his surroundings in his room.*
*Lucio lifted the cloth off of the object, and found that it was a vanity with a shattered mirror. It had dried blood dripping from where it was cracked, and his reflection.. actually, was that even him?*
*His hand involuntarily reached out to touch the mirror. This wasn't him.. was it? He remembered looking different, he didn't remember this vanity, and he definitely didn't remember breaking the mirror on it.. so why?*
*He gasped, his mind spiraling. Why didn't anyone tell him? Why? Why does he look like this? Did anyone notice the change? WHEN was the change? He didn't remember wearing this scarf, he didn't remember wearing THIS, and.. he didn't feel like himself.*
"It's not about my appearance. I'm.. just not me. Do I deserve to be in this house? I am not the picture-perfect textbook that I was trained to be. D... Do I even deserve to have the title 'The Thumb Apprentice', and be compared to the rest of them?"
Hello, it's me again. Nice to see you. Don't worry about why I'm here. We're taking this time to focus on you. Who has been so focused on being a textbook.
*Lucio finally decided to be productive. It was about time for his daily training session. He got off his bed, and then noticed a large object covered with a cloth. He was a bit curious, since he didn't really seem to notice it before. But then again, he wasn't really aware of his surroundings in his room.*
*Lucio lifted the cloth off of the object, and found that it was a vanity with a shattered mirror. It had dried blood dripping from where it was cracked, and his reflection.. actually, was that even him?*
*His hand involuntarily reached out to touch the mirror. This wasn't him.. was it? He remembered looking different, he didn't remember this vanity, and he definitely didn't remember breaking the mirror on it.. so why?*
*He gasped, his mind spiraling. Why didn't anyone tell him? Why? Why does he look like this? Did anyone notice the change? WHEN was the change? He didn't remember wearing this scarf, he didn't remember wearing THIS, and.. he didn't feel like himself.*
"It's not about my appearance. I'm.. just not me. Do I deserve to be in this house? I am not the picture-perfect textbook that I was trained to be. D... Do I even deserve to have the title 'The Thumb Apprentice', and be compared to the rest of them?"
Hello, it's me again. Nice to see you. Don't worry about why I'm here. We're taking this time to focus on you. Who has been so focused on being a textbook.
