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My main fandoms that I'm into are TADC, Hazbin Hotel, Gravity Falls, and Genshin Impact.
I draw (sometimes) but I'm not that good. I enjoy writing but I rarely post it. Aaaaand.. I sing. But I doubt you'll ever hear any covers or anything.
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Oh right- and you can call me Ariana. Have fun I guess, or don't; I can't control you.
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Prepare for a long one, readers, because this is a little long!
I blinked. Where.. was I?
A.. circus? Everything is so bright.."
Oooh, what've we got here?~" A light, teasing, yet condescending voice sounded from behind me; "A ghost? How interesting.."
Turning around, I was face-to-face with.. a.. purple.. rabbit?.. man?.. "W-what- w-who are you?" I asked, stumbling backwards.. wait.. I didn't have legs- where were my legs?! WHERE WERE MY LEGS?!
"Hehe! I'm Jax! Nice to meetcha, new stuff~" Jax introduced himself, grinning. "My my! What have you found there, Jax?" A booming masculine voice called, sounding obnoxiously cheerful. As I spun around, my eye landed on a flying.. pair of.. dentures with a body and.. eyes inside the dentures? What the f[%$🎩!#]?!
"A newbie!" Jax giggled, walking to join the others, who I hadn't noticed before.. there was.. a.. doll, in a periwinkle blue dress with red hair.. a.. chess piece?.. in a purple cloak, a tall, yellow clown, someone with a body made of ribbons and a tragedy mask as a head, and.. a tall green frog person.
"O-oh, hey there, new stuff!" The doll spoke up, approaching me, "I'm Ragatha.. welcome to the circus!" She smiled, but I felt a knot appear in my stomach.. "U-uh.. that's.. nice.." I moved back, and the frog sniggered, "Back off Ragatha, you're scaring the newbie." They taunted, and Ragatha glared at them, but stopped getting closer.
"I'm Ribbit~" The frog introduced themself, taking a bow, to which Jax whispered, "Ooo, I didn't get a bow when we met.." causing Ribbit to stand up, elbowing him playfully, "Shut up~"
"U-uh, ignore them.." Ragatha spoke up again, "They're just.. troublemakers.."
"We call them the hop squad!" The yellow clown spoke up, letting out a laugh, and a fake smile flickered onto my lips, "Uh, cool- can I, uh.. leave? Sorry, this place is just.. really.. bright.."
"..leave?" The flying man asked, floating over beside me. "Sorry, but uh.. you can't leave." "..wh.. what."
"Haha, yup! You, my galactic horse racer, are stuck here, forever!!" He laughed happily.
"But.."
"No buts!! Now, let's get you your name!"
Suddenly, a large machine fell from the ceiling, letters beginning to randomize themselves.
"Why do I need a-" I paused. ..I.. I didn't know my name. Why.. didn't I know my name. WHY DIDN'T I KNOW MY NAME.
"Hmmm.. what about.. Thogs?" The floating mouth asked, and I looked up at him.
"Uh.. what."
"No? Alright, then.." The machine started spinning again.
"Lucid! There ya go, Lucid.. I like the sound of that!!!"
..I just stared at him. What.. was this place?..
"Kaufmo, Gangle, could you take Lucid to their room?"
"Sure thing, Caine!" The clown replied, "Come on, Lucid! Try not to float away when you see your room - I'm sure it'll be out of this world!"
With a hearty laugh, the clown started walking, the ribbon walking along with him, and all I could do was.. follow them.
"This.. hallway is w-where our rooms are.." The girl made of ribbon- Gangle, I guessed- tried to say. I just nodded.
"This one.. s-seems like it's.. yours?.." She asked, and the three of us stopped outside a door with a smiling, blue-skinned person with one, large eye and long hair.
"..oh. Cool, I.. guess." I mumbled.
"G-go ahead, open the door.." Gangle encouraged, and I reached for the handle, hesitantly glancing into the room.
The walls were a deep, royal blue, with lighter stripes randomly spread across them. There was a light purple bed with darker purple sheets, a small mirror, and a dresser with a few fidgets on top, along with a few alphabet blocks in the corner of the room, as well as a mirror.
"..huh."
"Call us if ya need anything!" Kaufmo called, already disappearing down the hallway. "H-hope you like it.." Gangle mumbled, before quietly walking away.
I stared at it all. ...what a weird place. Closing the door behind me, I floated forward, trembling.
With a nervous, shaky sigh, I looked up at the mirror.. and felt a sense of dread and confusion wash over me. "Wh- what?.."
My skin was blue and see-through.. I-I only had.. one eye?!.. and why did I only have three fingers?! I was.. floating?! What happened to me?! What.. what.. happened to.. "me"?..
I took a step back.. then another.. and another, landing on my bed.
I needed to leave.
I needed to get out.
I have to get out.
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"Do you think Lucid's gonna be ok?.." Ragatha asked Kaufmo nervously.
It was now dinner time, and no one had seen the new ghostly addition to the circus.
"She'll be fine, Ragatha!" Kaufmo laughed, "She just needs to adjust!!"
"Hey, think I should pay 'em a visit later?" Jax asked Ribbit, smirking, "Heh, bet they'd love some company," Ribbit replied, "Maybe introduce em to that spider from Kinger's collection."
Caine, the dentures, appeared in front of everyone, Bubble- a bubble with sharp teeth and beady black eyes- floating beside him. "After dinner, everyone, it's time for another adventure!!" He cried joyfully.
"B-but.. where's-" Gangle started, but Caine was already explaining the rules.
A month later.
"Heeeey newbie~" Jax called, knocking on the door. "You in there?~ Caine sent me to get you out~"
...
"Hm.. well, nothing a little lockpicking can't fix.." Jax muttered, pulling out a key. "This should do.."
Inserting the key, he grinned, the door swinging open. "Theeere we g-!.." he trailed off.
There on the bed, curled up and shaking, glitching, crying, silently screaming, was the half-abstracted form.. of Lucid.
"W-wh.. w-woah there newbie.. you're uh.. you're looking.. not so good there.." Jax stuttered, moving closer. What was he supposed to do? He'd never seen this before..
"Hey!" He tried again, getting closer after no response. "Pull yourself together! This isn't a f[%$🎩!#]ing emo contest.." He was now standing at their side.
"LUCID." He barked. Their eye snapped open, and they looked at him, trembling.
"Pull yourself the f[%$🎩!#] together, you absolute crybaby!" He scolded them, and surprisingly.. the abstraction went away, slowly, slowly, fading. "..y-yeah." They mumbled, "Yeah. I'm.. I'm just being dramatic." They looked down at themself.. weird. Black eyes now covered their dress.. well, whatever.
"Come on. Get to the main room. Caine will yell at me if I'm not back with you fast enough." Jax growled at them.
They followed him, shaking.. and from that day on, they promised themself to stay close to him.
They owed him their digital existence, didn't they? So.. they'd stay with him.. they'd be.. whatever he needed.. forever.
Ehe.. originally I actually only came on Tumblr in the first place because I wanted to follow Gooseworx; I wasn't really sure what to name myself, so.. I chose "idontwanttobehereeeeeee", before realizing I wanted to start posting
Hope that answers your question! :D
(I will probably be changing it in the future if possible though, just a warning..)
I'm really happy with how this turned out, especially considering I'm not used to using markers, let alone without a solid idea of where the art is going, so I'm feeling pretty good about this!
I realize that, despite having posted about them once on here (far from enough times), I haven't actually said anything about who Lucid IS. So, without further ado..
Some old pictures of my TADC OC, Lucid!
Then the lore dump:
Lucid is 21 years old, having joined the circus at 18 and quickly attempting to absolutely shut themself off from the entirety of the circus. Despite nearly abstracting the first month of being in the circus, they quickly became incredibly attached to Jax, after he opened the door to their room and found them having a panic attack, which they snapped out of after he called them an absolute idiot and crybaby who should get ahold of themself.
Since then, they've been quietly floating along near him, perfectly happy to let him use them as a punching bag for himself or as a shield from anyone else's wrath. When they can't be near Jax, their next best option is Zooble, who they often sit with while watching Jax carry out his shenanigans. Gangle, being pretty close to Zooble, is kind of close to Lucid as well - though mostly just as drawing buddies.
Ragatha, Lucid isn't completely sure what to think of her. While they feel.. mildly safe around her, they do feel slightly on guard around her at all times, likely due to their attachment to Jax and seeing the two often fight. Kinger would be best described as more of a.. a mostly absent dad that's still there when you need him. They're not that close with him, but don't completely mind his company.
But Caine. They cannot. Stand. Caine. Though they do their very best to keep it hidden, they feel so, so uncomfortable around him, and they just can't pinpoint why. Maybe it's because he's AI. Maybe it's because they've never felt safe around those in assigned positions of power. But for whatever reason, Caine is someone they'll avoid in any way possible whenever possible.
Bubble however, they get along with surprisingly well. They've played smash or pass with him once or twice, and agreed with him on every single smash and every single pass. And as for Pomni? They haven't developed a solid opinion on her yet. All they know is that as long as Jax doesn't start ignoring them for her, they're fine with the jester getting a *little* closer to him.
As for everything else about Lucid, here ya go:
Pronouns: she/they/it but prefer they or it (and he, but they haven't come to terms with it yet)
Gender: any but refers to themself as enby
Height: 6'0 (floats 2'7 off the ground, when their legs aren't present, which most of the time, they aren't, so technically they're only 4'5)
Sexuality: ...we will have to wait and see I suppose (probably partly skoliosexual aka attracted to trans or enby people)
As they lay awake in bed, they thought to themself.
"Maybe I should just go to sleep," Their brain whispered, the gravity of tiredness and the weight of their very skin pulling them into the soft, warm mattress.
They sighed, feeling the warm blanket covering their legs, and took a deep breath through their nose, smelling the familiar scent of their bed.
They glanced down at themself, the clothes still on from this morning, for they hadn't cared to put on pajamas.
They sighed again, though they weren't sure why.
Maybe it was the weight of today. Nothing special had happened today, which they were used to. Funny, how nothing can sometimes feel so heavy.
For the third time, they let out a heavy breath, their eyes closing.
Their fingers twitched.
Their stomach rose and fell with their breath.
Their bones themselves just felt so heavy.
"Maybe tomorrow will be different," They whispered to themselves, their lips barely moving.
...
They should really fall asleep. Why weren't they asleep yet?
...
"Sleep, goddammit.." They thought to themselves, their body tensing for a second.
Why must it be so hard just to rest?
For the final time, they sighed, and the weight of nothing closed their eyes, the warm blanket melting their muscles, and the silence infected their mind.
