Greatest in the Galaxy speaking...

*Sighs* So, Peepers convinced me to make this stupid blog cause - if I'm going to rule the galaxy - you might as well get to know your new ruler! Send in questions, if you want. I MIGHT answer. ...Well?! HURRY UP! (RP blog for Lord Hater from Wander Over Yonder.) (RP admin: wander-over-the-words) M!A: None.

[numberonesuperstar]

Did you ever wanted to be in your planets army?

“It’s not so much an ARMY. More like Obsidon hiring random people to protect him. Even still - no. They wouldn’t let me in anyways.”

[numberonesuperstar]

Hater, what do you think of knights?

"As long as they don't try to mess with ME, they're...I dunno. Whatever. Except that Brad Starlight guy - HAAAATE HIIIM."

[thebigbluezbornak]

[thebigbluezbornak]

Sylvia sighed and stared at her gloves. “I guess…I should try again?” she made another blue flame appear, but it…

[thebigbluezbornak]

She shrugged. “I dunno. It’s not like I was taught any of this stuff…”

[numberonesuperstar]

Hater’s frown dropped, his horns angling upwards in surprise, “…Your dad didn’t teach you…?”

[thebigbluezbornak]

Transformation (Closed)

[thebigbluezbornak]

Sylvia sighed and stared at her gloves. “I guess…I should try again?” she made another blue flame appear, but it started to grow. She slammed down her hand on her palm quickly enough to stop the fire from spreading. “Why can’t I get this?”

[numberonesuperstar]

Alright. Now she just looked stupid. “What’re you DOING?” He asked, loud enough for her to hear.

[thebigbluezbornak]

"Huh?" Sylvia whipped her head around, recognizing it. "Ha-" she paused, realizing she didn’t look like herself…and she didn’t want to be captured, either. "…w-what do you mean?"

[numberonesuperstar]

“You.” He frowned, “What’re you DOING? Making those flames and everything.”

[thebigbluezbornak]

Her blue eyes flickered side to side. “…making flames. What else does it look like?”

[numberonesuperstar]

“Flames aren’t exactly COMMON with us. Where’s the sparks? The lightning? You should know this stuff.”

[thebigbluezbornak]

Sylvia blinked. “…what stuff?” Grod, she knew she was too weird…it seemed like she wasn’t really the same species as Hater. She supposed ti was because of the transformation. “All I can do is fire…I think.”

[numberonesuperstar]

Hater’s face twisted into confusion. Fire? “That’s weird. How can you ONLY do fire?”

[eyeballcommander]

Pandora gave a little nod, her brow still furrowed guiltily, “…’kay…”

Hater gave Tom another sour look before standing up and brushing off his cloak, “And don’t even THINK about sneaking out, either.”

Peepers scooped her up in his arms and held her close as he cooed, “Oh come on, cheer up, aren’t you happy to get to go to the beach?”

Tom groaned and rolled his eye. “Yeah yeah, don’t worry, I won’t. I’m staying right here, I swear.”

[numberonesuperstar]

Pandora peeked up at him nervously, “Yeah…”

Hater stared at him for a moment, then his frown deepened, “I don’t like your tone.”

[numberonesuperstar]

((Okay, did NOT mean to disappear like that yesterday! Fell asleep while typing. Whoops. Sorry.

Anyways, my internet’s been really bad lately, so if I suddenly disappear for awhile, it’s more than likely because of that. Brother’s been trying to fix it, but not much progress so…yeah. Might just go for a bit.))

[numberonesuperstar]

"Hey, Mr. Hater!"

"Uh….hi?"

[wander-that-fuzzy-thing-blog1]

Wander removed his mask. “It’s me, Wander!”

[numberonesuperstar]

"W-WANDER?! WHAT - HOW THE - WHAT?!"

[numberonesuperstar]

"hot chocolate"

Send ” hot chocolate” for my muse’s reaction to you bringing them a cup of hot chocolate

"Huh? Wha - " He looked up at her, alarmed, then his brow furrowed, "What’re you doing?"

[thebigbluezbornak]

"It’s cold and snowing. Figured you might want some." she shrugged. "My own recipe, I’ve been making it for years."

[numberonesuperstar]

He looked at the mug questionably, then hugged himself a little (though more in a way to keep his hands to himself; that hot chocolate smelled delicious), “I don’t feel cold like you do…”

[thebigbluezbornak]

"Well…can you feel warm?"

[numberonesuperstar]

“Sorta.”

[thebigbluezbornak]

"Then the chocolate’ll warm you up some I guess. You don’t have to drink it if you don’t want…not that I’d force you or anything."

[numberonesuperstar]

There was a pause, silence, then he snatched the mug from her, “Not to warm me up or anything…” He grumbled, taking a sip.

[thebigbluezbornak]

Transformation (Closed)

[thebigbluezbornak]

Sylvia sighed and stared at her gloves. “I guess…I should try again?” she made another blue flame appear, but it started to grow. She slammed down her hand on her palm quickly enough to stop the fire from spreading. “Why can’t I get this?”

[numberonesuperstar]

Alright. Now she just looked stupid. “What’re you DOING?” He asked, loud enough for her to hear.

[thebigbluezbornak]

"Huh?" Sylvia whipped her head around, recognizing it. "Ha-" she paused, realizing she didn’t look like herself…and she didn’t want to be captured, either. "…w-what do you mean?"

[numberonesuperstar]

“You.” He frowned, “What’re you DOING? Making those flames and everything.”

[thebigbluezbornak]

Her blue eyes flickered side to side. “…making flames. What else does it look like?”

[numberonesuperstar]

“Flames aren’t exactly COMMON with us. Where’s the sparks? The lightning? You should know this stuff.”

[numberonesuperstar]

"Hey, Mr. Hater!"

"Uh....hi?"

[numberonesuperstar]

"hot chocolate"

Send ” hot chocolate” for my muse’s reaction to you bringing them a cup of hot chocolate

"Huh? Wha - " He looked up at her, alarmed, then his brow furrowed, "What’re you doing?"

[thebigbluezbornak]

"It’s cold and snowing. Figured you might want some." she shrugged. "My own recipe, I’ve been making it for years."

[numberonesuperstar]

He looked at the mug questionably, then hugged himself a little (though more in a way to keep his hands to himself; that hot chocolate smelled delicious), “I don’t feel cold like you do…”

[thebigbluezbornak]

"Well…can you feel warm?"

[numberonesuperstar]

“Sorta.”

[thebigbluezbornak]

Transformation (Closed)

[thebigbluezbornak]

Sylvia sighed and stared at her gloves. “I guess…I should try again?” she made another blue flame appear, but it started to grow. She slammed down her hand on her palm quickly enough to stop the fire from spreading. “Why can’t I get this?”

[numberonesuperstar]

Alright. Now she just looked stupid. “What’re you DOING?” He asked, loud enough for her to hear.

[thebigbluezbornak]

"Huh?" Sylvia whipped her head around, recognizing it. "Ha-" she paused, realizing she didn’t look like herself…and she didn’t want to be captured, either. "…w-what do you mean?"

[numberonesuperstar]

“You.” He frowned, “What’re you DOING? Making those flames and everything.”

[numberonesuperstar]

"hot chocolate"

Send ” hot chocolate” for my muse’s reaction to you bringing them a cup of hot chocolate

"Huh? Wha - " He looked up at her, alarmed, then his brow furrowed, "What’re you doing?"

[thebigbluezbornak]

"It’s cold and snowing. Figured you might want some." she shrugged. "My own recipe, I’ve been making it for years."

[numberonesuperstar]

He looked at the mug questionably, then hugged himself a little (though more in a way to keep his hands to himself; that hot chocolate smelled delicious), “I don’t feel cold like you do…”

[thebigbluezbornak]

Transformation (Closed)

[numberonesuperstar]

thebigbluezbornak:

[thebigbluezbornak]

"Okay, so I just…" Syl focused for a second, before looking down. She cupped a small blue flame in her hands. "…Huh. That was easy, I guess-" the fire exploded catching onto a nearby tree. "GROP!" she frantically tried to pat out the flames (which were still blue, but as hot as normal orange flames.)

Hater was content to stay in his own thoughts when the sudden exclamation brought his attention around. He jolted and looked in Sylvia’s direction, his eyes immediately widening and his horns shooting upwards. Was that…no…couldn’t be…was that a member of HIS species?! OFF of Krania?! No way!

"Grop, grop grop!" Thankfully her gloves were insulated (though she doubted she’d be burned anyways, having no skin,) as she stopped the tree from burning. "Greesh…that could’ve gone better."

[numberonesuperstar]

He tilted his skull to the side. What…was she doing? Flames? What - he didn’t get it. What was she…? His brow arched further.

[thebigbluezbornak]

Sylvia sighed and stared at her gloves. “I guess…I should try again?” she made another blue flame appear, but it started to grow. She slammed down her hand on her palm quickly enough to stop the fire from spreading. “Why can’t I get this?”

[numberonesuperstar]

Alright. Now she just looked stupid. “What’re you DOING?” He asked, loud enough for her to hear.

[numberonesuperstar]

"hot chocolate"

Send " hot chocolate" for my muse's reaction to you bringing them a cup of hot chocolate

"Huh? Wha - " He looked up at her, alarmed, then his brow furrowed, "What're you doing?"

[thebigbluezbornak]

Transformation (Closed)

[numberonesuperstar]

thebigbluezbornak:

[thebigbluezbornak]

"Okay, so I just…" Syl focused for a second, before looking down. She cupped a small blue flame in her hands. "…Huh. That was easy, I guess-" the fire exploded catching onto a nearby tree. "GROP!" she frantically tried to pat out the flames (which were still blue, but as hot as normal orange flames.)

Hater was content to stay in his own thoughts when the sudden exclamation brought his attention around. He jolted and looked in Sylvia’s direction, his eyes immediately widening and his horns shooting upwards. Was that…no…couldn’t be…was that a member of HIS species?! OFF of Krania?! No way!

"Grop, grop grop!" Thankfully her gloves were insulated (though she doubted she’d be burned anyways, having no skin,) as she stopped the tree from burning. "Greesh…that could’ve gone better."

[numberonesuperstar]

He tilted his skull to the side. What…was she doing? Flames? What - he didn’t get it. What was she…? His brow arched further.

[mother-of-a-wanderer]

Hater's stomach did little flips as he landed the ship down on Yonderia. It was understandable, he supposed. The last time they'd seen each other - the month before last - they'd both been wounded by the same person. His wrist was still in a cast, though it was getting better. It took him a whole ten minutes before he worked up the courage to leave the ship, another before he could go to the palace, but only five to ask a guard if he could see Aurora. He just hoped she'd be happy to see him...

Light music was playing in the background to keep her relaxed yet awake as she worked. The same old paperwork as usual, not too exhausting, but not too exciting or fun either… Still, Aurora didn’t mind too much, it was her job after all.

'Maybe when I'm finished I'll take a small walk around town,' she thought to herself, 'Or see if Ruby wants to spend some time with me.' After going nearly two months without seeing either of her sons - though she did have a nice conversation with Wander over the phone one of the days - she was feeling pretty lonely. But she hid it well, just as she always hid her feelings when she was around those that expected her to act professionally. Just as she had been taught to do…

"Your majesty?" Blinking, Aurora looked up. "Lord Hater is here, and he’s requesting a visit with you." That made her sit up straighter. Hater was here? And he still wanted to see her?

Hiding her smile the best she could - but even then it still couldn’t help but show - Aurora nodded. “Thank you,” she told the guard, “I will be down there shortly.” 

[mother-of-a-wanderer]

  "…What," Aurora started to say, finding her voice, "What do you mean by ‘cruel’? What things have you gone through or had to do during this mission?"

[numberonesuperstar]

Vulcin’s face paled immediately, his expression blank, then he said slowly, “Things that have made me wake up in the night - screaming.” Hater’s horns lowered a little as Vulcin looked off in the distance, as though he was remembering all of these things. It took Hater snapping his fingers in front of Vulcin’s face to make him come back to reality, and he did so with a terrified jolt.

[mother-of-a-wanderer]

"Oh my…" And here she was thinking he was mostly a traveler doing a small yet important job on the side. "I… I’m so sorry, Vulcin."

[numberonesuperstar]

Vulcin gave a forced shrug, “It’s fine. Not like it’s your fault.”

[mother-of-a-wanderer]

"Still… I shouldn’t have asked. My apologies." She gave a small bow.

[numberonesuperstar]

He waved a hand, “Forget it. No worries.” He looked to Hater, who was back to staring into space.

The overlord took a moment, then buried his face into his arms. “…Not fair, though…”

[mother-of-a-wanderer]

She gave a small, sad nod. “Definitely not fair…”

[numberonesuperstar]

“Life isn’t fair, sorry to say.” Vulcin went on, leaning his head against one hand. “My boss doesn’t like me much, either. Sucks to be us, I guess.”

“Do you seriously HAVE to go?” Hater raised his head slightly to address him better. The look he had was almost begging.

But Vulcin nodded all the same, “Yeah, Hater. No more getting out of it this time.”

Hater’s mouth opened to respond, but his words were lost to him, so he instead forced his face back into his forearms.

[mother-of-a-wanderer]

"…Well, I wish you safe travels, Vulcin," Aurora told him with a sort of sad smile, "and, perhaps this job of yours won’t last too much longer."

[numberonesuperstar]

“I dunno about that.” Vulcin shrugged, smiling all the same, “But thanks, Aurora. It was really nice seeing you again. Got a new necklace! I didn’t comment on it before - noticed, didn’t comment. Some might see that as rude, so I’m sorry if you do. Looks nice! Suits you!”