Rewriting fate is a tricky business

Fergus Mackenzie | 17 year old son of Mor'du | He wanted to change his fate. He got what he asked for | Straight | Part of @askthedescendantshq closed rp group | Penned by Flynn!

[princeofsecondchances]

Solo: Never

Fergus tapped his feet anxiously. His heart was pounding. Everything was wrong.

Future clan chief. Yeah, sure. There was no way he could be chief. He'd simply screw everything up. That was all he ever did. He'd never live up to his dad's legacy. Never.

He could barely protect himself sometimes. How could he possibly protect a whole clan? Keep them all safe? It was pointless to try. Maybe he should just abandon it all. Let one of his brothers lead instead. Otherwise he'd destroy the clan.

He got up and walked into the bathroom, sitting down against the wall as he ran his hand through his hair. Fergus knew he was worthless. Everyone he cared for hated him. His parents, his siblings, his people. He was the useless one. Unneeded. Unwanted.

Fergus stayed in the bathroom all night crying.

[ixputxaxspellxonxyou]

"This place is the worst!" Winona spat, shaking her head as she stood by the lake. She had been admiring the view, finding that she loved watching nature when noone else was around, when she had felt someone shove her into the lake. By the time she surfaced, the pusher had run off and Winona growled.

She was trying to dry out the best she could without using magic, wanting to do some things a normal way if she could, when she heard someone cough behind her.

She twirled around and crossed her arms. "Yes, can I help you? What, you've never seen a girl who has fallen into a lake before?"

[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus wandered the woods with a blanket slung over his shoulder, looking for the perfect place to watch the local animals. Animal life was always something that interested him. He stopped walking, however, upon hearing a splash, accompanied by someone running past him.

Taking a look over the top of the hill, he hurried down to meet the girl, haphazardly putting down his bag of food. "No, I have. But you looked cold. Here." Fergus held out the blanket with a nervous smile, glancing down at the lake anxiously. "You need it more than I do."

[princeofsecondchances]

Dad, any embarassing stories you can share with us about Fergus?

"Ah, I've got plenty. When he was six years old, he came running home crying that he'd gotten bitten by a snake. Of course, both me and his mother were afraid for his health and took him to the healer right away. Once we got down there, we discovered that he hadn't actually been bitten - he just wanted an excuse to come inside because he didn't like the rain."

[askboygenius]

Closed Starter: New Home

Spencer knew the statistics for staying in an on campus high school vs a public high school. He'd read up on the bullying rates and the likelihood of having a roommate that hated him. In short, he was terrified.

The dorm was big enough. The empty half of the room was about as big of a room as he was used to. He set his bag down on the bed and sat down next to it, staring off into space for a moment before he heard someone else into the room. "Hi, I'm Spencer Ridley. You must be Fergus; I'm your new roommate." He popped up off the bed, but didn't go to shake the other boy's hand. "I wasn't sure how this worked, so I waited till you got here before I actually unpacked anything in case I moved something I wasn't supposed to on accident or something. According to a study I read, while both men and women are territorial about their space, men tend to be more hostile about it being encroached upon than women. There is something to say about socialization and how women are raised differently, but-" He stopped himself and dropped his head slightly, not making eye contact. "Sorry."

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[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus was more than excited to meet his roommate. He'd gotten word that he would be getting one earlier that day, and had been nothing but ecstatic since. He wanted to start things off on the right foot, so he'd gone to buy a big bag of sweets, hoping he'd gotten at least one thing this future friend would like.

He stepped into the room, a large grin on his face. "Indeed, I am. It's wonderful to meet you, Spencer." He went over and held out his hand, but his smile slowly evaporated as he heard the worry in his voice. "You don't have to be sorry. You are obviously passionate about sharing your knowledge. If you would like, I can help you unpack your belongings while you share more about a topic that makes you happy." He held up the bag. "And I brought sweets. In case you like them."

[princeofsecondchances]

Solo: Fate

Fergus ran through the valley. He was only ten; he had no real responsibilities to avoid. Not yet. But he'd heard the legend. The wisps, legend said, would grant wishes to those who caught them.

And he'd spotted one. So he ran after it, through the forest and the valley, hoping to maybe, just maybe, catch it.

A blue light. Yes! Fergus ran faster, as fast as his legs would carry him. He reached out a hand. Just a little farther-

The boy let out a scream as his foot caught on a root. He tumbled to the ground, rolling down a hill. Eventually he stopped, coming to a rough halt at the base of the hill. He panted heavily.

Then he heard the ghostly whisper of the wisps. The quiet, childlike whispers. Fergus looked up, gasping. Just in front of him floated a wisp. Was he meant to fall? Was he meant to end up there? Was that his fate?

The prince reached out and gently grabbed the ball of light. It was warm. His palm tingled.

"What is your wish?" it whispered.

Fergus thought for a long moment. Did he make a wish now? Or did he save it? Save it until he truly needed it?

"I don't have one," he said eventually, "not yet."

"Yes, master," it murmured.

Fergus put the wisp in his satchel. Now he needed something to keep it in. But first, he should find a way back to the castle.

[princeofsecondchances]

Closed Starter: Making Friends to Make Amends (Fergus/Audrey)

Fergus had heard about Audrey. What she'd done had been talked about by traveling minstrels, though thankfully her curse hadn't been powerful enough to reach Dunbroch. But he could see the way it had affected the people of Auradon. There were Isle kids who seemed afraid, and others who were just angry. There were Auradon kids who were being extra cheery with their Isle friends.

But not a single one of them seemed to him to want to forgive Audrey.

Fergus knew what that could be like - and he didn't want her to face it alone. So he spent most of the day wandering the halls, searching for the former princess. He eventually found her sitting at a table alone in the furthest corner of the garden. Walking over, he sat down with her, putting a brown paper bag on the table.

"Hello," he smiled. "My name is Fergus. Would you like a sandwich? I believe they're called 'grilled cheese'."

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[recklessxjunglexprincess]

Don’t Need a Hero but Thanks

Kali laughed as she ran away from the pack of dogs chasing her. She had irked them to the point of them snapping… which was her goal. She had always been a rebel. A rule breaker. An instigator. Some people would say troublemaker, but that’s a subjective opinion. She found being different and doing what she wanted to do was fun, and as long as no one got hurt in the process, she didn’t care about breaking rules.

She jumped and climbed the nearest tree. When she got to a sturdy branch, she moved and sat on it, looking down at the dogs as they barked at her. These dogs seemed to not know how to climb a tree, so she laughed some more at them. She paused when she saw someone coming towards her, though, and tilted her head. 

“What are you doing?”

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[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus didn’t quite know what to expect upon arrival in Auradon. But he certainly didn’t expect to see a young girl running from a pack of dogs. He dropped his things where he stood and ran after her, his amulet bouncing against his chest.

Running up near the tree, he looked up at the girl, furrowing his brows. “You’re running from… Are you not in danger?”

[recklessxjunglexprincess]

“Pfft! No.” She laughed at the thought of her in danger. Sure, she may have gotten into what other people might consider dangerous situations on numerous occasions, but she always knew how to get herself out of them. 

She pulled out a bag of dog treats from her back pocket and waved them in the air. The dogs immediately stopped barking, their eyes locked onto the treats. “You want them?” Kali taunted and took about ten out of the bag. “Then go get them.” She chucked them as far as she could away from the tree and watched as they ran towards them. 

Once they were far enough away, she jumped out of the tree and landed in front of the guy. “Well, thanks for coming to try and help me.” She giggled and held her hand out. “I’m Kali. It’s nice to meet you.”

[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus blinked. Well, now he felt like an idiot. He'd rushed off to save someone without truly observing the situation. Maybe he should have reigned in that urge to be a hero.

He cleared his throat, watching the dogs run off. He took a small step back as she jumped from the tree. "Right." Fergus took her hand, shaking it firmly. "Fergus. But if you'd like you can call me Guy Who Doesn't Observe Situations Well Enough," he chuckled.

[princeofsecondchances]

Open Starter: Swimming

Fergus looked out at the pool, trying to keep his breathing steady. The water was a dark and mysterious mistress, even in a contained building. He was always afraid of water growing up, always afraid of taking the wrong step on the edge of a lake, afraid of slipping under the surface. Just the thought sent a chill up his spine. But here... maybe he could take steps towards conquering that fear.

He shook out his arms, trying to stop his hands from trembling. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths. It's a contained space. There are people around. I won't be hurt.

A tap on his shoulder jolted Fergus out of his thoughts. He looked over at the person next to him. "I'm-I'm sorry, did you say something?"

[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus felt a little relief at the comment about not swimming. At least he wasn't alone.

"Queen Clarion?" he asked. "So you're a fairy?" He paused, looking around a little. "You don't steal children, do ye?"

[frost-flower-child]

Now this wasn’t something Jason was expecting.

Jason looked at Fergus, very confused. “...What fairies steal children? I’ve never heard of them living in Pixie Hollow.”

[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus chuckled, sighing. "Legend has it that the fair folk break into houses of new parents and steal the infants, and replace them with a fairy child." He gestured toward Jason. "Obviously the legends are wrong. Unless you're here to warn me of my impending death."

[princeofsecondchances]

Open Starter: Swimming

Fergus looked out at the pool, trying to keep his breathing steady. The water was a dark and mysterious mistress, even in a contained building. He was always afraid of water growing up, always afraid of taking the wrong step on the edge of a lake, afraid of slipping under the surface. Just the thought sent a chill up his spine. But here... maybe he could take steps towards conquering that fear.

He shook out his arms, trying to stop his hands from trembling. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths. It's a contained space. There are people around. I won't be hurt.

A tap on his shoulder jolted Fergus out of his thoughts. He looked over at the person next to him. "I'm-I'm sorry, did you say something?"

[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus felt a little relief at the comment about not swimming. At least he wasn't alone.

"Queen Clarion?" he asked. "So you're a fairy?" He paused, looking around a little. "You don't steal children, do ye?"

[princeofsecondchances]

Open Starter: Swimming

Fergus looked out at the pool, trying to keep his breathing steady. The water was a dark and mysterious mistress, even in a contained building. He was always afraid of water growing up, always afraid of taking the wrong step on the edge of a lake, afraid of slipping under the surface. Just the thought sent a chill up his spine. But here... maybe he could take steps towards conquering that fear.

He shook out his arms, trying to stop his hands from trembling. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths. It's a contained space. There are people around. I won't be hurt.

A tap on his shoulder jolted Fergus out of his thoughts. He looked over at the person next to him. "I'm-I'm sorry, did you say something?"

[daughteroftxesea-archived]

"Oh, you ain't seen nothing yet. This is the mild, artificial version. Ever swam in a real sea? Or at least a lake?", Uma asked.

She wasn't planning on using this pool anytime soon-it was nothing like the actual sea she called home and besides, it was also full of people. But hanging around to help the occasional VK who couldn't swim wouldn't hurt.

She's just never seen an AK look so utterly terrified of water. She wondered what could have possibly happened to him.

[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus shook his head. He clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to calm himself even a little. "I... I've always been afraid, ever since I was a lad. The water is so... daunting." He gulped. He felt like he was drowning even outside the pool. Fear gripped his heart tight, his chest hurt from how shallow his breathing was getting. "I'm-I'm sorry, I shouldn't be... I should go." He turned and started walking away.

[ask-the-dishes]

Open Starter: Not Keeping It Together

Papers were crumpled everywhere. Her hair was falling out of the messy bun she'd put it in earlier. Perry spent the better part of the night trying to find something, anything, to work on to keep herself from falling apart.

So far almost all of the light fixtures in the castle hallways and been taken apart and put back together. The creaky washing machine one of the maids had complained about reassembled and fixed. Every dish had been washed and rewashed. Now she was sifting through old prank ideas and inventions to find something to build. When she found what she was looking for she stood with a resounding "Aha!"

Hearing someone clear their throat behind her made her pause and turn to face the doorway. "Sorry, how long have you been standing there watching me rummage around like maniac?"

[ask-the-dishes]

She sat back down on her seat, mouth slightly agape. Was she really that much of an open book? She cleared her throat and lightly shook her head, starting to pick up papers and organize them. "My boyfriend and I broke up." The words came out casually, but she almost choked on the words. "So I'm going to build glitter bombs and shower the whole school with annoying sparkle bits." She grabs the folders and places them out on the table. "Schematics go in the green one, notes in the blue one, and anything you can't read in the red one. Dates should be on the top right corner or the bottom left if you care to sort them"

[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus nodded solemnly. "Alright." He started sorting through the papers to put them in their folders.

"I've never experienced a break up, per say," he said, "but I have had my heart broken, and I have a sister and a handful of younger brothers who have experienced such things - perhaps not to the same degree, but they've had the misfortune of facing similar situations." He shook his head, silently reminiscing. "Anyway... If you need a friend who has learned how to help people feel better during hard times, my door is always open." He smiled softly at her. "Now, what is this 'glitter' you speak of?"

[ask-the-dishes]

Open Starter: Not Keeping It Together

Papers were crumpled everywhere. Her hair was falling out of the messy bun she'd put it in earlier. Perry spent the better part of the night trying to find something, anything, to work on to keep herself from falling apart.

So far almost all of the light fixtures in the castle hallways and been taken apart and put back together. The creaky washing machine one of the maids had complained about reassembled and fixed. Every dish had been washed and rewashed. Now she was sifting through old prank ideas and inventions to find something to build. When she found what she was looking for she stood with a resounding "Aha!"

Hearing someone clear their throat behind her made her pause and turn to face the doorway. "Sorry, how long have you been standing there watching me rummage around like maniac?"

[ask-the-dishes]

She set the papers in her hands off to the side and shook his hand. "Well, you could help me with the crazy plan I've got rattling around in my head. Or you could help me sort through all these papers here and keep us both out of trouble." She prayed he would pick the plan. The last thing she wanted to do was sit and have time to think about things.

[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus chuckled. He could tell she was avoiding something; it was clear in the way she moved, the way she spoke, the look in her eyes. He pulled up a chair to sit across from her.

"Why don't you tell me about this crazy plan of yours?" He gathered some papers while he talked, trying to get them at least a little organized for her. "And while we're at it, maybe you can get some things off of your chest. I know that I'm a mere stranger, and you have no reason to trust me with your issues, but I know that look. I've seen heartbreak one too many times. I know how to recognize it by now." Fergus shrugged. "And perhaps telling someone you barely know about your burdens will help, if you're worried about people's opinion of you changing when you talk about how you feel. If you're strangers, there's no real opinion to change."

[princeofsecondchances]

Open Starter: Swimming

Fergus looked out at the pool, trying to keep his breathing steady. The water was a dark and mysterious mistress, even in a contained building. He was always afraid of water growing up, always afraid of taking the wrong step on the edge of a lake, afraid of slipping under the surface. Just the thought sent a chill up his spine. But here... maybe he could take steps towards conquering that fear.

He shook out his arms, trying to stop his hands from trembling. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths. It's a contained space. There are people around. I won't be hurt.

A tap on his shoulder jolted Fergus out of his thoughts. He looked over at the person next to him. "I'm-I'm sorry, did you say something?"

[daughteroftxesea-archived]

"Yeah, I asked you if you were planning to jump in the water. You know, the one you've been staring at," the pirate replied bluntly.

Mildly amused, she stared back at the boy before pointing to the rest of the students queuing up. "There are students waiting for you, you know."

[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus looked behind him, smiling sheepishly at the next person. He stepped out of the way. "I- No. I'm-I'm good." He cleared his throat. "Uh... The water is... It's wet." Obviously. "And... Er... Intimidating." Also obvious.

[ask-the-dishes]

Open Starter: Not Keeping It Together

Papers were crumpled everywhere. Her hair was falling out of the messy bun she'd put it in earlier. Perry spent the better part of the night trying to find something, anything, to work on to keep herself from falling apart.

So far almost all of the light fixtures in the castle hallways and been taken apart and put back together. The creaky washing machine one of the maids had complained about reassembled and fixed. Every dish had been washed and rewashed. Now she was sifting through old prank ideas and inventions to find something to build. When she found what she was looking for she stood with a resounding "Aha!"

Hearing someone clear their throat behind her made her pause and turn to face the doorway. "Sorry, how long have you been standing there watching me rummage around like maniac?"

[princeofsecondchances]

"Not long," Fergus replied, leaning against the doorway. He had heard someone rummaging through things as he passed by and simply couldn't tame his curiosity. Of course, he couldn't help but feel like something was off about the stranger, but he couldn't place what.

"Is there any particular reason you're rummaging around like a maniac?"

[ask-the-dishes]

"Trying to find old plans," She mused, turning around to grab a couple more papers. "They say write everything down so you don't forget it, but they never mention that organization is key." She looked forlornly at the pile of folders and notebooks she'd torn through to get the mess in front of her.

"I don't know you." She turned back around. "I would say you must be new, but I have feeling I don't know a lot more people than I should right now. I'm Perry."

[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus chuckled. "Organization is key, indeed. I can't count the times I've lost something because I struggle with organization." He paused and smiled a bit. "Need some help?"

He stepped into the room, holding out a hand. "Fergus. It's nice to meet you, Perry."

[ask-the-dishes]

Open Starter: Not Keeping It Together

Papers were crumpled everywhere. Her hair was falling out of the messy bun she'd put it in earlier. Perry spent the better part of the night trying to find something, anything, to work on to keep herself from falling apart.

So far almost all of the light fixtures in the castle hallways and been taken apart and put back together. The creaky washing machine one of the maids had complained about reassembled and fixed. Every dish had been washed and rewashed. Now she was sifting through old prank ideas and inventions to find something to build. When she found what she was looking for she stood with a resounding "Aha!"

Hearing someone clear their throat behind her made her pause and turn to face the doorway. "Sorry, how long have you been standing there watching me rummage around like maniac?"

[princeofsecondchances]

"Not long," Fergus replied, leaning against the doorway. He had heard someone rummaging through things as he passed by and simply couldn't tame his curiosity. Of course, he couldn't help but feel like something was off about the stranger, but he couldn't place what.

"Is there any particular reason you're rummaging around like a maniac?"

[princeofsecondchances]

Open Starter: Swimming

Fergus looked out at the pool, trying to keep his breathing steady. The water was a dark and mysterious mistress, even in a contained building. He was always afraid of water growing up, always afraid of taking the wrong step on the edge of a lake, afraid of slipping under the surface. Just the thought sent a chill up his spine. But here... maybe he could take steps towards conquering that fear.

He shook out his arms, trying to stop his hands from trembling. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths. It's a contained space. There are people around. I won't be hurt.

A tap on his shoulder jolted Fergus out of his thoughts. He looked over at the person next to him. "I'm-I'm sorry, did you say something?"

[frost-flower-child]

Jason had never swam before in his life, honestly. He’s been around water, yes, but he had never swam before in fear of his wings getting wet.

But, he also has never seen the Auradon pool before, so he thought he might check it out.

When Jason saw Fergus staring at the pool, looking nervous, the frost fairy went over to him and tapped him on the shoulder. He then backed away immediately due to the outburst.

“It’s fine, I didn’t say anything...I just wanted to check if you were okay...” Jason spoke softly. “Now, are you okay?”

[princeofsecondchances]

Fergus nodded, forcing a small smile. "I'm alright, thank you. I'm simply... Afraid of the water."

"Where are my manners?" He held out his hand. "Fergus Mackenzie, heir to Clan Mackenzie."

[princeofsecondchances]

Open Starter: Swimming

Fergus looked out at the pool, trying to keep his breathing steady. The water was a dark and mysterious mistress, even in a contained building. He was always afraid of water growing up, always afraid of taking the wrong step on the edge of a lake, afraid of slipping under the surface. Just the thought sent a chill up his spine. But here... maybe he could take steps towards conquering that fear.

He shook out his arms, trying to stop his hands from trembling. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths. It's a contained space. There are people around. I won't be hurt.

A tap on his shoulder jolted Fergus out of his thoughts. He looked over at the person next to him. "I'm-I'm sorry, did you say something?"