role play and writing blog that i made because lol, i think i'm close to annoying people with the posts on my main blog. plus i like to keep things together. plus i liked making that gif.
name: priya
age: spiritually 46
timezone: idk england time
favorite play-bys: ni ni, elizabeth debicki, bridget regan, my main bae rosamund pike, ruth negga, and like idk hot people
fun fact about yourself: i went on tv once when i was a kid and in my pre interview i was gently asked not to give such a politicised answer to the question ‘what do you want to be when you grow up?’
song/music ref that fits the site aesthetic: mass effect 2 - the illusive man
what would you like to see from us? idk ur credit card details mb
who is your favorite robot? lolololol marvin the paranoid android
favorite meme that relates to you: i think cim showed this to me bc she is the meme queen
Every year Vaswaria gave thanks for the monsoon rains, for the floods and the fertile lands. Every year the Maiden of the Monsoon waded into the waters, as far as she could on a single breath, to leave a small token, so the rains would come again and Vaswaria would be green once more.
ideas for the coven-company, i had this idea ages ago but i haven’t had a chance to actually do it on a site yet so i’m kind of really excited???? my thinking is that they set up shop in town about a year ago in an old abandoned office building and basically turned it into this gleaming bastion of glass and steel overnight and has been slowly stealing business from small time witches and wizards in that period, if they haven’t aggressively headhunted those witches and wizards first. they’re probably controlled by ‘the head office’ a la the vague yet menacing govenment agency from nightvale. i bet they mostly recruit witches by saying ‘it’s not really a coven!! you’re totally independant!!’ but like, covens have leaderships and hierarchies and rules and so does a business. also the coven-company is really into tech and stuff and have a computerised communal spell book and company issue ipads with the spell book app. i bet they have a research and development department where witches try and develop new spells and potions and shit (witches developing potions to help skinwalkers with the longevity of their skins anyone????) and they have explosions there like three times a week and every time the fire alarms go off everyone in the offices are like ‘damnit janet, what did you blow up now?’
also they probably have sweet internship programs for gifted young witches, company cars, team building events, company retreats and idk, they probably get to take pagan festival days off like idk the solstices and bacchanalia or w/e.
The nervous tension showed in the tapping of his foot and the wringing of his hands but if the woman that sat in front of him had noticed, you couldn’t tell. She remained focussed on her computer, long fingers arched in a bony cage around the mouse, her eyes wandering around the screen. Save for the occasional click, the silence was deafening.
“So,” He said, anything to fill the void. “Is this like a coven?” He gestured to the immaculate office that he sat in and immediately felt foolish, as she peered at him over the top of her monitor with one quirked eyebrow.
“Not really.” She said, looking away from him only a split second after she had looked at him. “How many covens do you know that have a head office and full healthcare and dental?”
“...Do you need full healthcare and dental?”
“I can do many things, but a root canal is not one of them. Ah. Here we are.” She stopped, her eyes racing across her screen at a breakneck pace before she finally leaned back in her chair, lacing her fingers together neatly and placing them on the desk and finally devoting her whole attention to him. “Well Mr. Davis, I have found a solution to your particular... problem. It does however, as I’m sure you’re aware, require blood magic, and well, blood magic-”
He waited. He waited for her to say that blood magic was crazy or dangerous or futile or not worth it. He waited for her to say that there was nothing that she or her stupid pseudo company (it was a coven for god’s sakes) could do for him, just like every other witch he’d been to see.
“Ramos? Do you know what time it is? Where the hell are you?”
“It’s 10:30 and I’m in England. Listen, you’ve got to get over here. There’s been reports of earth lights in Shropshire, which could mean there’s a ley line, but get this, no ley lines run through Shropshire, none have been mapped. None. Valens, this is huge, this could be the formation of a ley line, this could change everything.”
“A what?”
“I’ve emailed you your boarding pass for the next flight over and I’ll pick you up from Heathrow. Oh and if Auggie asks, we’re at a conference called Bioactive Natural Products: Translating Promise into Practice that you insisted I accompany you to. See you in 13 hours.”
“I can’t believe you’re making me grade midterms on Walpurgisnacht.”
“Forgive me the grave injustice of making you mark the papers of all seven of your students. How awful of me to try and keep you in a job instead of letting you traipse around the woods looking for witches partying with the devil.”
If anyone else wants to get in on the x files/university professors action we could use the dean of sciences aka walter skinner and like idk maybe the president/vice president-y people for syndicate members idfk I just want more faculty members pls thank
erica jocelyn valens, 33, professor of biochemistry, THE ULTIMATE SKEPTIC
y’all motherfuckers don’t need jesus, y’all motherfuckers need erica
who actually doesn’t really go by erica at all, it’s usually valens or prof or prof valens
she’s the new professor of biochemistry at trinity university and is thrilled to be there
not
truth be told, it’s a significant step down for her career wise
she’s a chicago native, born to two doctors and the middle child of three so she’s always felt that she’s had something to prove both because her parents were literally the smartest people ever and because she always had to compete against her siblings
who were also super smart. ugh.
she found her calling in the sciences and devoted her life to academia, completing her undergrad, masters and pHD in various ivy league institutions eventually taking up a teaching/research position at uchicago
she was poised for great things, particularly with a big research project she undertook as part of a team
which unbeknownst to her, featured doctored data courtesy of one of her colleagues, which was unfortunately exposed
erica took the heat and became the scapegoat and was dismissed as quietly as possible but the scientific community has never forgiven her
EVEN THOUGH IT WASN’T HER!!!!!! SHE DIDN’T DO IT WHY DOES NO ONE BELIEVE HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
she did however take up a position at trinity and is determined to quietly continue to do what she loves and try and put the whole thing behind her
she did think that her appointment was a little suspect and she was right when she was pulled up in front of the dean who asked her to take on a little side project in addition to teaching and research
that being evaluating the validity of the work of one lark ramos, professor of parascience and occult studies and giving the university an excuse for his dismissal if she can’t find merit to his work
which she doesn’t want to do but equally, her job as a scientist is proving things with irrefutable evidence
unfortunately in doing this, she’s gotten caught up in all his shenanigans, which often consist of late night stake outs in creepy mansions and all sorts of weird shit that she sometimes has a lot of trouble rationalising
but she does WITH SCIENCE
they are scully and mulder for real
also they’re hella good looking professors
she’s basically a sarcastic, cynical skeptic, but not someone that’s unreasonable. if things can be proved without a doubt to her, she will believe, but that hasn’t happened yet, despite her colleagues best efforts.
but that can change, this is a WEIRD ASS TOWN after all
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