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vampire hank 3 has me by the throat... I hate him <3
"In the attic, beneath a linen veil and the scent of forgotten ink… something stirs. Not quite asleep, not quite awake. You didn’t just find a typewriter. You found a memory… waiting to remember you"
HAIII I finally finished Scriptoria!! my beauty
heres some character notes for her :3
Name: Scriptoria Also Known As: The Typewriter, The Velvet Muse, “Ghostwriter” (by Volt) Pronouns: she/her Location: The Attic (behind the veil, under the dust cover) Voice Claim: Laufey speaking softly into a vintage microphone
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Location: The attic—under a linen dust cover, surrounded by old manuscripts, candle wax, and forgotten poetry.
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Design: — Corset bodice shaped like typewriter spools — Flowing parchment-toned dress inscribed with faint lyric tattoos — Necklace of vintage keys, like secrets on a chain — Ink-stained fingers, trembling when you touch her keys
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To Find Her: You’ll need to talk to Eddie in the Breaker Box first. The two of them came with the house. He knows her story—if he trusts you, maybe she will too.
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Headcanons: — Easily flustered, especially when complimented. Stammers when flirted with. — Has memorized every love letter ever typed through her. Remembers which ones were never sent. — Can’t stand loud affection; prefers gestures—folded notes, brushed fingers, eye contact across the room. — Carries inkblot dreams and a fear of being forgotten. — Smells like dust, dried roses, and old pages. — Only sings when she thinks no one’s listening. — Will write you a poem and then deny it was about you. — Needs time. But when she loves you, it’s permanent—like words pressed into paper.
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Now i gotta make her guitar gf Stratona,,, BACK TO THE DUNGEON
I offer to the council *my date everything rankings!!*
Ik i haven't watched many routes, i think i just have a type