[voice to text software has detected speech. phone call, to Susan Myers, heart emoticon.]
Hey, Sue. Quick thing before I finish for the night, uh, did [inaudible] get the flowers? I tried to pick [inaudible] favourite, I know roses are a hit.
Yeah?
Oh, loved them? I'm so happy to hear that.
Alright, uh huh. I'll see you. All my love [inaudible]. Bye now.
Once upon a time many an age ago , there was a girl, a princess, a bastard ,a fighter. she lived a happy life with her mother in her homeland before her father, the king of the neighboring land court dragged her unknowingly, into a messy, messy attempted coup. Orchestrated by her father’s advisor and brother . The advisor thought he could manipulate the young girl . The kings, only child conceived from love even if she was illegitimate . The reasoning often changes depending on who tells the story. sometimes the advisor wants her to be an assassin, sometimes he wants her to be a spy, but my family always said that he wanted her to convince the king to make her legitimate and to destabilized the King’s relationship with his other children and extended family of nobles. but she was no fool, and quickly uncovered what he was attempting to do. He cast her out spread, lies and rumors, and turned in entire kingdom against her. Someone less brave would have gone home, but her mother raised her well. She had a kind heart and was not the kind of person to allow wrongdoing go unpunished. so on her own, she embarked on a quest to expose her uncles lies.
On her quest she acquired three (or four depending on who you ask) Honedge. Great swords that she made greater, each made by the finest Smith that ever lived Wayland. Each a work of art, and a creation unmatched named Cortana, who could cut through anything, Darendal, who is indestructible, Almace who destroyed it’s one flaw to make it the strongest, and Joyeuse her favorite and the most beautiful. With these great blades, she fought many battles against foes, strangers, and family alike. She was victorious, and in the end she expose her uncles lies reconciled with her father’s family and was made a noble woman in her own right.
A few of these great sword still exist in the world held by her descendants.
My name is Derek. You can call me Derek or D3rlord3. I do not much care. he/him or it/its.
You may have heard of my death. Reports of such were greatly exaggerated. All that to say, I am alive and.. now capable of looking away from Minecraft, although admittedly still in discomfort. The King is dead, although the knowledge he saw fit to give me has stayed behind.
I'll use this as.. a journal of sorts. To jot my thoughts down. Feel free to leave me asks, I might even answer them.
OOC rules:
- no nsfw
- no gore/violence
- I ship SlimeKnight! pls pls pls leave me asks about it
- don't be rude (by which I mean bigoted or an asshole, feel free to be rude to Derek, he might just be rude back).
this takes place post-canon (obviously). The KiY died when Derek became his Vessel, but Derek didn't die. He was left super weak for a bit and nearly died, but he recovered, although he uses a cane now :). He does still have infinite knowledge and he will bitch about it regularly.
Headcanons this blog will treat as truth (because I can do whatever I want):
- Derek is autistic.
- Derek has moral OCD.
- Derek is ace.
- Derek can, with effort, control what information he can Know. As such, he endeavours not to Know personal stuff about people.
- Derek has chronic pain and his encounter with the King made it worse.
- Derek curses like a sailor.
- Derek's Real Life Job is as an actuary. He works from home.
- Derek was stuck staring at his screen surviving off smoothies for two months.
- Derek self-harms when he's anxious
Content warning for the blog: it will contain casual mentions of death, probably. also descriptions of food issues and neglect. also discussions of sh. plus swearing. a lot of it.
Tagging system:
#derek blogs: journal-esque posts
#derek answers: answering asks.
#fuck the KiY: Derek venting.
#derek talks: the occasional voice to text software glitch that blogs Derek's phone calls.
#susan talks: for Susan. Just.. all interactions had with her.
[voice to text software has detected speech. phone call, to Susan Myers.]
Oh, my god. Thank you so, so much, Sue. You're an absolute angel, you know that? Yeah, yeah, bye, bye. I'll see you in a couple days. [Inaudible] love [inaudible]. Bye, bye.