#hs fell

[torrikor]

Ruby, Bubbles, Siren ect. All the human genderbent bros, what's their SOUL traits? If you're up to it

hoo boi here we go

bubbles: bravery soul.

ri: kindness soul.

ruby: perseverance soul.

fell: determination soul.

siren: patience soul.

rus: perseverance soul.

angel: integrity soul.

vani: patience soul.

zia: justice soul.

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hhhhHHH F-Fell-

Sexuality Headcanon: demi-bisexual, no preference

Gender Headcanon: she’s a trans lady!

A ship I have with said character: hmm, this one is rather difficult, since the ladies were made to be accessible to selfinserts?

A BROTP I have with said character: she & zia - whenever the entirety of their group is together they both hold custody of the collective braincells

A NOTP I have with said character: so long as no one ships her with her sister, s’all good

A random headcanon: she does little wood carvings in her free time - they’re not that good, but she enjoys the repetitive nature of it

General Opinion over said character: she is a lady of action, and who is anyone to complain when that action happens to be holding you gently in her arms as she half-heartedly scolds you for eating the rest of the leftovers??

[torrikor]

Ok this is a bit long but here you go anyway- Ruby somehow gets her arm stuck in a vending machine and desperately texts Fell for help on getting her arm out. Why not Vani? Because Vani was watching the whole time and is laughing to hard to be any help- not like she’d actually help anyway, since she was the one encouraging her.

please know that this is absolutely the kinds of shenanigans ruby & vani get up to when left unsupervised for too long, oh my gods

[torrikor]

Me again! Not to be a bother but you saying fell practices metal shaping, I wanted to ask which of your girls would be most likely to forge things, like swords and such like. And if so what sort of sword preference they'd have? Sorry, odd question haha

listen it is literally never a bother i love getting questions about my ladies 💚

as for your question! fell would be the most likely to forge swords & the like (remember her halloween costume? >u>), and she herself would probably have a broadsword!

however, even if she’s the only one with the interest in (& skillset for) forging the swords, i guarantee you at least half of the others would Also Want A Sword. siren, for example, would probably have a falchion sword! or maybe two

[torrikor]

Oh! Would you be able to tell us some more random stuff about fell? Sorry I don't anything really specific to ask, just wanna know some more about the lovely gal! Hope you're doing well!

absolutely!

have i mentioned that she works as a freelance mechanic in the town she and the others live in? she’s very good at what she does, and adjusts payments depending on individuals’ situations and what they need doing.

she’s also known for helping vani out with her robo-projects, both she and angel have a knack for designing the appearances - it also gives fell a chance to practice shaping metal and such for the outer shells.

i think i mentioned a while ago in one of the guessing games that one of the girls collects pretty marbles - that’s fell! she has a whole bag of them in her & angel’s shared room; she likes the patterns and the clinking sounds :> speaking of her room, there’s an old ragged scarf folded up under her pillow. it’s one that ruby made for her s very long time ago - she doesn’t wear it anymore, but finds it difficult to sleep without it.

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updated ref sheet for the ‘fell sisters! & introducing: tubbs the cat

brief infodumps about them under the cut! :D next up: ‘swap sisters! (although that might be in a day or two)

ruby can be rather crass and impatient at times, often abiding by the ‘act first, ask questions later’ mindset and dealing with any consequences after. she’s stubborn as anything and will keep newcomers much further away than an arm’s length under the suspicions of them being ill-intentioned. but, should someone stick around to the point where she gives in, she’s an incredibly protective and steadfast friend. she dislikes dealing with any serious situations, prefering to goof around with the people closest to her now that she’s finally able to relax a bit. ruby will happily go out of her way to gross out her friends (& sister in particular), just as she’ll ‘’’begrudgingly’’’ accompany them on various activities that they like that no one else will do with them. (she actually doesn’t mind at all and would do it as many times as they want she just has an Image she’s trying to keep up). her stubbornness still applies, though - you won’t hear a peep about her problems unless you seriously push her about it. she’s gradually unlearning various less than healthy mindsets with the help of her ‘group’, and has discovered a love of gardening as a means of relaxing this way. 

even if her dismissive and ‘every man for himself’ demeanor can sometimes be off putting, fell does usually mean well in the things she does. she has rather a difficult time putting her thoughts & feelings to words, and tends to resort to more physical expression as a result. really, though, she does care a lot - be it about close friends or even strangers to some extent. she can be incredibly stubborn like her sister, & once she has a goal in mind there is little anyone can do to dissuade her from achieving it. her consideration for others, subtle as it may be on the regular, runs the risk of being dismissed when she’s intent on getting something done. she’s become an unofficial local mechanic-for-hire, having a surprising knack for working her way around tools & machinery and using that talent to help out people around the town. she sees the inner workings as puzzles, and the solutions often come easy to her. though, if given the chance, she’d also very much be into welding metals & other such things to make her own machines - she just hasn’t had the chance to do that yet. however, make no mistake; this lady is absolutely rocking a killer fashion sense along with those calloused hands. the scars displayed on her skin have never once stopped her, and they likely never will. she’s almost proud of them, in a way.

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I’m just gonna

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Siren totally stole borrowed those glasses from Bubbles-

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torri’s addition: :O!!! oh shit!!! oh Shit!!!!!

kiri you’re amazing & i love you that is Exactly how i pictured them!! also yes she definitely did, but bubbles doesn’t mind

[torrikor]

I wish you would write a fix where Angel is depressi (for any reason) and Fell decides to do something to cheer her up

:0

“So this is where you’ve been hiding.”

With a start, Angel looked up from her notebook only to come face-to-face with a plate of what she assumed to be pancakes. They were a little… overdone, though. Having the plate so close left her no choice but to lean back, and raise an eyebrow at one of the last people she expected to see around this time. In all fairness, she didn’t really want to see anyone around this time, needing a little while away from the entities of chaos that were her housemates.

“I wouldn’t call it hiding, just…” Taking a break, she wanted to say, but thought better of it. “Making the most of the quiet around here.”

Fell waited for a moment, having no trouble looking her ‘alternate’ in the eyes. In the back of her mind, Angel recognised the behaviour as her own; remaining quiet to encourage the other person to keep talking, and studying them simultaneously. She made a point to hold her gaze and smile.

Whether or not Fell was satisfied with that answer, she couldn’t be sure, but the plate was nudged into her hands before she could refuse. “Siren made them,” Even without an invitation, Fell took a seat on the stone wall opposite, crossing one leg over the other and effectively blockading Angel’s exit, “She seemed excited about trying what the neighbor taught her.”

Angel flipped shut her notebook, containing various concepts and diagrams of all sorts, and set it aside while her friend spoke. Her practiced smile briefly twitched into a smirk at the mention of the neighbor - particularly the way Fell scrunched her nose at the mere thought of them. Really, none of them were quite sure what to make of their newest acquaintance; Angel thought they were nice, but she knew that not everyone in the household agreed on the matter. Fell included in those skeptical of them, of course, but she had a suspicion that that wasn’t the only thing her counterpart thought of them.

Idly, she picked at the food now situated on her lap, but after a few moments decided to direct the conversation onto a different topic instead. There was no use trying to dig about what Fell really thought of their neighbor right now. “Didn’t you have a job to do today? That man with the AC unit?” Really, she should’ve known that the lack of tools accompanying her friend was a giveaway to the answer, but if she knew anything about Fell, it was that she had a particular love for recounting the different fix-up’s she gets hired to do around town.

This time, though, the topic was shot down immediately. “Cancelled,” Her tone left no room for further discussion, and Angel resigned herself to a small nod. She leant back against the wall of the small shop she worked in, tilting her head to the side in order to observe the few people milling around the town instead. She regularly stayed on the steps outside of the shop when she needed a break, and it seems that someone had finally caught on. Her smile eventually dropped along with the conversation.

The silence dragged on, only interrupted by the waves washing over the sand not too far away, the steady murmur of townspeople, or an occasional cry of a seagull. That was, of course, until Fell decided to break it. 

“You miss your home, don’t you?”

The blunt accusation was nothing short of expected from someone as straightforward as Fell, but Angel found herself shrinking away from it anyways. She had no excuse to be surprised - who better to see through her than herself, after all? Still, she only hesitated for a moment before putting on another smile once she met her alternate’s eyes.

“Is it really that obvious?” That got her a huff that she assumed to be from amused exasperation, at least. It always was so much easier to make people laugh than to face more serious matters. If one could even call homesickness a ‘serious matter’, that is. “Well, I suppose you’re right - but there’s really no reason for me to get so...” She paused, one corner of her mouth briefly twitching as she thought of the correct phrase, “To get so hung up on it. You certainly don’t need to worry, at least.”

Fell barely waited a second before she got up, proceeding to crouch down in front of her and take the abandoned notebook in her hand. She held it up and waved it idly in Angel’s face, as if presenting foolproof evidence for some kind of investigation, “Of course it’s obvious, tonta, you only sit out here when you’re upset, and you only poke holes in the pages of this things when you’re really upset,” She flicked through pages until she reached the most recent one Angel had been writing in, presenting it in all its punctured glory. Angel was usually quite particular with her work, she was aware of that, but Fell was right in pointing out that she always tore holes in the pages with her pencil whenever things got too much. Seeing the borderline ruined diagrams now made her internally cringe.

Even if she was avoiding eyecontact like a coward, she was aware that Fell was expecting her to say something. With a small grimace, she tried to take the notebook back, but was only met with resistance in the form of Fell holding her arm out behind her to keep it out of reach. Finally, she met her gaze with an incline of her head, a subtle challenge that was, in turn, shot down with a glare. It lasted only a second or two before Angel relented with a sigh.

“Wouldn’t you be a little homesick too if you had something to go back to?” She asked, and - not for the first time today - Fell’s response surprised her.

“I never said I don’t have anything to go back to, the difference is that I know we’ll all get back someday.”

It was incredibly rare that Fell of all the house’s residents gave hints to what things were like in her home universe, save for it being incredibly unpleasant on the whole. To know that, according to her, there was something worth returning to in that world, was a piece of information Angel decided to file away for later. She wasn’t given much chance to think on it either way, as Fell decided to finally give back the notebook as she stood. To replace it, she took the now cold plate of pancakes in one hand and held out the other.

“Come on.”

“.. Where are we going?”

“On a walk. If we’re as similar as the esqueletos say we are, then I know that exersise will help get your mind off things,” For once, Fell returned the smile Angel gave her, “And you can tell me about those new level designs for the app you and Bubbles keep rattling on about.”