#loomingdread

[lcstorfound]

Closed Starter for @loomingdread (Padme and Billy)

After wandering the island for hours, Padme had seen enough to know that a lively, thriving population resided on this island, and yet she still believed that she had somehow been transported to a "planet" in the outer rings of the galaxy, one outside of the senate's databases. She was simply grateful that everyone she had met on the "planet"'s surface so far had spoken the common tongue. "Excuse me," she said, reaching out to stop a young man walking by. "Can you direct me to a docking bay? I require a pilot who can take me off world."

[sweetsidejoa]

Sweet Pea’s eyes flickered with that signature mix of street-smart edge and quiet intensity as he leaned against the cold brick wall of some forgotten London alley. The rain had soaked his jacket, but he barely noticed. London was different, gritty, unfamiliar, but the Serpent in him still loud and clear. Sweet Pea squinted through the drizzle, sizing up the new face wandering into his territory like they didn’t belong. Strangers didn’t just stroll in without making waves. He stepped forward, voice low and cautious but with that unmistakable Serpent edge. “Oi, you lost or something?"

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[sweetsidejoa]

Rain tapped against the ground as Scooby's paws splashed through shallow puddles. He slowed near a crumpled shape sitting against a tree, hunched in a thin coat that wasn’t doing much against the cold. “Hey... ruh, you alright?” he asked, voice softer than usual, head tilted. His tail gave a slow wag as he took a seat nearby, shaking a little rain from his fur. “Kinda miserable out here, huh? R’rain always finds a way in…” Scooby offered a crooked, friendly grin and nudged his shoulder against the man’s arm. “I’m Scooby. Scooby-Doo.” He glanced around with a confused sniff. “Ruh... where’d my Raggy go?”

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[sweetsidejoa]

FP wiped down the sticky bar, eyes catching the door swinging open. The guy who walked in had a face carved with a scar. FP’s gaze lingered, voice low but steady. “That scar didn’t come cheap, did it? Around here, scars tell stories, some you wanna hear, some you don’t.” He gave a slow nod, leaning forward just enough. “I’m FP. What’s your name, kid? And what kind of trouble brought you here?”

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[sweetsidejoa]

"You mind your tongue with me, boy." (Jughead/FP)

Jughead didn't flinch. Instead, he stepped closer, eye locked on FP's. "Maybe you should worry less about my tongue and more about your own temper." The room got quieter, tension thick enough to cut with a knife. Neither of them backing down. "You think just because I'm your son, I'll roll over every time you raise your voice? No. You want respect? Earn it. You don't get to throw your weight around and expect people to fall in line just because you've got a patch on your back. You lost the right the day you started picking and choosing when to be a father."

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[sweetsidejoa]

"I’m not going with you. I don’t care what you do." (Tim/Billy)

"Come on, man. You're not really gonna let this go down without a fight, right?" Tim gestures to an inflatable T-Rex costume. "You put this on, you're basically untouchable. No one's gonna suspect a thing. They'll be too busy laughing to notice me slipping past. While you're stomping around, I'm doing the real work. Dino-mite decoy, man. what do you say?"

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[ricoartistico]

definitely feeling that looming dread in my dreams lately. I liked this comp so painted it up quick before bed. late knight. #dnd #dungeonsanddragons #knight #loomingdread #creature #dungeon (at Pasadena, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CC-qyvCjQ0g/?igshid=6dw3x5b3tpyw

[multighoul]

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this lil dude