#rien eclipse

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OC FACT: this thing caused the death of an entire neighborhood due to anti italian sentiment

God forbid women/men/nonbinaries do anything.

I have an OC who consumed a whole, densely populated planet because he got locked in a hole for thousands and thousands of years! His name is Calson he is made of shadows and nothingness :]

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OC tober Day Thirteen: Burn

“...Prince Francis.”

Peter stood between the two guards who had led him to the castle. They demanded for him by name, dragging him to the palace in the dead of night, unseen by any of his allies. Now, he stared at the royal man in front of him, who seemed...distracted. 

Francis was sweating, eye unfocused and mind racing. His back was turned to the assassin, and his spear was in his hand. 

“...My Lord, we’ve brought the boy.” one of the guards spoke up. This, finally, caught Francis’ attention, making him turn his head just enough to see Peter. 

“Good, good… Both of you, leave. I want to be alone with him.”

“At once, My Lord.”

Both the guards left, leaving Peter alone with the prince. After a moment of silence between the two, Francis turned and dropped his spear, revealing a striking stain of red across his suit and weapon. Peter was frozen.

“You...You were the one who showed me that vision, were you not?” Francis asked, his voice tired, though still commanding. 

“I… Yeah. I can make people see their worst fears, and I showed you yours.” Peter explained. 

“Excellent. That skill of yours will prove useful, I’m sure. It is a good power, a power fit for this castle.”

“...Right.”

Unseen to both men, Jayne hid down the hall, silently listening to their conversation. Her hand rested on her gun’s trigger, waiting for just the right moment. 

“Now, Peter… You and that moot bastard are killers, are you not?”

“...Me and Jayne are assassins, yes. You’ve heard of us?”

“Yes, I have. I admit, I should’ve called you sooner, but, well, this job required my hand. You must understand.”

“Prince...Francis?”

“King.”

“What?”

“King!”

With a sudden rage, tall flames burst from Francis’ hands, lighting up the cold corridor. The light shone off of the still-wet blood. Down the hall, two shadows of fallen bodies come from the master bedroom. 

“I am king. I rule this land! This world! I won, just as I was always destined to!”

Peter took a step back, realizing what Francis had done. The fire shone in his eyes as he wondered what he may have had in store for him. 

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OC tober Day Three: Duel

It was a picturesque night. The moon hung high in the sky, surrounded by a perfectly ink black sky, sprinkled with a spare few stars. The streets beneath were lit with warm street lights, as flashing TV screens and flickering candlelight shone through the windows. Between both of these worlds, of the streets and the skies, were two people, staring each other down. 

“Took you long enough.” Telley taunted, nonchalantly stretching her back. “I honestly thought you were gonna ditch me. Glad to see you royals are good for something, at least.”

“Shut up.” Diara snapped. “This isn’t a game, you know. Once I beat you, I’m sending you straight for the royal guard. They’ll deal with you from there.”

“Once you beat me? More like if you beat me. When was the last time you won here, huh? Or is that all a part of your master plan?”

“Grr… Don’t act so cocky.”

Diara reached back, pulling out her spear. Telley waited a moment, shrugged, and pulled out her own knife, holding it in front of her. 

“I will, once you give me a reason to. Speaking of, shall we?”

Without another word, Diara charged forward, thrusting her spear towards her opponent. Telley, of course, dodged with ease, teleporting out of the way and reappearing out of sight. She slashed her blade, though Diara blocked the attack at the last moment. 

“Stop messing around. Fight me with honor!” Diara demanded, pushing Telley back. She managed to keep her footing, smiling up at the girl in front of her. 

“Princess, what about me says I’d ever fight with honor?” she asked, her tone condescending. Diara chose to ignore her, rushing her down. A point of fire spread down the point, trailing her thrust with a stream of smoke. Telley carefully maneuvered out of the way, though the heat of the flame followed her. 

“Princess! I thought we were fighting with honor?” Telley teased. “What’s all this about?”

“Child of Void, what about me says I’d ever fight with honor?” Diara responded. The tone of her voice made something drop in Telley’s stomach. 

“...Heh. Alright.”

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OC tober Day Eight: Festival

“Alright, that’s another full one. D’you think that’ll be enough?”

“Uh…For now, probably. I’ll hafta run it by Granny just in case.”

“Alrighty. Let’s get these back then.”

Aaron grabbed two of the overflowing buckets of apples, carrying each with one arm. Bianca grabbed the other three, just barely able to hold them steady. 

“…You alright? I can help you out a bit, if you need it.” Aaron asked, watching as Bianca groaned with effort. 

“Mind your business, I’m fine. What about yourself? I can see your arms shaking from here.” Bianca joked, nudging Aaron with her elbow. 

“Wh-! They’re not!” Aaron protested. As much as he didn’t believe it, he still looked down and checked for himself. “Yeah, see? I’m fine.”

“I’m kidding Aaron, jeez.” Bianca chuckled. 

The two walked in the early autumn morning, deep within the apple orchard, Aside from their own voices, the only sound accompanying them was the swishing of leaves being pushed by the wind. The sky was a cloudy grey above them, threatening to rain before the afternoon came. 

“You coming to the festival this year? Or are you still not feeling it?” Bianca asked suddenly. Aaron opened his mouth to answer, but stopped himself. He let out a huff through his nose as his expression grew sour. 

“…If you still don’t wanna, I won’t force you, y’know.” Bianca added. “I mean, Granny might, but you know how she is with this sorta thing.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to go, it’s just…” Aaron sighed, then gestured to himself. “Y’know.”

“Yeah, I know. But, hey, if anyone tries to start shit, you know I’ll be there to end it, right?”

“Right…”

Aaron was silent for a second, seemingly deep in thought. He focused his eye on the ground, careful not to step on any of the fallen, rotting apples along the path.

“…I think I want a tattoo.” he finally said. Bianca raised her eyebrows, though she didn’t seem that surprised. 

“Alright. Of what?”

“I don’t know yet. Maybe, like…vines, or something. Lots ‘n lots of vines.”

“Is there, like, a reason for ‘em? Or do you just like the idea.”

“I dunno. I just think…I dunno.”

If Bianca had a spare arm, she’d wrap it around her cousin. Instead, she simply smiled, giving him a look of understanding. 

“Yeah, I know.”

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OC tober Day Five: Beloved

Nico was rarely calm. 

The man had enough energy to power all of Vrila ten times over. He was always going somewhere, up to something, dragging Lex behind him with a confident grin and a vice-like grip. Lex would be lying if he said it was contagious, though. For as much as he loved him, Lex could never muster up quite enough energy to compete with Nico. 

However, that didn’t matter here. It had been a long day for the both of them, full to the brim with redundant training and mission briefings that left the couple barely a moment to breathe. Luckily, the day was finally coming to a close. Lex sat on the floor of their room, Nico’s head resting on his lap and brilliant orange light pouring through the barred window. It was peaceful. Or, at least, as peaceful as it could be. Nothing was really peaceful in a military compound. 

Lex ran his fingers through Nico’s hair, twirling the longer strands around his fingers. Nico was completely still, assumedly asleep. 

Prying his eyes away from the sky’s beauty, Lex looked down at Nico. His face was a pristine neutral, leaving behind his usual smirk or scowl. The words that came a mile a minute had stopped, leaving the room in a comforting quiet. It wasn’t that Lex didn’t enjoy his boyfriend’s ramblings, but the silence gave him the room to think that he hadn’t had all day. 

Nico moved slightly, curling in on himself as his arms reached around Lex’s waist and held him close. It was a familiar warmth, having Nico in such a position. Lex let any remaining tension leave his body was he basked in the rare moment of domestic bliss. He didn’t know when they’d get another evening like this one, so he was sure to notice and cherish every single second he had. 

And as Lex reminisced on this moment, he barely even noticed that his eyelids were slowly sinking or that his body was becoming heavier and heavier. In no time at all, he joined Nico in silent, sublime slumber.  

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OCtober Day Twenty Three: Stars

Bec's sleep schedule was atrocious. The mix of a nocturnal and diurnal instincts meant that sleep was sporadic. Sometimes she could wake up in the morning and go to bed at night, sometimes it would be just the opposite. But, most of the time, she would fall asleep at random, and wake up at odd times. It was the middle of the night, and she had just woken up.

As Bec staggered to her feet, she noticed something was different. She wasn't alone tonight. Sitting at the mouth of her cave, above the treetops and building roofs, was Telley.

"...Tells?" Bec mumbled with a weak voice. Telley turned her head slightly and gestured for Bec to join her. While she was confused, she did sit next to her.

"It's...hard to see the stars in the city. You can see 'em best out here, far away from all that crap." Telley explained in a soft voice. She was staring up at the sky, a gentle smile on her face.

"Yeah...but, I thought you liked the city?" Bec asked.

"I mean, sure, I do. But sometimes, it can be a bit much, y'know? Blocks out everything on the outside, trapping you in it's own bullshit. You've gotta get out of there every once and awhile, or else you end up drowning in it all." Telley said. The smile dropped a bit.

By sitting so close, Bec could see how truly tired Telley was. Her voice had lost something that it normally had; a kind of power, energy, rebellious flare. Despite how little of her actual body Bec could see, Telley's dangling feet and still hands gave away her exhaustion. It seemed like the wind ran through her, rather than around.

"Yeah, I get it. It's a...busy place." Bec agreed. 

Bec looked up at the stars. They were sprinkled across the sky, shining just enough to be seen, but not to illuminate much. The moon was out of sight, leaving the sky feeling strangely lonely. Bec could feel herself stiffening. She sat up straight and looked away, taking her gaze to the forest beneath them. The trees swayed ever so slightly in the wind.

There was silence for a long while. Bec felt a desperate need to speak, but no idea about what it even why. Telley continued to stare upwards. After a long while, Telley laid down on the cold stone beneath her, still watching the sky.

"Hey, Bec?"

"Yeah?"

Telley finally looked at Bec, who was sitting rigid and alert.

"The city is a busy place...it's loud...and it's distracting...but it's also full. It's full of people, places, things...it's hard to feel alone in the city."

Bec felt her shoulders fall and her jaw unclench. Telley's voice was low, smooth, and so quiet that most people probably wouldn't have heard her.

"You aren't...you'll never be alone. I promise, as long as me and Aaron and Xavier and your other buddies live, we'll be with you. We would never...we would never…leave you lonely…"

Bec didn't know when she started crying, but she could feel her tears fall from her cheeks to the stone. Telley's breathing deepened, and it was clear that she had fallen asleep. Bec just watched for a second, processing what had been said. After a moment, she wiped her tears, grabbed her pillow and blanket, and made Telley comfortable. Then, with one last look, Bec flew off into the starry sky, towards the city.

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OCtober Day Ten: Memes

Xavier was spending today the same way he spent most days; lounging around his house, putting lots of time and research into things that have very little meaning. Today's topic of interest was underwater volcanoes. Suddenly, a message popped up in the corner of his vision.

'BECBAT417: hihi! Uve seen that meme w/ u in it, rite? :3'

'Ex-Wy-Ze: what are talking about??? im not in a meme'

'BECBAT417: ya u r! i saw it! >:c wait, ill send it 2 u.'

Bec messaged a grainy photo of Xavier walking through the forest one night. The saturation and sharpness had been set to max, and text at the top read "me going to eat shredded cheese out of the bag at 4 am." Despite the alterations made to the picture, the ominous red glow coming from the visor attached Xavier's face was a dead giveaway. Xavier just stared at it for a while, shocked and afraid. Bec messaged him again.

'BECBAT417: did u get it? wat do you think? funny, rite XDDDD'

'Ex-Wy-Ze: no!!!! of course not!! i cant be a meme! what if someone recognizes me? what if OWEN finds this??? im fucked'

'BECBAT417: u r not fucked! im sure he hasnt seen it ^U^'

'Ex-Wy-Ze: how can you be sure??? fuck, he definitely saw it. the last fucking thing i need is HIM showing up. who made this?? who even took this photo?!?!'

'BECBAT417: dunno! i just found it online! it didnt have a lot of likes tho :''('

'Ex-Wy-Ze: well, thats good at least. whats the username of the account that posted it?? ill deal with them.'

'BECBAT417: its some1 called RedRozes.'

'Ex-Wy-Ze: great, thanks.'

With a sigh, Xavier looked up the account. He found his own meme, along with a few others of similar quality. It didn't seem like this person had many followers, thankfully. He sent them a private message.

'Ex-Wy-Ze: hey, could you remove that pic of the guy getting shredded cheese at 4 am? im the guy in the photo and i dont want any pics of me online.'

'RedRozes: lol your the cryptid? Wild.'

'RedRozes: i guess i can delete it. why do you care tho? cant even see your face in the thing lmao'

'Ex-Wy-Ze: thanks. im just a private person, I guess. where did you even find that photo??'

'RedRozes: np. took it myself. what were you doing wandering around at night with a weird glowy face?'

'RedRozes: straight up thot i was gonna die that night tbh and I dont get scared that easy'

'Ex-Wy-Ze: thats...just my face?? it does that. sorry I scared you.'

'RedRozes: lmao thats crazy man. dw we good.'

Xavier refreshed the page, and sure enough, the meme was gone. He breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to his research. On the other side of the woods, Jayne was excitedly telling Peter all about the nicest conversation she ever had with a cryptid.

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59 for Diara?

59. What would they want to be remembered for?

Ending her family's reign of power, and making Rien a better place for all.