Character Journals
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Talithey the Bard
Family Is So Annoying
Thalassa had a little too much audacity.
Journal Entry 1: Feelings
The only place where a bard has no walls around.
Beyond The Surface
A look inside some of Talithey’s memories of the Guild.
Zildath The Blood Hunter
Things Unsaid…
NSFW. DETAILED SEX SCENE AND CUTE SHIT BELOW. Right after Zildath gets back from the bad timeline… Zildath waited until his avatar was resting. Inside
An Ugly Truth
“Kiss Me.” Two little words that brought the fever he tried rid himself of earlier crashing back. By Tritheron he wanted her. Just as fiercely
Fevered Dreams
Zildath never had a dream like this before. He was in the river, bathing, singing to himself. He realized after a time he was no
Nightmares
You failed… You failed… …I…failed… …I don’t care… He smelled of blood, and sweat, and dirt, and brine. The floor was hard, but might as
His New Home
Blood splattered the Monastery floor, but not in ritual. The half orc’s fist that connected with Zildath’s jaw caused the small spray, and sent the
Not a Phoenix – A Demon
Fuck. The battle started out well. Zildath was barely able to contain his excitement when Sariel informed him they were in an arena. It took
He was really bad at this…
Zildath was pacing. His dragon, protector, angel, whatever, sat watching him, chin in one hand, the clawed fingers on his other drumming on the ground.
I Am A Blood Hunter
“Why?” Sariel asked. Several things went through his mind at once. Because you’re not afraid of doing what needs to be done. She wasn’t the
Tåke The Druid
You Remind me of the babe…
https://open.spotify.com/track/6FW5yWNM3Jy4LRDJ8KS8oO?si=ed75feb7523342b9 https://open.spotify.com/track/5H1Q6uSjahcvHQamHX6OMu?si=0de1259c6fe241d1 *inspiration songs Tåke knelt there, cradling the child, asleep and swaddled in her cloak, with one arm; the last and hopefully first of
Dream Run
…Hi, I’m Take. You look tired. is everything okay here?”
Incoherent
The tickle in her sinuses finally reached its crescendo just as someone called her name. She looked up and sneezed abruptly, bright red spattering along the nearest wall. Zildath roared his frustration flaring bright as a nova over over the acridness of his pain. Nethrali swayed slightly on her feet and Talithey had disappeared.
Alvitur
Some of her strongest memories were of the taciturn man who taught her everything she knew of the world outside of the woods.
We did drugs!
Hey Malor, it’s me, your favorite druid. it’s been a while since I prayed.
I am Tåke. And I love to run.
As a pup, I was always reprimanded for outpacing the Pack. Wandering off on my own, heedless of the dangers.
Sadgry?
Hi Malor, I know it’s been a while, I’ve been praying to other gods. Don’t worry, I will still pray to you so you won’t
Prayer to Stronmaus
Hey Sky Daddy, It’s me, Your girl Tåke. I don’t usually pray to you because you know, I’m sure being the Storm Lord of the
Nethrali Divine Soul Sorceress
A Different Kind of Wingman
Nethrali huffed as soon as she caught sight of Akiros. “I’m going to murder Zildath.”
The aasimar laughed and finished his ascent to the roof. “While I believe you’re capable of it, why does my presence spark the need for murder little outcast?”
No Rest For the Wicked
PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION. MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE AGAINST A CHILD.
It starts like this
They’d stopped at a new tavern tonight and Nethrali was nervous. New places were always hard because she could never be sure if someone was
What path?
Watching Zildath and Take disappear, Nethrali covered her eyes with the heels of both hands, rubbing gently at first, then swearing as she pushed her
Compartmentalization
She watched the others head over towards the river that Zildath had mentioned and then went back inside the monastery. She moved quietly through the
Fear and Pain
This story has graphic depictions of violence, mentions of injuries and loss of limbs. Please read with caution.
Unstable Ground
As she translated the book that night she kept having to wipe at her face. Her vision was blurry and it was difficult to focus
A Visit With Nyx
Mentions of a concussion and brief descriptions of violence towards a child.
Sariel Horizon Walker
More Like Reapers
And her horizon walkers were starting to look less like protectors and more like reapers.
Then you’re screwed
‘What if it’s not enough? What if I’m not enough?’
Vardin smirked, ‘Then I guess we’re screwed’.
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Michael The Glavie
For all the things that change, some stay the same
A conversation between Angela and Michael before the Ruck mission.A collaboration with Crystal Storm.
This Dream of Ours
The fragmented pieces of her soul that had seen the destruction of earth in the dark timeline felt healed, felt whole looking at how the known worlds had changed.
Until we meet again, Noodle Human
Michael looked at the names of her family etched into the unforgiving stone. A way to remember them. The rain of Heven poured down
Uriel
“I won’t kill my own kind.”
“I’m not held by such foolish notions. That is why I will win.”
He didn’t change his mind.
He was hunched over what was once a dumpster, his clothes hung in strips from his dirt and grime covered body. He stilled as he
ET The Jack
Passing Time
Eve sighed internally and looked out the window of the SUV as they drove back to their new SVT headquarters. She got why Gabriel blamed
Survivors Guilt
Hearing London’s words from her father were like a knife to the gut. ET knew what she’d done would have an impact. Arya wasn’t one
Flashes of Friendship
ET’s perspective: Cora was sitting at her desk working on something. That wasn’t the noteworthy part to ET though. What was, was that Cora was
Survival
WARNING: Graphic depiction of violence, depiction of sexual assault and murder. Please read with caution – – – – – – – – – –
Before Arya
Evangaline Thorne had grown up shy and quiet and that hadn’t changed in her 23 years. Her parents had moved a lot for work and
Choice and Consequence
Evangaline stared at the ceiling of the spaceship from her place on the floor. The pieces of it where thrown together in a patchwork of
John The Nano
End Credits
Look up here, I’m in heaven I’ve got scars that can’t be seen I’ve got drama, can’t be stolen Everybody knows me now Look up
I’ll just be… done.
The world was falling apart but there was never much to it anyway. My hands still sting from catching an actual pineapple thrown at me
John’s Diary
Dear Diary,
This is my first entry, ‘cause I don’t normally do this.
London The Delve
Personal Fallout
“Go away Zeke. I didn’t die, so no need to worry right?.” She bit her lip a little. That came out a little more harsh than she intended.
What to do with Arya’s Arms…
What the hell am I gonna do with Arya’s arms?! Why did we have to clean up what was obviously a Kalturo mess? Least they
Blossom. It’s one of the names my father would call me to make me pay attention to his message. When he was proud of me.
I am never alone.
He called me weak. Said I had always been weak. And the memories in my head affirm it.
What is Memory?
TW: Trauma, confinement, torture, blood, forced implantation, night terrors.
London’s Log.
Crappy spaceship: Who cares about the date We are all going to die. Again. Between the parts floating away, apparently space roaches are eating the
SVT File : BanderSnatch
Name: London Suresh a.k.a Code-name: Bandersnatch Graceful Delve who [Dances with Dark Matter] Age: 25 Height: 5 ft. 5 in. Race: Mixed AA & Indian
Dante The Glaive
Friends and Plans
We will wear your face when we kill your son. Up until they mocked him, Dante didn’t know if they were going to win. But
Coda the AI
Synesthesia
This body – this self-contained network of interconnected machinery – is so different and alien to what I once knew. In most ways, that’s an advantage…
Lexi
The Calm Before the Storm
Lexi leaves the team downstairs and heads up the staircase towards her room… and stops abruptly at the top of the landing as she realizes
One Day/Day One
The soft sound of the suite door closing seems to echo in the empty room after Jordan’s departure. For several long moments, Lexi stands in
The NPCs...
Angela and Gabriel
Hours before London was kidnapped… Gabriel stood on the roof of SVT’s secret building. Angela exited the stairwell door, smiling warmly at Gabriel. “How did
Lilith and Lucifer
Many Millenia Ago… She found him sitting atop the rooftop of the Healing Temple, overlooking the city of Machon. Lilith had felt him all day,
Arya
Tough Love
Arya felt free… and clean in a way she had not felt in so, so long. How she felt though, was not the pressing matter.
What’s Happening Mother?
“I’m going to destroy it. It’s mine to destroy.” The lights of the SVT DC headquarters building did not reach the part of the street
I See You
Kill them all. They hurt you. They always hurt you. We will consume them. Their souls will scream. It is what they deserve. Kill them,
The Last Job & Objective: Survive
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Sloane
Chapter 3: First Things First
The pain she could feel building in her chest lessened. Sloane held Kyle’s gaze for a moment, seeing the sincerity, the truth, behind his words. Her eyes shifted to those that haunted her, bloodied and broken. Sloane’s gaze moved back to Kyle’s, and there was a determination there, “What comes first?”
Chapter 2: You’re Very Special
No dear, it just means you’re very special.
Chapter 1: Talking in Your Sleep
…Life goes on…
….that’s the saddest part to me…
Reyna
Pieces
Skyline and Liquor. It was how they celebrated things, commiserated things, or welcomed each other back after particularly difficult missions. Sloane was more team oriented
Liquor and Skyline
16 years ago… “Yeah, well, we all know Simone’s the perfect child and I’m not….. No, that’s exactly what you said Dad. That I don’t
Etienne
First Loss
Etienne sat on the roof of SVT’s main office, his feet dangling over the side of the building and stared up at the night sky.
Alpha
The first thing they remember is a strange sense of awareness. It’s nothing you could call groundbreaking but there is a feeling of otherness about
Not A Favor
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Animal Instincts
Everything was so complicated and confusing. Moonreaper missed her simple life and her mother. She didn’t know her mother’s name but the other goblins in
Dragons and Destruction
Warning: there are mentions of violence, mild cannibalism typical of goblins and murder.
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