@notsiva OH MY GooDnEsS! Of Course! I Mean What I Said Your Story Was Top Notch!

“So…what do you do on your spare time?”

“I summon the great eldritch beings of Ramusthæ so they heed my beck and call.”

“Cool! I just play a lot of games on my switch, are you familiar with THE Super Mario?”

…later

“HEY! Hey! Come sit with me at lunch!?”

“…sure?”

“Hey! Want do you have for lunch?”

“Tuna sandwich, my mother packed it for me.”

“Oh that’s cool! I wish my mom packed my lunch, she says I have to be a BIG BOY now or whatever- HOLY MOTHER OF CHEEZITS IT HAS EYES-“

“The tuna back home comes in all sorts of shapes and sizes…I shall show you my favourite sometime.”

“Awww that would be awesome!”

Later later…

“Hey, I have a question?”

“Yeah?”

“Why do you spell with symbols? I noticed that at lunch you were writing in some kind of code…is that code?”

“Ah ha, no. I mastered most languages including English, Spanish, Latin and Eldritch but I can’t seem to wrap my head around spelling English, so I’m just writing in what I’m most comfortable in.”

“OOOOH THATS COOL! I can help you with the English! I’m pretty good at English and stuff so I can teach you what I can!”

“…thank you.”

LATER LATER LATER…

HI KIDDO! HOW WAS SCHOOL TODAY?

It was…nice…I made a friend today

WHY THATS WONDERFUL! I TOLD YOU THAT THE HUMAN WORLD, THOUGH DUMB AT TIMES CAN BE WORTH IT FOR THAT ONE PAL!

Yeah yeah yeah…I guess I stand corrected.

You were abandoned by your parents as a baby. An eldritch being sees you and adopts you. You are taught about higher dimensions and arcane magic. But things change when your eldritch parent insists you go to a human school to experience a normal life.

Random Overwatch Writing Idea.

I love the idea of if Gerard survived the encounter with WidowMaker that Gerard would do anything to take down not just Talon but also WidowMaker without thinking of the implications that holds.

He just wants revenge at Talon & destroying their weapon WidowMaker and avenging his wife Amélie would bring him peace…or at least he thinks it would.

(Basically he separated WidowMaker from Amélie) He tries not to put too much thought into it, all he does is try focus on the mission and that anger.

If you want a comparison, he’s more akin to OW1 WidowMaker with no feeling replaced with just anger & resentment.

I also imagine that if WidowMaker (Overwatch 2 specially) ever saw Gerard again she would be floored. Flabbergasted and honestly show that side of emotion again.

Compared to OW1 she is showing more emotion…more anger at Talon and when it comes to Gerard. A lot. (Example when she’s all sassy to Solider 76 when telling him that Gérard preferred roses to lilies)

So I imagine this confused WidowMaker hiding her new found emotion to Talon so she doesn’t go through that trauma again and finding out Amélie isn’t totally dead…then encountering a angry supposed to be dead French man bashing through a window and throwing a dagger at her.

I imagine those interactions in game being damn interesting.

Here’s some ideas of how that would go-

“WidowMaker.”

“Gérard.”

“Still angry at the fact I threw that dagger at you?”

“Yes.”

“Very well.

“You’re alive…”

“What about it?”

“I killed you.”

She sounds pissed off here in both of her statements.

“Oh pff, You’re just mad that the whole reason that your the way that you are is now a lie. Don’t worry SpiderBuilder…you are still a killer.”

//Laughs at seemingly nothing when in reality it’s a certain someone making her laugh//

“Well that’s not disturbing…”

“What? You used to love my laugh~”

“That was before you murdered me in my sleep.”

//hums a soft melody//

“I remember liking your singing voice…why not sing a little song before we go into battle.”

“No can do. My voice is sore.”

A WidowMaker eye roll can be heard.

“From what exactly?”

“…Screaming.”

“Next time when you shoot, can you not shoot near me?”

“Maybe try not heading in with no plan first.”

“You have to get the job done right away. You made that very clear.”

“And I will make it very clear. Again.”

“//Laughs// Remember that time you got super happy hitting that target at the fair?”

“What? Are you gonna tell me that I was a terrible shot and you would do better?”

She stays very silent a moment. As though in thought or even hurt at that comment.

“…yes. I never miss.”

“Well you missed me, faiseur de veuves!”

“Stop standing so close to me, woman!”

“Must you start every fight when we’re near each other?”

“yOu sTarTeD iT fIrsT!”

“Ugh…”

//Gets killed by Gérard//

“I guess I’m the new WidowMaker!”

//Gets killed by WidowMaker//

“You should’ve stayed dead.”

//Gets killed by Gérard//

“I wAs aFrAiD oF sPiDERs-“

//Gets killed by WidowMaker//

“I wish…I wish things were different my love.”

//Gets killed by Gérard//

“I’m sorry…but history tends to repeat itself…”

//Gets healed by WidowMaker//

“Don’t expect a thank you!”

//Gets healed by Gérard//

“Merci, espèce de porc.”

//Gets healed by WidowMaker//

“Wow! You being nice!”

//Gets healed by Gérard//

“You still care? Pathetic.”

I want to make a separate post about my version of what Gérard would be like if he was in game and also other interaction with other characters!

But this was fun to think, write and experiment with! :DD

TRAVEL LOG: 058

DATE UNKNOWN: GALAXY UNKNOWN:

CAPTAIN OF CRUMBLEWAY: VESPER TAYLIN

BOTH SHIP, CAPTAIN AND CREW: MISSING.

PLAYING RECORDING…

//Noises of screaming, wreckage and what seems to be a undocumented creature screech can be heard throughout this recording//

I don’t- I don’t have much time.

I don’t know where we are, where we went and how we even got here but I can describe…THIS…

This creatures takes the form of you.

This creature no matter dog, cat, human or even another alien species it will take your place and be you and it will EAT YOU.

IT ATE CASSIAN, KENYA AND CLOVE, IT TORE UP OUR REACTOR, THIS SHIP MAY EXPLODE I’M UNSURE!

ALL I KNOW IS THAT PLEASE DON’T GO TO A BLUE PURPLE PLANET WHOSE CLOUDS WHICH ARE AS RED AS BLOOD. IT WILL FIND YOU AND IT WILL EAT YOU OR…Worse.

This thing is strong, but also smart…it took…it took Amber’s face and pretended it was her and then…PLEASE.

HEED MY WARNING. FORGET ABOUT ME, THE SHIP, THE RESOURCES BUT DON’T EVER FORGET THE LEGACY OF MY CREW!

DON’T COME HERE PLEASE! PLEA-

//Screams can be heard and blaring of alarms//

“…Hello?”

//The recording abruptly cuts off, static can be heard afterwards//

END OF RECORDING…

A young woman could be heard at the end of the recording, it was later identified to be 19 year old, Amber Danae Taylin, Child of Vesper Ryker Taylin who is proclaimed dead.

Crew that suspect to be alive consist of-

————————————————————————————————————

Cassidy Chip Conahay (Age: 24, Status: Unknown)

Robin Stellis Cresswell (Age: 25, Status: Unknown)

Billie Gaz Fenlen (Age: 36, Status: Unknown)

Loreleli Belle Sutherland (Age: 29, Status: Unknown)

Snoopy the Astrodog (Breed: Mutt, Age: 5 (36-66 in Dog Years) Status: Unknown)

and Ship, Codenamed “CRUMBLEWAY” and a important mineral called “Vesparis” is proclaimed missing.

Crew proclaimed Dead consist of-

——————————————————————————————————

Cassian Clyde Conahay (Age: 27, status: DEAD)

Kenya Glade Abbot (Age: 27, Status: DEAD)

Clove Marrium Heymower (Age: 78, Status: DEAD)

Amber Danae Taylin (Age: 19, Status: DEAD)

Captain Vesper Ryker Taylin (Age: 56, Status: DEAD)

///////////////////////////////////

Known so far:

The crew was tasked to collect more of the mineral known as “Vesparis” a blue crystal that can give energy to an entire planet by only using a crystal the size of a pea.

The collecting of “Vesparis” was done at a Planet known as “Cessandris”, close to our galaxy known as the Metroway.

But due to faulty conditions of the ship they landed on a unknown planet, now described to be a planet of- “BLUE PURPLE PLANET WHOSE CLOUDS WHICH ARE AS RED AS BLOOD.”

They were stuck in this planet for 8.286 weeks and during this time ASO has sent out multiple searcher ships to look for the lost crew.

The Ardonis Space Organization barely picked up much of Captain Taylin’s space logs due to how isolated this planet was from any space organization ruled planet. Only three were recovered.

Space Log 001.

Space Log 039.

Space Log 058.

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The Final Log before the ASO found out it was too late for five of “CRUMBLEWAY”’s crew to be rescued.

Star Commander, Lee Jupiter Taylin has commanded that a small team now known as “Team Rogue” would research, study and investigate what happened to the crew of “CRUMBLEWAY” and see if the lost crew are still alive and can be able to return back home and found dead crew members and return them back home to get a proper burial.

Most notably, to find out who or what has done this.

Much is too be done. As of right now, “Team Rogue” is starting recover more of Captain Taylin’s space logs, two more are almost complete and the creature heard during space log, 058 is being researched.

The Planet known simply as “Rogue” is yet to be discovered but when it does, Star Commanders, Soleil Edna Hatton, Mark Zeke Bondnavist, Hayden Fitzroy Sutherland and Lee Jupiter Taylin gave the command to recover what was lost and to kill whatever has done this.

END OF LOG..

Spaceships have been disappearing in deep space for unknown reasons. One day the log of one lost ship is found.

CONTAINS CRUDE LANGUAGE

You have been warned.

The sky was blood red and the fumes of gas were in the air as I ran screaming for my friends name.

Hoping no PLEADING that he will come rescue me from this...THIS NIGHTMARE.

I hear screams and gasps of pain as I drew near the settlement camp yelling for not just my friend but for the Chief.

“GUS! GUS! ABE! ANYONE!!” I screamed only to see my name being called in a distance. I run at full speed towards Alex.

“ALEX! Thank fuck your alive, where’s Gus?!” Alex signs that he’s in the Medbay. “THANK GOD! Alex stay safe okay?” I say as I bolt for the Medbay, Alex signs “Good Luck” and disappears back into the well hidden bunker.

If you don’t know what’s going on this is the year of 2220 where the world has gone to shit. You think the pandemic was bad? 200 years later there will be a war that will literally destroy Earth. Great.

The thought of the world being fucked I toss aside for now and run into the bushes yell “LIBERTY FOR LAND!” And get immediately sucked into the ground.

I then get plopped on to the metal like floor with a loud CLANK! Where people barely noticed as they scramble and panic as the alarms blast loud and clear that shit is about to go down.

I yell for Gus and Abe as I get onto my feet and run through the giant underground base, dodging scientists, doctors, nurses and normal citizens young and old.

For the last 50 years a War has started between Human Kind and The Reptilian Republic. You heard that right, the Reptilian Republic! 200 years ago those stories and myths of creatures like Mermaids or Bigfoot or any kind of cryptic? They exist...more or less.

Turns out, these creatures were either government experiments gone terribly wrong or were a evolution mistake of sorts...The Reptilian Republic were descendants of Dinosaurs or something I have no fucking clue even though I lived through these events, fucking hell Chris...I didn’t mean for-

When your friend is drunk he says that he is a wizard. So you jokingly ask him to make you immortal. That was 200 years ago.

While everyone is probably one upping one another I thought I would share this!

Sure I do overthink while I drift off to sleep but then I at least think of one silly thing or one happy thing that brings me a smile!

It can be a cute dog! Me petting and adopting said dog, playing with that dog or something like being surprised with a cat that was sitting on my doorstep! What would I do with that said cat?

Or I think of things I’m in love with! Like Video Games, Writing, Art! Things that bring me a smile...or I think of something dumb like-

THEN I WOULD BE LAUGHING MYSELF SLEEP-

All I’m saying is think of one thing that makes you smile!

Overthinking yourself to sleep is the adult version of bedtime story

Practicing writing fight scenes. The Gem of Creation calls to me.

The sun beamed down on me on this autumns day, it was unusually hot, which made me and many others uncomfortable.

We knew the day would come that those soldiers from the west would come and take what they think is theirs.

For centuries, we’ve protected this abandoned kingdom of the east. It’s ruins is our home, it has been for so long…I grew up here and so many others. Like my friends.

But we’ve been told that the soldiers of the west would come back…I didn’t believe it until I saw a scout wearing armour that was the colour of sliver, glistening in the sun.

I knew then we would be in danger.

I’ve told my fellow dwellers that our home was to be attacked soon and to be ready, they were coming for something priceless.

Something dangerous that shouldn’t fall into their hands.

One hundred years ago, when the kingdom of the east was only slowly being accepted by nature again, a shining light was coming from the ruined castle.

When we investigated, it was beautiful.

The heart of the Sea.

We swore to protect the precious gem, not many of us questioning why it was in the kingdom of the east’s clutches before it the fall but I believe they wanted it because it connected them to our long forgotten creators.

Where we hoped one day, they would return to us.

If we held onto the gems of creations, like the heart of the Sea we could possibly summon them, but this precious gem in the hands of the west? It would be catastrophic.

The sun still beams brightly…I’m not used to all this sun. Non of us are.

We’re used to the shadows.

I await at the gate. The entrance to the centre of the castle where lies the heart of the Sea. I must be on my guard or those who came to claim it will cut me into nothing but pieces.

So I await at my post until I see them.

A solider? No, a knight.

Whose armour shines a luminous blue and whose helmet is adorned with horns the colour of gold.

And whose sword is sharper then any sword I’ve ever seen.

I pull out my own sword. I throw my cloak aside.

Thus my fate maybe sealed…or theirs.

I charged towards them my sword aiming for their abdomen, they dodge to my right and I swing the sword to my right.

Somehow they dash away from my strike and try to aim for my head, if I was only a few more seconds late I would’ve had a sword in my head but I was able to lunge forward and catch myself before turning quickly.

I throw my sword at them and they dodge, looking at the sword and I’m able to strike them with my dagger. Piercing their chainmail, it caught them off guard and they stagger, I try aim for the eye holes of their helmet but I end up collapsing on top of them.

We fumble for but a moment but I grip onto my dagger as I’m able to stab their eye.

They scream and immediately push me off, I’m without my dagger and I try and catch myself but I fall onto my whole being, it leaves me winded and I look to them.

They get up, they tower over me, I expect them to remove the dagger, it jutting out of their helm but no, they only walk to my direction with a thousand yard stare.

I shuffle back, trying to get some distance but no, their walking is my running speed.

Their sword is by their side as they get to my feet and I feel fear.

This is my end.

Their sword pointed at me, right where my heart is. “Your last words, Dweller?” That last word was filled with disgust at my mere name. At my people’s name.

“!niw reven lliw uoy!” I throw my last bit of dust at the solider and I hear a blood curdling scream.

Their sword clatters onto the cobble stone as I hear their cries, clawing at their eyes, they get on their knees and I see sizzling.

They’re screaming is empty, nothing comes out anymore, they must’ve inhaled the dust. They hold their throat and almost collapse on me but I was able to scurry away before a loud clatter.

I see minor twitching…then nothing,

Dead.

I get up, I’m shaking at what I’ve done.

But I knew it had to be done.

I try to ignore the smell of sizzling flesh and head into the ruined castle, picking up my sword and my cloak, wrapping it around me once more.

Hoping that it can cover me from what I have done.

I open the large metal doors and close them quickly before rushing to the center of the castle.

The Princess’s chambers.

Centuries ago, a war happened between all three kingdoms, North, South and West to try and get the heart of the Sea from the East.

But the princess hid the gem in her room, where she invoked an ancient spell.

A spell that simply made them all disappear.

The kings and queens, the generals and soldiers, anyone who was at the territory of the kingdom of the east were gone. Just like that.

No one dared investigated what happened, a spell that simply made everyone disappear like they never existed scared the other kingdoms into backing off, believing the heart of the Sea was gone with the princess that invoked the ancient spell.

But no, one hundred years ago, the gem shone a brilliant light and came back to life.

I make my way past the halls, the walls covered in moss and vines, tapestries strewn around the place, some old and worn, others torn and shredded from all the time that has passed, I make my way through the long hall and open the doors to the princess’s chamber.

Where in the middle, glows the light of the heart of the Sea. Spinning in mid air, it’s making these beautiful noises reminding me of crashing waves.

I’m unsure what to do, the others must have defeated the other soldiers by now…I should go get them and see what is going on but when I turn to leave I feel this pull…like it’s calling me.

I turn and it’s shining this light that can counter the sun in beauty, I can’t help but step closer.

Before I knew it I was holding it in my hand, I feel the energy surge through my entire body. I feel lighter then air, I hear the ocean waves and I can hear it singing to me.

Telling me…

To find them.

Thus…my journey begins.

Hello, Ladies, Gents and Non-Binary Pals! ✨🏳️‍🌈HAPPY PRIDE MONTH🏳️‍🌈✨

It’s like any other month but WAYYYYYY more colourful!

I hope ya’ll have a fantastic pride month and remember people, you don’t have to do anything BIG just be yourself and just try relax every now and then CAUSE YOU DESERVE IT!!

HAVE FUN!! DON’T BLOW UP ANYTHING!✨🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️✨

I...uh...it’s sorta true I guess🥺👉👈

AGH! Never doing that emoji again lol

AGH! I LOVE THIS SHOW! 😤👌

family hug!

The Knight loomed over the kingdom it watched over. Wishing to be apart of that world again. To be just that as their namesake…a Knight.

Dedicated to protecting the people of this realm, of this kingdom of green and white. How the trees give shade to the people, how the white ivory roads could be seen when the Knight tilted their head just right, where the run shined on the surface. Up above in this lonely castle, all the Knight could ever do was watch. And wait…wait, then wait some more…until time ran out of sand.

The Knight hated just being in the castle, the castle was fine on its own, a beautiful, big structure which dares almost touch the heavens if they dare exist, it’s a beautiful home…just not their home. Their world, not something they were made for, not something they ever wanted. They wanted to be down and there and protect, to be connected to the nature and to its people. Yet here the Knight was. Looming, like a guard dog.

The more they watched the people the less alone the Knight felt. No one else was here but them. No maids or staff, no butlers or ladies in waiting, not even another guard or even royalty…the Knight was all alone in the abandoned spire that reached to the clouds above. All alone. Protecting what? They sighed as they moved from the balcony to the throne room. Protecting their friends last wish.

“I know this is too much to ask of you, please protect the castle…protect it until I return. I can’t explain it all my dear Knight. Just please. I beg of you, protect it with all your might and will.”

Damn them and their loyalty as the Knight would’ve been gone long ago without it, they’re bored out of their mind and sad at being away from what they love so much, which was life itself. Yet, they know that protecting this place would protect what they truly love. Though this friend was quite a handful, they spoke no lies before.

Yet as the Knight waited. The Knight felt more alone, yet also comfortable here, but there was always a want, a need to go home.

“Just a bit longer.” The Knight said, waiting and waiting as they sat at the stairs leading up to the ivory throne. Waiting, waiting…waiting.