[Our story begins with the scenery of a bystanding tree in…I dunno, somewhere near the Academy, I guess? Much to this poor tree’s dismay, it’s bark gets split open (deforestating it, of course), and producing a portal where it’s barren log stands. Out of this log appears…]

Scyithe: [object show character resembling the Scyithe from the now-unpopular ROBLOX game “Treasure Quest”] *with the unholy power of knockback, performs a flip in the air, and lands face-front on the ground* Ugh…physics these days…*gets up, and somehow brushes himself off* Well, doesn’t matter now, let’s get this show on the road! *drags a literal Hand-Powered Recovery Center out of the portal, and uses it to revive…*

Embershed: *wakes up, blinking softly, and then looks around* Hrrrgh? [I probably should mention that this big guy died pretty early one after its final evolution, so it didn’t really get to learn how to SPEAK any languages…including english]

Sciythe: Hey there, buddy…sorry for not bringing you back for—how long has it been, 4 years?

Embershed: *cocks its head sideways at Sciythe, and sniffs the {f r e s h o x y g e n} in the air*

Sciythe: Well, to clarify, PPOS got cancelled a couple of years back…BUUUUT I’m rebooting it! [“Yay” sound effect”] (😀) So the main question is…are you willing to compete again…?

Embershed: *looks at Sciythe with a progressive amount of suspicion…before eventually shaking its head in a agreement*

Sciythe: (😌…😁👍) Great! Honestly, i’m glad that you're in agreement…but one question…can you still fly?—*gets smoldered by Embershed wings, flinging him to the floor) (...) Yep, I thought so…

[And so, after a wonderful (and for Sciythe, nostalgic) journey across the world of Prodigy Math, over a multitude of island and landmarks most Prodigy players tend to ignore or avoid due to a lack of gameplay exploration mechanics, as well as nearly crashing into the 6th floor of the Dark Tower (without a membership)...]

…

Aspen Frost: *eating a rather large footlong sandwich; obviously a reference to an infamous, but not popular, Geometry Dash 2.2 level* [Sciythe and Embershed rush past him in a streak of warm air, breaking open the “gates” of the Crystal Caverns mines, and nearly knocking over his footlong sandwich] (...) Whoa. I’ve seen a lot, but this is something you REALLY don’t see every day!

…

[And so, Sciythe and Embershed land in the exact place when Sciythe had defined]

Sciythe: *jumps off of Embershed before it finishes flying* And…we’re here! Now, all we have to do is find that Crystal Monster that joined the original show…and hope that it wasn’t completely overcome by shadow magic—*suddenly comes across a large pile of snow* (...) What the—

[Suddenly, the ground begins to shake, and out from the snow pile comes an enormous Type 2 Crystal Monster. (Yep, that's right. We’ve intentionally triggered a proper Prodigy Math battle)]

Sciythe: Oh…dear…[to Embershed] EMBERSHED, USE METEOR SHOWER!

Embershed: (-_-)

Sciythe: Oh yeah, I forgot that this isn’t Pokemon. (uh…) DO WHATEVER YOU WANT!

Embershed: *hesitates, and fires a literal beam of molten magma from its mouth (yes, the anatomy of Prodigy Math’s creatures in incredibly complicated even to this stern, get used to it)*

[EMBERSHED CASTED “FLAME BURST”! IT WAS VERY INEFFECTIVE! IN FACT SO INEFFECTIVE, THAT IT BASICALLY DID NOTHING!]

Fat Crystal Monster: *literally takes only 10 damage, lol* *immediately becomes extra aggressive thanks to whatever the Embershed did, and fires an attack in its own defense*

[CRYSTAL MONSTER CASTED “CRYSTAL CRASH”! IT WAS IMPOSSIBLY EXTREMELY SUPER-EFFECTIVE!]

Embershed: *gets barraged (and potentially stabbed) with a rainfall of crystal spikes, injuring it so much to the stern that it actually did the Family Guy death pose*

Fat Crystal Monster: *after taking down Embershed, turns towards Sciythe*

Acid Scepter: (😰) Uh…hey there, buddy! Hopefully you don’t…uh…kill me!…or…whatever! (😬—)

[suddenly, a debatably smaller Crystal Monster burrows out of the snow from under the Fat Crystal Monster, and crawls up to Sciythe]

Sciythe: (😧…😐) Wait…you’re not— you’re exactly who I think…b-believe you are…?

Crystal Monster: *in spite of not having eyes, leans up to and stares at Sciythe intently*

Sciythe: (...) Dang, you’ve grown BIG since the last time I saw you. [You already know what this means] [to Fat Crystal Monster] So, you’re…uh…not going to kill me? (😬)

Fat Crystal Monster: (...) *burrows back into the snow almost effortlessly*

Sciythe: (...) *phew* Thank goodness. [to Embershed] By the way, are you okay?

Embershed: *groans in pain*

Sciythe: Yeah, I thought so.

[And so…]

Sciythe: [Riding on Embershed, with the Crystal Monster tucked under his arms. Currently, they're flying above the Firefly Forest (which honestly, barely has anything to do with fireflies)] Okay, so…according to the viewer recommendations, we just need to..uhh…kidnap a Sentinel.

Embershed: (...🤨)

Sciythe: Yeah, I know that's not the best idea, but… let’s just take one and go already. [obviously he forgot how hard they actually are to find, but..whatever?]

…

Sentinel: [CAN YOU FIND THE HIDDEN SENTINEL?! *Dora the Explorer mouse sfx* *sounds of tree branches moving* THERE SHE IS!] *Stands still like a statue—I MEAN, tree branch—, unable to be heard—I MEAN, seen—from any difference whatsoever, seemingly not breathing. It would surprise me, honestly, if anyone had seen it before I pulled that “Dora the Explorer” joke— oh wait, we don’t even have animators, what’s even the point of me writing this sentence?* [randomly gets kidnapped by Embershed, and is dragged off into the sky] (...😳)

…

[And so, less than an hour later…]

Sciythe: [Currently parked in an open, grassy area near the Academy along with the other Prodigy pets, but not so close to the Academy that anyone there would see an animate two-bladed scythe with “wiry-looking two-pixel-wide snaps-like-a-twig* noodlelimbs talking to wildlife as if it’s the most normal thing ever.] Sigh…this took WAY too little time than I expected it to take. But first thing’s first—to make sure that everyone has their mentality in check—anyone wanna raid the Dark Tower?

[Aw heck naw.]

Embershed and Crystal Monster: *slowly back away*

Sentinel: *leans over, and falls to its side like a vase*

Sciythe: (...) Yeah…I thought so.

[CANONICAL DATE: March 8th, 2025]

Alpha sat down in his chair with a stack of papers.

Omega was reclining on a nearby chair, which was nearly identical to Alpha's. He was sipping some tea.

"So. I was looking through the Archives the other day and I found these." He waved the papers through the air. "I think my mom must have stored them down there after we moved in... But this one-" He took a paper off of the top of the stack, "I found very, well, interesting."

"Mhm." Omega took a long sip of his tea.

"Ahem." Alpha began. "My dear grandchild, Pi or Gamma, whichever Beta has chosen, I have taken the responsibility to name your child." He stole a glance over the page at his great grandfather, then continued to read. "You may think this is strange, but I chose your name too. Or at least, the options for it. Lets see. What were we talking about again? Ah, yes. Your child. I have two options. If it is a boy, he shall be named Alpha. If it is a girl-" He paused stealing another look at Omega. "If it is a girl, she shall be named Sigma."

Omega abruptly spat his tea back into his mug and looked up at Alpha, hacking out the liquid that had gone down his windpipe.

"Now." Alpha said in a calm voice. "Most honorable great grandfather, what kind of a girl's name is SIGMA?"

Omega cleared his throat.

"I didn't think you'd find that..." He rasped, setting his mug on a nearby bookshelf.

His great-grandson sighed.

"You are the most interesting person I've ever met."

"You've told me that before." Omega interrupted.

Alpha leaned his face on his hands and sighed, "I could have been a Sigma..."

Omega groaned.

[click]

(snoring)

(door creaks open)

(footsteps)

[ALAN]

Boss?

Hey, boss!

Wake up!

[IRIS]

Mmngh.

[ALAN]

(sigh)

Iris, there’s a stateme–

[IRIS]

I’M UP!

[ALAN]

There is absolutely no way that just worked.

[IRIS]

Oh, Alan! Where’s my statement–

[ALAN]

It’s a letter addressed to you. From some strange person named Dia, or whatever. Do you know them?

[IRIS]

If I did know a Dia, I most certainly have forgotten them. But hey, they have a statement for us!

(clears throat)

Statement of Dia Mondsea, regarding… uh.

Huh.

[ALAN]

Iris?

[IRIS]

…Her godly powers and what she wants to do with them?

[ALAN]

…Oh.

[IRIS]

(sigh)

Statement begins.

[IRIS]

Hello, dearest Archivist and Archival Assistant! And they eyes that follow you, of course. Oh, but you wouldn’t know about that. So it’s just you two!

I’m Dia, the uh, god of the world as you know it? Obviously if you don’t believe in greater beings and all that, the term “god” doesn’t make much sense, but hey, if you have a better name for one person that can control everything that ever happens on the planet, would love to hear it. Anyways, your world, or well, my world, since I created it, is a problem for me. Because I really love this world, and yet… I’m not satisfied at all with how I managed it. I had too many ideas for everything, and not enough time, and I guess I didn’t feel like that was very fair to everyone in the world, and the eyes outside of it. And to be honest, I kinda gave up on the world. Let it remain stagnant.

But luckily, as a deity with control over everything that goes on, I can change the things I don’t like! You deserve better than the stasis I’ve put you in, and I’m determined to take things to the end. But, I’d like to reach that end with time, experience, and effort, so… it’s not close. It’s not even close in my dreams.

Obviously I’m not redoing everything–some statements were really cool, and I’m sure you’ll experience a little bit of deja vu when you see them again in the new timeline, but for now, think of it as a clean slate.

Oh and, probably could have mentioned this sooner, but… once you finish reading this letter this universe will immediately be… well… archived! Haha. Ha.

Yeah… that was pretty bad. I’m not sorry.

Anyways, you won’t have to be stuck in here for long. You'll wake up relatively soon, in this world you’ve always knows, albeit… just a little different. Hang tight, My Dear Archivist.

(and assistant.)

Statement ends.

[click]

[ARCHIVE WORLD?]

!!Warning, you will not be able to alter this world once it is archived!!

>Y

N

[ARCHIVING WORLD…]

[REBOOTING…]

[click]

most people won't know this, but i have a little blog-series thingie that's essentially an AU with The Magnus Archives (TMA) elements, and it's got quite a few statements! When I started it, the fanon wiki was literally just the rotw group + whami, and my writing level has improved a lot fince I started it, so... it's not that great.

https://prodigy-game-fanon.fandom.com/wiki/User_blog:Diamondsea/ROTW_(Magnus_Archives_AU)

But it's a cool AU! And I have wayyy cooler ideas for what to do with the characters in it!
So, as the supreme deity of the TMAAU universe, I can just. shape it to how I see fit now. But as poorly written as they are, I can't just redo or remove those statements--so they're "archived" now.
...which just means that I'm not editing that blog again.
But the series will come back again! Someday! Oneday! soon, probably. :p

"Awaken, my dear."

I opened my eyes for the first time, and there stood in front of me was a feminine golem with half of her face broken off. Her head had crescent horns all over her head, as she stared into me with her singular eye. I could feel the sadness swelling up in her heart, even though she didn't let a hint of it onto her cold-hearted face. Was it because she saw me? I reached my little hands towards her, touching her moon-like horns.

"I'm so sorry, are you ok...?" I asked the woman in a childish voice. She looked me straight in the eyes and smiled. It wasn't an easy smile though, I felt herself trying to smile at me. I guess she wasn't used to smiling, but who doesn't like smiling? She picked me up and pat my flower-shaped head.

"It's been too long... Welcome to our shattered world, Tnemele," She spoke in a calm voice. "Oh, how long I've waited for this moment..."

I looked at her with such awe and curiosity. Why was I here? How was I here? Who is she? What did she mean by shattered world? so many interesting questions to ask!

"Who are you?" I asked her in a small, cute voice. Her not-so-easy smile turned into a saddened look.

"I am your mother."

"Really!?" I asked in excitement. She seemed happy that I was overjoyed, but I knew that something was bugging her. "Can you explain everything happening here?" Her face darkened.

"Tnemele, you were my unfinished son; a half-finished statue collecting dust in the palace. Me and your father never had enough time to finish carving your body, but I finally had the urge to finish you after-" She paused and turned her head away from me as if I was a part of the problem. "...after everyone in our universe perished... As well as your father."

"Was I only brought back to save the race from total extinction?" I asked curiously.

"..Not only that, but you are what is left to remember of your father." She looked down. I felt her heart descend deeper into true sadness, she probably sees me as my father's spitting image, reminding her of him. "I think you are too young to know... but there were only two survivors besides us."

I tilted my head in awe. So, others escaped too? I wondered who they were.

"Mother, who were these survivors?"

"Two unnamed children. They escaped the massacre 42 years ago," She brightened up like an idea popped up inside her hollow head. "They were ones we chose specifically to survive this, and your father gave them a taste of his godly powers. That was enough to help them survive... I hope."

I smiled happily and clapped my hands repeatedly.

"More! More! Tell me more about this, mother!" I shouted happily. My mother snickered a little bit, but I could tell she was uneasy of this. Here's what I was told: My father was the god of what is called the "Sun" (and his name is that too!), my mother is the goddess of moon (gosh, her name is that too!), the two survivors are on an island with inhabitants, and that I will soon grow up to be heir to the ruler of the golem race. Pretty cool, eh? Boy do I wonder: What else mysteries are there to learn?

RAHHHHHHH PLS GIVE ME FEEDBACK I'M TIRED OF JUST SITTING HERE 👹👹👹


Btw who here want a part 2 :3

It’s been almost 4 years since I started working on this comic idea. I don’t know if I’ll ever finish it or upload a page but I’m just glad it’s finally out there for people to see.

Lake: There you are! Why didn't you take your pet?

"Why didn't I take my pet!?" I responded. I started to sob about how I had gotten the weakest pet, and about how I would never be a good fighter.

"What do you think defines strength?" Inquired Lake.

I think the answer is obvious. Power. That's what dracic has, so it's the best starter, right?

"You see this rock? It used to be hot, just like lava. But it changed. Now, it's firm." Explained Lake. "If you change your perspective, then you can become strong, just in a different way"

"Give me 1 more reason," I said.

"Well, this is the last place they're obtainable. The new starters have been rolled out, but we don't like them here on clockwork." Sighed Lake. "Are you ready for your starter pet?"

Then, he presented me with the bird. It might have looked sick and weak, but I had failed to look at it's golden, plumage, or the electricity that it released when sneezing. Maybe, just maybe, this could work.

---

"Here's the money that you need for this journey," said my mom. "Remember to stay healthy at all times, okay?"

"Go make us proud," said my dad. That was exactly what I was going to do.

The whole "adventure team" thing was turning out great. Team Lotus was earning a bunch of coins, items, and other rewards. It had only been a week, and they'd already completed several quests.

"Okay, team, let's try this one." Lotus pointed at a flyer near the bottom of the board. "Says here that this Bitbot needs help reassembling itself. We can do that, right?"

Kira nodded. "Your plant magic can probably do the job."

"Alright, let's head out! It should be down that way." He led Kira and Aroura through the town. As they were leaving, another pair walked up to the board, eyeing the same flyer.

"Those losers think they can take all the credit, huh?" one of them sneered, his wispy orange tail flicking in annoyance. "Well, they've got bad things coming for them."

His companion balled up his fists. "Team Flash's gonna have to free them of their labor... through force. Let's take 'em down, Jal."

And the pair drifted away.

________

"All fixed!" Lotus's vines retracted from the small screws.

"This feels so much better! Thank you!" Bert the Bitbot, who'd placed the order, beamed at them and ran off to fetch their reward.

Kira sat down. "Man, why are all the easy quests so rewarding? Some of these are fairly simple tasks. I feel like the other Pets are overpaying." Aroura nodded in agreement.

"Well, when that 'simple task' is impossible because of your typing, or your physical traits..." Lotus shrugged. "You're a lot more grateful for the help."

"I guess that makes sense." Her ears twitched. Something felt wrong.

Burt came rushing back with some coins. "Here you go. Thanks again, Lotus!"

"You're welcome! My teammates and I are happy to help." The Sproot took the coin bag in his beak and carried it outside.

As the trio were walking back to their home, Kira slowed suddenly, her fur puffing up. "Hey, guys... does something feel-"

A red blur jumped out of the bushes, tackling her and cutting her off. She found herself face-to-face with a Scovile. His leafy frills were flared out, and wisps of smoke drifted from between his bared teeth. As Lotus and Aroura gasped in shock, a chubbier white figure appeared, snatching the coins and darting away.

Lotus shook his head and glared at them. "Jal! Whis! I should have known you'd do something like this. Let her go!"

"And why should we?" Jal returned the furious gaze, refusing to let Kira up. "You've been taking all the quests. We're just trying to free some up for little Teams like ours. And if that means taking yours out of commission, well..." He raised a clawed forepaw, ready to strike. "...I don't mind that at all."

Aroura charged forward, preparing a Comet attack. However, Whis stopped her with a Nip to the tail. Enraged, Lotus used Bramble Chain, but it did minimal damage to the chubby Rukus.

Jal turned back to Kira. "Time to pay for that beach incident, hairball."

Kira, panicking, flailed. Jal struggled to keep her down, and eventually was thrown off. She stood up and went after Whis, hitting him with a Scratch.

"OW!" The Ice Pet released Aroura and growled at the trio. "You'll never beat me! All of you are weaker!"

"Doesn't mean we can't try!" shouted Lotus, using Beak to knock him away. Kira prepared to follow up his attack, but saw Jal sneaking up on them. She whipped around to face him... and felt a new power within her.

A ball of swirling leaves manifested above her and flew towards the angered Scovile, striking him hard. He flew back from the impact and struggled to get back up.

Before she could process what had happened, she heard a shout. "Don't even THINK about coming back!" Lotus snapped as Whis flew away. His buddy hurried after him. Aroura watched them leave, contempt in her eyes, and went to pick up the bag of coins.

Lotus turned to Kira. "Hey, you alright?"

"Yeah... just..." She sat down. The new move had left her breathless. "I think I learned another attack. There was this... huge ball of leaves... and..."

"That was Leaf Storm," her friend replied. "Which means you've gotten a lot stronger!"

"I have? Uh... thanks!"

"Let's head home and take a break. Those jerks used up a lot of our energy."

Battagoat.

Water element

Lv

Water Burst 6 90 0 2

Aqua Burst 7 90 1 6

Leaf Burst 6 100 0 16

Nip 5 100 0 24

Evolutions: Waterbash

Hp 720 max hearts

I have a story idea, and before starting, I want to put in a few facts. It will be very, very similar to Pokémon, but use prodigy pets. Same battle style, same a lot of stuff. I would like some advice on how to build the story. Thank you!

Prolouge (is that how it's spelled?)

Hello, I'm Diego Thunderunner, and I live on clockwork island. Tomorrow is the biggest day of my life! Profesor Lake has just received the starters, and I know exactly who I want! Dracic is the coolest pet ever! It's fire is the strongest! Problem is, there are 3 other people trying to get a starter! So, I have to get there first, to get the strongest pet!

*sleeps*

5:01am

Shoot! I overslept! Got to go, otherwis my friends will beat me

*showers and changes* 510am *hops on bike*

No no no no, they're beating me there!

John Earthquakemaker: That dracic is mine, and you know it!

I spotted Anna Heartsong and Courtney Waterformer racing towards the lab. I think that they both want creela, but from what I know, Courtney will be fine with a peeko.

Everyone: I was here first! GIMME MY PET!!!

Professor Lake: I knew this would happen, and to think it's only 5:15...

As we all demanded our pets, Lake tried desperately to calm us down. Then, he did something unexpected. He brings out a hat

John: what is that?

As the professor explained how he would use the hat, me and Anna glanced at the pets. The creela was nice, the dracic was great, the peeko beautiful, and there was a sick bird. I did NOT. Want the bird.

Lake: first, an introduction. I am Professor Trey Clearlake, or as you know me, Professor Lake. This hat has all of your names inside. Whoever I draw, gets to choose. First out, Courtney! Come claim your pet!

As Anna groaned, knowing she had risen at 5 just to miss out on her favorite pet, And Courtney choose,

Courtney: Peeko!

All: What?

WOW that's a good friend. I would kill for a good friend like that...

As Lake made his next decision, we all held our breath. Little did I know how influential this was for me.

As John picked up the dracic, I knew my life would be changed forever. Now, I had a choice: would I take Anna's favorite pet? Or settle for a snotty soral? I didn't have to choose.

A metallic grunt echoed through Evelyn’s lab as a mass of steel and circuitry shaped into a feline stretched its giant limbs and rose from the warm, red platform it typically rested upon. Across the room, the sound of metal against metal and soft humming echoed back, and with a sniff, the tiger glanced at the clock and padded off the platform.

Evelyn didn’t flinch as Mint-Tea nudged her leg gently, the metallic beast chuffing lightly when all she did in response was lightly scratch it behind the ears. The steel tail flicked its way at her lightly, but never made contact, a well trained tiger. Well programmed tiger, really.

Evelyn sighed, looking down at the hunk of metal and bopped it on the nose. “Shush, you silly. I don’t have time for lunch right now, I’ll grab something from the cafeteria later.”

Mint-Tea only grumbled some more before padding back towards her charging station, laying flat on the platform and soaking the sun into its solar panels. Evelyn smiled slightly, setting down her screwdriver.

“Alright, fine. I’ll see if any of the others want something to eat, too.”

The Archives were a labyrinth of bookshelves, rooms always different every time one entered, but Evelyn somehow always managed to navigate her way to where she needed to be.

“Lloyd?”

The boy glanced up from where he was reading against the wall, eyes flashing in brief frustration before he nodded hello. Evelyn smiled, taking a seat next to him and glancing over his shoulder to look at the pages. “What’s this?”

Lloyd hesitated as Evelyn turned from the book to watch his face, and the nagging pull from the microchip inside his skull sent him into a splitting headache that he could fight as long as he wanted and would never be able to defeat.

“...It’s a fairytale. From the age of the Caverners.” His voice came out choppy and unnatural to his own ears, but Evelyn only beamed at him, satisfied that he answered.

“Oh, that sounds lovely! Do you want to keep reading or take a break to eat lunch with me?”

He was lucky to have a choice this time.

“...Reading.”

Her smile fell for a moment, but she pulled it back, nodding. “That makes sense, I’ll let you be.” She reached over to squeeze his hand in what would be comforting if she wasn’t what she was, and stood up.

“See you later, Lloyd.”

The eyes that followed her were full of eternal loathing.

Evelyn was lucky to have so many friends. Diane, Faith, and Ana on her left, and Kaiden, Ben, and Ash on her right. Jacob stayed with his fellow trainees and Wardens and Gale was too busy to have his meals with her, but her six were perfect enough for her, seven including Lloyd, who had once again avoided lunch with her. The tinkerer smiled as all her friends took their seats, and leaned forwards.

“So, how are all of you today?”

She could see the rippling effect, the electric pulse that signalled her command even if it was phrased as a question.

“We’re fine.” Diane answered for both her and Faith, and Evelyn frowned. Faith wouldn’t be able to answer her if Diane did that. Maybe she shouldn’t have let their chips connect to each other.

“Faith?”

“Yeah, we’re doing well.” The fey answered, and both of them slumped back, having completed her command.

“I was a tad bit stressed out this morn!” Ben blurted out, and Evelyn couldn’t help the beam that spread out across her face–reliable Bennet, always proving to her that she still had it in her to capture the nuances and pour humanity into her work.

“How come, Ben?” Evelyn asked, eyes shining.

“...The play thou art in is far more complicat'd than thou anticipated.” The blonde scratched the back of his head awkwardly. “The scriptures inflict woe upon even the strongest of men when tasked with recalling them.”

From the other side of the table, Anastasia scoffed, and once again, a smile stretched out across Evelyn’s face.

“Ana?”

“I’m a little tired.” Ana sighed. “Our weeping Romeo over here needed me to help him with his lines last night, and I ended up staying up too late.”

“It’s The Tempest! Not Romeo and Juliet!”

“The lines aren’t that difficult!”

“Careful Ana, we don’t want to turn Ben into a shipwreck.” Kaiden yawned, and Evelyn frowned. He shouldn’t have been able to say that.

From across the dining table, Diane clenched her hand into a fist and the water in their glasses trembled slightly–it was such a familiar sight from a far away past that Evelyn sighed and let it be. She’d look into Kaiden’s microchip later.

“Ash?” She turned to the last of her friends seated at the table and smiled softly. Ash’s eyes were a piercing ice blue, and when he opened his mouth, the words were not what she wanted to hear.

“Cloud–”

The boy’s words broke off into a pained hiss and he started coughing up blood onto his plate, eyes wide and body trembling. The rest of the table went silent, Diane and Faith fidgeting as they watched.

“Leave.” Evelyn commanded and all her friends immediately stood up and left the room, Ash still writhing in his seat.

“Cl–Cloud–”

“I’m not keeping Cloud away from you Ash.” Evelyn sighed. “He left. He didn’t want to be friends with us anymore. I’m trying to find him for you, Ash.”

The boy shook his head rapidly.

“I’m not the villain here Ash. I’ve only ever done what’s best for everyone–you understand that, right?”

“No!”

More denial, always denial–why couldn’t they admit she was right?

Why did they resist and resist when she only ever did this for them?

“Sleep.” She mumbled softly, and Ash’s trembling body went still, his head thunking against his blood-splattered plate.

A sound rose from the doorway and Evelyn looked up, meeting Lloyd’s wide eyes as the boy watched the scene from the doorway.

“Help me carry him?”

They both knew it was never a request.

knwh stuff now! the idea finally hit me and i had to write something for it!
anyways, evelyn lives and so does lloyd! however, evelyn is f**ked in the head!!!!
basically evelyn controls everyone AU. the wardens, gale, her friends, the fairy tibes--almost the entire island is chipped, but she doesn't really do anything with people not close to her. she managed to chip such a large amount of people by programming already chipped people, but the only code inside the vast majority of chips is just "don't try to stop Evelyn"
her friends on the other hand, have the most intricate code, and they're essentially evelyn's prisoners--they can't live outside the academy because evelyn's wants the group to stay together and when they do leave they're programmed to only do what they need to do outside and then immediately come back.

Her friends don't actually realize that she's doing wrong things because they're programmed not to, except for Ash who knows things are wrong but keeps hurting himself everytime he tries to fight it, and Diane and Faith who have an inkling but don't know enough to do anything. Lloyd is actually fully aware of everything Evelyn's doing because Evelyn has a soft spot for him. He's still programmed not to stop her though, and it's painful for him to watch his friends talk to each other like nothing is wrong, so he kinda just avoids them until Evelyn drags him out of the archives or he feels like something is wrong. He also would rather not talk to Evelyn at all, but Evelyn, being the f**ked up little sh*t she is, kinda makes him talk to her. Oh and Cloud escaped and is trying to figure out how to stop her without killing everyone else because she will absolutely use her friends to fight back. F**ked up little sh*t.

also i personally think that all of Shakespeare's works being in the RotWorld despite the prodigians never having any context is great and it should be like that forever.

anyways that's all i can think of atm but im sure there's more to this AU so. ask if questions.

There I was, standing right in front of the dark tower. Its presence filled the world around me with gloom, birds stopped chirping and deers stopped grazing. I entered the tower to be instantly attacked by two pets, I easily eradicated them using a singular Twilight. I start walking towards the steps to move on to the next floor as I am greeted by a stranger. “Wow, you were actually able to get past the first floor. Good luck with the next ninety nine, HAHAHAH.” Before I could utter a word the stranger disappeared as fast as they came. “So this tower is bigger than it looked from the outside, ninety-nine floors eh. That will be too easy, couldn’t even give more of a challenge.” Quickly I rushed up the stairs and defeated the next set of pets.

All simple until my first major problem. I just finished floor 49 and walked into floor fifty to see 3 different wizards standing there. “Are all three of you climbing the tower as well?” “Yeah”, they all say in unison. Hearing their response I quickly shoot out a dark wave at one of the wizards. “Derieck NO.” Shouts out one of the wizards in the group. “Sorry, it’s all business, I can’t have any competition now can I?. I have to scout out this tower for the order. Oh I’ve said too much haven’t I?” “Wait, we won’t tell anyone, please just let us go.” “Let me think about it, NO. I can’t have any snitches now can I? Now make this easy and give up, I’m a highly trained order of influence captain, you won’t be winning.” “Sophia, we have to beat him, or none of us are getting out.” “Okay Joshua, let's do this, for Derieck.” The wizards didn’t stand a chance. I easily got rid of them and moved to the steps. The same stranger from earlier came towards me. “Cold-blooded I see, really just knocked out those wizards like that. We’ll see how much farther you can get.” I once again tried to say something but the mysterious figure disappeared again. “What a weird person, whatever.”

I keep on climbing, eventually making it to floor seventy-five. I see a titan, it thankfully doesn’t bother me as I am part of the order of Influence and move on. Finally I make it to floor one-hundred to see the same stranger. “I AM DONE WITH THIS, YOU ARE NOT ESCAPING AGAIN.” I quickly summon shadow torrents everywhere around us and drop them. “YOU CAN’T AVOID THIS”. From this attack the fight ensues, I don’t even know how long it went on for. After lots of fighting I end up on the ground. “H-h-how did you win, all my training to lose to you? THIS CAN’T BE.” “Winston, you were set up for failure from the start, you could never win.” “How do you kn-” Before I could even finish my vision went to black.

Nicole was alone. She had been caught in a snowstorm at the summit of Shiverchill, disoriented by its ruthless, howling wind and the ferociously sharp ice crystals. Nicole had woken up in a completely different place than she had been in before. She had no idea what had happened.

As Nicole sat there, confined within the towering walls of ice, her fear slowly gripped her throat. No one would help her. No one would find her. No one would remember her.

The mournful howl of a Frostfang penetrated Nicole’s body as she shakily got up. The cold air pierced her skin. She felt eyes on her. Nicole shivered.

As Nicole walked further, she reached a menacing cave. Inside it, the ominous glow of shadowy, purple crystals beckoned Nicole into its foreboding darkness. She couldn’t resist.

Stepping into the cave, a sharp tremble suddenly lashed Nicole’s body. It felt like she couldn’t move, her ragged breaths desperately struggling to get any air.

Nicole was sure there was definitely something wrong in the cave.

A deafening roar shattered the silence. Nicole screamed. Out of the dark, the Crystal Golem leaped at her. Its huge body was made out of sharp, invulnerable crystals, which glowed a sinister lilac. Ravenous, slitted eyes glowed an angry red on its head. Jagged diamond teeth glittered from its mouth.

The golem focused its intense stare at Nicole.

Thick purple fog abruptly engulfed her. The fog instantly entered her mouth, and that’s when Nicole knew she couldn’t scream.

Her heart was pounding. This was how she was going to die.

A vague dot of light suddenly glimmered through the fog, before quickly disappearing. Nicole squinted. Was she having a vision right before her death? It appeared again, staying for a second longer before vanishing.

Suddenly, an extremely strong gust of wind knocked Nicole off her feet. She felt a familiar presence. It was Constance, Nicole’s Reglaxy coming to her rescue! Constance burst out of the fog, swiftly flying around Nicole for a few times, before hovering at the top of the cave. Beating its powerful wings, it blew another fierce gust of wind that cleared the fog.

Constance spread its majestic wings. The intricate shapes and patterns on them glowed, forming intricate constellations. Sparks were flying off Constance. The star at the end of its head fin began to spin rapidly. Constance was powerful.

The star on Constance’s fin began spinning more rapidly, and its constellations were becoming brighter, lighting up the whole cave. The brilliant glow surrounded Nicole, until she was blinded. A great spell took hold of Nicole. She heard Constance attacking the Crystal Golem. The sound of smashing crystals pounded her ears.

Nicole felt the spell transport her out of the cave. Constance had saved her.

Just a short dark and gritty story.

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The Dark Tower

Night had fallen over the Bay of Prodigy when the boat approached the south-east coast of the Island. The sky was heavy with clouds, and the moon was hidden; it was a stormy gray night. Braxton Illusionblade docked his raft near the mouth of a cave that stretched into the darkness, among the tall blackstone boulders along the coastline. An Acromi screeched in the skies overhead. In the distance, Braxton could make out an immense dark shape – and he realized that he was looking at a colossal statue of dark granite. The statue was a witch holding a wand, and was submerged halfway through the churning steel-gray waters, which lead the stone to crack and crumble. It was ominous, Braxton thought. It was ominous and foreboding to see the great statue helplessly falling apart in the crashing waves. Almost as if it warned him not to advance further into the tower.

Thunder rumbled deep in the skies above him. As he made his way further along the rocky spur, he could make out a long bridge across the waters. It was wide, but cracked along the edges, and the pier looked unstable as they withstood the force of the current of the ocean below. Braxton trudged along its path, inadvertently gripping his Invisibility Cloak. Although there were the constant crashes and rumbles of the waves and thunder, there was an odd silence. He saw that there were numerous cracks and missing bricks on the battlements, meaning that there was a chance that the entire bridge could collapse - yet he still paced onwards. The tall shape of the tower loomed over him as he neared it. It was wedged between a blackstone outcrop. A flash of lightning briefly illuminated the features and contours of the ruined spires. The stone was charcoal-black like the boulders around the coast. It was intricately detailed, but the fallen and broken bricks took most of its grandeur, giving it a haunted look. Numerous ornamented windows on each floor looked out to the stormy night, their interiors dark and unfathomable. A smaller turret tapered from the top, leaving space for a parapet. Braxton supposed that it was overlooking the last floor of the massive tower. Which he would have to reach.

There were cracked steps leading to a small ruined courtyard overgrown with moss and vines. Part of it was caved in, especially within the outer curtain walls, and many of the surrounding pillars were demolished. But enough survived to make way to the entrance, a giant frontal arch facing the sea. It was carved and detailed, but the ruining worn-out stone along with the odd silence made it forbidding. The gate had a dark gaping hole which led into the tower itself. Lightning struck again, and rain started to clash with the raging oceans. It really was a stormy night. Braxton lit his Prismatic Wand, and took one last look at the shore. It was inevitable.

In truth, Braxton had never really wanted to volunteer on this perilous quest. But, if one member refused to the wills of the Order of Influence, they would be subjected to the Puppet Master’s spells. So Braxton had no other choice except to reach the top of the tower, seek its secrets, and return with the conquest of the tower itself. It seemed impossible, but Braxton knew it was better than the alternative. No doubt it would be immeasurably hard - for there were rumors of an exiled wizard from the Academy who made refuge here to practice the Dark Arts. Of course, many rogue wizards had tried, yet their fates were unknown. Braxton was probably going to be another unfortunate adventurer, trying in vain to defeat this terrifying tower. But it was by all means better to die trying rather than betray the Order - for who knows what horrors would follow. Grimly, he proceeded into the darkness.

The gate swung shut behind him with a clang. Abruptly, the cacophony of noises ceded - and all was silent except for his footsteps. The chamber was wider than he had expected, and he saw the ruined stone as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. But there, in the eerie light of his wand, he saw it. A stone wheel with runes, with a carving of a forbidding dragon with oddly glowing emeralds for eyes. Braxton had been in the Archives long enough to know what it was. It was a sort of Chance Wheel - and they were used in deadly challenges. Braxton realized that this was more than he anticipated. Of course, he did not expect the journey forward to be easy - but this was a game. A game that you could only lose. In the distance, the drum beats began. There was the glow of fire, and a roar of a dragon many floors above him.

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Hope you enjoy it!

haha pokemon hyperobsession go brr

So yeah, I'm participating now. There might be more episodes to this, but for now, this is the main entry. @ProdigyEd I hope you like this :)

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The soul awoke.

She was floating in a pitch-black void, her glow the only thing visible for miles and miles. She could think, she could speak, but there was nothing to think of and nobody to talk to.

"Hello?" she called anyway, hoping that someone would hear her. Her cry echoed, seemingly fruitless.

"Why, hello there."

Two dark blue eyes glowed from the darkness. The soul trembled as a large dragon appeared in front of her. It had purple scales with golden spots and pale yellow claws that glinted in the light she gave off, and its dark wings made powerful gusts when they flapped.

"You must be very confused." He pressed a hand to his chest. "My name is Eclipse. I am one of the former Epics of Sanctuary. And you are?"

The soul, tiny in comparison to Eclipse, shuddered. "M-My name is Kira."

"It's nice to meet you." He reached out and held the glowing orb in his hand. His welcoming smile faded into a stressed frown. "I'd love to get to know you more, but we're in a rather unfortunate situation. The world I used to walk is in danger, and you have been chosen to stop it. Now..."

Eclipse snapped his fingers, and four small critters materialized in front of her. "Choose a vessel, young one."

Kira looked through the selections. The first was a chubby bug, its body a pretty shade of lavender. Four tiny wings sprouted from its sides. The second was a scaly lizard that had large, yellow ears similar to dragon wings. The third, a bright yellow bird with a striking blue tail. But it was the fourth that caught Kira's eye.

At the end of the row was a tiny kitten, its fur a dusty brown. It had cartoonish proportions, with large ears and miniscule legs. Something about this silly-looking creature drew her in. "...I like this one."

"Ah, so you feel a connection to Peeko." The other three creatures vanished. "It's a Plant-element Pet. I'm sure you'll-"

Eclipse broke off suddenly, his body tensing. When he spoke again, there was a note of alarm in his voice. "I'm sorry, I can't keep you here. You must go now, Kira. Hopefully my descendant will be able to guide you. Be sure to..."

His voice grew quiet as the world faded into white. Kira flinched, shutting her invisible eyes...

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And blinked them open in another world.

She had somehow ended up on a small beach, staring up into the sky. She took a few moments to breathe, to try and remember what had just happened, but now it all seemed fuzzy. All she could remember were whispers of danger.

She tried to push herself upwards... only to realize she had no arms.

*Wait.* Her mind raced. *Oh no. Oh no no no...* She remembered 'choosing a vessel'... had she become that little brown cat?

Kira forced herself not to panic and struggled upright. Once she'd found a way to balance on her comically small paws, she stumbled forward to look at her reflection in the water. Two huge amber eyes, on a brown body with huge ears, stared back.

*So I am a... a Peeko. Was that what they were called?*

She sat down to think, when suddenly, three figures came crashing through the bushes. Two of them, an icy-silver imp creature with a large maw and a red lizard-fish with green neck frills, were carrying a large bag. The third shape, a green quadruped with pink cheeks, tumbled after them.

"Hey! Give me those back!" the green quadruped shouted. It glared angrily at the other two, though it was trembling with fear.

"Oh, come on! There's no way you need all this," sneered the lizard, sticking its long nose into the bag.

"Yeah," added its buddy, who waved its shiny tail. "We all know it's just you and your stupid fake sister, Lotus."

This made the third creature begin to tear up. "SHUT UP!"

It laughed a cruel, barking laugh. "Aw, whoops, I made him cry."

"What are you going to do, cry to your mommy and daddy?" The lizard grinned. "Oh, that's right - they're dead."

"GRAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" The little green creature's eyes glowed green as vines burst out of the ground around his tormentors. However, neither of them looked hurt, the red lizard only receiving a scratch on his cheek.

"Look, he's fighting back. Let's teach him some respect, Whis."

"Sounds fun." Whis, the white imp thing, nodded to his buddy. The two began to close in on Lotus.

Kira couldn't watch this anymore. She got up and ran towards the two. "Leave... him... ALONE!" A powerful energy surged through her as she flew through the air towards the two cruel animals. She hit the lizard with a kick on the back, as strong as she could make it. It was knocked to the side, colliding with its buddy, and lay stunned in the sand as the dust cleared.

Whis was the first to get up. He looked at the lizard and immediately began shaking him awake. "Jal? Jal! Are you alright?" When his friend didn't respond, he picked him up and began to fly away. Before he left, however, he turned to death-glare Kira.

"YOU!" he spat furiously. "I don't know who you are, but you've got some nerve, attacking us out of nowhere! We'll get you for this!" And with that, he flew into the trees, his glimmering tail crystals disappearing in the shade.

Lotus watched them leave, and then turned to Kira. "Woah! That Scratch was incredible!" he exclaimed. "Thank you so much for sticking up for me. My name's Lotus, what's yours?" He tilted his head, adding, "...And, uh, what are you? I've never seen a Pet like you around here."

"My name's Kira. I'm a Peeko... I think. I can't seem to remember much."

"Oh." He seemed to deflate for a moment, then perked back up. "Well, if you don't mind, I have to carry this back to my home," he said, picking up the end of the bag and began to drag it away.

Kira hesitated and then stepped in. "Here, let me help you." She slipped under the bag and carried it on her head. It was surprisingly heavy, but she managed to keep her balance.

"Vanks," Lotus muttered, his voice muffled. Together, they carried the bag through the forest...

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And arrived in a quaint little town.

Kira's eyes widened as she walked in. She couldn't see a lot, but the legs of hundreds of different creatures passed by. She was so amazed by the variety that she didn't see Lotus stopping and walked right into him.

He stumbled forward, somehow keeping the bag in his mouth, and gently headbutted the door in front of him. "Aroura! I'm hoooome!"

The door creaked open. A small green creature peeked out and waved happily. It gestured him inside with its long, star-tipped tail.

Peeko followed Lotus into his home. The dome-shaped building was made of mossy cobblestone, save for a small hole that served as a window. There was little furniture - two chairs, a table, and a lamp in the corner were the room's only decorations. Lotus jumped up onto one of the chairs.

"Aroura, meet Kira. Kira, meet Aroura." He nodded to the two of them. "Kira's our guest, alright? Try to make her feel comfortable. Also, I brought fruits."

At the mention of food, Aroura's eyes lit up. She waved briefly at Kira and dove into the bag, emerging with an apple almost half her size, which she took a huge bite out of.

Kira peered in and dragged out a banana-esque fruit. She held it down with her foot and bit into the peel, ripping it off, and then chowed down on the squishy interior. "This is delicious!" she mumbled.

"I'm glad you like it!" said Lotus. "So, how long have you been here?"

"Not very long." She explained how she'd started out as a human, then had a strange dream and then just woke up as a Peeko. Her new companions nodded.

"That's... strange. Well, I'll try to help you understand things here more." He jumped down and pulled out a map, spreading it out on the ground with his paws. "This is the island of Sanctuary. We live over here in Starsky Town, by the cliffs," he said, pointing to a small section near the edge of the island. "There's a ton of other areas, and hundreds of pets. For instance, I'm a Sproot, and Aroura here is a Cometti. Some of us live in the wild as savages, others work for a peaceful community. And then there's Adventure Teams..." he finished, trailing off dreamily.

Kira's ears lowered in confusion. "Adventure Teams? What are those?"

"Only the coolest things EVER!" He jumped up and bounced around, excited. "They're squads of three pets who go out and do quests for other people, then get cool rewards. I've heard so many stories about their journeys across Sanctuary! I've always wanted to be in one, but even with my sister, I'd still need a third member..."

Kira jolted upright. "Well, now you have one, don't you?"

He stared for a moment, confused, until realization washed over him. "Y-You want to join us? Really?" When she nodded, he jumped up with joy. "Ahaha! Yes! Thankyousomuch! Let's GO!" He bolted out of the house, leaving Kira and Aroura to rush after him.

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Lotus led them to a tall, imposing building. He headbutted the door, stomping the ground with his front paws. "Hello? I'd like to speak to the Guild Leader."

It opened up, and he trotted inside, his sister sailing in behind him. Kira stepped in, following her friends to a tall desk. A crimson seahorse fairy stared down at them. "Hello there. Please state your business with Leader Coral."

"We'd like to form an Adventure Team!"

He seemed surprised, but nodded, using his prehensile tail to write something down. "Understood. Please go to the room behind me on your left."

"Thank you!" Lotus skipped along. The three went to a large office, where a pretty blue-and-pink pet faced them, its 'hair' flowing like water.

"Welcome, young ones," she said, clasping her pale hands together. Her voice was smooth and relaxing, like light rain late at night. "So, you're finally forming an Adventure Team. Good job, Lotus."

He blushed bashfully. "Th-Thank you, Leader Coral."

Coral reached under her desk and pulled out a box. She dug through it and found three small accessories, then moved around her desk and approached the small pets, adorning each of them with a small emerald-green accessory.

"Alright!" Lotus reached a paw under his new bandana to get a better look at it. Aroura remained silent, admiring the new bow around the end of her tail.

Kira looked up. A bandana made of shiny silk had been wrapped around her forehead. Above her left eye, a gold badge had been pinned to it. It looked amazing.

"Go fill out the form on my assistant's desk and return it tomorrow to become an official Team. Then you can start completing quests. Sound good?"

"Of course!" Lotus practically flew out of the room, snatching a form and setting it down on one of the tables in the lobby. He was trembling with excitement as he dipped his paw in a small bowl of ink and stamped it onto the sheet. His buddies followed suit, and then he flicked off the excess ink and sat back, thinking. "Alright... What should we call ourselves?"

They each pondered different names, before Aroura pushed herself up and pointed her tail at her brother.

Kira smiled. "Of course! We should call ourselves Team Lotus, 'cause of our awesome leader!"

Happy tears welled in his eyes. "Aww, thank you! You guys are the best friends I could ever have!" He wrote something else down with an ink-coated stick. "Team Lotus it is!"

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Aaaaaand that's where the story will end for now! I'm not sure if this is going to continue, and I'm pretty sure this is at least quadruple the word limit, but I don't really mind - I can just turn in a shorter episode if this one can't be used. If this is well-received, I'll probably write some more of these.

Feel free to ask any questions you want! Whether you need me to clear up part of the current plot, or you're confused as to what pet a certain character is, I'm happy to help - provided it won't spoil potential future episodes. Thank you for reading this all, and I wish you all a wonderful time!

Bonus: A drawing of the current Team Lotus!

wooo we love poetic dia
messing around with colours! I feel like colours are a very important thing in our little rp worlds--it showed up a lot when I was working on that Steven universe AU, and you might have seen it come up in my writing a lot--like when I refer to the sam-chase-lane trio with blue, red, and yellow, or using violet (the colour) around crystal.
these are kind of my interpretations of some of the characters I own and how their colours explain them--some of them might not make sense unless you have my brain tho, so uh... good luck w/ that.

She stands out and sinks in, almost golden against every scene, light blonde hair twisting and swirling with the invisible winds.

She’s not golden, though. She is anything but.

Deep within, there’s an endless cavern of darkness, its gaping maw and sharp stalactite teeth hovering right behind her, hungry for blood that will never give–the inevitable waits for her, and she will leave it waiting until her treasured silver links had all snapped and there is nothing left.

She’s burning violet and freezing teal, a swirl of contrast that forms its cold vines and fiery wings and lets her be born anew, again and again, green-blue ashes into hot, purple flame. She melts, freezes, burns, buries, and she is teal and violet, two tendrils wrapping around each other tighter and tighter until she is brought back once more to meet her fate.

A crown of black hair weaves through her vision, sudden, jarring, not meant and always meant to be there, and she stumbles, invisible wings scratching at her skin and leaving their dark vines behind.

Teal stripes.

Violet burns.

They are capable of anything and terrified of everything, a mass of thin, translucent skin wrapped around sharp and hollow bones, fragile in every way and strong in even more. Their thick, ink-black hair was chopped short in a rush, the ends jutted and uneven, cut out of necessity, not preference.

When they launch into the biting cold air, they are stunning at first glance, standing out against the evening skies.

They’re glimmering gold and electric cyan, a glowing mess of feathers and lightning that weaves through air currents and between clouds. They stretch their massive wings and let the sky wrap around them, endless and infinite against their small self. There is a below, a world meant for those that they are not at all similar to, so above is where they choose to stay, their feathers mixing together, gold and cyan, beauty and element.

There’s a small, pale green tint in between the thin lines, a boy from below staring upwards through the gaps in the trees, and they smile, letting go of the air and diving back down.

Golden feathers.

Cyan currents.

He’s the stars and the space between them all at once, the sunniest of people and the darkest of lives–always noticed and never seen. He is more dark than bright, but darkness isn’t evil until that’s what it’s defined as. With him, darkness could be peace instead. An emptiness that’s comfortable, welcoming. Home, almost.

Darkness was something to hide behind, at times, like the dark blonde, almost brown, waves of hair that were braided and hidden behind eternal coverings, never seen by anyone except the ball of sunshine that barrelled into his life when he needed it the most.

He’s an endless navy blue and eternal bright yellow, eyes the stars against his night-dark cloaks and warden streak a comet fading into the shadows of his hood. He draws his bow and fires his arrows, form just as flawless as Sagittarius himself, and they launch into the night skies like shooting stars, sparkling trails of his element weaving along the arch.

There’s one more colour he keeps close to his heart, a colour not of his own, cool cyan against freezing ice. He lets the cold brush his skin and take his warmth, a saddened smile etched into his face.

Yellow stars.

Navy blue skies.

She’s who she wants to be and not at all herself, eyes and hair and clothes and being modeled after what would only ever appear once, fair, freckled skin her only lasting trait. The real her comes back only when there is no longer anything to chase, and yet, she is still as twisted as ever, paint mixing in ways that shouldn’t be possible.

White bleeds dark and golden blonde turns to simple brown and she does not fight the call back to her real self, shame and disappointment having faded away long before the change.

She is imperfect whiteness and twisted indigo, her two wolves fighting a never-ending battle, one reaching up towards stars she could never claim and another burrowing down into the shadows that howled for her return–she fights and yields and fights again, the cleanness of her heart still off-white when compared to the crystalline shape of her saviour’s own–she draws back and fires, just like him, but her light cannot fly past the glittering colours etched across northern skies that she was named after. It cannot carve her name into the stars.

At the worst of the battle, when the strings tying her together were stretched thin and about to snap, a damp coolness appeared on her skin and a glint of sapphire flashed from the corner of her eyes, causing a soft sigh and following smile. Her wolves finally go quiet, at peace once again.

White light.

Indigo shadows.

I had a lot of fun writing this if you couldn't tell lol. very pretty colours :P
lmk if any of y'all want me to write a colour thing for your characters btw!! or if you just want to know what colour(s) your characters are. I usually pick the main theme in their outfit and like, add so much meaning to it that it's not even a colour anymore, but there are exceptions like with Aurora and the indigo. 

Heads up note: Prompts I used are in italic.

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It is Pumpkinfest. There is a lot to do. It is October 31st, Halloween, and it is night.

“That was easy,” Scarlet Fireprism, a young female wizard, said. She took the dropped candy corn and stuffed it in her backpack. “Don’t you agree?” Scarlet asked her buddy which is a Pumpki-bat. The buddy nodded. Scarlet smiled. She had lots of pets. But Magnome is the pet who gets a chance to kill Hollow Jack today.

Scarlet walked around Lamplight Town, trying to find her friend. Her friend asked her to meet at the Twilight Wheel. She looked around. Her friend was not here yet. The only person—or, more accurately, the only thing—here is a Pianoy sitting beside the Twilight Wheel. Scarlet sighed.

Two hours passed, signalling eleven pm.

Suddenly, a Wererat ran up to the Pianoy and sat in its chair. After a moment, the Wererat ran up to Scarlet. It has thick fur. Which meant one thing: it is a full moon. If she remembers right from her studies, they hunger for cheese.

“I am sorry.” Scarlet said. “I do not have cheese. My friends say I have everything, but cheese is the only thing I don’t have.” The Wererat shot a look at Scarlet. Then it scrambled next to the Pianoy. Scarlet felt sorry for it.

Then her stomach rumbled so she took an apple to eat. Before she could even take a bite, someone threw Pumpki-puff at her and she dropped to the ground.

“What on earth?!” Scarlet said, then scrambled to her feet. She blinked, then looked up. Within a moment the mess around her cleared. Scarlet wondered why she was here in the first place. She then remembered her friend. It felt like forever since she last saw her.

Suddenly, smoke exploded in front of her which she realized came from the Pianoy. She then hit a realization: someone was morphed in a Pianoy. Someone she didn’t know is watching her. Could that be her friend? Or could that be the ghost of Julia Ghoulia, who died and never came back?

But when the dust cleared, the wizard underneath is not her friend nor the ghost.

It is the puppet master. And he is coming to kill her- after she thought he was gone forever. He cast Darkpourtal, but he missed Scarlet and she got a chance to run away. She isn’t ready to face him- but she will prepare for it all over again someday.

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A humanoid being sat there in an office chair as he fiddled with a pen in his right hand. The room was cold, dark, the only light source being the computer screen shining onto his face. A small monster of green scurried to him, climbed up his black jeans, and sat on his lap. The humanoid remained unfazed, seeming to still stare into the screen as if he had an addiction. The monster tugged at his sleeve, insisting that he should pay attention to the little monster.

"Not now, Ed."

The monster seemed worrisome, making a small growling noise. The slim being just looked at him, his face having no features but a mouth and a marking on his face, which shown out in white colors on his orange face. He turned back around to the screen.

"I'm busy with my little pets, Ed. You know it's quite hard for me to keep everything stable in my precious digital reality, right? I need to watch over our little wizard here." He spoke.

The monster nodded, knowing that; he'd been told that over a million times. The monster looked at him with pleading eyes.

"I know my little one, I'm just tired."

The monster hopped off and skipped out the door, as the man looked at him and managed to give it a slight grin, but it faded as soon as it left the room. he turned back to the screen, watching the wizard, Cassie, stop her foot while cursing that she let those crystal monsters get away as she and Wott walked up the mountain.

"Just as I anticipated." He grinned.

*crash*

The man looked back startled, just to see Ed accidently knock over a bunch of empty cans, to be specific, energy drinks. The monster looked at the entity suspiciously, wondering if he had stayed up a little too late again with his jobs. The man giggled nervously, scratching his head. The monster looked at him, disappointed. The entity sighed.

"Ed, look, I'm sorry. I'm just a little... Occupied with my company's game. I know you fear my mental health, but look, I'm fine."

The monster looked down, nodding sadly. As the monster left the room again, the entity felt guilty of not spending much time with his little friend. But no matters, as soon as he finishes this, he could up from the room. A worker walked into his room and stood there, asking him if he was alright.

"You know, you should get some rest. You look like you need it." She spoke.

"Look, I'm alright. Is everyone else doing good?"

The woman looked down in uncertainty.

"It's been two weeks since you came out."

"My company is important to me. My employees and friends are important to me. But I care about them, it doesn't matter what happens to me. I'm doing what's good for everyone."

The woman looked down, as she gestured that she'd leave the room. After she left, he began to snicker, then laughed. But that laugh wasn't of joy, it was of insanity, as he stared into the screen, showing the ratings of his company. He smiled with his teeth showing as crazily as possible, trembling. As he let out a laugh of fear and uncertainty. What would happen if it kept going like this? He had to do something. He HAD to do something.

[ anybody is welcome to share what they think. I need some advice, ya know?

- Porkatina]