Entirely loyal to the “Mad Hatter,” Blood Dupree, Elliot March ( the “Mad March Hare” ) does what he can to help out around the “Hatter’s Mansion.” Including doing insane amounts of paperwork, and being one of the first to respond to any sort of threat on the manor. He is loyal, strict, and yet… surprisingly naïve. Despite being part of the Hatter’s Mafia, he trusts Blood’s word more than anything. A habit he’d had even before he’d joined their little group. All in all: He is expressive, loyal, sweet – but? Like most Wonderlandian’s? A little bit on the trigger happy side of things.
How did he come here? Why did he come here? He’s not entirely sure - he just knows that, all of a sudden? He finds himself in the middle of a very confused situation that… he has no idea how to help with.
( Based on a theory/headcanon I have about all “Wonderlandian’s” being human at one point, before slowly being absorbed into Wonderland’s politics by being there too long … This verse is the precursor to “confusion”. This verse is still heavily [ under construction. ] As not all of the Wonderlandian’s are given a lot of details about some of this stuff… So? This might take a while to put together still. )
Before Elliot March became the “dog” of the Hatter’s Mansion, he had a life outside of the Hatter’s Family. One that included him being dear friends with a “Faceless,” one who fought by his side loyally for a … long time. Eventually? The two of them made a promise to destroy each others clocks, if one of them died before the other one. But, surely that’s not something they’ll have to worry about anytime soon, right? Right? ( In this verse, Elliot is a neutral role holder. Also? This is before his friend dies - so he has no particular beef with the clock-tower or their inhabitants ether. This is before his big taboo “sin” while playing the game. So? He’s not being hunted, or in any sort of trouble yet. )
The baseline of threads for the timeline of SDR2. So? Threads based on the Mutual Killing Game will use this, usually.
( Spoilers for SDR2 and DR3:Despair/Future/Hope ) ;; One of the many students brought to the Island for the Neo World Program. At the very least, that’s what everyone is meant to believe – While in truth? Chiaki is a created program based on everyone’s cognitive thoughts on someone who would be best at helping them all. She is not created of the true Chiaki, and is instead made of the memories and thoughts the others had of her, even if they don’t remember her much themselves. Regardless, she is considered the “Traitor,” because she is also considered a member of the “Future Foundation” and is meant to guide them all into recovery. Usami’s sister.
At first, a quiet high schooler just trying to go through school – after all, she’d rather be gaming, she eventually found out that gaming was also a good way to interact with others and make friends. Something she took to rather happily, actually. Cheerful, though still quite, the Ultimate Gamer was chosen to be the representative of the class eventually. And? Acted as something of a focal point of “hope” for the rest of her classmates. In general? She’s just a shy nerd who wants to make friends. After all: Sometimes, it’s nice to have a player two~
With Monokuma and AI Junko defeated from the get go, the rehabilitation of the former Remnant’s of Despair can happen without much trouble. So? To help them all make memories, bonds, and help them form hope? The lot of them are put through a lot of silly little events and group bonding experiences. Chiaki is there to help move the rehabilitation on, after all! That’s what she’s there for! And, honestly, she’s happy to do so. She’s happy to do anything she can to help her friends. ( Even if she won’t be able to leave with the rest of them, she’ll be happy just as long as they don’t forget her. )
Somehow, having survived the “Death Game” put together by Junko Enoshima, Chiaki woke up to the world in disarray. Her classmates had fallen to despair. The world was falling apart. And, because of the seriousness of her injuries… it had taken her some time to wake up. And? By the time she had, in a coma, she had been brought to Future Foundation. ( When she recovered and actually started getting the lay of the land, she became a member of the 7th Branch. ) However? When the Remnant’s of Despair were brought it, and when Naegi did what he did – she was quick to go along with them. ( “They’re my classmates! Please, let me help you! Let me help them!” )
Built to help save the others, she tried to do just that - Absorbing the virus data that she found forming inside the Neo World Program, before it could fully form. Unfortunately, this formed a stream of “RED DATA,” overwriting her initial programming. Instead of wanting to save them, she now has only one goal - Keep her classmates here. Forever. No matter what. Anyone trying to leave, would be considered a traitor. “I built this paradise for you, to help you, and this… this… this! This is how you treat me! You traitors!”
There is no game. Chiaki has no interest in any game. Any battle. She is data and given the data put into her unstable programming, she can manipulate the remaining data at will - The only thing the others on the outside were able to block her from, was being able to directly manipulate the data that made up the consciousness’ of those who were supposed to be receiving help. If your in this program, you’ll have to try very hard, very sneakily, to get out - because she’s not going to make it easy.
Chiaki Nanami is a member of the Light Elven breed. A type of elf that is famous for a few things – one? They are a breed of all female elven folk. They have never had anyone who is full Alven who is a male. Two? They are famous for guarding treasures, and making near games of watching over them. Enticing strangers to play their games and – to this day? Always, always losing. ( After all: other breeds, humans included, are only allowed to marry a member of the Weisse Frauen if they beat them in their game and capture their treasure. )
Chiaki has only just become old enough to have obtained her treasure. However? Unsure of whether she wants to marry or not – or even what sort of game she wants to do? She thought it would be wise to surround herself with other members of the Folk, to try to get some original ideas.
Traits of her breed include perpetually pale skin – and yet? Being entirely unable to see any of the veins in her arms, or through her skin at all. Her ears, which are harshly pointed. And the fact that she literally glows in the dark. ( And yet: At night, that’s all her body can do. She has no other access to her magic during the nighttime. )
Anything that happens within the time period of the series itself - such as whenever Nea is possessing Allen’s body. This will pretty much cover the interactions with him, while he’s pretending to be Allen... Or when he’s just going wild, trying to complete his own goals.
Nea was killed and had his soul transferred into a “New” body. This is Nea as he was, running away from trouble while trying to demand his freedom from fate. He absolutely abhors the other Noah’s - at least, aside from his brother. He doesn’t consider himself one of them, despite the annoying nicknamed of the “FOURTEENTH.”
This would be while he was still on the run with Mana - and when he would get to know Cross and the “PAST” Allen.
Though it likely hadn’t been malicious in intent, when things started going wrong, he’d decided to try to go to Cross for help. Unfortunately, despite not considering himself a Noah, and despite knowing Cross, this didn’t end well - in fact, he was kept there so that Exorcists could get a better understanding of Noah’s bodies, and how to fight them. Even now he’s bitter about it, more or less a prisoner there - but? He’s managed to keep his “ark” a secret so far...
( still under construction )
Personal space wasn’t an issue, it seemed. She remembered when they both were uncomfortable with each other. Their first mission together, finding out that she had to ride on a horse with him, had been dreadful even for the youth that adored hugs. At that time, even if he didn’t show it, it must have been awkward for him, right? Well… even if it had been, she supposed it was that shinobi part of him, accustomed to carrying out missions no matter the awkwardness.
Since then, his touches had been scarce, careful even. Establishing that mutual respect between them, at least, the willingness to work together despite her own grievances, led to many things. The adventures she listed, for one… but? This moment of intimacy, in a hug that Isanami would deem common to her, was kind of…
For lack of better words? It was kind of embarrassing. Even for someone as shameless as her. Being around Hanzo didn’t make her uneasy anymore. She even accepted his head pats time to time. But she wondered why she felt self-conscious of herself — silly Isanami, maybe that’s how you made everyone else feel when you hugged them out of nowhere — before shaking it off mentally. She was fine with the hug and Hanzo. She just needed to figure out the mysterious reason why it was different, but that was a thought for another time.
Accepting her terms, she let out a soft giggle. It wasn’t too much to ask, right? She could only imagine the reactions of the other Braves if they happened upon Hanzo running an errand for her, however strange it may be. Or maybe they were used to it? Briefly, she wondered if any of them saw the time where she decided to bake cookies on his arm…
Anyway! It was his next words that brought her out of her stupor. Rolling her eyes playfully, she reached up and pinched his nose. A scolding gesture, showing her disapproval of his choice of words.
❛ Idiot. It’s not that you want to be human. You are human. ❜ Letting go of his nose, she gazed up at him with a gentle smile. Though the word ‘idiot’ was one of her rarer ‘curse’ words, she figured it was fine to use it for him again. One of her weirder endearments, so to speak, but this time her tone of voice lacked a bite. ❛ Hattori Hanzo-san, you are a human. And humans are allowed to make mistakes. Humans are allowed to be clumsy. Humans are allowed to learn. ❜
Lifting up her hand again and poking him on the forehead, she maintained that smile, though it spread out into a cheerful grin. Getting rid of that solemn mood and hoping to bring his spirits back up. ❛ I’m here, aren’t I? I’ll take your promise for — ah, no, I have another condition for that promise. Do you know the yubikiri? It’s what I did with my shrine sisters whenever we made promises. ❜ A childhood classic, but given their different pasts, she didn’t know if he actually knew it. Admittedly, it was a little childish thing, but he knew by now it was no big deal for her.
So, she wriggled a little in his embrace, a silent message that they needed to separate for a little. Then, she grabbed his hand and brought it to the level of her eyes, which were sparkling with mischief as she hooked their pinkies together.
❛ Yubikiri genman, uso tsuitara hari senbon nomasu. ❜
Humming a little aftertune, she swung their hands back and forth. ❛ Tell a lie, get your finger cut off, and swallow a thousand needles after being punched ten-thousand times. Sounds painful, right? That’s why I’ll trust you won’t break your promise. ❜ When she had been told the meaning, she admitted it was a little gruesome, but it was just a display of words. Not to be taken seriously. Just a little fun for children back then.
❛ But… I’m glad you won’t push me away. I’ll wait. I’ll wait as long as you need the time. I think it’ll be worth it. Show me what a Hanzo living in the future looks like. ❜ And her next steps towards him, laughing and tackling him into a friendly hug, she kept her head tilted so she could watch his reaction. ❛ And when that time comes, you can be the one to hug me first again. Just so I know it’s the real deal. ❜ Sticking her tongue out playfully, she reached up and ruffled his bangs, having an idea of what his answer would be.
When the youth pinched his nose, Hanzo flinched a little – not because it hurt, but because he was sorta the king of over-exaggeration, and he was trying to keep her smile there. He wanted her to be happy, and given that he’s the one who had created this uncomfortable situation for the two of them? He wanted to help remedy it the same.
“… I’ll keep that in mind, Isa-chan.” Hanzo responds earnestly. Finally, it appeared that his tears had entirely stopped, and he seemed to have settled a little. The tightened feeling in his chest was still there – but it was no longer pain. It was no longer DREAD. “Seems like I’m a few steps behind, but I’ve always been good at learning things if I really set my mind to it. So, it seems I have a new assignment.” He adds with a laugh – he’d always been a SPLENDID shinobi. Quick to learn abilities and quick to manage his F I R E despite it being an absolutely chaotic element.
When she pokes his forehead, he laughs a little – it was a soft noise, still dampened by his earlier mood. But? He was genuinely amused by her response. “Another condition? Alright, I’m willing to hear you out.”
I mean, the BRAVE of FIRE had no idea what she meant by YUBIKIRI. He’d never heard of it before, it wasn’t exactly the sort of thing you would find people using in the Iga Village. Shinobi were serious people – they had no time for childish things like that. But, he was willing to hear her out. It was a curiosity for him anyways.
When she wiggled a little, he gave her the distance she seemed to need – and when she reached for his hand, the crimson-haired man gave it to her without question. Allowing her to hook their pinkies together and recite the phrase. “Am I supposed to say it too?” He asks, curious, before listening to what she explains what it means. Laughing a little, he comments: “Priests and priestess’ used to say this? I’m a little concerned.” I mean – it sounded like a like average torture for enemy shinobi, but? Hey, who was he to judge others. “… I won’t lie to you, Isanami-chan.” Hanzo replies, nodding a little. “But, I will remember this promise. You have my word.”
At some point – he would be able to approach Isanami and show her what she was hoping to see.
Someday, he hoped to be Ueda’s BRAVE of FIRE more then a shinobi of IGA. Someday, he’d be happy to show her what a Hanzo who lived in the present and lived for the future would be – And though he didn’t know what that looked like, and had no idea how he would go about doing just that… the thought of a future like that? Had him smiling regardless.
“It’s a deal. I’ll remember that.” And when that day came – he would wrap his arms around his smaller friend, and tell her what he’d accomplished.
( … but more then that… he’d like to tell her what a big part of his life she’d become. As his friend. And in many ways, as the person who encouraged him to keep t r y i n g. This GENTLE darkness… had saved him from his own scorched earth policies on life. )
With that, he finally releases his friend. Smiling as the other ruffled his hair a little. “When I have accomplished all you’ve asked of me,” He starts, standing upright before putting his hand over his heart – bowing slightly, playfully, he winks. “I’ll sweep you up into a proper hug, partner.” And with that, he stands up again. Closing the distance between them once again for a moment, before very carefully moving her hair from her forehead with a careful sweep of his hand and kissing her forehead gently. A chaste and honest thing that he’d never done before. “Until then, you have my apologizes. I know… I can be a bit slow at these things. But if you’re patient with me, I will do my absolute best to meet all of your expectations of me. I want… to be a proper friend to you. So I will figure it out, you have my word.”
However – when he’d first arrived, he’d just gotten here after a mission. And the exhaustion from it was finally hitting, now that the adrenaline from his own anxiety was wearing down. He looked tired, and his molten eyes looked weary still. However, the smile that sat on his lips was earnest – soft, awkward, but? Kind.
“… thank you for meeting with me, my friend. I caused a bit of a scene, but? I’m really glad we talked. I need… to rest now. But, when I wake? You should expect that I’ve got some things I’ll be working on.” He says with a laugh. Amusement in his eyes. “I’ll see you later, Isanami-chan.”
This is the verse that will primarily take place in the bulk of Magi - before a lot of Sinbad’s plans have been revealed. Generally, this will be my primary verse for him, unless the others are requested.
Generally speaking, Sinbad is an inspiration and surprisingly laid-back man. He appears open and genuine in most of his interactions - though that might just be because he is charming and just a little on the manipulative side. He knows how his actions are perceived, he knows what he’s doing, and he’s never lost sight of his goals. Despite how rounded a route he seems to take towards them.
Young Sinbad. Generally speaking this will be the verse i use for any part of Sinbad no Bouken, at least? Until I decide to section it off into portions. If you have any particular timeline in there you’d like to explore? Just let me know!
This is after the time skip from when Alibaba “died.” Where Sinbad now runs the Sindria Trading Company again, and the world has changed quite a bit. It appears Sinbad is still chasing after the tail end of some dream that he’s leaving unspoken... but what exactly at his plans? No one knows.
Ardyn “Izunia,” as he chooses to be called, is the Chancellor of Niflheim. And? Because of that, he holds a position of importance - He calls a lot of shots, as well as does a lot of large-scale planning. A lot of Niflheim’s advantages, both magically and technology wise, have to do with the things he’s ether hinted at … Or downright given them. He has his own goals, however. He always has. And it has relatively little to do with the success of Niflheim’s conquest.
Approaching with a different name and acting the part of the friendly “stranger,” Ardyn has decided to do something of a… experiment. He’s been working at his goal for years, usually watching those involved at a distance. This time? He’s decided to do it from a fair bit closer.
He doesn’t expect this’ll change the results. Why would it? When he’s worked so long at something, he’s hardly about to change his mind. His methods, however? He’s used the same ones for so long. It’s time to change it up a bit…
Fate has always been a cruel mistress - Ardyn is more familiar with that then most people. However, despite how bitter he’s become, despite how long he’s been around, he has never seen a turn of events like this. The young prince, the fated king, has decided to come to him in hopes of… what? Overthrowing this world that was willing to throw him to the wolves?
… how interesting.
Unwilling to wait, the moment he found out that Noctis was going to be the “Chosen King,” he took matters into his own hands - Going to the capital and raising all sorts of hell. Leaving it near destroyed, and the boy? He took with him.
After that, he left the capital - using magic to help the boy’s memories sink to the bottom of his mind. Leaving him confused, but? Not without those memories. Eventually, when everything was said and done, they’d return. They’d float back to the surface, as long as Ardyn wasn’t around to use the spell anymore. In fact? Ardyn has prepared notebooks of information related to the capital, related to Noctis, about his abduction, who his real family is - Everything. But? For now, he’s decided he’d raise the boy who would eventually kill him. He wanted to make sure … He wanted to ensure that, this time? Things would end.
The young hero determined to become the king - the young man who was determined to help his people with the scourge! Ardyn is young, determined, and driven. He is willing to sacrifice himself and his time for his people’s well being and health.
This is before anything that lead to his exile - and? He’s only just barely beginning to feel the side effects of his ability to help those in need. So? He’s at his healthiest, and at his most basic mindset. Without years and years of hate tainting it, you’ll find he’s a pretty pleasant guy, all things considered! A little exhausted - but? You’ll have to expect that a little, given how hard the guy works.
[ Contains spoilers for NDRV3 ]
This is the verse that will be used for canon timeline / killing game variation threads! So, anything that happens within the game – whether we keep it to its canon or make a variation of it? Will likely be tagged with this one! However, due to the newness of the game? I intend to leave this purposely vague for now. Once I’m satisfied that most people have played/watched the game? I shall update this a little more properly! But, basically speaking? If they’re within one of the “KILLING GAMES,” I shall be using this tag!
A despair-less verse of the nerds going to Hope’s Peak Academy, rather than the Academy for Gifted Inmates – somewhat based off “Talent Development Plan” extra, at the end of NDRV3. In this verse, he will be going to class with the other students from his game.
Recruited for his talent (which I do know, but I will not name for now - just to keep people from being spoiled! ) along with the others from his class, he is a very busy fella – a bit of a traveler, he often disappears from classes for weeks at a time. To the point of the class sort of just expecting that his attendance is going to be… spotty at best. He doesn’t always open up to people, leaving himself a bit of a mystery to most, but? He’s always willing to help out if asked, and does his best to be someone his class can rely on.
The newest reincarnation of “Rantaro”, this young phoenix has decided “new life, new start,” and only recently moved to Orsus – to the point of really not having met any of his neighbors yet, because he’s still busy unpacking all of the things he decided to bring along.
Having decided to move there suddenly, he’s not entirely used to the area yet – let alone the people he’s around. Being a phoenix, he’s “immortal.” Or, at the very least, his body is? Every time his body “restarts,” or bursts into flames and returns, they don’t keep their memories… This is part of the reason he left. Having witness the death of a member of his family, and then their rebirth? He couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sadness at the loss of this “stranger,” that his body somehow recognized, even if he didn’t – not willing to go through that again? He had to leave his family behind. This way, he could truthfully have a fresh start.
Rantaro, despite being a phoenix, has no control over fire. Instead – this incarnation’s powers have all been poured into his natural healing ability. Due to that, he’s begun working at the clinic on Orsus. ( He can, however, bring out his wings if he tries had enough. He can even turn entirely into his “bird-like” form. ) He has no visible tells, due to the rarity of his species.
Whimsical and a bit of a trouble-maker, this warrior from the “Castle of Hearts” does his absolute best - … to avoid his job as the “Knight of Hearts”. He is often found wandering about Wonderland, hopelessly lost. Not that he seems to mind too much, but? It does seem to leave a bit of a bitter note with those he works with. Not that he could possibly imagine why. Regardless of his reasons, wandering Wonderland seems to be a bit of a pass time for him. And? Despite being an odd ball, he does seem to have genuinely bonded with the resident of the Clock Tower.
Odd or not, he is probably not the best choice to approach. He has a friendly smile and a deceptively innocent appearance from time to time - However? He is one of the deadliest people in Wonderland.
( With the shift that took place, removing some Wonderlandian’s and replacing them with others - he’s become even more unpredictable. A certain amount of his actions ranging on absolutely, ridiculously, crazy. Or simply dangerous. At first glance, he doesn’t appear to have changed much. He still is always smiling. And yet, behind his smile… is an unyielding darkness. )
( Lost and more then a little confused, Ace has found himself in Wonderland - And what’s even weirder? He can’t remember coming here. Or even what he was doing before he arrived. Entirely lost, confused, and suffering from a bit of whiplash amnesia … He is a man trying his best. And, at the same time? He is relatively okay with being lost. )
( The precursor verse for “restart,” this is the verse that has him still in the normal world and relatively explains why he ended up in Wonderland. What he was trying to get away from, what he was trying to survive with … This verse is still [ under construction. ] )
The canon timeline - this is the young man who got raised by Mana until he died, and eventually got taken in by Cross Marian to become an exorcist. He tries hard and often pushes himself beyond his own breaking points to try to help others. He considers himself someone who is obligated to help everyone around him. Often to the point of martyrdom. However, he doesn’t back away from what he truly believes in. Exorcists are protectors - and it’s their job to save both people, and the souls of the Akuma’s that are captured inside of the dark matter living weapons.
However, this poor boy is also the host to an unexpected problem the “14th” Noah, the traitor, that was able to nearly slaughter the whole Noah family some many years ago... Now, he’s becoming a Noah himself.
( under construction )
( under construction )
( A professional “Honey Pot” assassin, and a surprisingly young one at that - she was picked to be the back-up for the children. Someone who was supposed to come in, and finish the job. Instead? She was hired as something of a language expert. And? Despite being fed up with it, almost immediately? She eventually welcomed the idea. Even becoming fond of the kids… though? She certainly doesn’t care for the nickname they’ve given her. )
A cool-headed killer, and a professional at it, Irina is good at what she does. Often hired to infiltrate, at least for a time, get their guard down and then kill her targets? She’s infamous for getting the job done, even in very difficult situations - such as high profile, multiple witness, scenarios. She’s willing to use anyone, or anything, in her ability to get the kill. That was how she was trained. And she’s not about to give up now.
Due to the spoiler-ish nature of this verse? I will be a little vague here - Irina has switched her career path, given how everything eventually played out. And? Though it still requires she use a lot of the same skill sets she once did? She does find this job more enjoyable - after all! It is somewhat exciting to have a constant companion to pick on a little. ( Even if he just sorta tolerates her crazy some days… )
@smiletorn continued from [x]
“Scared? Truly? Of little ol’ me?” Anastasia asks – attempting to keep a straight face, while a smile tickled at her lips. She couldn’t HIDE things from her younger companion anymore. At least, not little things. The fact that she’d purposely snuck up on the younger Brave was as much of a give away as any. . .
However, since the other seemed to melt into her hug anyways? Despite her complaints? Anastasia would simply have to assume that she hadn’t truly done anything wrong. Leading to her sticking out her tongue, somewhat childishly, at the others “ t h r e a t. “
“You wouldn’t do that to me.” Anastasia is quick to say, chuckling a little at the others response – seeing the smaller BRAVE also stick out her tongue slightly. Today they were both acting VERY MATURE, clearly. Though, when ISANAMI gives her a chaste kiss on the nose – Anastasia blinks. Her sapphire eyes widening, for once, earnestly – surprise dancing in them.
Little things Isanami did had a way of throwing her entirely off her game. ( But – I suppose that was a little of what l o v e was, wasn’t it? )
This loss would only last a fraction of a second. Composure quickly returned with a chuckle and the comment, “Yes, dear. Yes you do.” And with that, the older B R A V E entirely releases Isanami from her hug. Instead, offering out her hand. The non-vocal cue for the other to come with her. “But only this time. I have a reputation to keep.”
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