When you look into the water, its stained glass will reveal places beyond you, inviting their residents into your home. Are you looking for something? Or someone? A desire is all that will make manifest the people and beasts within. All you need is to ask.
But be wary and choose carefully, for not all of them abide by the rules of your home.
This is a roleplay blog that (mostly) has a focus on my original ocs, especially ones not attached to any projects in doing. Crossovers abound since these characters are meant to be versatile unless they're explicitly bound to the setting they're in
Characters below will be tagged respectively
The Glasspoint
The center of the water, surrounded by mirrors that reflect the worlds beyond. It is where all residents come to visit the outside world and where visitors go to first.
-Astra; the only seen inhabitant who lies at the center of the glass. Her reflections pull her in many directions. (FC: Highmore from Arknights)
The Forgotten Keep
The once coveted spire of a long lost coven, now left to be cleaned up by the last two witches of the world it was built in. Its books are never to be read by any, not even those who still remain.
-The "Witch-Beast"; a peculiar witch of the Keep. Very eccentric and curious about the world beyond.
-The "Keeper"; the overseer of the Keep. Strict and stiff. No nonsense allowed near her.
The Valley of the Shadow of Death
A realm ravaged by war. Flesh decays in the air and only spirits trapped in this plane remain. Regret, sorrow and anger abound, they may never get to see their ancestors.
-Morose; a dragon whose hatred of other beings runs root deep. A beast with an undying spirit.
The Carnivorous Castle
A castle eternally blanketed in bloody night, it belongs to a vampire queen whose servants follow her every word with enthusiasm. Though nowadays secluded, she is still more than willing to go out on a hunt.
-Reyana; the queen of the vampires who hides a draconic form. In contrast to her noble wear, she's more of a shut-in than an actual ruler.
-Epoch and Era; Reyana's butler and maid respectively. They dutifully protect the queen but are rather disgruntled with how little hunts have been done recently.
-Castle Carnis; the castle itself. It moves brick by brick to Reyana's word and is as voracious as it appears.
The Black Bird's Forest
A hellish forest ruled by a bird god whose word is spoken for by the trees and soil. A merry menagerie of spirits lie in wait for visitors, hoping to bring them into the fold.
-Altair; the forest's prince. Left behind by her kin to be the god's new heir, she watches the forests with a diligent eye and will not tolerate any who disrespect it.
-Hraesvelgr; the god of the forest. Death is Her life, the plagues Her gospel. Always teetering in the border between life and death, She defies any and all conceptions of what is and isn't.
The NULLSPACE
A reflection in the glass that has been shattered and put back together to nothing. There is only what is left and what will never be again.
-NULL; the First Revenant at the End of Time. An eternal force whose existence thrives on the very concept of despair and nothingness, the only manifestation you'll see of it is a great empty eye.
-Estelle; the creation of what once was the reflection's fractured remains. Always wondering of the world beyond her, she seeks for what it means to exist, to be alone, and to be loved.
[UNVEILING...]
The Reflections (Characer AUs)
-That one Guerilla Herald (Arknights)
-Dorothy Franks (Arknights)
-Zoh Shia (Monster Hunter; Language Learning Computing AU (aka the guy communicates))
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Astra is back in London. That other familiar London. "Back here again... I wonder if I'll get to meet that girl again..." she wonders before slapping her face back in focus. "No, Ineed to focus first!"
Philomela sighs, taking her time on her trek back to campus grounds. Honestly, she understood the need to not be out alone when things were always going on, and she herself was a safety concern in the staff's eyes even if they wouldn't say so out loud to her. She wasn't actually supposed to be walking out here alone, but by the time she had walked out of the bathroom, unfortunately, she found herself separated from her "chaperone."
Frankly, he probably wandered back ahead of her. Oh well. This one wasn't her fault.
She looks around slowly, wondering if she could catch sight of him, but instead all she sees is a vaguely familiar person. She could hardly recognize someone she's only spoken to once, and so briefly, but it was at least recent enough it jogs her memory a bit, enough that when the stranger is slapping her own face and muttering to herself, Philomela finds herself walking over calmly.
Astra turns around to address the voice, preparing to greet them when she spots a familiar face in front of her. "It... it's you!" Astra walks over. "I haven't seen you in a bit... how are you? A-Are you hurt?" she asks, inspecting her closely. "Nothing bad happened here yet did it?"
There's a strange but distinct cracking noise from beneath the earth. Before long, an arm rises, twisted in an unnatural direction before it grabs at the ground. Then, a girl with a witch hat pops up, a wide fanged smile on her face.
"Heeeeeeeyyyyy! You're a reflection I've never seen before! Hey hey, what's going on this one?"
The Time Lord stops mid-step as she hears that strange, distinct cracking sound from within the earth. There's nary a moment's pause before she turns back and kneels down next to it, bright blue eyes examining the soil intently.
...And then an arm pops out.
Well, it's not a Silurian.
She pulls out her Sonic, flourishing it briefly before scanning the arm, an eyebrow raising as it twists to grab at the ground... And, then, a moment later, a girl's face pops out to stare back at her.
Unusual. Most unusual indeed.
"Me? Soil inspector", she lies, as she flips the Screwdriver and tosses it back into her pocket. "You're a new one too, though. It's not every day a witch digs her way out of the ground, you know."
"SOIL INSPECTOR?! HA! HAHAHAHAHA!" The beast laughs for an uncomfortably long time, mouth wide open to release her needly teeth and what seems to be a vocal impression of a laugh.
Then she snaps it shut with an unimpressed look. "Sure buddy." The Witch-Beast finally crawls out of the ground, briefly exposing her fleshy arm before wearing the skin that's supposed to be there. She dusts off the dirt from her dress, mumbling to herself about an 'old crone'.
Then, she puts her arms behind her back politely and puts on a wide grin. "So Missus Dirt Looker, I'm willing to bet you'd like to give me a grand tour of your reflection? A little looksee at the places I've never seen before?" she asks. "Not everyday I see a reflection as scattered yet weirdly put together at least!"
Sharp teeth, and a bad impression of a laugh... A strange one, indeed.
She stands as the witch(?) crawls forth from the ground, examining her closely all the while. She was generally human-shaped... But so was Ali herself, so that didn't really say anything about who she was or what she could do. Ali was sure she wasn't human, and most likely not from around here (which would be confirmed shortly), but it would take further observation to determine what was going on here exactly.
"I'm afraid you're a bit out of luck if you want a native. I'm a visitor to this reflection too, no different from you." She wasn't sure what she meant by 'reflection', in truth, but she could reasonably deduce that it was either "planet", "universe", or "timeline", and whichever it was she was telling the truth.
"You're free to tag along if you'd like, though. Interesting things have a way of finding me, and I don't just mean you; if you want a story to bring home, you'll certainly get one."
"Ooooooh, your place has reflections too?" the beast infers, tilting her head to the side as her pupils dilate with interest. "Or I guess you people call them worlds? Lamer, but what do I know with lame-os?" The Witch-Beast tilts her hat as she inspects the existence closely.
"Non-native huh? Meh, could've been worse." The beast shrugs. At least this one actually belongs to this reflection. It would be just a tad bit upsetting if she was someone from back home.
Interesting things though... now that's something she could get behind. "Oooh I love interesting stories from interesting reflections! Hey hey, which one first? What comes to your mind? What residents live here? Did you find some glass?"
There's a strange but distinct cracking noise from beneath the earth. Before long, an arm rises, twisted in an unnatural direction before it grabs at the ground. Then, a girl with a witch hat pops up, a wide fanged smile on her face.
"Heeeeeeeyyyyy! You're a reflection I've never seen before! Hey hey, what's going on this one?"
The Time Lord stops mid-step as she hears that strange, distinct cracking sound from within the earth. There's nary a moment's pause before she turns back and kneels down next to it, bright blue eyes examining the soil intently.
...And then an arm pops out.
Well, it's not a Silurian.
She pulls out her Sonic, flourishing it briefly before scanning the arm, an eyebrow raising as it twists to grab at the ground... And, then, a moment later, a girl's face pops out to stare back at her.
Unusual. Most unusual indeed.
"Me? Soil inspector", she lies, as she flips the Screwdriver and tosses it back into her pocket. "You're a new one too, though. It's not every day a witch digs her way out of the ground, you know."
"SOIL INSPECTOR?! HA! HAHAHAHAHA!" The beast laughs for an uncomfortably long time, mouth wide open to release her needly teeth and what seems to be a vocal impression of a laugh.
Then she snaps it shut with an unimpressed look. "Sure buddy." The Witch-Beast finally crawls out of the ground, briefly exposing her fleshy arm before wearing the skin that's supposed to be there. She dusts off the dirt from her dress, mumbling to herself about an 'old crone'.
Then, she puts her arms behind her back politely and puts on a wide grin. "So Missus Dirt Looker, I'm willing to bet you'd like to give me a grand tour of your reflection? A little looksee at the places I've never seen before?" she asks. "Not everyday I see a reflection as scattered yet weirdly put together at least!"
Painted eyes manifest upon a surface, focusing on the seraph.
"HOW STRANGE. YOU ARE NOT THAT ONE. THE ONE WHO EFFECTIVELY DISSOLVED. YOU PLAY ANOTHER ROLE, ONE OF BIBLICAL SCALE. TO WHAT END DO YOU SERVE YOUR GOD?"
"Have you ever considered nice and polite introduction and conversation before jumping right to the intrusive questioning?" Sayaka raised an eyebrow, staring back at the weird....eyes. This is a new one, not just to her but to all of the memories in her head.
"I don't know. I'm sure there's a Sayaka who dissolved in here somewhere." She tapped the side of her head, frowning. "I serve whatever ends there is to serve. I'm not sure how this is the business of a presence I don't recognize though."
"HOW INTRIGUING. HERE, DEATH HAS ITS VISSICITUDES. A LIFE IN ETERNITY MADE WORTHWHILE." A life of nothingness is left behind in unlife, and thus new purpose forms in the the beyond. Afterlife is a strange thing. "YOU ARE WHOLE AGAIN, FILLED WITH PURPOSE AND SERVITUDE. YOU ARE PAST A WAR BETWEEN DISSOLUTION AND HUMAN WHOLENESS, AND HAVE REACHED THE CONCLUSION OF UNLIFE. AN ENDING UNEXPECTED, BUT PERHAPS BEFITTING."
"You have got to work on your people skills. But at least nothing in that sounded insulting...I think. You're right though. I have things to do. Duties to do. We don't all have to be like that--I just wanted to, myself. Magical girls who end up like me are normally just put to proper rest, as they should be, since the alternative is...unpleasant."
"I AM CURIOUS OF THE ENDING WHAT YOUR PEOPLE DISSOLVE AND REACH THE END OF THEIR LIVES, WITH NONE CUTTING IT SHORT. ALAS I HOLD NO DOMINION OVER THIS WORLD. YOUR WARRIORS ARE PAINTED DIFFERENTLY BY ANOTHER FORCE." NULL blinks, then looks up to the sky. "I HAVE NO MORE WORDS FOR YOU. I MUST RETURN TO THE SOURCE. THE NOTHINGNESS OF THE HUMAN MIND. BUT I SHALL RETURN IN DUE TIME."
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Painted eyes manifest upon a surface, focusing on the seraph.
"HOW STRANGE. YOU ARE NOT THAT ONE. THE ONE WHO EFFECTIVELY DISSOLVED. YOU PLAY ANOTHER ROLE, ONE OF BIBLICAL SCALE. TO WHAT END DO YOU SERVE YOUR GOD?"
"Have you ever considered nice and polite introduction and conversation before jumping right to the intrusive questioning?" Sayaka raised an eyebrow, staring back at the weird....eyes. This is a new one, not just to her but to all of the memories in her head.
"I don't know. I'm sure there's a Sayaka who dissolved in here somewhere." She tapped the side of her head, frowning. "I serve whatever ends there is to serve. I'm not sure how this is the business of a presence I don't recognize though."
"STORIED HISTORY, FROM NOTHINGNESS TO HUMAN WHOLENESS." A familiar story it has heard, over and over. A familiar story it has written and deconstructed by the other. A grander scale than what it has witnessed, while less grandiose than some it has seen. "DISSOLUTION HAS ALREADY OCCURRED. WHAT AN INTERESTING RESOLUTION."
The eyes steadily shift from the surface to the girl's shadow, looking at her from where it stands. "ARE YOU REGRETFUL? DO YOU LOOK BACK AT YOUR DISSOLUTION WITH CONTEMPT?"
"I mean. Sometimes." She isn't gonna try to parse the rest of what this thing just said. Sayaka eyes her shadow with a small frown.
"I'm always a little regretful of something. I try not to let that slow me down too much though. I don't think I feel...too much contempt anymore. I used to feel a lot of it, but once you've been dead for a while, I think it becomes a little easier to focus on other stuff instead."
"HOW INTRIGUING. HERE, DEATH HAS ITS VISSICITUDES. A LIFE IN ETERNITY MADE WORTHWHILE." A life of nothingness is left behind in unlife, and thus new purpose forms in the the beyond. Afterlife is a strange thing. "YOU ARE WHOLE AGAIN, FILLED WITH PURPOSE AND SERVITUDE. YOU ARE PAST A WAR BETWEEN DISSOLUTION AND HUMAN WHOLENESS, AND HAVE REACHED THE CONCLUSION OF UNLIFE. AN ENDING UNEXPECTED, BUT PERHAPS BEFITTING."
Painted eyes manifest upon a surface, focusing on the seraph.
"HOW STRANGE. YOU ARE NOT THAT ONE. THE ONE WHO EFFECTIVELY DISSOLVED. YOU PLAY ANOTHER ROLE, ONE OF BIBLICAL SCALE. TO WHAT END DO YOU SERVE YOUR GOD?"
"Have you ever considered nice and polite introduction and conversation before jumping right to the intrusive questioning?" Sayaka raised an eyebrow, staring back at the weird....eyes. This is a new one, not just to her but to all of the memories in her head.
"I don't know. I'm sure there's a Sayaka who dissolved in here somewhere." She tapped the side of her head, frowning. "I serve whatever ends there is to serve. I'm not sure how this is the business of a presence I don't recognize though."
"SHE WHO HAS TURNED INTO NOTHING MADE MANIFEST. NOW CONDEMNED, OR PERHAPS ASCENDED TO A LIFE OF SERVITUDE TOWARDS HIGHER POWER. DOES THIS GIVE PURPOSE TO YOU? OR ARE YOU LOST IN THE HEAVEN YOU'RE IN?"
The eyes stare with a dispassionate inquisitiveness. Barely any expression outside of curiosity, with nary an eagerness to explore. "ODD THING THAT YOU ARE TO EXIST AS YOU MAY."
"Has anyone ever told you that a lot of the stuff you say comes out sounding like insults?" Sayaka frowned, shaking her head. "And anyway, you shouldn't even be here. This isn't even my house you know." She could grab Kanade, but she decides otherwise with a sigh.
"First and foremost I serve someone really dear to me. Yeah, I guess it does give me a purpose, but regardless of if she did or not, I made my decision. The Goddess I serve originally is also my best friend, and has been since we were both still alive. I wouldn't have it any other way than this."
"STORIED HISTORY, FROM NOTHINGNESS TO HUMAN WHOLENESS." A familiar story it has heard, over and over. A familiar story it has written and deconstructed by the other. A grander scale than what it has witnessed, while less grandiose than some it has seen. "DISSOLUTION HAS ALREADY OCCURRED. WHAT AN INTERESTING RESOLUTION."
The eyes steadily shift from the surface to the girl's shadow, looking at her from where it stands. "ARE YOU REGRETFUL? DO YOU LOOK BACK AT YOUR DISSOLUTION WITH CONTEMPT?"
Painted eyes manifest upon a surface, focusing on the seraph.
"HOW STRANGE. YOU ARE NOT THAT ONE. THE ONE WHO EFFECTIVELY DISSOLVED. YOU PLAY ANOTHER ROLE, ONE OF BIBLICAL SCALE. TO WHAT END DO YOU SERVE YOUR GOD?"
"Have you ever considered nice and polite introduction and conversation before jumping right to the intrusive questioning?" Sayaka raised an eyebrow, staring back at the weird....eyes. This is a new one, not just to her but to all of the memories in her head.
"I don't know. I'm sure there's a Sayaka who dissolved in here somewhere." She tapped the side of her head, frowning. "I serve whatever ends there is to serve. I'm not sure how this is the business of a presence I don't recognize though."
"SHE WHO HAS TURNED INTO NOTHING MADE MANIFEST. NOW CONDEMNED, OR PERHAPS ASCENDED TO A LIFE OF SERVITUDE TOWARDS HIGHER POWER. DOES THIS GIVE PURPOSE TO YOU? OR ARE YOU LOST IN THE HEAVEN YOU'RE IN?"
The eyes stare with a dispassionate inquisitiveness. Barely any expression outside of curiosity, with nary an eagerness to explore. "ODD THING THAT YOU ARE TO EXIST AS YOU MAY."
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"Ah, of course." Astra nods. "Yes that would be good... I must return to the waters anyhow. But this has been wonderful... thank you for taking the time to explain." Astra gives Kokoro a smile before it fades into a weary frown. "If you spot ant waters that look as though they have been cracked, please do not enter by yourself. Just call my name and I'll answer."
“Cracked water..?” Kokoro pauses to think about that for a second, before she realizes- She meant ice, right? She’d have to be careful not to step on any cracked ice without Astra around!
"Alright! I'll make sure to do that! It's been nice meeting you, Astra! You should come back again sometime soon! And make sure you bring that smile back with you, okay?"
"Oh, um..." Astra runs through a myriad of responses to wave the girl off, but decides that a simple smile and a parting will do. "Of course. Thank you for your time."
She does raise a good point. With such a large place where visitors of any reflection may enter, there is bound to be a warrior here and there, some of which should certainly be amicable. Still, she can't help but worry about the residents of the glass water entering such a place. But that is something one must find out in the future.
"I... see..." Astra nods along. "Perhaps you could show me this... mansion of yours sometime? I doubt that should I ever come to this reflection again, I'll come out of the water to there."
“Oh, it’s not my mansion! My house is in this world!” Safe to say, she doesn’t quite get what Astra means by ‘mansion of yours’. “I could show you around there, though! I’ll just let Evangeline know, and then I can call Asami to bring us there!”
She pauses for a second after saying that, though, thinking. “Mmm… I think Asami said she has plans with May and Ciaran tonight, though… So we can schedule that for next time! Would that work for you, Astra?”
"Ah, of course." Astra nods. "Yes that would be good... I must return to the waters anyhow. But this has been wonderful... thank you for taking the time to explain." Astra gives Kokoro a smile before it fades into a weary frown. "If you spot ant waters that look as though they have been cracked, please do not enter by yourself. Just call my name and I'll answer."
They have the equivalent of the glass waters here? How? Something like that shouldn't be possible for the average human to encounter, much less even make one. And she certainly heavily doubts that everyone Kokoro knows is friendly, if at all apptoachable. Astra's certainly not one to trust the spirits of the valley for a party.
"And you just... have that?" Astra question. "For people from any reflection to enter? By any means? Even if it means potentially jeopardizing your safety?"
“Yeah! They just have it!” She nods twice, before pausing. “Well, I think they have some defenses! And Evangeline’s there! She could deal with anything that showed up! She’s the final boss, after all!!” Her smile is wide still, even as she’s saying something patently absurd. Such is the life of Tsurumaki Kokoro. “I think they’ve had a lot of people come in, though! I mean, what’s the point of a big mansion like that without lots of people, right? What would you smile about?”
“Besides, I think most of the people there can handle themselves! Mizuki said they’ve tried to save a lot of people!”
She does raise a good point. With such a large place where visitors of any reflection may enter, there is bound to be a warrior here and there, some of which should certainly be amicable. Still, she can't help but worry about the residents of the glass water entering such a place. But that is something one must find out in the future.
"I... see..." Astra nods along. "Perhaps you could show me this... mansion of yours sometime? I doubt that should I ever come to this reflection again, I'll come out of the water to there."
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"Um, no, only the residents do..." This is starting to get close to the truth of the glass. Any more and they may very well become aware of this reflection's existence. "Perhaps it's not the best idea to ask... they might know about you if you know..."
Wait. What mansion? "Huh? Who are you talking about?" she asks. Are there other residents here too?
"Who? The residents? But wait, only the residents know..." Oh no, she's getting confused. That can't be good for anyone.
Luckily for God and everyone, she's very easily distracted! "Oh! It's called the HQ™! It's this world with a mini-golf course, and an amusement park, and a big mansion with enough room for lots and lots of people!! Mizuki called it a 'pocket dimension', but I don't really get what that means... Oh, but I know her mom made it! And Evangeline works there now!"
"All the people there get together for Christmas dinner and stuff all the time! I bet they're all really good friends! They must smile together a lot!!"
They have the equivalent of the glass waters here? How? Something like that shouldn't be possible for the average human to encounter, much less even make one. And she certainly heavily doubts that everyone Kokoro knows is friendly, if at all apptoachable. Astra's certainly not one to trust the spirits of the valley for a party.
"And you just... have that?" Astra question. "For people from any reflection to enter? By any means? Even if it means potentially jeopardizing your safety?"
A foundation? How far reaching. Perhaps that would explain why she's so adamant about this.
Oh, she's being archaic is she? She thought Kokoro got it by now but not everyone is gonna catch on to what she's saying. Perhaps she should've seen this coming. "It's what we call a world back where I'm from..." she explains. "The residents always call them reflections. I merely follow their terms..."
“Oh! Okay then!” She’s accepting that remarkably quickly. Though that isn’t a surprise, really, is it, when it’s Tsurumaki Kokoro we’re talking about? “So where you’re from, does everyone know about these reflections? That’s super interesting! I’ve never heard of somewhere like that before!”
“Everywhere I’ve been, not many people have known about them— Even here! Oh, but not that mansion! But that’s different! If people know about it, how come?”
"Um, no, only the residents do..." This is starting to get close to the truth of the glass. Any more and they may very well become aware of this reflection's existence. "Perhaps it's not the best idea to ask... they might know about you if you know..."
Wait. What mansion? "Huh? Who are you talking about?" she asks. Are there other residents here too?
