Crowley's Stories n' Shit

If I hadn't already been told that Hellbent dropped, I'd know it now.

This number isn't even accurate anymore. It has grown by twelve more notes in the time it's taken me to crop the screenshot.

Those of you that are new, hi, I'm Crowley, and I have barely been here, but let me show you around, lessee if I still know the place. Ahem.

I barely post here, but not from lack of care but instead, lack of focus.

Dizzy (Now potentially classifiable as an AU) is on a hiatus. With the drop of Hellbent, that MAY CHANGE, but I cannot promise anything.

None of those links work because I changed my name and completely forgot about it.

“Ah, it’s not really something you just learn I guess.”

“She absolutely has a book, Evie insisted on it.  But it’s mostly her own spells, and it doubles as a journal.”

“It’s more of a way for Trouble to sort out her thoughts.  A witch’s magic is tied to their emotions.  Evie was around long enough to teach us that.”

G: “It’s a learning process for the both of us.”

G: “Hey Messy?”

T: “Yes~?”

G: “Can daddy come down now?”

T: “Not enough pillows yet.”

G: “That’s fair.”

“So much!”

“I know that they come from a dead planet, like me.  They speak lots of different languages instead of just one.”

“I also know that they were lonely.  Like me...  I only found them because they sent a disk into space.”

“They filled that disk with wonderful things.  Pictures, and music, and writings I couldn’t read.”

“But mostly...”

“They were saying “Hello.”  And I wanted to say it back.”

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“Oh man.  Loaded question.  Hope you’ve got a minute.”

“I’ll start with my new arm.”

“It’s stronger than the old one, and it works just as good, which is badass, ‘cause I’m a lefty.”

“It’s got uh... rubbery stuff (1) on the inside so I can hold stuff, and sometime this hole (2) opens up and I can shoot energy beams out of it.”

(1. Silicone-like surface for grip on palm)

(2. Aperture for weapon discharge)

“I’m... not real great with the shooting thing yet unless my target’s like, right the fuck there...”

“The eye lets me see, obviously, but it also translates stuff for me.”

“It also puts boxes on people and targets and stuff and tells me about them if I focus.  It can give me trajectories and shit, and calculate stuff.”

“Mostly it just makes me dizzy.”

I promised art from the first book. (And yes, these hoes should be familiar 8P)

This is Jack (human) and Hartley (alien).

The story follows a boy who was left behind after the rest of the human race left Earth to escape its inevitable, cosmic demise.  He is caught up in an explosion as satellites fall from their orbits, and he’s rescued from his doom by an enthusiastic alien who wants to learn more about humans.

There are secrets, there are many other aliens, and there is also a cat.

Cast of “Trouble”, a book that I will be working on once I finish my first draft of my other book about the end of the world, which will totally get art too, I promise.

Trouble is the title character, a little eight year old girl and growing witch in a world that still isn’t ready for magic.

Gabe is Trouble’s very tired and very human father.

Rook and Mag are half-siblings on their father’s side and both are hunters.

Trouble inherited her magic from her mother, who had passed away in a suspicious house fire five years prior to the story.  The story follows Gabe after his daughter goes missing, and he tracks down and kidnaps a known witch hunter named Rook to help him find her.

Oh.  Shit.

Uh, hey.  I didn’t think anybody was still here.