Procrastinator studios

Items in siren Killers hoard

*Pearls. Most sirens have some pearls, but these ones are definitely freshwater pearls..

*Polished human skull

*Ribs he arranged in the shape of a heart

*Jewelry. Lots of jewelry, silver and gold.

*What seems to be the engine of a ship.

*4 anchors that he's decorated with bones and kelp

*A steering wheel

*Fishing nets, hooks, and lines that he decorates his cave with

*Narwhal horn

*Blankets (wet, but still comfortable)

Murder knows Swap as the popular jock, and is surprised when Swap is in his theoretical physics class

Cross, Swap, and Killer are on the footy team and Dream sits on the bleachers every week to study

One training, Cross gets absolutely walloped in the face with a ball (BC he's looking at Dream) and of course Dream runs onto the field with a first aid kit and hankerchief for him

Killer asks Nightmare out and Nightmare freaks TF out because he's convinced it's a prank, because it's happened before

Meanwhile Killer is just laying on the floor of his dorm sobbing to Murder

Swap swam down to the cave. Even just looking at the dark, foreboding entrance gave him the shivers. Killers lair.

But now was no time to be scared. Killer needed to learn that what he did wasn’t okay. So he called out. “Is anyone home?”

A swish of water came from the cave, and Killer emerged from the darkness, his everpresent smirk already irritating Swap.

“Awh, came to see me?” Killer teased, fllicking his tail so he was in a more upright position to match Swap.

“Well, yes, but to talk to you!” *Swap crossed his arms over his chest.* “You..you hurt Murder.”

“...Uhuh.”

“You can’t..

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“Humans have different ideas of soulmates to us, Swap. He’s not bonded just to you-”

*Swap snarled and bared his teeth, but Killer didn’t stop.*

“But to who knows how many others?”

“Shut up.”

“Awe, did I make lil Swap mad? Just by telling the truth?”

“You- you’re just trying to rile me up, and it’s not going to work.”

*Killer smiled a sickly sweet smile.* “Well if you’re so sure.”

Swap shook his head, causing little ripples through the water. “You’re avoiding the point! You hurt Murder, you- “

“I did.” Killer got a bit closer to Swap, but Swap didn’t back off.* “And what are you going to do about it?” He put his hands on Swap's shoulders when Swap didn’t answer. “Nothing. Exactly. Because he-”

Swap swam back a few paces, giving himself some space to maneuver. What had he just gotten himself into? Killer could certainly kill him. He was bigger, stronger- a bite to Swaps tail would put him out of action and unable to escape. “Don’t touch Murder again.” Swap warned, his voice conveying a bravery he lacked.

“What, you’re gonna bite me again?” Killer got closer. But Swap didn’t move. He held his head high, eyes scanning for what Killer might do. “I might. Don’t hurt him.”

Killer made a grab for Swaps arm, but Swap quickly darted behind Killer and grabbed onto his ribcage from the back, holding him firmly behind Killer, where Killer couldn’t reach to bite.

Instead, Killers powerful tail thrashed against Swap, making him wince and dig his nails further into Killers bone. Killer took the chance and pried his fingers away from his ribcage, pulling Swap around to the front by one arm. He snarled, swimming quickly down to the seafloor and roughly shoving Swap against the sandy bottom. Swap scratched at Killers arms and thrashed as much as he could- but when he hit the ground, he stopped for a second. His head had hit something. A rock maybe? And shocks of pain shot through his body.

While he was still, Killer got his face close to Swaps neck and opened his mouth. A decapitation would make this quick and easy-

Until Swaps fist went into his eye socket. Killer yelled some profanities and swam up quickly, using both his tail and his arms to try and push Swap away. Swap kept his claws firmly against the inside of Killers skull for as long as he could- and when he was eventually pushed away, there was a big scratch on the inside of his skull. Unpleasant.

Killer swam back and shook his head, trying to reorient himself. When he was done rubbing his sore eye socket, he rushed right at Swap, who made a squeaking noise. He hadn’t expected Killer to come at him so suddenly- and couldn’t get out of the way in time.

“You *idiot*.” Killer snarled at Swap. With Swaps arms pinned to his side, he couldn’t really move. Swap flicked his tail desperately, but against Killers bulk, it was barely hurting him at all. “You really thought you could win? No wonder Murder doesn’t really like you. You can’t even win a fight..” He laughed. “That’s okay though. He’s going to be mine.”

Swap bared his teeth and snarled, to which Killer just laughed again. He leaned in to try and bite Swap- to which Swap headbutted him hard enough it cracked both of their skulls.

Taking his chance, Swap swam behind Killer once again and grabbed onto his back fin, just above where the pelvis sat. Killer certainly packed a punch, but if he could just avoid getting hit- keep evading like this-

Killer flipped himself upside down, making Swap lose his grip and tumble off. Swap spun to get himself upright again, but by that time, Killer already had his teeth around Swaps dorsal fin. He flicked his tail to get himself out of the grip, but Killer didn’t unclamp his teeth. Ripping through the flesh as Swap swam away.

Blood clouded the water in front of Killers face for a moment. He paused to take in the delicious scent. “You’re not going to escape.” He warned.

“And you’re not going to hurt Murder again!” A voice came from close behind Killer. Killer didn’t have a chance to react before Swaps sharp little teeth sunk into his shoulderblade. Killer shook to get Swap off.

But Swap had bitten down so hard that when he was shaken off some of his teeth were ripped from his jaw from how deeply they were embedded in the bone. He swam underneath Killer to avoid getting grabbed again, but was hit by Killers tail into a spin. Killer took the opportunity while Swap was disoriented to slam his whole body weight into Swap- and into a rock.

Barnacles left gashes and dents along Swaps bone and tail where he’d hit the rock and scraped down. Red seeped through the water. He wasn’t going to be able to fight much longer. And if he couldn’t fight, he would die. And then Murder would get hurt.. “YOU’RE NOT GOING TO HURT HIM!” He tried to smash his head against Killer again- and hit his target head on.

Quite literally.

Killer froze in place when Swaps head hit his exposed soul. He sort of just…fell down to the sandy floor, curling up as pain shot through his whole body. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t think. It just hurt. Making his body feel heavy and fuzzy, like it was simultaneously full of bricks and cotton wool.

Swap took his chance and began to swim away. But when he couldn’t feel any movement behind him from a chase, he turned around and paused.

KIller just lay there, both hands clamped over his soul, and tail curled up in an almost defensive position.

A small line of bubbles escaped Swaps mouth as he sighed..and swam back down to Killer. When Killer didn’t immediately respond, he shook his shoulders, careful to avoid the wounds he’d caused just minutes before.

Killers eye sockets blinked a few times as he came back around with a quiet groan. “...You really are stupid.”

“I just wanted to make su-”

“We were *just* in a fight, and now you want to make sure I’m okay?”

“Yes!”

“....You’re so fuckin’ weird.” Muttered Killer, before he swam away. Ignoring his injuries as best he could until he could examine them in private.

Swap sighed to himself. But he didn’t have time to contemplate. His own body grew heavy and tired as blood and magic continued to seep from his wounds. If he didn’t get help fast enough, he’d be in trouble. And there wasn’t much of a chance of fighting off a shark like this either..

You can't stop me

There are a few main groups of sirens. River sirens Deep sirens Pelagic sirens Arctic sirens Shore/reef sirens Sirens tend to avoid humans and monsters, Those that do come into contact with humans regularly either disguise themselves as regular sea creatures with illusion magic, or just kill them so it’s not an issue. People in cargo boats and other large ships are usually safe unless capsized. All sirens can use magic to an extent. This can range from simple gravity magic, to transformative and illusionary magic, to manipulating currents on top of their singing abilities. Deep sirens and arctic sirens tend to be more magic focused than shallow water sirens. 

Sirens are formed in the same way monsters are, via soul union. This allows different groups of sirens to interbreed without issue. (A siren with the bottom half of an octopus could have a child with one with the bottom of a seahorse, for example.)

Just like humans and monsters, Sirens form social groups. These can consist of anywhere between a few sirens to hundreds in a single pod. It depends on the bottom half usually. Solitary sirens are very very rare. Usually only occurring because there is something seriously wrong with them, or the rest of their pod was killed. Sirens tend to be exceptionally talented at tracking magic signatures, especially the predatory ones. Pelagic sirens are usually nomadic and or migratory but there are groups that stay more in one place. Shark sirens that form shivers are often territorial and live in one spot, often a den or cave of some sort. Siren pods can differ in their makeup, but usually include at least one that acts as a leader. This can be a stationary position or change.