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SECRETS — AN OOC LIST THAT I CAN’T BE ASSED TO PUT INTO AN INTRO/MUSE PAGE.

These secrets could be common knowledge amongst the players ( but not between any characters ) and they also could be new ones !!

FOREWARNING: there is triggering content in these secrets, please be wary and exercise caution when reading them !!

( @quvsvrs – briar & xenon ; fruit )

          BRIAR PICKED AT the grapes in her hand as she chewed, rolling her shoulders as she did. they could become stiff after a particularly long show. before she grabbed another grape to devour, she side-eyed xenon and said, ❝ you know, it’d do you some good to eat some of these for once. ❞ she tapped the table the fruit bowl was resting on with her foot in order to gain his attention. ❝ all those nuggets can’t be good for you, my dude. ❞

( @quvsvrs – bianca & boog ; window )

          BIANCA STARED IN horror at the broken window. it wasn’t the first thing she’d broken around the orphanage ( far from it ), but she was always terrified of the potential reaction every single time. she never wanted to be a burden, but she felt like it when she made mistakes like this. she slowly turned to boog, her eyes wide. ❝ do – do you think we can fix it ?? ❞ her voice was squeaky, something common for her when she was nervous. ❝ maybe we should – we should get levi ?? do you think he’s busy ?? um… ❞

SHE’S HEARD THE PUBLIC CALL her a zealot, a radical, someone akin to a cultist. Why ?? Because she could play the game better than any other noble could ?? Her words, hollow and so loud they echoed, were as fake as the crazed look in her eyes when she hoarded purity. Daiya knew purity no longer existed, so her words were all to pacify the minds of a dying generation. However, it seemed as though she was caught sneaking in the hallways of the castle, away from other nobles’ eyes. A sigh of relief when she saw the other person in the hallway— no one who mattered in her scheme. ❝ Dearest prince, these halls aren’t meant for crystalline eyes such as yours, ❞ she said in a soothing voice, though her expression looked as though she had won a game, ❝ It’d be unfortunate if anyone else had seen you. Thankfully, for both of us, I’m not meant to be here, either. It’ll do good for both of us not to speak about this, won’t it ?? Do you require escorting back to your quarters ?? ❞

EUPHEMIA HAD ALL SORTS OF candy in her bowl of goodies. Most of it was extras the vendors didn’t want to throw away but couldn’t sell because they expired soon. She sifted through the bowl, trying to find the ones she was really craving at the moment. ❝ Hey, Vel, did you want any ?? I probably shouldn’t, these things are little calorie bombs, but sometimes, you just gotta, you know ?? ❞ she asked as she passed Velvet. ❝ I’m going into town to do some shopping if you want to come !! I want new costumes so I have to find material for the tailor. Can you think of any upgrades you’re interested in ?? ❞

EVER SINCE ICARUS BOUGHT HIS own freedom ( which hurt more than it liberated, as his owner laughed in his face and told him that he thought his freedom was too high of a price but accepted the entire sum anyways ), he was traveling with the circus. He was a strongman, putting on shows of grandeur by lifting impossible things. Still, he was as fascinated as the audience when it came to magical performances. He made a light rapping noise on the pole to Velvet’s tent, smiling sheepishly. ❝ Do you think you have time to practice ?? I really want to see it again. I-If you’re too busy, I understand. In fact, you don’t have to— ❞ He backed up, suddenly becoming too shy, not realizing his error as he backed into the other pole. The tent shook, threatening to collapse. Icarus gasped, trying to stabilize the pole he unbalanced.

AMELIE HAD A ROUGH DAY— though, the fruits of her labour paid off beautifully. She had a scratch across the apple of her cheek that was given to her by a silver knife, it’d take a couple of days for it to heal properly. The fire that was burning inside her otherwise empty chest was satisfied with her haul. She liked distributing the vile criminal’s loot between all the sugar babies under her care. There was a specific jewel that made Amelie think of one, in particular. The vampire was quick to saunter up to Nova, quick to nuzzle up against the ghoul to pay attention to whatever she was doing. ❝ I got you a present, darling, ❞ she crooned, holding up the magnificent sapphire pendant from her gloved hands. ❝ A jewel for my brightest baby. Do you like it ?? ❞

IMMORTALS WEREN’T INTRIGUING ENOUGH FOR Xanthos to care about. He left them to their own devices. If they couldn’t die, they couldn’t entertain him. They were of no use to him. However, the ego and power of a particular immortal pumped electricity through Xanthos’ veins. The Underland prince, a half-demon with insurmountable capabilities, was entertaining. Xanthos pressed a hand against the trunk of a tree, rot and decay setting into the bark as he lifted his hand. The decay ate through the tree, causing it to topple and consequently knock other trees in its downfall. An orchestra to announce his arrival. ❝ You’re hard to find, ❞ Xanthos chimed as if talking to an old friend ( like he knew what that was ), ❝ If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were hiding from me. I’m bored. I want a challenge. Have fun with me for a while, why don’t you ?? What can you possibly lose ?? ❞

DIO WAS ALWAYS SUPER EXCITED for travelers to visit the summer camp he had created. Some days he couldn’t contain his excitement in the slightest and would wait for people to come by the bridge he had constructed over the river that split the valley. He perched on the railings of said bridge, excitedly waiting for any newcomers. When he noticed someone behind him, he lost his footing and yelped. Thankfully, he fell onto the bridge instead of into the current below. ❝ I’d tell you not to scare me like that but I am pretty funny to scare !! So, that’s fine !! ❞ he laughed out. ❝ Have you come to wait for newcomers with me ?? Maybe we can perch on opposite ends of the rails so we’d look like two welcoming frogs for those who come by !! C’mon, wouldn’t it be fun ?! ❞

CHOCHO WAS CONSIDERED A DARLING, a sweet image of summer fantasies, especially as she charmed the hearts of those with her singing and dancing on stage. Sipping cherry cola and having fruit punch lips left Chocho unsatiated and she found herself bored quite often. But, isn’t this the dream ?? Isn’t this what every girl wants ?? Whenever her mind questioned, she’d take a drink from her sparkly pink water tumbler ( filled with watermelon vodka and citrus soda ). ❝ Ah, if it isn’t the jewel of the modeling world ?! Vivi !! How good it is to see you !! ~ ♡ ❞ she chimed, noticing the model from across the waiting room. ❝ I take it you’re here for a shoot ?? I’m doing an interview down the hall in about thirty minutes. They want to talk about the postponing of one of my concerts since the venue’s been quarantined as an infected zone. Isn’t this all just so tiring ?? You’d think celebrities would get a break in the face of an invasion— but I guess not ~ ♡ ❞

SHE WAS EXPECTING A VISIT from her brother. She begged and pleaded for him to come, to see one competition of hers, to lift his head away from the war effort. Not that she didn’t believe his work would save thousands of lives, because she did, but she knew what it was like to agonize over work with no break. It’s why she visited him, to keep the practice of figure skating pure. However, sometimes it’d be tainted in the form of errors. Foolish mistakes. This competition was one of those times where it felt like her form of art was poisoned. She placed second, still qualifying for participation in the yearly exhibition— but it wasn’t enough. When was it ever ?? Jangmi threw a tantrum of ridiculous proportions, her locker room turned upside down. The metal lockers were battered, her costumes were ripped apart, skates were disassembled and the blades punctured the wooden benches. She sat in the middle of apart, hugging her knees and crying. She then heard a knock on the door. ❝ S-Siwoo ?? Big brother ?? Is that you ?? Oh, please, tell me it’s you— please. ❞

MOST DAYS WERE NICE, IN terms of weather, at Camp Brock. Maybe it was the magic of the valley. Nature was its kindest here, so kind that Dio never had to worry about the infrastructure of his summer cabins. Because of the serene atmosphere ( and also the fact that there were many injured soldiers with their spirits down ), Dio decided to pick flowers and create garlands to hang on the cabins. However, it only took the morning and Dio wanted to continue threading flowers. Soon, he made it to the makeshift infirmary and found Marigold. He had all sorts of flower crowns hanging from his arms. ❝ I have come to decorate you and your patients !! And maybe your medical tents !! Probably your medical tents !! ❞

HERO CLICKED HIS TONGUE, A sound of indifference. It was standard etiquette for the son of the CEO, especially as he walked into the building center. Having everything handed to him on a silver platter was the direct root of that kind of behaviour. People moved out of the way for him, gave him his space whenever he decided to take a tour. There was one girl he knew wouldn’t dare move for him, however. Hero believed that his father kept her around just to challenge him— it made his blood boil. He scoffed when their paths crossed. ❝ Miss Lee, can you kindly— ❞ It started out courteous. Never to be trusted, especially as his jaw tightened and his eyes stelled. ❝ — move the fuck out of my way, you shitty side character ?? Can’t you learn your goddamned place, making me fucking stop for someone like you ?? ❞

          DESPITE NOT BEING able to wander very far, clovis was becoming fond of the little summer camp setup they had going on here. it had been his home for the past couple of months and he was starting to really settle in. he wouldn’t say as much to anyone, of course, refusing to admit he was unsure about anything ever. it was easier if he was just the jokester. he scrunched his nose as dio described the immortality of oreads, unsure how he felt about it. ❝ so, when you turn into a statue, are you still sentient inside ?? and you could always just… break, right ?? ❞ he would rather die than become a statue, he thought. ❝ yep, a wound is bad ‘cause it hurts, so it’s not gift wrap, but think of it this way – you’re giving them a gift by wrapping their wounds ‘cause it helps them. ❞ he shot the waiting patient a grin despite their scowl, not caring about their annoyed attitude. ❝ alright, so, it looks like the burn has already been washed with cool water, so we need to wrap it up and give them a special ointment to use twice a day to treat it. easy-peasy as long as i can find the ointment, i’m still learning where marigold keeps all her shit. ❞

          GIDEON STOPPED LOOKING at the fry when he heard the snicker, only then shoving it into his mouth. it couldn’t take a piss if it was crushed into tiny little pieces. ❝ i didn’t acknowledge jack shit, ❞ he said, waving around another fry, though he made sure to keep it close to himself, just in case zion tried to grab it. ❝ why can’t you just get your own ?? ❞ and yet, he offered one singular fry towards him, because he wasn’t that cruel. strange and eccentric, maybe, but not cruel. ❝ and what are you gonna use my creative muse for, huh ?? since you’re stealing it from me, i may as well know. ❞

          JANIE WATCHED IN wonder, as she always did when introduced to something technical she’d never seen before. her eyes scanned the notes without properly taking them in, just absorbing everything that was on the screen. she shook her head in response to his question. ❝ nah, i haven’t, gemi usually dominates movie nights, the perks of being the baby of the family, i guess. ❞ and being an opinionated one at that. she listened intently to the explanation, nodding along with increasing interest. ❝ wait, that’s so cool !! i’ve never really tried combining magic and science before, but i’m sure there are people out there you can ask. i know there’s those alien – not the argenti, lu-somethings – people who live near the space port, and i’ve never been, but apparently if you go into the wilds there’s all these magic people there. ❞ not that she was an expert on such a thing. ❝ but tell me when you’re ready to test it, i wanna see !! ❞

          PAIGE HAD NEVER been a stranger to fighting some sort of enemy. it had always been her job ever since she was a young girl, but this ?? these aliens ?? they were an entirely new ballgame, but the higher-ups treated them as though they were the same as their usual targets. she hadn’t bothered trying to argue the point. she was just a lowly agent in the grand scheme of things. at his words, she had to let out a little laugh, a nice change from the constant sighing she’d been doing all day. ❝ well… i’d say it’s definitely trying, but… i try to be as resilient as possible. i’m still standing, aren’t i ?? ❞ as far as anyone else knew, she was just a volunteer fighter, a civilian who wanted to do her part. no one knew she belonged to a secret government agency. her only response to his comment about a date was to hide behind her drink with a light blush and a smile. even though it was just a joke, she had never been good with that sort of thing.