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And one recovered memory (This is really how it happened.) that changed everything brutally for Casimir-now, concerning Casimir-then.

I was hyped to the max about playing the Ninth cav again, with my Ninth adept also being the same player as for "1 Dance 1 End", and DAMN we blew it out of the park. Such different characters and different dynamic, and oh Jod the tragedy...

Going to try and keep things spoiler-free because you might be able to play it yourself, and it is SO WORTH IT (it's free to download from the website if you want to run it, and every single character is amazingly written). Also lyctors are scary as all hell to meet. Especially, ahem, if they're named Cytherea.

Love the face paint I managed. Sketched for weeks to find one I wanted to use. Wore that hood and veil almost all the time, except when interacting with Wrackhark, and once others had gained some acquaintance. Yes, even when duelling. Which I did a surprising number of times, and Cas was delighted about every time (yay real experience!), even with the "What? Oh, yes, mercy I guess." from certain necromancers when you're cut down and bleeding out.

The robe, which is fantastically flowy and also works extremely well to fight in, is an abaya which I deconstructed. I did round and cut the bottom hem a little, so it wouldn't drag on the floor. Off with the zipper, ripped up all seams and belt holes! Remake, reuse, repurpose; it's the goth way since the 80's!

The holes are covered with jawless skulls cut from a lace ribbon, that also hold the sleeves slightly together. But having them slightly open/apart like the photo shows looked much better than putting the front and back together. Also the sleeves of my silk Ninth robe fits through them because layers, and I can never stop adding juuust one thing more on costumes (Gideon's in this case). I hope Saturday on NärCon Summer 2026 won't be too hot >.>

I'm planning to add more skulls to the former abaya... I like how it turned out, and might use it in everyday life. I know, after all, I will never play Casimir again (which is sad but all stories must end).

The hood is one my mother made and I wore during winters in my late teens. Fine black wool, lined with the same fabric for warmth and structure. I took off the "tail", rounded it off in the back, opened the front and made the veil (sewed onto the lining inside) from some random fabric. The hood is fastened to the robe/cloak with three snap buttons, and those two large metal skull pins. They're heavy enough to keep the robe from slipping back when I wear the hood down, an unexpected bonus! The white dots are some sort of dental prosthetics I drilled holes through and sewed on. Finally I had a use for another of those "this might work for something sometime" things! Also two lace skulls. Should've added more but I plain forgot!

Eighteen bone beads separated by a bone skull made a good clasp/cloak fastened thing when hung on the pins, too.

Oh, and there's the book! Don't worry. That will get its own post, because it contains poetry~.

Ink: Wearingeul "Black Dream", black ink with red shimmer particles. Also a tiny bit of Diamine "Best Wishes" because I picked up the wrong fountain pen.)

Paper: Midori A6 thin notebook

Casimir Non must have been bad at their duties, seeing how both them and their adept Wrackhark Nonekalos were so badly hurt at the first attempt at Midnight Ball and finding their Ordained Thanergetic Partners. Not that Casimir 2.0? remembers anything, slightly to their shame. Such is the way with headwounds, heart failure and so on, or whatever caused it.

I have deliberately not made the best word choices, I have fudged a few syllables here and there, I took the structure of a James Elroy Flecker poem and wrote a Ninth poem instead, i stole and rewrote another fairly famous poem, I learned about every kind of metre of poetry that has anything to do with the number nine, and I wrote a lot of random ideas amd drafts. They're written in the multishading grey-ish ink (Colorverse "aUMA"), and I have not photographed all those pages. The finished poems are written with Wearingeul's "Black Dream". There is one other, a private one just for Wrackhark.

I think the only one I might admit is somewhat good is the haiku. And I'm so proud of ruining a promising poem by adding just one word (I did write it while I was trying to fight anxiety, without any drafting or thinking much about it at all)!

I have made two literature science/educated people cringe and facepalm with the poems already. I am ready for them to be released into the world and cause more such harm :3

Despite all my efforts, though... when people read them in-game (they asked to) they said they liked them X_X (I was a little dismayed, Casimir-now felt a bit worried.)

Incidentally I wrote the signatures differently between "the two Casimirs". Wish I'd had time to make a finished poem to write in the book, by Casimir-now. But this'll have to do.

I dyed some brown leather and glued it to the bindings, glued that skull on, and did the IX with a white fabric marker pen.