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โย don't treat me like some situation that needs to be handled.ย โ
โ Would ya look at that, one full row and a couple of almosts . . . not too bad actually โ
โand what do you plan on doing about it?โ a raise of a single eyebrow, a bite of her lip as she looks at a few of what he checked off.
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@siphvnr + atlas
no matter how much they explore the world, atlas never finds it boring. witches especially are particularly interesting with their traditions and gossip, not to mention the legends they hold as true. as the only being alive today that was alive when some of their stories occurred, atlas finds the lies they pass along interesting, especially when humans know more of the truth than witches do. only then witches had started creating prison worlds, had tapped into magic that should never be allowed in mortal hands. atlas went from being annoyed by their gossip and tall tales, to finding most witches loathing. their magic was a gross bastardization of a scared sort of power and for them to use it to abuse othersโฆit turned her stomach sour.
last time sheโd been awake, atlas thought she had done her best to show witches the dangers of prison worlds, had ended a coven just for using them. it broke her, to so hurt the mortals she once dearly loved, but trapping and isolating others was a torture she knew intimately.
now, a century or so later atlas felt the newly established prison world upon waking. a barrier placed where it shouldnโt be, small and fragile in a way that frustrates her so. although the being can travel between realms it isnโt exactly pleasant to do so. the feeling makes her skin itch, where the realms she created hum pleasantly, knowing that they are secure and important. and yet, as she exits her cave atlas ensures that she steps into the prison world rather than onto the true earth.
with stifling air, she grimaces shaking her head as bare feet touch the ground. the last time sheโd fallen asleep had been shortly after a party (though she doesnโt remember what for) and atlas is wearing a cream colored slip dress as a result. the being is grateful that she didnโt put on a corset, and wonders if theyโre still in fashion or if the world has shifted to something more comfortable.
exploring the prison world, atlas realizes she is in america and that despite the size of the prison few must reside here. the air is still, the world around her silent, it adds to the itch of her skin and makes it bone deep, causing the entity to want to crawl out of her skin.
frowning, she doesn't have to spend long exploring before atlas can smell someone nearby. not wanting to wait for whoever is trapped here to come out atlas calls out, "hello?". sighing, atlas shifts into that of a bird and quickly begins flying around.
it isn't until hours later that she finds him, a young man with an aura of a witch that atlas drops in front of him and shifts back into her true form, not bothering to hide her horns or wings. "a gemini? is your coven's curse not enough that they sent you here instead?" atlas asks as they inspect the person and their aura, standing too close and up on her tiptoes as she looks them over. "i don't much like prison worlds, perhaps i can free you from this one?"
For a fleeting moment, Alina was certain she could hear themโthe pesky little birds that used to stubbornly claim her windowsill outside the old room where she grew up in Keramzin. Every morning before dawn, theyโd fill the air with croaks and trills, undeterred by her efforts to scare them away. No matter what she tried, theyโd return the next day, as if they knew how much worse they made her mornings. At least, thatโs what she believed until she moved away. Now, she never heard those familiar soundsโthe birds here sang differently, nothing to remind her of home.
But at this moment, as warmth spread under her skin and light shone behind her closed eyelids, it felt as though the birds were there with her. She could almost sense the wind and smell the golden fields of wheat in late summer. Then, just as suddenly, the light vanished, leaving her breathless, bent at the waist.
โIโm listening,โ she snapped, her tone drained of energy, and guilt followed almost immediately. Moving so far away and knowing no one had been harder than she anticipated. Kai was one of the rare few whoโd made an effort to get to know her and offer help. She really should stop comparing everything to how it had been back homeโor to how much lonelier she felt since moving, especially now that Mal no longer bothered answering her emails or texts.
It was silly, childish even, to expect theyโd remain best friends for life. Maybe she didnโt know how to exist without him. Maybe it was time to learn to be more than the girl tied to someone who had clearly moved on.
Crossing the room, she grabbed a glass of water and downed it in one go. Whatever this power wasโthis thing inside herโit took a toll. She ate far more than she ever had growing up just to keep up.
โIโm sorry,โ she murmured, offering a small, apologetic smile as she slumped into a nearby chair. โIโm just frustrated.โ She had been at it for hours, making some progress but not enoughโthough she wasnโt even sure what โenoughโ looked like.
โI think Iโm done for today,โ she said with a faint laugh. โWanna go grab something to eat?โ
siphvnrย asked: had you only listened to meโฆ none of this would have happened. / alina

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One of my favorite things that you do is how your're able to give her more than just the usual 'oOoO kAtHeRiNe iS SuCh aN EvIl bAd bItCh' treatment. You're showcasing all of the character depth she didn't get on the show (but would've deserved) and it's such a delight reading your headcanons, how you let her react to the prompts you receive and progress the threads. Another thing I really enjoy is how you've got her voice DOWN. It really helps when the writer not only understands how their character works and how they act but also how they talk. Idk, difficult to explain, to put it simply: I can HEAR Katherine in your replies. The Katherine Pierceโข๏ธ
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Thank you, actually. I bust my ass to give Katherine everything she was robbed of on the show.
You don't have to explain lmfao its true, a characters voice is important and word choice really affects that. It's something Im conscious of with her because she has 3 major eras she can be played in. Katerina doesn't talk like 1864 Katherine and 1864 Katherine doesn't talk like modern day Katherine.
Voice is an integral part of a portrayal, and Im really happy to hear I've got hers down <3333
โโ ใ ย ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐พ๐ผ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ถย :ย @siphvnr โ ย would you rather stay here and die ?! ย โย to bonnie
What were her options ?ย Really. ย What were they ?ย She glared back at the man ,ย her mind not yet made up and the sour look on her face well hidden.ย She wasn't disgusted with him ,ย like one might think ,ย it was the situation that so frustrated her.ย All roads seemed to lead to the same destination.ย Death.ย She was getting good at staying just out of itโs reach.ย The witch has spent time on the other side and in the hellish prison world ,ย but always seemed to escape the final death.ย She'd claw and her way back to the land of the living. ย โธปย Kai might just be the end of her.ย
โ ย Will you kill me if I go with you !? ย โ ย ย ย It could be a question if their history together was so rich with murder attempts.ย 'You will kill me if I go with you' was a much more accurate statement.ย But when push came to shove ,ย she'd rather live now and die later.ย Bonnie was a survivor ,ย every witch in her bloodline was. ย ย ย โ ย Fine , ย โ ย ย ย she concedes , ย ย ย โ ย I'll go with you. ย โ
โฑห๏ฝกโ โช ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ . ( a collection of horror - based dialogue prompts )
why should i help you?
WICKED: THE MUSICAL., feat. @siphvnr.
Adapting to amplified everything, including emotions, beside unquenchableย bloodthirst wasn't as difficult as re-establishing herself. She hadn't stopped to consider, acquiring a clean slate meant that in the new world she found herself in, where vampires, werewolves and witches co-existed, the name Rachel Amber would mean nothingโmostly.
โBecauseโ...โย Lips pressed together, the recently turned vampire fighting against the innate urge to name drop her sire. Rather than rely on Katherine Pierce's influence in the supernatural world, she sought to build her own.ย โUs pretty faces should stick together. Who's going to look out for us, besides each other? Plus, in helping me, you earn yourself one whole IOU, to cash in whenever you want. Fair enough?โ In her experience, her charm has never failed her.