#twinverse

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LET ME POSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTT

Based on my own pattern, posted to this blog.

no one ask me how my hands are doing.

Off and on for a while, a thought struck me. "What if the team comes across actual zombies? And what if they aren't entirely bad, unlike most, if not all, Drule in VF?" And so my brain played out with various ideas of an undead army of Drule protecting ancient ruins on a planet holding great secrets. But they didn't fight on behalf of the empire, but rather that planet and those who worked with it. And they've been dead for centuries, still continuing their work. Well, I eventually had a Realities Collide with Witch, Please! thought and Daniel and Katie truly are just vibing, making a new friend kinda. Hey, at least now Vince can apologize VF Pidge for calling the infected Baltons in VF episode 16 "zombies", because they were just mind controlled. Big guy back there? He's an actual zombie.

how. How did you know? Dakotaew is actually. My evil lost twin. But wouldn't that technically make dakotaew our twin because because we are twins? The twinverse is confusing huh

Tommy asks his brother for help in picking out a ring for Evan. Of course they find themselves in the middle of a hostage situation and needing Luca and SWAT to help get them out of trouble.

“Ok, stop. Take a breath, you are overthinking this so much you will hurt yourself. You don’t need to ask anyone for permission, you don’t have to even tell anyone if you don’t want to. Just chill for a sec.” Rocker says placing his hands on Tommy’s shoulders and getting him to slow his breathing. “This is about you and Buck there is no need for anyone else to weigh in on this, well except me cos I am awesome and you should always listen to me.” Rocker smiles as Tommy laughs at his attempt to calm his racing mind.  

“Sorry, sorry. I just want this to be perfect. I want to make Evan happy and I’m second guessing what that is when it comes to this.” Tommy sighs taking in the many display cases of jewellery before him.

“How about we find a ring first and then you can have your freak out about proposing in the most perfect way possible, ok?” Rocker says wrapping his arm around Tommy’s shoulder and dragging him towards the first case of rings.

“Oh god the proposal.” Tommy hasn’t even thought that far ahead yet. “And when did you become the calm level headed one?” Tommy asks the shock and disbelief unable to be hidden in his tone.

“Fuck you too baby bro.” Rocker shoves at his brother earning the disapproving look of the saleswoman and her clearing her throat at his exclamation. He mouths an apology looking appropriately chastised and steers Tommy away from where she is standing.

“We still don’t know that you are older.” Tommy argues, not letting Rocker claim the title of firstborn without some protesting. Not that either of them actually care who is older, it’s just fun to have some of the sibling banter that they missed out on growing up separately.

“We don’t know that I’m not.” Rocker grins back “So what are we looking for and if you say a ring I will punch you in front of everyone.” He tacks on watching Tommy open his mouth to quip back at him.

I will mainly focus these on my gals from the Twinverse, shared timeline with @lilypixy 💕

A Nautiloid's chance in Hells

Lyra

She blinked away the vision of the stars swirling above her in her fall, the skies turning brighter with each flutter of her too heavy lids. The sun had risen high above, forcing her to shield her eyes with the back of her hand before she found the strength to straighten and take in her surroundings.

A piercing headache and sudden wave of nausea sent her reeling. The acrid stench of smoke and the screeching and thundering rumble of the nautiloid devoured by fire reminded her of the gravity of her situation. She willed herself to breathe deeply to regain her senses.

High walls of granite overtaken by vines and ivy rose around a cloister at the centre of which stood a statue of a cloaked figure, standing over a pedestal and a plaque rendered undecipherable by time and elements. The cloister opened on a paved forecourt, and beyond the shore where voices rose and a little group of adventurers seemed to assemble.

Malika

The rhythmical strumming of chords shattered the chaotic landscape of noises that followed the trail of destruction left by the crash of the nautiloid. A trembling voice responded to each strum, the pitch of the chords closer and closer till they were in unison.

Demus tilted his head as the strumming turned to scales, arpeggios then a swirling melody.

The bard had her heels dug in the sand, a heap of colourful petticoats bundled around her form, her back to the rock, eyes closed as she tried to breathe to the rise and fall of the music.

She jolted to her feet when the group approached, brandishing the bow of her violin in an elegant en guard.

Baldur's Gate 3

Here are my twin Durges! Part of the Twinverse, created in cahoots with my True Soul @archesa.

Bhaal tried to make twins, it went awry. They share a soul.

Demus is a sorcerer specialized in ice and swift removal of innards. Former leader of the Bhaal cult, he can't fathom for the life of him why the racoon man has such an effect on him. He's careful and calculating, keeping his empathy hidden beneath his composure.

Durga is an oathbreaker paladin who balances a fierce joy of life with a fascination for death and its arts. Former Unholy Assassin and right-hand man to his brother, he held the Slayer form before Orin betrayed them. He's known to his companions for his good-natured disposition and devastating quips, as well as an odd taste for dwarf meat.