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Skully is the ultimate dead roommate/wingman combo! :D And he likes you too! :DD

SKULLY FACTS:

-Lore has no idea who or what the smoky skeleton fart is. He just sort of moved in one day. But he isn't chatty and doesn't mind washing the dishes, so he can stay.

-Skully is here because Lore ate him.

-Lore was not aware of this.

*Asks are sent for fun, no pressure to answer within a certain amount of time or at all.*

YOU TRICKED ME INTO WRITING AGAIN

BÁTARD!

There is an old rotting seat in the middle of the woods where a young man appears to lay dead. His face is pale, his skin is tinted with mildew, his old wool coat is moth-eaten and moldy. A layer of topsoil covers his lap. His hair, slowly greening, has been plucked at by birds.

A long time ago, a man won a single wish, and knowing that wealth was fleeting and power brought danger, wished for incredible knowledge.

The wish granted him understanding of machinery, of magics, of medicine and physics, and insight into endless possibility. So much information that he cannot stop thinking, making connections, processing it all, struggling to grasp it.

Always thinking, he found soon that he could not fall asleep. Medicines helped for a short while, but he was never truly rested, and through desperation or happenstance he found with some horror that he also could not die.

The story is that a point came where he brought upon himself some sort of curse, to sleep, and to dream, and to never be disturbed.

Excepting, of course, under very specific circumstance.

Not everyone can see him, but those who do have affectionately named him "Alexander".

(He is more or less a landmark, like an oddly-shaped rock by the side of the road.)

Nevaeh is The Daedalus. She has no idea what that means. She has never gotten lost, no matter how far she's wandered.

Her bus always arrives at the stop shortly after she does. When she rides her bike, there is never a roadblock or construction in the way. She isn't always on schedule, but even when she's late, she seems to arrive on time.

She loves her parents. She likes to bake. Her sister is a dork, but they get along fine. Life is good- things are normal.

(Things are not normal.)

Jessie's name is not Jessie.

Probably.

Jessie gives different people different names.

Nobody's quite sure if they're human or a fairy of some kind, but they seem to show up everywhere and never seem particularly fazed by what's going on.

They always seem to be upbeat and unconcerned, but not in an uncaring sort of way- it's more like they just have this unshakeable confidence that everything is always going to end up fine.

Jessie is at the party, holding the host's cat. Nobody knows who invited them. Nobody knows anyone who knows them that well. Jessie offers you a corn chip.

Jessie is at the town hall meeting, sitting in the back row with their feet resting on the chair in front of them. They don't ask questions or interject, but seem interested as they snack on rainbow kettle corn.

Jessie is at the sacrificial ceremony, deep in the bowels of the community rec center. As candles flicker around you and the sound of chanting voices grow closer, they tuck a hard candy into your pocket and tell you not to worry so much.

(Jessie does not untie you from the dias.)

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Lore may not be human, but she faces a lot of the same problems young mortals do as they first step out into the world:

Building relationships, paying the bills, and figuring out what she really wants out of life- beyond managing her overprotective mother's high expectations.

She gets it, really- she's the youngest, and the last one to move out, and being an empty-nester after so many millennia of raising untold thousands of genetically identical clone-daughters must feel like a big change. But she's a smart, capable, resourceful obligate carnivore, and there's no rule saying she has to stay buried under six feet of peat moss nine months a year if she doesn't want to, right?

omgggggg I just spent my whole lunch break on this

Okay so the spaced-out blonde at the top is Lore. It’s short for Lorelai but she hates that so it’s just Lore. She’s sort of-technically more closely related to Fungi than Animalia, so you could jokingly call her a mushroom.

Lore’s SPECIFIC family is sort of similar to a mycelium network, and the oldest core of that network that sustains all the information from everything it’s connected to is her mom. And I say “mom”, but they have this whole asexual-splitting thing, so no actual sexual dimorphism. Lore is kinda-sorta in her spore stage, like a baby, and while most of her sisters remain underground to lure and drag wandering creatures to their death to be consumed, Lore works at a shitty gas station-convenience store in the middle of nowhere and lives in a shack, for identity crisis reasons.

Len is one of Lore’s many clone-“sister”-twins. He is very very rare in the sense that he is ALSO choosing to wander above-ground like Lore, and has also decided that he’s a He, while the vast majority of their siblings lean closer to what we would call the feminine end of the spectrum. He’s also a huge loser because he named himself Leonard on purpose.

(Their Mom is a She, but primarily due to the identity of Mom and her connection to her many many many many children- she herself doesn’t much care, and isn’t so much a singular identity as she is the nerve center lizard brain of a hive in the incomprehensible sprawling body of an eldritch horror that is only slightly overbearing about Lore’s life choices.)

Len respects Lore’s choices not to eat sapient creatures and sleeps on her couch because he can’t be arsed to get a job and usually just gets fired for not showing up anyways. (His grip on human time is sorta fucky.)

Crow is the human wife of the Bird King and was initially a mortal woman until they tied the knot about a hundred fifty years back. They’re going through a bit of a rocky patch right now though so she’s been booted from the netherworld. They haven’t really broken up, though. It’s complicated.

Buddy with the “???” is sorta weird. Len calls it “Dude”. Lore is pretty sure it’s a spirit of death or something, but she isn’t quite sure why it’s there. It sort of just appeared in the yard one day and has been hanging out for about a year since. He/she/it/they/ze/xe answers to pretty much anything, and isn’t creepy or evil they way you’d expect it to be despite looking like a mass of pitch-black flickering smoke wrapped around a skeleton. It mostly seems to just wander around the woods. It doesn’t talk or try to communicate much, but Lore figures she can tell when it’s in a bad mood because it steals her and Len’s pajamas and wears them around while moping.

Lore is. Doing her best about it

Skully is the ultimate dead roommate/wingman combo! :D And he likes you too! :DD

SKULLY FACTS:

-Lore has no idea who or what the smoky skeleton fart is. He just sort of moved in one day. But he isn't chatty and doesn't mind washing the dishes, so he can stay.

-Skully is here because Lore ate him.

-Lore was not aware of this.

Lore is the humanoid 'larval' form of an ancient subterranean organism that reproduces asexually and subsists mostly on rotting meat. While underground, they typically feed by luring in passersby and pulling them down, but at a certain point in their life cycle they develop sapience and can detach from The Colony.

Lore seperated fairly recently, and while she looks a bit like a pasty androgynous twenty-something, she's actually probably closer to 150 and is biologically closer to a fungus than a human!

They don't really have sexes, but Lore figures since she came from The Mother and could potentially start her own colony in a few human lifetimes, they could all probably be loosely described as female. Her pronouns are she/they/it, but her brother- (the closest to her before she seperated) has chosen he/him.

The woman on top of Lore in the second panel is Crow, who is currently going through a messy divorce with The Bird King. She hasn't really been in human territory since 1880-ish and is having a bit of a crashout.

Skully- creatively named by Lore- is a skeleton reanimated by some kind of opaque black smoke. She doesn't know what's up with him. He doesn't really talk. But he helps out around the house and is a pretty decent roommate, so he's allowed to stick around. (He doesn't actually eat food either but likes to feel included.)

Lenny isn't pictured but I'll get to him too.