MOVED TO HEROIKOS

Agent 3 - Splatoon 1 and Splatoon 2: Octo Expansion

Henry - Bendy and the Ink Machine

??? Tempo - Harmoknight ???

Canon Divergent Tempo - Harmoknight

Molly Blyndeff - Epithet Erased

- Create a multimuse blog. However, on the blog, there will be new canon muses, and canon muses coming back. ( Small at first ). But @lovinglyed will be staying in her own blog.

- New/Refurbishing icons. I feel like the icons are getting old here. And now that I got my new computer, I have the freedom of file organization to put icons into order without worry!

If I come up with new things, I'll most likely reblog this post with new ideas just as a reminder to myself.

𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖.     innocence, big dreamer, waking up too early, walking home, being afraid of meeting new people, slim hands, always cold, reading a book under a tree, the smell of the forest, missing your home.

𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐄.   independent, caring too much for others, sharp looks, walking down the city late at night, the tallest and more spectacular building, iron, being single and okay in a world that tells you that being single is bad.

𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐓.     falling in love easily and heavily, traveler, the infinity of the bluest sky, storms, broken smiles, forgetting people who used to be your beloved ones, feeling out of place, mistrusting people, a fleeting romance.

𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖.     feeling as if you have seen so much and as if you know a lot, prejudge, tight hugs that leave you breathless, a grey sky, serenity, intelligence, being left behind, chains, smoke, the pride of someone wise.

𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄.     petals, jealousy, being tired of living with the same old faces, whispered secrets, marble, sundresses, white clothes, the first sunset of winter, pride in who you are, learning to get over someone.

𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐋.     family, golden light, the sea murmuring in your ear, summer afternoons, caramel ice cream, collecting seashells and other things and calling them treasures, living breezy and carefree, swimming in sunlight.

The Drifter glances at the hand that is outstretched in his direction and for a moment, he considers shaking it with his own, but something keeps him from doing so. Instead he brushes off the invitation, pulls out his sword and states rather flatly in English, “No.” Before turning away and staring off into the horizon.

His droid companion beeps softly in dismay, glancing at its master before turning its attention to Tempo, “You’ll have to forgive my master. He’s rather stubborn, in a sense. He’s been by himself for quite some time, so he doesn’t know how to make friends really. The last friend he made sadly… perished because of the same illness he has, so he isn’t keen on making friends or allowing himself to get close to others in fear he might lose them like he did with his friend. I hope you can understand this and know that this isn’t your fault in any way.” The droid pauses before adding, “Don’t tell him I told you that. He’ll get upset that I shared that information with you. Luckily his English isn’t that good, so he may not know what I said. Hopefully.”

The Drifter inspects his sword, but gives a brief glare at his droid and Tempo. He only picked up a few words of the conversation, but he had a vague sense he was being talked about which was something he wasn’t fond of. An audible little growl left him before he turns away again, gripping the handle of his sword firmly.

“Sooner we getting out of here, sooner we not having to be here.” He states, not bothering to hide the annoyance in his tone.

Friendships being torn by the presence of evil! So, horribly wrong! Tempo could feel the pain of loss, the neglect of trying again. For relationships are so fragile in the mind, and body! It was no wonder they weren’t going to be friendly this easily!

“ I..I understand.. I know a lot of people who lost someone they liked, and loved, and felt betrayed by it. “

A saddened tone, his expression growing into worry as he stares at this blue skinned stranger. The trouble he must had went through to even escape what was after him, probably death in his eyes since a horrid blood quantity came out of his mouth! Sickening, it looked worse than a certain virus!

A soft breath, taken to calm self down from worry, before his expression returned neutrally.

Both father and daughter had tentatively gotten onto a bird each, and went along with the flight that Tempo had brought them along to. With each of the sights that the two got, they were both astounded. Neither one knew what to expect, but seeing such a nice place like this was certainly something worth such a high flight. Even as they saw the destination they were headed to, they both were still astounded.

“Oh, wow…” Reito-en commented, “Who would have thought such a place like this existed?”

The comment made Tempo laugh a bit, before watching the pinklefs fly away towards the rock nearby, large and compatible in it’s station. 

“ We get that a lot. This world is peaceful from top to bottom, the only negative influecnes we get is the hostile visitors we rarely get from time to time. The last incident was.. almost a decade ago now. “

Thinking back to such a predicament, it was astounding how the world immediately fell back to its peaceful stature after Gargan was defeated. Sure, there was still a few Noizoids around but the world isn’t at dangerous as before.

And that was what made everything so ....astounding I guess.

Ah! The rocket! He must get the two onto  the rocket and start heading back home, correct?

A wave of the boy’s hands gestured them  to follow them towards the platform.

Just out of curiosity, is there any harmoknight rpers out there dying for an interaction? I’m going to get to replies right now, I just get curious lmao.

“So you suggest those things can get us where we need to go without a hitch at all?” Reito-en asked, her axe vanishing from her grasp.

“Yeah. Will there be no issue when it comes to those animals taking us both to that place you suggest.” Dwyn added.

Despite both of their concerns they go towards each of the other two birds.

The two birds nearby chirped accepting-ly, before lowering themselves to help them hop on. It was as if they knew what instructions they were bound to follow. The gift of music! How friendly! Acknowledging!

Tempo petted the top of the one he hopped on, the bird itself chirping in delight.

“Absolutely! They saved my life when I was younger, too. This world would had been in bad shape if it wasn’t for them! “

Tempo replied with a bright smile, a giggle to accompany it as well.

“ It wouldn’t hurt to trust these guys at all! “

As soon as all three have gotten comfortable on their round steeds, the birds began to fly off the snowy island, cascading over the crystal blue waters. Tempo took the time to glance over, eyes widening in aw as they reach closer to their destination.

Look! Up ahead! A pink ship shaped like bird, the look a-likes of smaller yet livelier lifeforms gliding about its residence before welcoming Tempo with glee.

Nodding, Dwyn sighed. “Yeah. She’s my daughter. And a real firestorm juat like her mother.” Which got the woman to glare at her father.

“Shut up, Dad. Or I’ll smack you into next week.” replied Reito-en, but she nodded after hearing Tempo introduce himself and say what the world they were on was called. “Oh, cool. And we…might need another way to get back home.” What she pointed out was that the vehicle she arrived on was totaled, completely unusable.

“Mom’s good at her technical stuff, but she can’t prepare for everything. Especially not assault from weaponized sound…”

The sudden threat was odd, perplexed, for Tempo didn't know such vulgar language could occur between father and daughter! Quite the stiffening, it did to Tempo, as he glances from Dwyn to Reito-en.

A blink before he glances behind them, at the totaled pod where she resided. It was completely  unreliable, wasn't it? As a person who lacks space travel, he couldn't really understand how a peaceful planet such as this wasn't able to save this vessel. Maybe it was the physics of worlds in a, scientific sense, that he should learn about if he was going to safely and comfortable leave this world from time to time. ( He always wondered how the other worlds worked. )

Which makes Tempo even more glad they were resourced for this type of predicament! In a way that it won't take them too long to prepare them for a journey home! A bright look appears on his face.

" We actually prepared for this type of situation. There is a spaceship we have near the capital of this world. With enough preparation, we'll be able to send you two back home. All we need to know is the directions. "

A glance towards the direction of Symphony City, which is pretty far from their location. Another preparation for this, would be the flight of backup. A small breath was taken before three fingers were inserted into his mouth, before a soft, yet loud whistle, a tune played three times occurred before a brief amount of silence followed.

Three brown, round birds arrived in quick and gentleness, before settling down near Tempo, the one on the front giving a kind nuzzle to Tempo.

What was causing the thing behind him to be so huge was the beings weapon. The weapon was a larger than possible axe that swirled with an ever mingling blizzard and inferno. And attached to the head was a handle of some metal looking material. And at its base was a person who was a little bit shorter than Dwyn, with hair that was red from the roots that went to a grey color at the ends of the hair. Also adorning her head were double tipped horns, shiny and ebony black where they were on the sides of her head. Tempo met the gaze of the girl, who had heterochromic eyes. Her left eye being a crimson red and her right eye being blue, leaning towards a gray-blue. Lowering the axe so that its large head went into the ground blade first, deeply at that. She gave a little smirk and looked to Dwyn.

“Hey. What took you so long to find me?”

Almost immediately Dwyn froze, and slowly turned around to look at the source of the voice, the girl who had the large axe, and was dressed in biker leather clothing with armor parts implemented on her arms and legs.

“It…it’s you…” He murmured, going over until he was standing next to Tempo, “My daughter, Reito-en.”

“Well of course. It’s not every day Mom sends me in a space ship thingie to come find you. Though, this is one strange place.” Reito-en looks to Tempo now, “So, where are we right now? And who are you?”

The examination Tempo dedicated himself to at the sight of this woman was grand scaled! For he has never seen such a grand weapon in eight years. But even, his weapon couldn’t beat her in such a design. The scale of the weapon, made the person herself quite large!

When the other stranger walked up to Tempo, revealing the identity, a surprising one in fact, made the boy’s fear and surprise turn in to curiosity, and astonishment. 

“ Your... daughter? “

This realization ( a good one! ), made him glad this was just a search and possible rescue. A coincidence, for Tempo to witness an odd reunion between the father and daughter, without invitation or restriction.

At the question poised to him, Tempo briefly stiffened, before immediately relaxed, taking a deep breath before answering. 

“ You two are in Melodia, the world of melody and music. And my name’s Tempo, a protector of this world. “

A quick glance at Dwyn, a blink occurring before a question came to mind.

The droid beeps softly, acknowledging that it did indeed understood what the strange being had said to it. Unlike The Drifter, the droid was programmed with numerous languages and could translate easily, which was very helpful in situations like this. The droid turns to its master, floating near him and speaks in a robotic monotone.

“They are asking why you don’t trust them. They are willing to help you. They say that there is a ruler of this world who could potentially heal you, but if you are not up to meeting her right now then that is fine. They wish to leave this area however.”

The Drifter dips his head some in thought, relaying over the information his companion provided him. It was quite simple why he didn’t trust the other; He didn’t know him. Perhaps if he was to get to know the other being, then perhaps he would grow to trust him, but that was a big if. It had taken him quite some time to trust his other friend, The Guardian, and that was even after he saved his life. The Drifter was just not one to trust easily and that was probably instilled in him for a very long time considering how long he’s been alive and by himself.

Sighing with some annoyance, The Drifter briefly glances at the strange being before focusing his attention on his droid, “Tell them I’m not trusting them merely for the fact I do not yet know them. It’s as simple as that. As for meeting their ruler, I’ll pass for the time being even though I am slightly curious about this ability she possesses. We can leave this area if that is what they desire. Clearly this area unnerves them, so perhaps we should leave for their sake.” He nods his head, silently instructing his droid to translate while he adjusts the piece that covers his mouth. It’s still laced with blood from when he coughed earlier, so he’ll most likely have to wash it, but he wasn’t going to do that with the other still around. He was very secretive about keeping his face hidden for unknown reasons.

The droid makes it way over back to the other and translates what was said to it, “He says that he does not trust you because he does not know you. As for meeting your ruler, he’ll pass for the time being but he is curious about the ability she possesses. He most likely wants details about this ability to heal. If you wish to leave this area, then he’ll follow.”

At least! At least there was a chance to escape here. Introductions, he can understand. It wouldn’t be fair, for a stranger to be led astray by a stranger. In that sense, he, again, understands.

“ Y-Yeah, of course! I know strangers aren’t fun.. L-Let me start over. “

A brief clear of his throat, before Tempo decided to smile, with a clearer mind.

“ My name’s Tempo. I am a current protector of this world, Melodia, and non-hostile visitors that come from time to time. I wanted to rush us out of here because this place is dangerous. Dangerous pits and leftover...um... creatures from a recent invasion still lurk here. We can get to know a lot more about each other when we get to a safer location. “

Hesitantly, he reached his hand out again.

Glancing to Tempo for a moment he gazes back at the pod. He seemed quite focused on it, unsettlingly so.

“I’m not sure. But whatever it might be, it’s probably somewhere on the surface now.”

Not too long after that did something start standing behind Tempo, the shadow of something huge hanging above him. The thing that was in the pod was right behind him, and he’d get to find out as that very same thing tapped on his shoulder.

Somewhere on the surface... oh dear! If Tempo doesn’t find this thing or someone, who knows what would happen to the unprepared who do?

Tempo glanced around the pod, pass the pod, trying to figure out who to look for, where to look for it. For the world’s safety, it is best to find some hints, and send the princess a warning. 

But, it was the tap on the shoulder that might had brought his search to a halt, Tempo’s shoulders stiffing up before he slowly progressed to look behind him, not very sure if he should.

But he had to! For that very being could be right under their noses! ... Or, better yet, above them. 

Whatever was behind them, that tapped Tempo’s shoulder was, huge! Not sure in comparison to a certain king, but it was best not to ask. With the fact that there was no injury involved with the tapping...makes him less nervous, perhaps. For it could be a friendly huge creature. 

Tempo entirely hoped so.

“ A-Ah..! “

Words can’t describe this sudden turn of events! The being, presented themselves to him, without anger, or injury, or the need for a search! It was just, there, waiting for attention. What kind of attention? He does not know. 

As the strange being offers his hand out to him, The Drifter takes a step back, squinting at the hand. He shakes his head and for the first time, speaks the most English he can muster, “No. Not going. Not trusting you.”

Turning away, he brings out his small droid companion and points at it, “If they speak anymore, translate. Please. You know how bad my English is.” The droid bobs in understanding before it slowly starts to circle around the other. The Drifter pulls out a small healing vial and proceeds to inject himself with it by stabbing himself in the arm. He glances at the strange being again and huffs as he crosses his arms.

The distrust! Ugh! That can hit a person hard. For Tempo, it wasn’t as much as you think it would. No heartbreak, no lost of hope. Just, ow that stings. But! But! Tempo’s not willing to give up, and maybe this stranger accidentally brought a helping hand to this situation, for the both of them!

Well, Tempo doesn’t know that, but he’s willing to ask, to try at least!

As the secondary other circles him, Tempo glances in curiosity, as soon as it was in front of him, then back, and in front again. It didn’t take long for Tempo to calm down his curious notions and took the chance.

“ May you ask him why he doesn’t trust me..? I’m willing to help him anyway we can. The ruler of this world has a way that could heal him. But if he’s not up to meeting her right now, we can at least get away from this place. “