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“Ah, this feeling of being totally outclassed, by a matter of our natures rather than our relative skill - I want to crush her. Not to mention, Soleil’s been more unbearable recently now that she’s got in her head that Hijiri is a ‘gold digger’ trying to ‘steal Papa away,’ so overall, things have gotten way more troublesome due to this woman.”
“She’s supposedly very powerful, but truthfully it’s difficult for me nowadays to gauge the strength of demons since my abilities are their antithesis. So, she spends the bulk of a day slouched whilst playing video games... and her spine isn’t in constant agony? Tch, how extremely enviable.”
“I never forget a pretty face, so I am surprised as to why Sir Greed’s eccentric daughter has taken to Professor Hijiri as of late, too... a potential rival, perhaps? I do find it enviable how effortless it is for Madamoiselle Soleil to command the attention and hearts of those around her. My, she certainly does know how to liven up even a graveyard.”
“I am familiar with Miss Duchenne, as she is one of the many high rollers who is business partners with Papa! So that she-witch was already able to ensnare another billionaire, huh... does her wickedness truly know no bounds?”
“If I actually was your mother, I’d be incredibly disturbed by the way you just described me. Soleil, you’re really such a handful. Oh, be careful running around in those heels again. We don’t want you falling on your face and then crying about nosebleeds again. And then crying louder because ‘almighty CEOs don’t cry so ungracefully.’ Yes, yes, that’s a good child.”
“Ufufu, my Mama is definitely the strongest, most beautiful person in the world! If any cretin dared to antagonize our family, she would certainly force their ribs to grow out of their chest cavity as painfully as possible! Like they deserve! But while Mama is very protective of us, she’s a bit shy when it comes to showing her real feelings! That combination of feminine strength and surprising modesty, isn’t it like actually super appealing and erotic? But really, what I’m saying is that Papa would definitely be happy if you hugged him too, Mama!”
“My little sunbeam! It feels like just yesterday you were only as tall as my knee, and you’ve already grown up so big and healthy! What would you like as a present? A pony? A tropical vacation? The New York Stock Exchange? What’s that, all of the above? Haha, you make Papa so proud, little one🌸”
“Papa! Papa is the coolest, awesomest, bestest man ever! He gives the best hugs! His lunchboxes make Michelin-star restaurants taste like rancid pig slop! He taught me everything he knows about investing and one day I’ll take over as CEO of his company! But I also won’t have to since Papa will live forever! He’s just that amazing! Hey hey, isn’t my Papa just the greatest?”
“Aaaaaaaah, I’m not one to live life with regrets, but, but, but! Nowadays, I find myself cursing the day I drank that youth potion. I find myself thinking about how very much I would like to be Ikiru Hijiri’s husband. It’s unlike me to hesitate, or be held back by such thoughts, but the thought of making a mess of our rapport fills me with dread like nothing else. Sigh... how unsightly of me to pine so. Shall I channel these feelings of mine into my next piece?”
“Regulus is quite the character. He’s notorious for being temperamental and unreliable, but my experiences with him have been stellar. I find him to be a dependable collaborator and a friend, if that’s not too presumptive of me to say. For one as numbers-oriented as I, it is refreshing to get a more abstract, artistic viewpoint on some matters. Though, even if I know better, it does feel wrong to share a drink with somebody who is physiologically a child.”
Tsubaki's feelings towards Ikiru are mixed. They unequivocally care for her well-being, and they think that if Nagi were alive he would be incredibly proud of his sister for bringing his dream to fruition. However, Tsubaki feels a sense of regret when it comes to Ikiru's inability to hold down long relationships and her alcoholism. It is apparent to Tsubaki that Ikiru does not /know/ how to be happy, but they do not know how to solve that problem, as a god with little understanding of the human psyche.
"Tsubaki is the closest thing I have to home at this point in my life. Always waiting, always faithful. Always making me feel like the scum of the earth for leaving when I've an assignment outside of Japan. While wearing such a nostalgic face, too, it's downright manipulative. But I'm also grateful - like this, I’ll never forget what ani-ue’s face looked like.”
“I did not think I would be one to go for an older woman, but alas, my heart... it is an involuntary thing. In a world of muted grays, it is hard not to love a brilliant crimson red gaze that looks down upon you like you are trash that is leaking out of a bag... I would really like to make her mine.”
“Miss Duchenne, I suspect, is somebody who is rarely told ‘no,’ which is perhaps why she is so fixated on me. I am unsure of what she seeks from me, but so long as she does not interrupt my work I do not mind her company. I hope she understands that academia and drug-fueled socialite joyrides do not mix together. Actually, considering her condition when we met, maybe it would be best to have somebody actually supervising her.”
“So this is Reggie’s alcoholic little princess, huh? The Hijiri clan is a shadow of what it used to be, so I've heard... but that exorcism packs a punch! I didn’t think there was an exorcist alive who could handle Ellie, much less the two of us together. It seems like a waste to let such a powerful lineage to die out... say, if we manage to avert this apocalypse, what say you to a proposition of mine, Professor?”
“I... well, he was a demon, so it was my natural response to seal him and his associate away. Then, I would question their motives and intent at a secure location. Unfortunately, I lost track of the vessel I used... there were quite a few vodka bottles in my hotel room that day. Finals and all that. So, I do take some ownership in the problems this stunt has caused. If my powers can aid the situation in any way, Mister Greed, I’ll work up a sweat as you command.”
"She's Cerule's jewel, I'd say... for many years, he wouldn't let her out of his sight. The fact that he's not so clingy anymore is a good sign, but it's definitely affected Aurelie's growth. She's like Rapunzel locked up at the top of a tower. But she seems happy, and that's all you can ask for, right? I do think she and Cerule are both... clumsy, when it comes to delicate matters, so if she ever needs advice about that kind of thing, I hope she comes to me. I do consider her family, even if she may not feel the same way."
"Ms. Sewig is Elvira's mother, and it's easy to see where Elvira gets her good qualities from. If I ever had a maternal figure in my life, it would be her. Beautiful and composed, skilled and witty - she's what anyone would want in a partner or companion. Frankly put, I'm... I'm rather envious of her. B-but, you will repeat this to nobody, you hear me?!"
"A gallant knight with a silver tongue, how wonderful! That's one of Cece's favorite types. Even so, I'd say it's only about an 70% match at best... the looks are perfect, but I prefer people who are cutely honest ♫ Maybe after you've matured a bit? I like you though, so if you need to curse someone to death, I'm your girl! As they say the handsomer the man, the handsomer the frog, so do feel free to return whenever you'd like to play some more!"
Normally, the knight is supposed to fell the wicked witch, but I do believe I can make an exception for Cecelia. It's a teensy cocktail mix of trauma, wisdom, and a little dash of charm. That is to say, I'm charmed by her, but it comes from fear of her skills and knowing it's best to roll over when she asks.
I heard tales of her... particular, healing methods. Having experienced them myself now, I can see why people look worse off exiting than when they ended. She helps more than hurts, so what's a bit of trauma? Doctor's orders and all. What I'm saying is, no hard feelings for the slimy bastard bit, love. Treat me to dinner sometime and we'll call it square. Or maybe another kiss?
Nana's really wonderful! Some of my people are intimidated by her, but she's really such a friendly and polite girl. She's always willing to help out with tasks around the South, even the ones that Thompson tells me are "hazardous" or "not fit for humans." Many hands make light work. I'm grateful! Plus, tea and pastries are tastier when you have them with a friend after a day of work! I've started playing some of her music to the mushrooms in my workshop and I think it makes them happy! They'll be ready to fruit in a few days, so I hope she has time to come by and take some of the harvest for herself.
Why's everyone think she's weird? Witches are hella cool, and she's not a bad kid. Pretty funny, cute, and helps out too. Yeah, the methods weird, but hey, my shit's healed, so what else is there to complain about? She just needs someone to scold her sometimes, it's not hard. Damn pussies if you ask me, too scared to get their hands dirty with collecting mushrooms and diggin' up bones. What's not bitchin' about that? And I get some dope cake and tea afterwards. Only complaint I really got is she's too touchy feely sometimes, but I can get over it... Wait, she's older than me? You serious?
"Ah, you know, kitties make for good witchy companions too! They're wonderful for the aesthetics. And those little wispy fellows in her, wouldn't they make lovely frogs? An Egypt-themed, spectral floating frog... so cute! What kind of materials can I get from one of those...? Oh, but I won't get to do try such things, since you'll be well-behaved from now on, right? Here here, have a macaron, a cute snack for a cute cat. Eat up, eat up! We must get more meat on those bones!"
"She is... someone we cannot get along with, yes. It is not a matter of her competence as a wise woman or not, it is a matter of her character."
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Our Mistress is, of course, referring to that "incident." When young Bryce was turned into an Amphibia, we were sealed away by that girl's magic. A truly traumatizing experience for our mistress. If young Nana was not there to guide her, we are afraid she would have broken down completely. *Sigh*, our mistress, over reliance is a sign of weakness. You are aware of this, yes?
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"O-of course I am, my ancestors. At least now I- we, are. If nothing else, we must thank her for showing us this critical flaw of ours. However, her hubris will not be forgiven again. There will be no second time."
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Our mistress talks assuredly, but it is just a front. Fear is not overcome so easily. We can hardly blame her, for we ourselves are unused to such displays of might. Sealing away our presence is no small feat, but our mistress is no weakling either. If she had just focused, she may have been able to break the seal herself. Yet panic overcome her, and she stumbled where she was meant to rise. A most disappointing thing, but our mistress has learned her lesson.
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"Indeed, my ancestors. Next time, I will surely stand victorious!"
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...Or so she says, seeming to forget that there is no longer a reason to enter conflict with her. That, and it seems our mistress is more interested in that girl's baking skills than fighting. Honestly, our mistress, whatever shall we do with you?
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"S-silence, my ancestors. Am I not deserved some reparation from her for the hardships she has made me endure?"
“Atop a steed of metal and pipe, Papa is definitely Cece’s prince who rescued her from that lonely place all those years ago. Though, should the prince really rescue the wicked witch...? That’s exactly the kind
of postmodern genre subversion someone as cool as my Papa is capable of, du~mmy. Papa took me to the South, the best place in the world! There’s so many colors and yummy ingredients and friends, friends I can see, not just hear in my head. The witch punished the couple who trespassed and stole Rapunzel from her garden, so Cecelia will punish anyone who tries to take from the South. Yes, I like the ring of that! Though for now, there’s still a lot to learn from Papa, like ‘don’t turn the /citizens/ of the South into frogs.’ And ‘these torture devices are called vegetables and you have to eat them once a day.’ And ‘you can’t turn an entire family inside-out because the father frowned at me.’ And ‘you can’t take people’s pets as food ingredients.’ And ‘just because Louis had his arm amputated doesn’t mean the arm is free real estate.’ Oh, and...”
Cecelia's a bit... outlandish. But she's not a bad kid, honest. She just has trouble understanding others and what's "good." Like just the other day, she ended up using a stray the kids were taking care of for a potion, but when I talked to her about it she made them a cake as an apology. And also brought back their dog as a shambling corpse. The thought's always there with her, but the execution could... use some fine tuning. A few traumatized kids are proof of that. Not that I regret picking her up from the Wasteland and taking care of her, anything but. She's as special to me as all the Basira, it's just that I worry how she'll be when I'm gone. Will she eat proper food that's just not just sweets all the time? Will she not turn all her problems into frogs? Will she make any friends other than me or Ramiel? But look at me, acting like her old man, hahaha. I'm sure things will be fine, she's a capable girl. I just want people to see the same clever, bright-eyed cheery Cecelia that I see, and not some freak show girl.
"Oh, oh oh oh? Isn't she positively lovely, this one? The gap between a dolled-up face and an crude demeanor would make for an unbeatable combination! How very cute, fufu. There's no need to worry for durability dear, all of Reclusa's products have a secret special formula to them - and really, we can do far, far better than a solid white linen shirt, can't we?"
Reminds me of a Jorōgumo, but gay. Normally, types like her sketch me out. Those "perfect," types, I don't buy them worth shit. If something's too good to be true, it usually is, but... I dunno, looking at her makes me feel for her. Like I'm looking at glass. It's weird, but my gut tells me we're not so different. Doesn't mean I'm dumb enough to trust her, but I'm not rich enough to turn down free shit either. You seen how bitchin' these new threads look? Anyway, if you ask me, she'll be loads better once she settles whatever complicated BS she has with bitch boy. They just need to fuck. Might just lock 'em in a room together.
"Oh, how cute! A striking appearance, with fluffy ears and tails, going from haughty and composed to flustered and melting from one moment to the next... how is one to resist? My mind is flowing with ideas, truly cute girls make the world go round! Please do make yourself at home, there's no need to feel intimidated! I'll take good care of you♫"
"We... judge her a capable enough leader. Her followers are satisfied, her finances are well tended, and opposition is dealt with in a swift manner. On the surface, there is little to complain for. Her forward behavior, oft mistaken for arrogance, may be forgiven as a fellow leader, but we wish she wouldn't approach us so closely-"
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Our Mistress has crippling arachnophobia.
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"My ancestors!!!!"
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She is deathly terrified of all matter of spiders. She oft would have to request her father to come and slay them in her place, as she would paralyze from fear. Truly, she has come a long way since then to so boldly stand in front of this creature.
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"My ancestors!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Perhaps bold is the wrong term, as that would involve overcoming ones fear. Impressive seems more appropriate, as it's truly remarkably how well she hides her crippling fear and stuttering in her presence. Why, as soon as madame Duchenne appears, our mistress screams internally and panics, practically losing consciousness. Yet on the outside, our Mistress is the picture of a refined Pharaoh. Truly, how impressive. We applaud her skill.
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"MY ANCESTORS!!!! Auuuuugh, why must you always sabotage me in this way!? Am I not trying my best!? Sigh...her eyes are creepy."
I knew him quite well as a child. My world was very dark then, but he shone so brightly and persistently and dragged me out from that abyss. I have very fond memories from those days. He helped build this workshop, you know, and the greenhouse. As for what came after… it’d be unnatural for someone like me to hold onto something so nice for so long. So I’m very glad he’s been able to surround himself with people as good and kind as he is. I know he has a turbulent relationship with his family.
…Yes, this is how things ought to be. Of course, for the sake of old times, I’m happy to help where I can. A perfect smile, a vast spiderweb of connections, and my perfect fashion. And looo~ts of money, of course. These are the weapons I’ve cultivated over the years. I’m rather proud of them. Shall I show him why?”
Em- pardon, I slipped into an old habit there- Estelle's a girl I've known for a long time. We were closer in the past. Had the biggest crush on her. But now... what can I say? Right bollocksed it I did. Some knight I am. And now I'm coming to her "when it's convenient." Sorry, that last part was just me fuming a smidge. It's not like I enjoyed pushing her away, that damnable mutt. I certainly could have handled things better, I admit that. Tell her what was going on, for one. Too late for regrets now, and it's not like telling her will make difference. She'd still be the girl I failed to save, who I couldn't keep happy. The least I can do is make sure she doesn't get hurt because of me anymore. Anyhow, she never needed me. Just look at her now! Doing right well for herself. Glad to see she's put on some pounds too, but don't tell her I've said that now. She'll think I'm calling her fat again, haha.
“Theta - my bad, Vincent, is pretty entertaining. He’s got the pride of a god with none of the power. He takes everything way too personally. He even got swindled into being that brat’s fake brother but got too into it and is attached now. Normally I’d find that type of person annoying, but in this case it’s rather pitiful, so it’s cute. Like a yappy little chihuahua, or a worm wriggling helplessly on the sidewalk.”
“She’s always smiling at me like she’s in on some kind of joke, but she does go out of her way to make sure I am well, giving cryptic advice unprompted... I don’t understand her all that well, but she doesn’t go out of her way to be abrasive like /someone/ does.”
“Oh come now Theta, there’s no need to be so cold to your grandfather~ after all, there’s no secrets when it comes to family, right? You’re making me feel so very lonely! What would your sister say if she saw you acting so standoffish?”
“This guy, he’s a masterclass in being super annoying, wouldn’t you agree? Giving me a job that I can’t really turn down, tying my continued survival to this silly game of pretend family we’re playing, getting super into the role play even though calling someone like that ‘grandfather’ is gross ✨ Really, ‘grandfather,’ I do think the rest of us would appreciate the sound of silence for the time being.”
“Vince is Vince. He’s goodness incarnate. Mess with him and I’ll rip a new hole into you.”
“I’ve always admired how bold and courageous Julie is. Even though her form is that of a child’s, standing behind her makes you feel reassured and protected. Like a modern day Jeanne d’Arc, but with more profanity. But, I’d like her to understand that I don’t need constant protection anymore. I’m a grown man, basically... I expect she’s afraid that she might lose me again, even if it’s a long shot. What to do in my situation...”
"Laffey is my oldest, most precious friend. But, my, he certainly has picked up some unique hobbies over the years, hasn't he?"
“How did you...? Apart from myself, she’s the only person who really knows the truth of this world. That solace is what’s kept me from going completely insane over the years. A human mind isn’t meant to store so many memories, so I’ve ceased being human a long time ago. Though, that’s hardly a revelation, haha! The exclusivity of a secret shared between two, the intimacy, the yearning towards an old friend, I guess my feelings are...wait, what are you making this elderly man say?! How scandalous, kyaaaah!”
"Darcy's a champ. Unlike 99% of people she's not annoying and knows how to hold a conversation. Guess if she needed someone's lights punched out I wouldn't mind lending a hand."
"She's a good egg, even though it's sometimes shocking to hear so much profanity coming from someone with such a sweet face. She's honest and means well. It's hard to dislike someone like that. Though, I wonder if she doesn't repress herself too much. All work and no play and such."
Bryce is my capable, clever, and cute student. I’m very proud of him. Oh, but it’s not my intention to backhandedly praise the teacher whilst bragging about the pupil; you can’t cultivate what isn’t already there. I’m grateful that I can depend on him to keep Sub Rosa running while I’m out. I only hope that he’ll be able to find friends to rely on. Hanging out with an old fossil like me for so many years can’t be good for a young man’s blossoming social life...
Boss is... I wouldn't go as far as to call her my savior. That's way too grand, and she'd complain if she heard me call her that. Something like how she's just a passing nun that isn't deserving of being called a savior, haha. She's been a huge help though, teaching me all the tricks of the trade and giving me her bar. That's basically her life's work, couldn't have been easy to part with. Whenever she comes back, I'd like to be the one serving her a drink and hearing out her problems for once.
“Oh, she’s an unsightly little brat, isn’t she? Clinging to that deadbeat and bleating ‘Papa, papa,’ like she doesn’t know any other words. I’m miffed that she thinks she’s beaten me, we’ll see who’s the one laughing when that precious Papa of hers is hanging from the rafters❤️“
"There was a big fat, ugly corpse fly buzzing around Papa so of course Stella smashed it to bits. Stella thinks some bugs are cute, like ladybugs and tarantulas, but this one is horrible and smells bad."
“Stella is... I had given up on really making anything out of my life, but meeting her changed all of that around. Then she went and sacrificed herself for this old man... maybe she thought she could help me settle my old regrets before I died. Makes me regret spilling everything to her, if it made her feel like she had to give up her life. She should be the one to experience the sun, fresh air, delicious food... no, that’s the wrong way to think about it. With this second chance, I’ll live properly and find a way to get her back... Then, I’ll be able to tell her ‘thank you’ from the bottom of my heart.”
"Papa is Papa. Stella loves him a whoooooole lot. Even though Papa is not cool at all and keeps stumbling over simple things, that's why Stella is here. One is a human and the other is a supercomputer AI. We can't meet anymore, but Stella will watch over Papa and make sure he's safe."
“He’s a man who was born into a cage and one who will die in a cage. A beautiful automaton. Rather pitiful, don’t you think?”
"I do see the parallels between our professions. However, I would like to think I am less manipulative... no, that is untrue. I suppose the word one would use is 'slimy.' It is difficult to get anything done in this world without crossing paths with him, but fortunately we are spared from any extensive meddling."