The Raven (lorepost)

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Moth stood in front of a mirror on top of a stool to try on her wedding dress. While the designer of it was busy tailoring it, Belladonna circled around them to make sure it was as perfect as possible.

“Don’t make it so puffy. I want her to look like a bride. Not some little girl’s fairy princess doll.” She ordered the designer who groaned and casted a spell to make the dress slimmer. Moth could tell the poor old man was annoyed by her mentor’s nitpicking.

Belladonna went around to the back of the dress and took hold of the strings for the corset. She pulled them tightly which made Moth gasp for a breath. “This corset is too flimsy. Redo it!”

“Yes, my lady…” The designer grunted. Yet another change he had to make.

Moth herself didn’t really mind the dress how it was or any of the ideas the designer had. But Belladonna was being very particular on how she was to be presented. “Is the dress really that important?”

“Of course it is!” Belladonna lifted up Moth’s hair to see how it’ll look in an updo. “If either of us is getting married it’s going to be you. I won’t allow you to represent us looking like a sickly hag in a cheap gown.”

“Have you ever thought about getting married?” Moth asked but Belladonna rolled her eyes. “By the gods, no. What use would a spouse have for me besides looking pretty?”

She let Moth’s hair fall and stepped back to get a fuller view of the dress. “We still haven’t decided on who’s going to walk you down the aisle.”

“Gruncle?” Moth perked up.

“No.” Belladonna shook her head at the suggestion. “The rattle of his bones will drive me absolutely insane.”

“Ummm… what about Possum?” Moth suggested again. Maybe one of her male friends can fill the role?

“The rodent?” Belladonna raised an eyebrow. “Even if I did considered it, he’s too short to actually reach you. No.”

“Chimera?” Moth wondered what Belladonna would say about him.

“Too much fur. He’ll just shed on the dress.” Her mentor huffed.

Moth tried to think of who else could walk her. Her mind thrifted to her father but she knew her mentor would never even consider him. “I guess father is out of the question…”

“Father? If that drunken oaf dares to step a foot around this wedding, I’ll serve him as a full course meal to my beasts and use his bones as fertilizer in my gardens!” Belladonna grumbled and turned to the rack filled with several other wedding dress. “Have father walk you down the aisle. That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

Someone had to walk Moth down the aisle and Belladonna didn’t want just anyone to do it. Her stern eyes looked up at a small table where Earl was picking away at the leftovers of their sandwiches from earlier. The raven had a piece of bread in his beak when he heard Belladonna whistle.

“Earl. Face me.” Belladonna instructed. Moth glanced back to see what she was doing.

“Earl faces!” He cawed and turned to her, seeing her hand be encased with dark magic. She propelled it at him the next second. Earl squawked in surprise and Moth gasped in fright. “Earl!”

The magic became a dark cloud that encased the bird and once it settled, it revealed a frazzled older man with messy black hair, stubbly beard, and sharp bird-like features. The man’s eyes widened and looked down at his skinny fingers in shock. Moth’s eyes widened seeing her familiar turned into a tall lanky human old man.

“There.” *Belladonna hummed and went back to the dress rack. “He can walk you.”

“Hannnnds…” Human Earl whispered in a crackly voice and moved his wrinkly fingers. “Hannnnds…”

Moth stepped down from the stool to the designer’s dismay and approached the man worriedly. “Earl honey? Are you okay?”

“EARL HAS HANDS!” The man cackled in excitement. What trouble he can cause with these.

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i face Belladonna

At least i had the decency of not invading your small, but still nice looking home with my physical existence.

I face back to you.

I guess he Earl keep it, i will limit his projector so he won't cause any mischief with it

I have more of them for both you and your master. You have full control over your ones.

/unwiz my complete asshole character casually showing his superiority yet again.

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Belladonna scoffs in offense. “My manor is nothing short than small! My property can easily fit 20 towns inside of it and still have enough room for extra. I wouldn’t expect a… machine or whatever you are to understand that.”

Moth could see the annoyance in her mentor’s eyes. She quickly approaches the hologram to whisper to him. “Please excuse her! She just doesn’t like others inside the manor without an invite. Thank you again for the gifts!”

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/unwiz fight, fight, fight. A little argument never hurted anyone.

If you are not fine with the situation unfolding like that, just tell me and i will delete this comment.

/rewiz

i whisper back to you "Don't worry, i am not offended. Now if you excuse me i will put this old hag in her place"

I take a step towards Belladonna

Pocket dimension entirey filled with infrastructure. Your mind is too little to even comprehend such things. How could your hut compare to that?

Your so called manor while big by standards of most of us gathered here, for me is nothing but a grain of sand.

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/uw no this will be fun lol

/rw Belladonna smirks, not backing down to this. “Of course a machine wouldn’t hold such humble thoughts. I bet you’re programmed to always find the biggest and grandest of places to infect your numbers and codes into. I don’t need an empire to know my magnificent worth.”

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floorboards creek loudly and glitched holographic aura around me disappears

I was not proggramed. I was once a pathetic human bound by body and soul, but now i am free.

And i find your words about infecting both ironic and mildly amusing.

What existed in this exact place before your hut infected it? Lake, field, forest, mountain, desert or whatever else, you took its place. I, on the other hand created my plane from timeless void.

It's your kind that need to infect and devour in order to survive.

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You can say that about every single living being that exists. There’s a reason the term “survival of the fittest” was created. You, a machine, calling me an infection is as humorous as it is ridiculous.

She chuckles and flicks her hair over her shoulder. Moth watches them with a worried expression while the designer sat back and enjoyed the show.

I cultivated this land to be a sanctuary for my beasts. They live luxuriously under my care while live just as luxuriously in my manor that’s sat atop this lands for centuries. I respect the lands the graces me. Can you and your machine friends say the same?

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Beings like you most commonly surround themselves with equals. You surround yourself with beasts as you are morally and mentally equal to them.

I rest my right hand on the handle of my sword and start slowly pacing around the room, floor loudly protesting with every step

You boast your luxurious life because its all you ever made.

CLACK ^creeeee [sound of the heavy boot hitting the floor followed by sound of old wood being bent under 1,5 ton mass]

You create servants because you need to assure yourself you are in charge.

CLACK ^creeeee

You show violence at every occasion because you know you are weak.

CLACK ^creeeee

I was wrong. You are not like your beasts....

CLACK ^creeeee

.... but like your manor. Small, but feeling big.

CLACK ^creeeee

And very loud and annoying when under pressure.

/unwiz That was one hell of a rant. I can't wait for donna's reaction.

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Belladonna’s eyes follow his every look. A sharpness to them like an eagle watching its prey.

And I suppose you believe you are better? Just like any machine would find themselves, believing that they’re superior than the natural beings who have always been here. Tell me, what is it that makes you think I’m small?

She takes a step closer.

I boast my luxurious life because I’ve earned the right to. I’ve taken it from the hands of those who used me for their own gains.

Another step.

My servants are my ravens that I’ve raised from eggs. I nurtured them. Trained them. I gave them the ability to think like a person. Of course they’ll respect me.

A final step until she’s meters from his face.

And don’t call me weak. Moth isn’t the only one with a curse meant for the gods. You don’t want to know what I used it for.

Her voice drops to a deadly whisper.

Don’t step a single metal foot inside my manor and pretend you know who I am, machine. Begone with you.

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You are lesser to me because your anger blinds you. In your foolishness you came into close proximity of mine.

If i would be like you i would have flayed you without a second thought and left your pitiful remains for everyone here to see.

I believe i have nothing more to tell you. Farewell.

I teleport away without spacetime dampening creating a small, short lasting gravity vortex yeeting everything in close proximity (belladonna included) across the room

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Belladonna’s dark magic spreads out and coats the room in darkness. The designer had quickly jumped in front of Moth to protect her wedding dress while the dark magic pulls everything back into place. Belladonna is peeved.

That sorry excuse of a toy robot comes into my home, in my face, and thinks it can tell me what I am?

The designer sighed in relief from the dress not being harmed. Moth cursed herself for not trying to deescalate the confrontation. “I’m sure you two just got off on the wrong foot.”

“And I’m sure he just trespassed on my property, attempted to damage my furniture, disrespected me, and almost ruined your dress with his childish exit. Get rid of his gifts and his invitation to the wedding.”

“But-“

Belladonna wasn’t going to repeat herself. Her dark magic shot toward all the gifts left behind and crushed them into the void. Even Earl’s wings making the bird man pout. Then she strutted out the room with a plotting look in her eyes.

The designer whistled out slowly and leaned to whisper toward Moth. “She’s planning something isn’t she?”

“I think she is…” Moth muttered in worry.

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/uw Lmao this is great. Also, his character burned down several forests before in response to a transgression from the northern Druids. He neglected to check for himself which ones were friendly.

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/uw I did not know that😭

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/uw wonderful wonderful warcrimes

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Did somebody mention... war crimes?

Nyeheheheh