Posts by ARADIA A.C

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^{Aradia was the next to approach Viktor’s setup here. Thinking back, she had never had a checkup before. In fact, Aradia had never been looked at by a medic in her life. Either the medics were too afraid of her, or she had never really had a reason to be attended to. After all, she had been dead for most of her - well, time on this planet. Not much healing you could do for a girl already dead.}

^{But now, Aradia was alive. Well, still not entirely. The kitsune was undead. Revived from the grave with a blood ritual of the blackest magic. Something about her, now, was not entirely alive. She resembled a living canine, albeit a horrifying one in appearance, but inside was where she was not alive.}

^{Also, she was a vampire too. So, Aradia was mostly just curious as to what the canon would find during this checkup. The kitsune decided to stand next to the fabric Viktor had laid out, flapping open her crow-like wings and facing the medic. ”I am ready for the examination,” Aradia stated, an intrigued expression on her face.}

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^{Aradia was certainly not the kind you would consider a 'party animal'. She hadn't even known Englishivy's reign as the leader in the still short time of her membership in the Haven, so she couldn't exactly participate in the toast, either. Besides, the kitsune wasn't holding alcohol or a beverage of any kind. Instead, she sat silently in the quietest corner of the room, watching the dancing Haveners through a calculating red gaze. There were quite a few heartbeats in one room, quite a few creatures who could have the life ripped out of them so easily by her. But she didn't. Hopefully she'd maintain the composed self-control to continue refraining from doing so. Well, even if she did, she supposed she'd just have to move on to another Clan and never return. For some reason, she felt as though she didn't want that to happen.}

^{Instead, the vampire slowly turned to look at the food, which Ferro was happily beginning to consume. Aradia rose to her paws and headed over, folding her wings in to her sides to prevent them from touching anybody dancing nearby on her way. Once she reached Ferro's side, she scanned the food on the table, noting the steak that the tomcat was eating. She turned to the steak herself, seeing an option for a slice that was far less cooked than the others. Thank god. Aradia placed her snout in this dish, drinking the blood that pooled around the beef instead of eating the meat itself.}

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^{Aradia watched the meat vanish from her dish, and she immediately turned her head to the look at the thief. The bones in her neck, still fresh in this newly revived body, audibly cracked into place as she did so. Intense red eyes landed on Balisarda, staring at the girl in shock. After a few silent moments, broken only by the kitsune's steady breathing, she turned her entire body to face Bali. She stared down at the other Honorguard, wings slowly unfurling, blood dripping from her snout. Her expression, though mostly unreadable, perhaps said something like, 'did you really just dare to do that?' And that was what Aradia was indeed thinking - no one had attempted something so bold against her, well, ever. Seconds more passed by of shocked staring, before the kitsune began to laugh. And she just kept laughing, thoroughly amused by the sheer boldness of this girl. This she didn't come across often.}

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^{It was fairly safe to say that Aradia had lost much in her life as well, but nowhere near what Ninjasexparty and many others around her had lost. You see, Aradia never really had much to begin with, and you can't lose what you never had. She began life with two absent parents and siblings that hated her, and she hated them back of course. She also hated everybody else around her in BloodClan - not because they had ever done anything to spite her, exactly, but because they fostered the environment of hostile people who couldn't give a shit about her. Her younger days were so full of hatred.}

^{The cycle continued for much of her life. She never had people she cared about, nor people that cared about her. She lost them too, but it didn't make a difference to her. They meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. The only exception to this was the group she was last a part of, where she did feel welcomed, but they were all gone now too. She took to creating loss herself - taking lives one by one for her own sheer enjoyment. This was when she truly felt like she belonged. Not a place, but a state of being - a coldblooded killer. And here she was, still coldblooded. A member of Wind Haven, not exactly where she might fit in. But she was glad of this. She would most certainly not want to be part of a group of people who were anything like her. That proved to be nothing but horrible. And although Aradia liked sparking horror in the hearts of others, she did not enjoy feeling horrible.}

^{The kitsune approached after Honeyguide, spotting the unicorn across their border as well. Honeyguide had already spoken to the stranger, so she could remain silent. She stretched out her blood-colored wings, watching the being with an intrigued smile. You didn't see a creature like that every day, as unique as herself but in the opposite manner. While she appeared to be hell incarnate, a unicorn was pure majesty and wonder. He was literally staring at flowers, how much purer could you get? Aradia's smile widened as she wondered what his blood would taste like.}

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^{At Cassiopeia’s command to cease her laughter, Aradia finally managed to stop, but she continued to grin with her bloodstained teeth in amusement at the girl’s comment. Taking a deep breath, the kitsune returned her gaze to Balisarda, placing a black paw on her shoulder. ”Nothing is wrong at all. Eat whatever you like,” Aradia replied merrily. However, she had noticed the girl’s expression of fear before it had transformed to confusion, and the vampire could never pass up an opportunity to bank on this. Still keeping her paw planted on Bali’s shoulder, Aradia leaned closer, red eyes staring into hers with a mischievous smile. ”Besides, I much prefer drinking the blood. The rest of the body is just.. dessert,” Aradia said quietly, before releasing Bali and turning to the approaching vicar general. ”Thank you, Duskstar,” she replied to his compliment, smirking in amusement as she flicked her six tails. He was clearly intoxicated, something Aradia had witnessed quite a few times throughout her life, especially as a child in BloodClan. Then, they posed a danger. Here, Dusk was merely an amusing spectacle who approved of her blood-drinking behavior.}

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^{Hello??? Your art is SO GORGEOUS???? My eyes are blessed}

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^{Meanwhile, Aradia had never done anything to ruin a relationship she had because she had never been in one to begin with. That included all types of relationships: romantic, familial, platonic. Aradia had never any of those sorts of relationships to even lose. Perhaps that was a sad and lonely thought. But to Aradia, it was simply normal.}

^{The kitsune approached the border shortly after Washington arrived there. She stood facing Mercy, remaining silent and unmoving, as Wash had already asked the necessary question. In the past, when Aradia was a ghost taking up a robot body, she would appear like a statue when she did this. Instead, Aradia now looked like a snake waiting silently to strike at its prey, only moving slightly with her breathing.}

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^{Guardian. Aradia looked genuinely surprised as she approached the Haveners gathered around the Shepherd's Stone. The kitsune didn't generally feel too many emotions, but surprise was one she could. Aradia certainly had the ability to guard this place she could now call home. Certainly nobody had a doubt about that. But there was more to the role than how the name sounded, there was more to being a guardian than simply physically protecting the members of Wind Haven. It was also about showing that you were a devoted member. This was where Aradia felt somewhat unsure inside. Was she devoted? She didn't know. Surely they weren't stupid enough to be unable to tell that she was a bloodthirsty killer. But.. perhaps the longer she stayed here, the softer she got emotionally speaking. She didn't feel soft. But maybe the change was a gradual one, and Aradia wasn't sure how she felt about it either.}

^{She then remembered she should speak, and the kitsune lifted her head. "Thank you, Duskstar," the canine said politely with a sweet smile. The sweetness, she could at least assure herself, was certainly fake. Less murderous, perhaps she could be. But not sweet. Her true personality, the one she barely showed to others if she could help it, was angrier, colder.. and sadder.}

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^{At the canon's direction, Aradia silently opened her mouth. What Viktor would find was not entirely pleasant. Many of her teeth were extremely sharp and jagged, dagger-like as they have been described many times. One bite would clearly cause a pretty horrible wound, the kind that Viktor could only hope he'd never have to deal with in his career.}

^{Her teeth were also stained with blood. Some of the blood appeared to be fresh, a red as bright as her eyes, but the rest appeared to be stains that would no amount of water or toothpaste if they for some reason had it could wash away. That might leave Viktor a lovely time of imagining how she got her teeth so stained.}

^{Two of her teeth were much longer than the rest - her canine fangs. They were so long that they poked out of her mouth a tiny bit when it was closed. But now that they were here in the open, they were clearly deadly sharp and slightly curved inward, as well as being the bloodiest of her teeth. They were the mark of a vampire.}

^{The last thing that Viktor would unfortunately notice was her breath. It was not usually overbearing at all, but with her mouth open and the canon close enough to examine, he would definitely notice it. It reeked of blood, of rotting, and a slight hint of something else that Viktor and the other medics would most likely be able to figure out better than others. A smell of venom.}

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^{Aradia didn't think she had ever seen a bonfire in all the past Clans she had been in, either. She had heard of them, it wasn't particularly a rare concept, but for some reason she had never participated in one before. Well, unlike a few of her other Clanmates, she was not going to question it. Fire was very interesting to her, so chaotic and deadly, much like herself. However, the Guardian was capable of being calm, and actually usually was since she began living here. And, fire could be calm too, when it was contained like this one here that Duskstar had created.}

^{The kitsune made her way over to the group, sitting on a log nearby Ninjasexparty. Her gaze swept over the others gathered around the fire with a half-smile on her snout. "I'd like to hear 'scary' stories if any of you have them. I suppose regular stories would do just fine as well," Aradia commented politely.}

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^{I think Aradia is going to be Houndoom c:}

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^{I changed her fancypost and signature lyrics to be the Pokedex entry for Houndoom c: I think they're creepy enough to be perfect for Aradia}

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            ^{They awaken to sunlight streaming through an open window, carved into walls of dirt. Illuminating each of their rooms with brightness. They lie on beds of straw, and there's few other furniture in their rooms - a wooden log for sitting, a few clay pots which they keep their items in. Their surroundings are humble, but immediately they are filled with a sense of warmth and happiness as they slip out of their clouded dreams and return to their real world. They are members of Haven Guild, a wonderful and homey place where Pokemon from all walks of life can find safety, shelter, and most importantly return the favor. The members of the Guild take part in rescue and exploration missions, finding lost Pokemon in danger like they themselves once were, and returning them to safety. All is well in the Guild.}

^{An alarm echoes through the rooms of the dirt building, summoning all of the explorers to the main hall where the Guildmaster waits. The leader of this establishment, who gives all the explorers their missions and provides them with this place to call home. A large Houndoom, sinister in appearance, covered in recent wounds - what appear to be clawmarks and bitemarks. Fresh with blood. But her expression is calm and seemingly unfazed by her injuries. A small smile graces her red snout as she watches her beloved members of the Guild enter the hall, woken from their slumber. She nods at them all, before her expression grows more serious.}

^{"I imagine you're all wondering why I've woken you up so early," Aradia begins, her voice prim and polite as always, but her face always somewhat.. unsettling, most Guild members would agree. "I have received news of an extremely alarming situation. Multiple Pokemon have disappeared, and we assume that they have been abducted by a mysterious Pokemon or group. It is our job to rescue these captives immediately, wouldn't you agree?" she smiled, red eyes glinting in the sunlight. Glancing down momentarily at her blood that dripped onto the floor.}

^{But the Houndoom just as quickly lifted her head again, returning her unwavering gaze to the explorers before her. "I would like you all to gather your supplies and prepare for a journey to where it is believed the prisoners were taken - the peaks of Kodiak Mountain. It will be dangerous. But more dangerous will be rescuing the Pokemon from their captor." Aradia finished her speech with another smile. She always seemed to smile at the mention of danger, of violence. Perhaps the explorers were imagining it, though. They could never be sure.}

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            ^{"Unfortunately, that is all the information I have been given. Turns out that not many are brave enough to head up the mountain and find out who is behind the captures," Aradia replied to Dusk bluntly, rising to her paws and heading over to the gathered Pokemon to stand amongst them. She never considered herself their leader, only the owner of Haven Guild. When it came to the explorers, she was instead an equal to them, as everybody else was as well. There was never a hierarchy of any sort in the Guild, though some might respect Viktor more due to his legendary status. In any case, with Aradia as the founder of the Guild, some might wonder why someone so ominous and downright creepy would want to create a Guild based on rescuing and safety. They never really did get an answer.}

^{"That is why we are the last hope for the prisoners. We're the only ones capable of this mission," the Houndoom went on, glancing at Viktor with her red eyes glinting. "I should mention that the dungeons where the captured Pokemon are likely being held are deep within the Kodiak Mountain. Your flight will likely not save us then," Aradia said intently to him, a smile beginning to pull once again at the corners of her mouth.}

^{She then broke her gaze and returned to looking at all the gathered explorers in front of her. "What will save you is your skill, as well as supplies. Food, medicine, berries, anything that will help us along the way. Lack of supplies in the dungeons are a deadly mistake." Another smile of glee, not so well hidden. "Get prepared."}

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^{Farming was the least interesting of the activities that Wind Haven participated in, in Aradia's opinion. The thought of sitting there, digging in the dirt, seemed exceptionally boring to her. The kitsune clearly had no problem getting her hands dirty - with blood, not soil. Aradia was one to destroy life, not create it.}

^{However, the Guardian still felt as though she had to participate in this activity for some reason. Duty to Wind Haven? Possibly.}

^{The kitsune approached the growing group of Haveners around the plots of soil that Jailbreak had set up. "I will participate as well," Aradia spoke, trying not to allow her disinterest to show. However, Aradia sounded disinterested almost all the time, what with her monotonous tone. Pity the fool who had to end up as her planting partner.}

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^{The Exiles had hurt Aradia too, but not at all similar to the way that they had hurt Declan.}

^{For all her life, Aradia had experienced nothing but hostility and a lack of love. Neither of her two fathers had given her a second glance. And so, her heart grew colder until it was reduced to nothing.}

^{When the kitsune turned on the path of murder, she found herself at the edge of the Exiles' territory. Where her father, Bill Cipher, had once ruled. The head of the snake that was the evil in every member. She had, stupidly, expected him to approve of her for following in his footsteps in a way - partaking in evil herself. But even worse than that, she had hoped to find some sort of love, some sense of belonging with her father.}

^{Of course, she didn't know that was what she was looking for, because love meant nothing to her. It still didn't, she was too empty for love, as Declan feared. But she felt it in the disappointment that struck deep within her when her father utterly rejected her. Spat on the ground she walked for even attempting for a minute to strike some sort of connection with him.}

^{And with that, she left once more, returning to her life on the roam, with nothing to hold onto. No love. Only hate as she killed more and more. As Declan feared, she thrived, found enjoyment in the pain of others.}

^{That was how the Exiles had hurt her. By making her just like them.}

^{But that was years ago, and Aradia didn't feel grudges anymore. She didn't even remember nor care what her father looked like. She was alive and here, that was what mattered. Her bloodthirstiness remained though, that couldn't be shaken over the years.}

^{The Guardian approached the group of Haveners at the edge of the territory, surrounding Declan in the darkness. The kitsune stopped beside Cassiopeia, eyeing Declan, who had just barely managed to return with the skin on her back. Aradia licked her snout as she watched the girl's blood dripping from her wounds, flicking her tails in interest.}

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^{"I suppose I'll help too," Aradia said as she made her way over, six tails flicking back and forth. The gardens were rather unfamiliar to her even though she was now a Guardian of the Haven, and most of the territory was second nature to her. However, the gardens were not. After all, Aradia never ate the fruits or vegetables or greenery there - why do that when she could have fresh meat and warm blood? However, she still wanted to make herself useful, so she supposed she could help her Clanmates with the harvesting, no matter how disinterested she was with the farming discipline.}

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^{Can Aradia be the ambassador for Shadow Veil please? c:}

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            ^{"Well, aren't you polite?" Aradia replied quietly, voice level and uneasily calm compared to the stranger's shouting. The kitsune made her way slowly towards the border, six black tails flicking back and forth as the tiniest smile of amusement pricked at the sides of her mouth, revealing stained red fangs. Her walk was agonizingly slow, as if teasing the newcomer with his impatience - she moved at the pace of a snake, slowly inching forward, waiting, watching its prey. Ready to strike at any time. And she certainly looked ready to strike, for the Guardian took out a knife, holding the stained metal weapon between her front claws, keeping her red gaze fixed on Ghiaccio as she fiddled nonchalantly with the blade. "Are you in a hurry to be somewhere?" the canine asked after a moment, her voice teasing, tilting her head. Sinisterly sweet. Hopefully this boy knew better than to yell at her once more.}

^{( Hi Magi!! c: )}