I'm not sure how all of this works yet. For now, this will be a dumping ground for all written stories related to my OC, Sarina Mixvobo, that are in no particular order or chronology. In the future things may be more organized.
Bazroph reminisces about the most meaningful thing he keeps in his bag: a small chest containing his younger self's feathers.
A collection of Eleanor's experiences kept in her thick, leatherbound journal, written from her perspective.
Fashion, monsters, bad hair days and more with the gayest fashion designer. Join Feirin as he girl bosses across the multiverse.
Prompt: Draw or write about a talisman for your character. It can be something that is sentimental, magical, or in some way meaningful to your character. It's not required, but many adventurers who journey to these different worlds keep their Portal badges on their talisman as a way to showcase all of the places they've journeyed to.
Follow the Clydesdale tailor, Varick, on his quest to become a renown stylist throughout the portal network.
Follow the Clydesdale tailor, Varick, on his quest to become a renown stylist throughout the portal network.
The item Grim takes to the start of his adventure into this world a pocket watch with interesting ingravings of spirals and gears
A thick, leather book that has all of 'Samuel Browns' research in it. It is decorated with numerous stickers. This book also doubles as his talisman.
This is why store-bought demon circles are not recommended, folks. Summon Satan with homemade ingredients, or else you get thrown in Mr. Nice Guy's stomach and rot in a timeless void for the rest of eternity, staring at an empty cheeseburger wrapper for the rest of your pathetic little life. (JK GUYS PLEASE READ THIS IM LONELY)
WARNING: Does and/or will contain fighting, blood, fear, (NO FEET I PROMISE WHY IS THAT A TAG), arguing, maybe some bad words but right now they're blacked out, death, horrible, dark humor, and LGBTQ+ themes. I don't know why I have to put LGBTQ+ themes as a warning, but oh well, queerphobes do exist I guess.
One very rainy, uncomfortable night, Cameron closed his eyes and fell asleep in a big, smelly city somewhere on a planet called Earth. He'd done this many times before, but on this one fateful day, he woke somewhere new: the Paperverse. Now he's on the adventure of a lifetime, perfectly content to wander through portals, learn lore and customs, and fight impossible fantasy creatures side by side with his new friends.
I plan on this "book" to remain rather wholesome in nature. While there may eventually be some mild fantasy violence, Cameron is a rather peaceful soul. As a note, Cam is an LGBTQ+ character, and I'm an LGBTQ+ writer. I may eventually create another story file with slightly more mature content, but I'll make sure to tag that carefully. Please feel free to draw, write, or duocast/tricast with Cameron. I ask that you not use him in NSFW content without contacting me first, but he's always up for SFW hijinks and friendship. See ya round the 'verse!
A collection of written short stories as part of Paiko's character development challenges. Enjoy.
Individual stories for Isaac, a human healer and adventurer who hails from the Paperverse! As a note, Isaac is an LGBTQ+ character created and written by an LGBTQ+ author. This collection of stories will be non-mature in nature.
A leatherbound journal, dyed a brick color. The edges are worn, and the original pages are a weathered yellow. Added pages, interspersed throughout, contrast it in a bright white. Slips of paper, bookmarks, notes and other odd scraps interject the pages. Keeping place for… (well who knows really? Who knows but him?)
Empty Guild badge slots line the inside cover. An array of different shapes: triangles, hexagons and diamonds. A perfect fit, creating a beautiful… albeit empty pattern.
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It’s the journal of an earlier Thorsteinsson, left to decay in the family library no one visited. Well, never visited to do any reading, at least. Deplorable.
There were many journals such as this, but none could quite catch Quinn’s interest the same way. Studying the pages, the plans within. When he could as a child, and when he could after his… ‘accident’ and now his to keep, in ‘death’.
‘Dead’ to a family that wouldn’t miss it, appreciate what was within. A shame he couldn’t have taken more with him… but this journal in particular had always been his favorite.
No great loss. If he really wanted he could probably steal more. The ‘Thorsteinsson family’ none the wiser.
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Now… Now he uses it to record his thoughts. Future plans. Goals. To better understand people and their desires, after having lived isolated for so long.
To record his findings. In magic, in engineering. In combining the two. What works, and better yet, why something doesn’t-