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[ ..somewhere in the pasture, Angel Devil falls down.
His clothes have twisted away into bone-white rags, leaving a body covered over with only thick swathes of red fur, and downy feathers. His long tail is curled into a tense arc, banded fur standing on end.

The air wavers like he’s a heat mirage, not a man. He’s boiling away with absolutely stupid amounts of arcane power… and, most frighteningly, he does not seem in control of the fact that it is there and being brought to bear. It’s impossible to get any closer to him.


When he speaks, it’s quite timid. ]

Ah,
I thought… I had a little more time.

[ (and in a blinding flash of light, there is the sound of something breaking.) ]
( ~KRRSHHK~ )

i do so much memshare shit i need this desperately

 

Shadowy poodles that only ever appear in pairs. Look for them on walls, in the surface of water, and also they will just pop up and be 3D Guys right when it would surprise you. They will parrot snatches of conversations characters have had around the Pasture to each other, snickering and barking about it in a way that feels distinctly like they're always making fun. It's not necessarily always just the linear conversation. They can kinda do the Michael Bay Bumblebee Thing.

At the end of the day before the sun completely sets and their shadows are no longer cast, Gossip Hounds are at their most common, replaying the day's Greatest Hits.

The vibe is 'Utena Shadow Puppets But Dogs.'

As Seth put it... they're the IC Screencaps channel.

 

 

 U"zazo you put him in ANOTHER memloss game"  yeah kinda <3. sort of. it's complicated.

kuja's canonpoint in sheep is cycle 013, aka the one where he's just had his memories put in a blender by kefka and set to pulse until the clown was like "yaayyyyyy kujie smoothieeeeeeee"

but like. what does that mean. we have literally no information other than whatever kefka did makes him be a good little soldier for team chaos again where in the last so and so cycles he's been a venti sized triple depresso shot sadduccino moping around being an absolutely useless teammate.

well
1) it makes him pvp enabled with zidane again
2) he still fucking hates team chaos so, so, so, so, so much, but less nonfunctionally so. has a lot more patience for clown antics. this wears down across 013; near the end with zidane, he's popping off like DON'T YOU DARE ASSOCIATE ME WITH THOSE ANIMALS
3) it seems like he has gut reactions wrt the other warriors, but doesn't remember them coherently; kefka is like 'don't you remember that loner yet?' at one point.. i'm gonna rule if he sees someone's face he knows they're familiar and reacts to them as if he understands who they are instinctively, but doesn't consciously.
4) so.. he doesn't remember his own interactions w terra and cloud, but NT has shown us he can/will. by the time he's dying in 013 there's a sense of something recovered, but, F, too late 
5) i'm taking him from after ultimecia tells him his memories are fucky wucky, so he knows this isn't All from coming to sheep.
6) however i am taking him from Before he goes HAHA CLINGING TO MEMORIES? FUCK THAT I DON'T NEED TO FEEL UPSET ABOUT ANY OF THIS

7) yes i know this is all just a retcon pull to make the prequel plot work but i don't care i think it's an interesting canonpoint

he saw so many fucking memories thanks to the orb sunbursting on him, man.

Ebenholz - childhood.
Kokichi - kitchen.
Arashi - undecided.
Mayoi - Alkaloid concert.
Rinne - undecided.
Tsukasa - undecided.

Byleth Sothis - who are you, interloper.
Yuri - chamber music.
Diluc - halcyon days.
Eula - pariah.
Kaeya - undecided.
Qiqi - handwaving this as he saw something but since this is my other character I'm not gonna define or do anything, here.
Tartaglia - undecided.

Aoi - meeting Akane.
Matoba - undecided. i think they're all closed so maybe nothin'
Ala - undecided.
Sunrise - i know i picked one but i can't remember rn
Wave - Dusk.

Tsurumaru - siege.
Barnaby - undecided.
Papyrus - undecided.
Sans - undecided.

okay here's my big headcanon timeline for kuja. Toggleable nsfw notes.

1776
- Lindblum's invention of the airship has caused the centuries of conflict across the Mist Continent to grind to a standstill. In March, the first Angel of Death is created by Garland to bring war once again to Gaia.

This experimental prototype is not only gifted with an incredible amount of power, it is the first Genome ever made with a soul, thanks to a quirk of design. Garland is swift to conclude it is a failed project, but that there are many things he can learn from it for future attempts.

A few months later, he decides it is becoming troublesome to refer to the prototype without a proper name, especially because he'll be making more Angels of Death in the future. He names this first prototype "Kuja."

Early 1780
- Garland decides to place an expiration date on the prototype, making a incision in its soul that will fester over time into fatal instability.
- Kuja and the silver dragon the Genome would later dub 'Ginryu' are introduced to one another.

Early 1780
- After roughly 3 and a half years of preparation, Garland grants his weapon leave to roam Gaia and begin wreaking havoc.

1781

nsfw

- Kuja gets a crash course in the idea that people have sex for, like, fun, and not just reproduction. He swiftly concludes playing on lust is another useful way of manipulating Gaians.

1783
- Garland decides to move forward with creating his next Angel of Death. Kuja's soul was an initial mistake, but Garland now believes it a useful feature. There are two major flaws he seeks to rectify with the second model; lack of loyalty to Terra’s cause, and an inability to achieve a Trance.

The hazy dream of a parlor was a mess of red and roses. Behind the queen's head hung a tapestry of a sundered sword, encircled by a pair of angel's wings. He couldn't help a lingering stare -- it was the first sign he'd seen in this place, of the Eidolon the Invincible had been used to slaughter.

"Do sit. Or leave. I'd dearly not mind if you did." The queen wouldn't look up at him, occupying herself with the motions of putting together a cup of tea. Kuja didn't sit.

"Brahne!" He was affable and sweetly fake as could be. "You do look well, considering the circumstances."

"Being trapped here, you mean. By your hand."

"Right~! The trip in is normally only one way... you simply can't turn back the clock on death. But I have a proposition for you, Your Grace..."

"The answer is no."

"Don't be so hasty! Of course, our trust in one another is broken, after what we've been through together... But I seem to recall it wasn't me that fired the first shot. And I really do think you'll find it a matter in which you'll be invested, just as much as I a--"

"What is it you believe you can get out of me, Kuja? What do I have left? Alexandria belongs to my daughter, now."

"I don't require anything of Alexandria." Not any more, anyway. "I need... someone with a strong will. A strong soul. You won't even have to do anything. Just go along for the ride! Anyone would do, you know, if I could trust they have that right spark -- but I thought, wouldn't it be lovely, to give my old nemesis a helping hand out of the abyss? I do so miss our time spent matching wits."

For the first time, she looked up.

"You're here for my soul? Kuja, I always did think you were a soulless wretch. What could you possibly want with it?"

"For a Trance. All I need is once. I want to rid us all of a man who would take Gaia to its doom! Is that not a noble goal? Call it.. redemption, for us both. Don't you regret the things you did? All of those deaths..."

"...So now you come crawling to me, like the worm you are...Because no one else would help you."

Kuja crossed his legs and leaned back against the table, supporting his weight with his palms. "This worm's the only way you're getting out of here. Or would you prefer to stay in your current accommodations? Perhaps it's felt like a vacation from the heavy weight of the crown... But there's no way out except for mine. You're all caught like flies in amber, disallowed from moving on... I can only imagine what that would do to someone, after too long. Can you?"

"If it ruins your day? I'll accept it."

"It won't ruin just mine."
Kuja reached out to the little bowl of sugar cubes, snatching one up. Something sweet, yet fragile... yes, he has one last card to play. "Do you want to know what's happening, right outside the ship? Your daughter stands in conflict with my Master. He's even more powerful than I. He's who I would have you help me defeat. Who knows what's happening, while we sit here arguing?"

"..."

"Do you love her? After what you've done to her?" He was genuinely curious. "Even if you don't, Alexandria will suffer, left again without a head of--"

"Enough!"
Brahne had slammed a fist down upon the table, rattling the crockery enough her cup overturned. She'd even risen from her seat.

Kuja's smile was downright vile.

"If you want, you can take time to think about it... that's time I have, but I'm not the only one involved here." He didn't, actually, but this was all part of the grift. "If you help me, I swear to you... Garnet won't die."