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[warpweft]

Nessa Houghton

OC (PGAU: Edge of Reverie, Overdue)

Age

19

Height

5'0" (152 cm)

Pronouns

She/Her

Housing

♧

Appearance & Pings Notes

Nessa is a witch. She's British, short, slight of figure, pale and her skin is cool to the touch. She has a weird purple gem thing embedded in her chest that she usually tries to keep hidden. It's covered in cracks, as if it were broken and put back together. She pings as magical, mostly alive, but also kind of dead, and as almost entirely human but also like, 4% weird eldritch nonsense.

COURT INFO

Objectives

Chores

reward: Small Money, Small Comfort

Sharing a Book

reward: Small Money, Medium Comfort

Acknowledged as a Witch

reward: Medium Money, High Confidence Boost

Taught by Other Magic User

reward: Medium Money, Affection Boost

Saving a Princess

reward: 💰💰MEGA MONEY💰💰, High Positive Emotions

Kissing a Princess

reward: 💰💰MEGA MONEY💰💰, High Affection Boost

Taboos

Insulting Someone's Fave

consequence: Lose Money

Threatening to Turn Someone Into a Frog

consequence: Lose Money

Refusing a Request For Help

consequence: Lose BIG money

Overexpending Her Magic

consequence: Reduced spark regen

Thinking of Herself as "Less Real"

consequence: Heavy persistent chess pain, difficulty breathing.

Contracts

Contract 1

master/servant as of day ##

Contract 2

master/servant as of day ##

Contract 3

master/servant as of day ##

Contract 4

cmaster/servant as of day ##

Contract 5

master/servant as of day ##

Court Notes

Nessa is a Past Game AU from edgeofreverie and odrp. If you, for example, played in Reverie or Overdue aren't playing a PGAU version of that character in Court and don't want her to recognize you, or you just in general don't wanna deal with PGAU stuff, please let me know in the comment below!

Objectives and Taboos are mostly a work in progress right now. Obviously. Cause there ain't much of anything there.

PLAYER INFO

Player Notes

I'm interested in stuff like shipping, combat, violence, negative CR, bonding, all that jazz. Smut and killing, I'm a little more "maybe" on, that particularly needs to be the right situation. If you're ever unsure on something, contact me on Plurk or Discord at ViewtifulJeff! Main squick is detailed graphic descriptions of violence to a particular body part (like eyes, nails, tendons, that kinda thing). I don't mind if violent stuff happens to Nessa, just keep descriptions of it kinda generalized.

Player Name

Jeff

Player Pronouns

He/Him

Contact

Discord/Plurk: ViewtifulJeff

DMs ok?

Sure

code by cleo

Comments

MEMORY SHARE

[warpweft]

If a memory is shared in Court, it will be posted here!

Labyrinth Exploration, Day 31

[warpweft]

Where: Labyrinth Exploration
When: Day 31ish
Why: Spooky Mist

[Your hand is on the handle of the door to your home, pulling it closed. You were in such a hurry to leave that you almost forgot to close the door behind you. You take one last look at the cabin as you take a couple steps back from it, then you look at the other similar cabins nearby. Then you turn and run, as fast as your small legs will carry you, your feet kicking up dust on the dirt ground beneath you.]

...

[You’re standing in front of the door to the temple. You swallow once. You look down at your hands and then you push the door open as little as you need to to slip inside. You walk past the wide tables that everybody sits at for meals and up to a curtain dividing the common area from the rest of the temple.]

...

[You’re pulling back the curtain, revealing a pedestal. Sitting atop the pedestal is a small glass orb. Violet light radiates off it. Dozens, hundreds, possible even thousands of lights twinkle inside it, forming a swirling spiral at the sphere’s center. It looks like space and stars and even galaxies all contained inside one small glass sphere, moving perfectly in concert with one another.

Your hand slowly reaches out for it. Then hesitates. And hesitates.

You murmur something under your breath. An explanation. A request.

Then, instead of grabbing it, you lightly touch two fingers to the top of it. You feel a pulse coming off of it.

A second later it's in your hand. You're moving the curtain back into place.

You turn and head back towards the entrance to the temple. The door is already open. You've been caught.]

...

[You’re on your hands and knees. You let out a wheezing noise. All of the air was knocked out of you by a strike to your stomach. You’re just trying to get air back into your lungs. You look up and see several figures nearby, talking to each other. One of the voices is your mother's. You try to crawl towards her, but your arms and legs are like jelly and you just collapse and let out another weak, wheezy cry.]

...

[You’ve pulled yourself into a sitting position. You see her standing above you, her face spread into a wide, sadistic grin.]



[She shoves her blade down towards you, plunging it into your chest. The last thing you hear before you lose consciousness is your mother screaming. The last thing you see is Esmau's grinning face.]