which is a privilege not even his sister, elm, gets! but that's fine by her, she's not around for the nerd shit, honestly. the most she gets involved is helping to build and move sets or furniture, run lighting if needed, and generally act as security. oh, and hit on girls. mostly just that, tbh.

speaking of leader of the troupe. it's cedar! he's uh. one of those people who's been doomed since day one to suffer creative impulses. his family's well off, but he's had pretty bad asthma since childhood, so he's spent most of his life indoors, studying books and poetry and art and music

riau! probably the most femme of my boys. a passionate primadonna who has fought valiantly to master both his temper as well as his thick cajun accent. bc i think it's funnier to assume that the south shroud is just fantasy louisiana, and nobody can convince me otherwise.

then there's mune! muneharu! my himbo! my pink puppy! my golden retriever! he doesn't know who the WoL is, he just recognizes him as the guy he always ended up behind in line at Sultanabucks with a complicated drink order. if he had a pokemon it would be a slowpoke

okay, following khable is his older brother, khord the edgelord! he's like in his 30's or 40's but still in his chuuni phase bc by god he's earned it. he's gone through a lot. he's very much the stereotypical prickly/gruff quiet type with a tender heart underneath. this outfit is 100% vanilla btw

- his canon minion is the hatching bunny (photo attached), bc it has the same color scheme as his husband. he also named it the same thing as his husband so it's a "and viera advandel hates that we call him viera advandel" situation. also he's trained it to hold a gun!

next we have khable! he's my main, and a prime example of my habit of just making Weirdos. the very short version of his backstory is that he's a capitalist little freak bc money = power and power = control, & due to his trauma he needs to be in control of everything in his life forever all the time

first off, we have grandpa wildberry poptart. he was just a humble farmer and botanist, living in la noscea with his husband (if i ever make his husband, his name will be something like 'toaster struedel', i'm sorry i'm like this) and children/grandchildren. though he had an aptitude for magic-

the funniest thing is the implication that their relationship back in those days was like. nero was so fucking mad about everything about cid and cid was just like, "oh yeah, that guy. yeah, he's pretty good at science and engineering too."

update: finally shelled out, cured my pet, and then got blurred vision from apple bobbing. i can't even be mad about it at this point. i'm pretty sure by now that i cursed this poor thing by naming it Hopeium in the first place.

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