well well well
appears we finally have a 6th winner
:)
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DIVORCED.
The black void of a stage lights up in a sudden manner, bright light bursting through small lamps hanging above the illuminated figures.
"My name's Grian of the sands,"
A delicate mix of purple and white magic form an image above Grian's head; thousands of sand dunes. When the perspective tilts up, a large castle featuring a llama is presented to the audience.
It's like Disney world's castles of the same variety, although there's a dangerous element to it.
A dark undertone.
"Was married 24 years, I'm a paragon of royalty-!"
He waves a hand through the magical imagery, separating the colors into three- red, white, and purple. The purple becomes a deeper color, making the outline of an eye.
Watchers, you think.
The white shines besides it, swirling in a hypnotic manner before settling on forming a 0 with a 1 through it-
Admin.
The red drops into Grian's outstretched hand, sparking a bright flame against the calm elegancy of the other magics.
Elemental.
"My loyalty is to the castle,"
The image from before forms again, although it's a sky-high view of the desert.
"And if you try to dump me-,"
Red magic pierces the calm scene, forming what is, vaguely, a grinning doghybrid in a crown. He's holding an axe, eyes wild.
"Red Winter is coming.."
An interesting play of words, considering their sunny opponent.
The still image starts flashing- moments of the war, all leading up too-
"You won't try that again~!"
A loud explosion consumes Grian. He disappears off to the side, leaving behind a smoking reminder of how the desert ended.
With quite the bang.
BEHEADED.
"I'm that Scottager, and I'm up next~!"
Scott wears a cottage-core themed outfit featuring a white blouse and a corset-belt. He's shockingly fancy for someone in a death game, although the base behind him matches it- a warm, homely cottage in the center of deep woods.
2 yellow hearts blink behind him.
"See, I broke Cleo from the Castle, yeah, I'm that sexy~"
Pearl, Scott & Cleo commune in images behind him. The dark explosion of a firework burns her figure away from the two.
..
Cleo is soon joined as an axe slices through her, leaving her form to turn to ash as the diamond blade cuts through the rest of the picture, leaving it to show the dense forest.
"How did I loose my life?"
A red cloak adorns Scott's shoulders. He turns his back to the camera. There's a brown tail rushing through the trees, shirt bloodied and torn. Scott keeps a mechanical cool, a wide grin on his face.
The perspective shifts- Ren, tumbling down a slope, ears pinned against his head, the nipping teeth of zombies.
Scott twists so his side is visible- he looks royal, a poisonous beauty. He raises a battered bow.
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SULLY'S MUSICAL GRIAN ONESHOTS!! ✨
FanfictionI DON'T KNOW WHY I'M DOING THIS EITHER!! ~ oneshots but they're based on songs :)
