Post by 𝕄𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕪 on Dec 25, 2023 4:36:52 GMT
A Snippet of the universe within the Saga of Misfit Idols
In some semblance of a beginning, as the humans called it, the universe was created. The humans in question have since widely regarded this as a bad move. It’s been millions of years since that point, and the humans are discovering even more about the world they live in. She finds it fascinating, the way they flounder for answers.
The She in question is the Idol of Fire, Mischief, Trickery, and Chaos. Her name was Tryx, well, that was the Idol-name she had. It’s such a stuck-up name in her opinion. The mortals have taken to calling her Ignis too, a name relating to her fire. She prefers a different name. One she used years and years ago when she helped Solaris fight his father Sol. But when Solaris was an Idol-borne mortal and was known as Lucien.
Luka. The name meant ‘bringer of light’ which is kind of fitting given her whole role in Lucien’s reascension into Idolhood. She much preferred Luka to Entropy or Ignis. She much preferred mortal names to Idol-names. She made sure to call each other member of the Septem by their Mortal names. The other Septem had varying opinions on this.
The other Septem were practically family to her at this point. The Great War had taken place a few hundred years before, and so since then, Luka, Lucien (Soalris), and the others ruled as a unit over the Idols. Lucien hadn’t wanted to be a repeat of his father. So the Septem was formed. They were as follows:
Eudoxia, the eldest, who was the Idol of justice, truth, and all that boring orderly business. Luka likes to call Eudoxia ‘Clementine’ or ‘Cleo’ for short, as it was the name they used when they paraded around as a mortal during the Great War. Cleo got annoyed by Luka’s insistence on calling them anything other than their Idol-name, but they had gotten used to it. They’d never admit it, but Luka knew they were fond of the name.
Valor, the second-eldest, and the Idol of bravery, protection, war, strategy, and victory. Valor didn’t mind the mortal name he had, which was River. He gained it because he was born near a river, apparently, and he lacked creativity when he had to go by a mortal name. Hysteria, Valor’s consort, was once a human named Laurie, and he enjoyed calling Valor ‘River’ too. The name must have grown on the Idol of War over time.
Bronte, who came after Eudoxia and Valor, is the Idol of storms, lightning, thunder, wind, and also has an aspect of judgment. While Bronte was often annoyed with Luka, the other Idol was born a human girl who earned her Idolhood by defeating a corrupt Idol when she was still mortal. Her name had been Irene, and she still seemed fine to go by it. She often got annoyed by Luka, however, especially because Luka would often prank her.
Vindicta was born after Irene became Bronte, and she was borne an Idol. Vindicta is the Idol of waterways including the world’s oceans and rivers, but also is the Idol of vengeance and revenge. She, like Cleo, got annoyed by being called her mortal name ‘Haleema’. Maybe because Haleema meant peaceful and gentle and that was the exact opposite of what Vindicta was.
Amare was the next, and he was born a demi-Idol with one human parent and one Idol parent. He also rose to full Idolhood, it was an interesting story honestly, including the minor Idol of sight, Aspectus. He’s disguised name was Dillon, ‘loyal’, ad his aspect focused on love, loyalty, wishes, and some other manner of magic.
Closest in age to Tryx was Solaris, also called Sana. He was the son of the the great mad king Sol and his wife Lune. Sun and moon aspects, respectively. With help from the rest of the Septem, Solaris and his sister Lunari were able to defeat their father and Solaris took the position of leader alongside the others that would come to be the Seven, ‘the Septem’. While born an Idol, he was stuck as a mortal for a long time because of his father, and as a mortal, his name had been Lucien. Luka had technically grown up with him, and out of all of the Septem, he was the one she was closest to.
It had been a while since she’d seen them. One day she’d found herself suddenly on Earth, being hunted for sport by Sol’s old set of jaded followers who were seeking revenge. She’d found herself stuck on the stupid planet and unable to get back to the Kingdom of the Septem.
It should have been obvious the trickster Idol would find herself on a journey with two humans from that alone. Then again, the current situation was odd by any standard. Theodore and Chiara, the humans she took to traveling with, were currently staring at her expectantly. Before them was a set of three semi-humanoids. Well, two were human, very strong humans that is. A tall boy with striking grey-blue eyes and long blonde hair stood next to another tall human, a girl with curly hair and blue eyes. With the group was a taller woman with dark skin intermixed with white patches and beautiful golden-brown eyes. A nymph, from the looks of it, poorly disguising herself as a mere human.
Chiara, the blonde Luka was traveling with herself, looked at her with those piercing eyes of hers, looking expectantly at the Idol. The girl stared back in confusion, her own unnatural green eyes staring back unflinchingly, before looking to the other human. He was taller than Chiara and Luka herself, but shorter than the others, with light blonde hair spiked atop his head and a charming smile on his face.
Theo was his name, and he looked between her and the group of giant people, gesturing expectantly to the group. They introduced themselves already, Griffin, Ariella, and Guinevere if she remembered correctly. Chiara and Theo had just said their own names, and now everyone was staring at her.
With sudden realization of what exactly the humans expected, she turned towards the newer group, dipping her head towards them.
“My name is Luka,” She said, staring at these strangers with tired eyes, “I am burdened with a great duty.”
“They asked for your name,” Chiara replied, fixing Luka with a judgemental look, “Not your entire life's story.”
“What great duty do you even have to carry out?” Theo questioned, peering around Chiara’s shoulders to look at the shortest member of their trio, eyebrow quirked, “Isn’t our whole mission just helping you get your powers back, witch?”
Luka glared at him for the terminology used. He picked it up for that ghost-emulating fella they ran into. Lucien and Elara used to call her a witch too, back before they knew she was an idol. Perhaps it was a fair statement, but unlike Lucien and Elara, she told Theodore what she was.
He just didn’t believe her, the fucking idiot.
“I have powers, human,” she scoffed, rolling the last word out in disgust, looking to the side like a pouting child, “they’re just starting to go out of commission, that’s all.”
“Children, children,” Chiara interrupted, pushing Theo’s face away from her and rounding on Luka with a glare, “Behave, we have company.”
Said company was being silent at this moment. The nymph was looking at Luka with a barely concealed mix of terror, glee, and wariness. Perhaps she could sense something these humans couldn’t? The other two were looking confused, and Luka rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to them.
But not before not-so-subtly ‘whispering’ over to Chiara, “Why exactly are we talking to them again?”
The nymph’s face fell into a glare then, much to Luka’s amusement, and Chiara looked ready to throttle her. “We’re staying in this village for the night,” she commented, “we may as well be friendly to our neighbors for the night. These three kindly came to visit us and welcome us to the village, you could be a little bit more appreciative.”
“I didn’t ask them to do it,” Luka replied, looking at the human girl as if she grew two heads, “Why do I have to be nice?”
“I’m going to spray her with water,” Chiara commented to Theo then, “She hates when we do that,” she explained to the other group.
The Idol in hiding hissed at that, and the curly-haired girl of the other group smiled, though she still looked confused, “Uh, nice to know?”
“Chiara you better not!” Luka commented, scuttling to the new group and jumping at the male, who dropped the bag in his hands to catch the tiny girl. Luka scuttled past his arms and pushed herself onto his shoulder, glaring at Chiara like a feral cat. In a flash of green magic, her form changed to one too.
The nymph made a grab for her weapon, but the guy started laughing, a soft noise that surprised even Luka when she heard it. His curly-haired friend joined in, and gently, Griffin looked up at the cat who perched herself on his shoulder. Offering a hand to the cat, Luka happily shoved her face into the palm offered. Though she refused to purr, she did appear to trust the guy.
Curiously, Ariella approached too, cooing at the cat that looked at her with bright green eyes. “You’re friend is a shifter too! I’ve only heard of the shifters in tales,” she commented, eagerly offering her own arms up for the cat, which Luka took gratefully, standing on the tall woman’s shoulders, “You must be a pretty powerful witch if you can do this with a fraction of you’re power!”
“Oh by Solaris, Luka stop charming them!” Theo said, pouting suddenly, “You’re stealing the spotlight...and I thought the cat stuff was our thing!”
The cat looked at him smugly, ramming her face into Ariella’s mass of poofy hair just to spite him.
The nymph looked concerned, her eyes flashing in hostility, “She can charm too?!” She exclaimed, turning towards the cat on Ariella’s shoulders and grabbing her by the scruff “Don’t charm them!”
“I wasn’t!” Luka exclaimed, shifting into a human to escape the woman’s hold and running back to her friends, hiding behind Theodore and pointing at the nymph, “If anyone should be worried, it should be me! What if you charmed them?”
“I wouldn’t do that!” Guinevere replied, sounding offended. Her brunette hair bounced and reflected the poor light in the area. The overcast skies seemed to haunt the group as of late as it was, Luka suspected she knew why. A loud thunderclap was heard, and the shifter physically flinched behind the human she hid behind him.
“Theo,” Luka said suddenly, looking at the human she was hiding behind, “Is it gonna rain?”
He winced at that, he’d traveled with her enough to know how she felt about storms. He didn’t have to worry about answering her, because suddenly a heavy downpour began.
With a screech, and an exclamation of “EW, RAIN!” Luka transformed into a raven, attempting to dodge raindrops as she flew around Theo and hid under her now-lifted jacket. He held it above his own head, but also for his odd friend.
“It’s just water,” he commented, and the three from the other group were laughing now at the shifter’s dramatic reaction. Chiara herself released a few chuckles. “It’s not going to hurt you.”
“Bronte has it out for me!” The shifter fumed, landing on his shoulder and glaring at the sky, “YOU SUCK IRENE!”
“Bronte does not have it out for you,” Theo said, rolling his eyes, “she doesn’t even know who you are.”
Chiara looked at the two with a raised eyebrow, “and whose Irene?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know, bookworm?” Luka shot back, evidently deciding not to reply.
The conversation tapered off after that, the six deciding to seek shelter. Still, as they entered their own humble hotel for the night, Luka took a perch near the window, transforming back into her human form, and staring at the thundery sky beyond her.
As much as she loved her adventures with Theo and Chiara, she missed Lucien, River, Laurie, and the others. She even missed pranking Irene and Cleo. She wondered if they knew she was here, on Earth.
Her melancholy was cut short as she was interrupted by a bright flash of lightning, right in the yard before their room. Shielding her eyes, she opened the window to glare at the sky.
“IRENE!” She yelled, ignoring Chiara’s shout back telling her to shut up, “YOU MOTHERFUCKER!”
Another loud clap of thunder replied to her words, and Luka pulled a middle finger at the clouds above her.
Screw it, she didn’t miss them at all.
In some semblance of a beginning, as the humans called it, the universe was created. The humans in question have since widely regarded this as a bad move. It’s been millions of years since that point, and the humans are discovering even more about the world they live in. She finds it fascinating, the way they flounder for answers.
The She in question is the Idol of Fire, Mischief, Trickery, and Chaos. Her name was Tryx, well, that was the Idol-name she had. It’s such a stuck-up name in her opinion. The mortals have taken to calling her Ignis too, a name relating to her fire. She prefers a different name. One she used years and years ago when she helped Solaris fight his father Sol. But when Solaris was an Idol-borne mortal and was known as Lucien.
Luka. The name meant ‘bringer of light’ which is kind of fitting given her whole role in Lucien’s reascension into Idolhood. She much preferred Luka to Entropy or Ignis. She much preferred mortal names to Idol-names. She made sure to call each other member of the Septem by their Mortal names. The other Septem had varying opinions on this.
The other Septem were practically family to her at this point. The Great War had taken place a few hundred years before, and so since then, Luka, Lucien (Soalris), and the others ruled as a unit over the Idols. Lucien hadn’t wanted to be a repeat of his father. So the Septem was formed. They were as follows:
Eudoxia, the eldest, who was the Idol of justice, truth, and all that boring orderly business. Luka likes to call Eudoxia ‘Clementine’ or ‘Cleo’ for short, as it was the name they used when they paraded around as a mortal during the Great War. Cleo got annoyed by Luka’s insistence on calling them anything other than their Idol-name, but they had gotten used to it. They’d never admit it, but Luka knew they were fond of the name.
Valor, the second-eldest, and the Idol of bravery, protection, war, strategy, and victory. Valor didn’t mind the mortal name he had, which was River. He gained it because he was born near a river, apparently, and he lacked creativity when he had to go by a mortal name. Hysteria, Valor’s consort, was once a human named Laurie, and he enjoyed calling Valor ‘River’ too. The name must have grown on the Idol of War over time.
Bronte, who came after Eudoxia and Valor, is the Idol of storms, lightning, thunder, wind, and also has an aspect of judgment. While Bronte was often annoyed with Luka, the other Idol was born a human girl who earned her Idolhood by defeating a corrupt Idol when she was still mortal. Her name had been Irene, and she still seemed fine to go by it. She often got annoyed by Luka, however, especially because Luka would often prank her.
Vindicta was born after Irene became Bronte, and she was borne an Idol. Vindicta is the Idol of waterways including the world’s oceans and rivers, but also is the Idol of vengeance and revenge. She, like Cleo, got annoyed by being called her mortal name ‘Haleema’. Maybe because Haleema meant peaceful and gentle and that was the exact opposite of what Vindicta was.
Amare was the next, and he was born a demi-Idol with one human parent and one Idol parent. He also rose to full Idolhood, it was an interesting story honestly, including the minor Idol of sight, Aspectus. He’s disguised name was Dillon, ‘loyal’, ad his aspect focused on love, loyalty, wishes, and some other manner of magic.
Closest in age to Tryx was Solaris, also called Sana. He was the son of the the great mad king Sol and his wife Lune. Sun and moon aspects, respectively. With help from the rest of the Septem, Solaris and his sister Lunari were able to defeat their father and Solaris took the position of leader alongside the others that would come to be the Seven, ‘the Septem’. While born an Idol, he was stuck as a mortal for a long time because of his father, and as a mortal, his name had been Lucien. Luka had technically grown up with him, and out of all of the Septem, he was the one she was closest to.
It had been a while since she’d seen them. One day she’d found herself suddenly on Earth, being hunted for sport by Sol’s old set of jaded followers who were seeking revenge. She’d found herself stuck on the stupid planet and unable to get back to the Kingdom of the Septem.
It should have been obvious the trickster Idol would find herself on a journey with two humans from that alone. Then again, the current situation was odd by any standard. Theodore and Chiara, the humans she took to traveling with, were currently staring at her expectantly. Before them was a set of three semi-humanoids. Well, two were human, very strong humans that is. A tall boy with striking grey-blue eyes and long blonde hair stood next to another tall human, a girl with curly hair and blue eyes. With the group was a taller woman with dark skin intermixed with white patches and beautiful golden-brown eyes. A nymph, from the looks of it, poorly disguising herself as a mere human.
Chiara, the blonde Luka was traveling with herself, looked at her with those piercing eyes of hers, looking expectantly at the Idol. The girl stared back in confusion, her own unnatural green eyes staring back unflinchingly, before looking to the other human. He was taller than Chiara and Luka herself, but shorter than the others, with light blonde hair spiked atop his head and a charming smile on his face.
Theo was his name, and he looked between her and the group of giant people, gesturing expectantly to the group. They introduced themselves already, Griffin, Ariella, and Guinevere if she remembered correctly. Chiara and Theo had just said their own names, and now everyone was staring at her.
With sudden realization of what exactly the humans expected, she turned towards the newer group, dipping her head towards them.
“My name is Luka,” She said, staring at these strangers with tired eyes, “I am burdened with a great duty.”
“They asked for your name,” Chiara replied, fixing Luka with a judgemental look, “Not your entire life's story.”
“What great duty do you even have to carry out?” Theo questioned, peering around Chiara’s shoulders to look at the shortest member of their trio, eyebrow quirked, “Isn’t our whole mission just helping you get your powers back, witch?”
Luka glared at him for the terminology used. He picked it up for that ghost-emulating fella they ran into. Lucien and Elara used to call her a witch too, back before they knew she was an idol. Perhaps it was a fair statement, but unlike Lucien and Elara, she told Theodore what she was.
He just didn’t believe her, the fucking idiot.
“I have powers, human,” she scoffed, rolling the last word out in disgust, looking to the side like a pouting child, “they’re just starting to go out of commission, that’s all.”
“Children, children,” Chiara interrupted, pushing Theo’s face away from her and rounding on Luka with a glare, “Behave, we have company.”
Said company was being silent at this moment. The nymph was looking at Luka with a barely concealed mix of terror, glee, and wariness. Perhaps she could sense something these humans couldn’t? The other two were looking confused, and Luka rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to them.
But not before not-so-subtly ‘whispering’ over to Chiara, “Why exactly are we talking to them again?”
The nymph’s face fell into a glare then, much to Luka’s amusement, and Chiara looked ready to throttle her. “We’re staying in this village for the night,” she commented, “we may as well be friendly to our neighbors for the night. These three kindly came to visit us and welcome us to the village, you could be a little bit more appreciative.”
“I didn’t ask them to do it,” Luka replied, looking at the human girl as if she grew two heads, “Why do I have to be nice?”
“I’m going to spray her with water,” Chiara commented to Theo then, “She hates when we do that,” she explained to the other group.
The Idol in hiding hissed at that, and the curly-haired girl of the other group smiled, though she still looked confused, “Uh, nice to know?”
“Chiara you better not!” Luka commented, scuttling to the new group and jumping at the male, who dropped the bag in his hands to catch the tiny girl. Luka scuttled past his arms and pushed herself onto his shoulder, glaring at Chiara like a feral cat. In a flash of green magic, her form changed to one too.
The nymph made a grab for her weapon, but the guy started laughing, a soft noise that surprised even Luka when she heard it. His curly-haired friend joined in, and gently, Griffin looked up at the cat who perched herself on his shoulder. Offering a hand to the cat, Luka happily shoved her face into the palm offered. Though she refused to purr, she did appear to trust the guy.
Curiously, Ariella approached too, cooing at the cat that looked at her with bright green eyes. “You’re friend is a shifter too! I’ve only heard of the shifters in tales,” she commented, eagerly offering her own arms up for the cat, which Luka took gratefully, standing on the tall woman’s shoulders, “You must be a pretty powerful witch if you can do this with a fraction of you’re power!”
“Oh by Solaris, Luka stop charming them!” Theo said, pouting suddenly, “You’re stealing the spotlight...and I thought the cat stuff was our thing!”
The cat looked at him smugly, ramming her face into Ariella’s mass of poofy hair just to spite him.
The nymph looked concerned, her eyes flashing in hostility, “She can charm too?!” She exclaimed, turning towards the cat on Ariella’s shoulders and grabbing her by the scruff “Don’t charm them!”
“I wasn’t!” Luka exclaimed, shifting into a human to escape the woman’s hold and running back to her friends, hiding behind Theodore and pointing at the nymph, “If anyone should be worried, it should be me! What if you charmed them?”
“I wouldn’t do that!” Guinevere replied, sounding offended. Her brunette hair bounced and reflected the poor light in the area. The overcast skies seemed to haunt the group as of late as it was, Luka suspected she knew why. A loud thunderclap was heard, and the shifter physically flinched behind the human she hid behind him.
“Theo,” Luka said suddenly, looking at the human she was hiding behind, “Is it gonna rain?”
He winced at that, he’d traveled with her enough to know how she felt about storms. He didn’t have to worry about answering her, because suddenly a heavy downpour began.
With a screech, and an exclamation of “EW, RAIN!” Luka transformed into a raven, attempting to dodge raindrops as she flew around Theo and hid under her now-lifted jacket. He held it above his own head, but also for his odd friend.
“It’s just water,” he commented, and the three from the other group were laughing now at the shifter’s dramatic reaction. Chiara herself released a few chuckles. “It’s not going to hurt you.”
“Bronte has it out for me!” The shifter fumed, landing on his shoulder and glaring at the sky, “YOU SUCK IRENE!”
“Bronte does not have it out for you,” Theo said, rolling his eyes, “she doesn’t even know who you are.”
Chiara looked at the two with a raised eyebrow, “and whose Irene?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know, bookworm?” Luka shot back, evidently deciding not to reply.
The conversation tapered off after that, the six deciding to seek shelter. Still, as they entered their own humble hotel for the night, Luka took a perch near the window, transforming back into her human form, and staring at the thundery sky beyond her.
As much as she loved her adventures with Theo and Chiara, she missed Lucien, River, Laurie, and the others. She even missed pranking Irene and Cleo. She wondered if they knew she was here, on Earth.
Her melancholy was cut short as she was interrupted by a bright flash of lightning, right in the yard before their room. Shielding her eyes, she opened the window to glare at the sky.
“IRENE!” She yelled, ignoring Chiara’s shout back telling her to shut up, “YOU MOTHERFUCKER!”
Another loud clap of thunder replied to her words, and Luka pulled a middle finger at the clouds above her.
Screw it, she didn’t miss them at all.