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Memory's Absence by LadyMercale, literature

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Memory's Absence

Everyone else always said it was a gradual change. That over time Rose had grown more contemplative, more intellectual, maybe even a bit more genius than she had always been as a child. Of course all of them were outsiders. They hadn't lived a life at her side, hadn't been there every day, hadn't seen what Rose was really capable of. No, only Roxy had that honor, and so it was only her that could mark the exact moment that Rose had truly changed. Okay, so maybe not the exact moment, but pretty darn close to it. Some might have said that Rose had been an indefinable and growing enigma over the years, but it hadn't really been there, hadn't

Sollux Captor and the Temple of Frogs by LadyMercale, literature

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Sollux Captor and the Temple of Frogs

There was hardly a shortage of things Sollux Captor knew he understood with perfect clarity. He knew he was a psionic troll of amazing ability. He knew that someday he was going to be taken up to the fleet and plugged into a ship unless he could prove himself far more valuable in some other way. He understood the complexities of programming and had created viruses of unfathomable power and complexity. He understood that Karkat Vantas was a pathetic excuse for a hacker or programmer and often yielded the most humorous results. He understood physics, complex theoretical maths, how to master any computer game that came across his screen, and eve

Eden's Chosen - Part Six by LadyMercale, literature

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Eden's Chosen - Part Six

There was a part of him that couldn't help but wonder just why he kept coming back here. The rational part of his mind would offer up the way the faint perfume of flowers would soothe him whenever he took a deep breath. It would point out the way that being surrounded by nature calmed him in a way he had never been able to put into words. The sentimental part of his mind favored sharing memories of a wonderful time living here before everything had started to go wrong with his life. His days with Daphne, playing catch the chocobo with Ariel every afternoon, and how nice it was when he had picnics with his mother on one of the beaches far out

Memory's Burden by LadyMercale, literature

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Memory's Burden

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me. A pretty sentiment, filled with reassurance and intending to remind growing children that words have no power to them. Too bad the whole thing was wrong. Well, not the whole thing of course; it was quite true that sticks and stones had a definite potential to inflict physical damage, whether used toward that end or just by their very presence to someone's detriment. No, it was the part about words that was inherently faulty. The way the saying was crafted implied that words had no power. That they could not stay with you and cut as deeply as a well thrown stone, The problem

For My Moonbeam by LadyMercale, literature

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For My Moonbeam

“You? A guardian?” His laughter at the suggestion was more than contemptuous. It was superior, as if he could not begin to fathom just how it was possible that she had even come up with the very idea. “Good joke, Teth. And by good I mean shitty to a degree that isn't even remotely fathomable. Tell me honest, were you drinking before...” “Stick it, Kyth,” Tethys snarled, pulling away from him, throwing back the sheets and twisting out of his reach. The floor of the respiteblock was chilly as her feet touched it, but not so cold as to bother her. Not really. Temperature, she had long since learned, was a ma

Running Away by LadyMercale, literature

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Running Away

It had taken all of her life up until this point to figure out just what to do with her life, and it was almost laughable. The one thing she had sworn to herself was that she'd never be what Alternia had made her. What her choices had made her. Never someone who hurt others for her own ends. Never someone caught up with stories of the past and memories of a life she'd never lived. Those were the things she had promised herself when she had been shocked into her memories during a schoolstem field trip to the Ristart faunaterria when she was only eight years old. That had been the day she had seen him, seen Tavros, by the gazelle enclosure, his

Eden's Chosen - Part Five by LadyMercale, literature

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Eden's Chosen - Part Five

It was always something of a wonder to land at the Esthar Airstation. There was just something about strolling down the Ragnarok's ramp and watching the wonders of the hidden city unfold before him. One moment his vision was occupied by the standard and familiar sights and sounds of the cargo hold of the Rag, the next he had descended just enough to be treated to the sight of the large, translucent blue ring that circled the landing pad the Rag was assigned to, the ring radiating a soft blue light of its own that was so like what lit the rest of the city. Almost immediately the hum and low buzz of the sounds of the Ragnarok's systems running

Fighting the Current - Part 6 by LadyMercale, literature

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Fighting the Current - Part 6

“She's in a better motherfucking place,” Gamzee offered, and there was nothing in Eridan that could begin to agree with the purpleblood's conclusion. A better place? Wasn't life supposed to be a better place? Wasn't being here, at the side of her Empress, a better place? No, there was nothing 'better' in a death like this. Nothing and there never would be either. That didn't mean he could afford to stay there, staring at the coat he had draped over his lost guardian and hating Gamzee for his stupid platitude. There were things to be done, people to be helped, and nookstains who thought themselves so far outside of the law that t

Being Un-Me by LadyMercale, literature

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Being Un-Me

Pain, he'd once heard, was a thing of flashing nerves and dancing neurons. A nerve stimulated in a way that indicates potential damage to the greater whole, sending a spark of electricity along a neural network of unimaginable complexity until it was all fed back into the processing center of the brain. There, pain was all just sparks, but somehow the body took that information in, interpreted it, and sent back a new set of sparks that told the body to react in a set way. Pain was nothing more than sparks dancing along the highways of the body, carrying information just like those sparks carried every other bit of input they found. Temperatur

Eden's Chosen - Part Four by LadyMercale, literature

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Eden's Chosen - Part Four

“That better not be an order, Squall, because I'll have to say 'shove it' or 'go fuck yourself,' in fact, pick whichever offends you more. Take it and then find the nearest cliff to jump off of, Sir,” Nida snapped, half shocked by the bile in his voice, half frustrated that there wasn't more. Nothing, not even Squall's superior rank, could justify or qualify such an order. Who was he to ask something so personal? “It is an order, and I'll ignore your inappropriate behavior if you start talking now.” “Who the hell are you to ask me this?” he demanded, all but jumping to his feet. “Why the fuck sho

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How It Should Be (A Story of Love) by LadyMercale, literature

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How It Should Be (A Story of Love)

Cogito ergo sum I think, therefore I am Sometimes you wonder if you are crazy. Because moments like this, you really feel like you are. Watching him, wishing, waiting... Hopeless. And yet here you are, still watching, still wishing, still waiting. But don't they say that by questioning sanity you're assured of it? If only it was true. Saepe creat molles aspera spina rosas Often the prickly thorn produces tender roses This has always been what your lives were like. You allude. He eludes. You ask. He evades. You advance. He escapes. So it's always been and so it will always be. Every moment of it hurts. Still you can't stop, because every

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Artist // Professional // Literature

Nov 11
United States
Deviant for 19 years
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LadyMercale

Sep 4, 2013

Aranea's Schemes are the Best Schemes

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I decided that the new update tickled my fancy. I realize I'm probably part of the minority here in the fandom. But it was enough to move me to voicing the last few updates. [Hear Mercale as Aranea Here]

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Jul 30, 2013

A Call for Fantrolls to Cameo in Doomed to Dream

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Sudden realization that I'm going to be writing not one, but TWO serious clusterfuck trollian conversations soon for DtD. Which is good to know, but I realize that I don't have NEARLY enough trolls and quirks prepared for this. So I need help! I need more trolls! Read on to see what you can do to help.   If you're following DtD and you've read Behind Blue Lies, you must realize that we've got a pretty big situation coming up, and it's going to result in Sollux needing to talk with a relatively large number of trolls who are part of the We8. I won't explain exactly what is going on or what is going to happen or when, but it's going to be soon