//still super interested in continuing this!

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Midas is COOKING

// I wanna draw morrs in a lil sundress and straw hat!!

// YOU ARE SO FINE BROSKI I wasn't obvious enough about it!

Morrìgan as a creation has only existed for 6 years. While he has scattered memories of his adult predecessor Lucien, I prefer to treat him as minor-coded. Think Poor Things except instead of being weird about him I'm normal and keep him outta nsfw situations lol

//muse is minor coded!!
Sorry this isn't always obvious haha but since he's a creation he's only existed around 6 years. Even tho he's got mixed memories of his predecessor I just play it safe
I should put that somewhere prominent

Her name is Birdie Song and her weapon is a magical umbrella. She's cheerful, very Mary Poppins, and absolutely devoted to Bill lmao

"Why are you here?" he asked, his voice quiet and lilting. "Do you have a message for me?"

His father kept postponing the ritual, seeking other ways to summon the god without his son's sacrifice. There was no guarantee that Morrìgan would exist in the world reborn if he were to die before Crom consumed the current plane.
Despite the trauma he put his son through, he held a twisted love. +

He knew it was his duty to bring back its strength. That he would be its unwilling vessel, he did not.

But lying beneath that all was a warm light. A voracious will to live, and the capacity to change his fate. Karmic destiny built up over his many iterations, if you will.
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Mood

"Oh! Thank you. This one's a prosthetic! My face feels funny if I don't put something there. I can change it too! This one was a gift."