Liseran Thistle

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

hey guys, i am thoroughly done with the grieving process and i am ready to write now. I stayed a few extra days at my grandmothers house, and havent actually had a whole lot of motivation to write, but I can do it now so expect a few posts coming soon, because i have now thought about what i want to do with Eris' story.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

just a reminder that E.G's story is not dead, i've just been busy lol.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

“I think I’m in love, Charlton.” Eris said as they floated past him on their rubber pool floaty. Charlton stood on the side, a lemonade pitcher on a platter in one hand, and a towel draped over the other. With both hands full, he wasn’t able the swat the annoying fly buzzing in front of his face, yet he tried to answer anyway.

“Sir, you just met her yesterday. Don’t you think you’re being a bit...repetitive with this relationship?” he asked, as he wriggled his nose slightly to the left.

Eris perked their sunglasses up, and looked at Charlton quizzically. “What do you mean by ‘repetitive’?” they asked. Charlton twitched his nose.

“What I mean Miss, is that you have a certain way you go about dating. And I have to say, it’s not a very good course of action.” He said. “Each girl usually ends with some form of tears, be them angry or sad.” Eris sighed. They had to admit that Charlton was right in a sense. They weren’t really good at relationships. Or flings. Or friendships. Or really any kind of non familial relationship. Thank god for Charltons limitless patience with me.

“Well,” They said. “You may be right, but I’m no quitter. And there’s always room for improvement, right Charlton?” Charlton nodded, more so in the hopes that it would get rid of the fly than in agreement. Eris leaned over the side of their pool floaty, and ran their arms through the water in a large arc. The water drenched Charlton, but at least the fly had gone.

“Thank you, sir.” he said, gratefully. Eris smiled, and gave him a thumbs up.

“No problem my favorite butler.” They said.

“I am your only butler, madame.” He corrected. Just then, they both stopped talking as they could hear the very loud crash coming from the dining room, followed by a “Goddammit, Vivian!” from Mr. Goodoire. Eris sighed, and got out of the pool, taking the towel with them into the house.

“Stay here.” They commanded. Charlton nodded reluctantly, and stood by the poolside. Eris walked into the house, their feet slowly hitting the cold, marble floor as they made their way onto what may have been the second domestic dispute that day. Their father stood menacingly over a miss Vivian Hildegard, the housemaid. Angrily clutched in his hand was a shattered glass, what looked to have previously been a wine glass. He was hanging onto it so furiously that it bit into his hand, and blood seeped from his palm, dripping onto the newly waxed marble floor.

“How many times have I told you?” Their father asked her. Vivian had shrank down in a hunched position, holding a silver platter to defend herself with. Eris could see the angry expression on Mr.Goodoires face, and immediately upon seeing it felt a pang of annoyance at his robust anger. “You have to polish every single glass. Every. Single. One. Or they get grimy, and dusty. And no one wants to drink out of glasses with shit on them, Vivian.” He said.

Eris huffed. “Oh lay off her, old man it’s just a few glasses.” They said. Mr.Goodoire turned to face them, and Eris could see a vein popping out of his neck. “You’re always bitching about something or other, and it’s usually stupid. If you do have to complain, please do it quieter.”

“You...You have the audacity-!” He raised his hand as if to slap them, but before his hand could reach their face, Charltons hand was there to block his. Mr.Goodoire looked up, surprised to see the butler had appeared.

“I believe you have had quite enough excitement for today, sir. Please, take a nap. I will sort out miss Hildegard myself.” Mr.Goodoire snatched his hand away, and glared at Charlton. He sulked away from the scene leaving just the two of them. Vivian had snuck away long ago.

“I thought I told you to stay put.” Eris turned to him, crossing their arms.

Charlton nodded. “I know you did, but he seemed...prone to old ways back there. A repeat of something like that is something I can’t let happen again, sir.” he said.

“You know if he gets pissed enough, he’ll finally fire you right?” Eris said, seriously. Their voice held no concern or reproach, just a deadpan reminder of the power their father held over him. Charlton gulped, and nodded.

“Yes. I understand. I wouldn’t be any help to you then, would I?” he said. Eris just shook their head.

“Next time, just let me take the hit, Charlton. We’ll deal with it afterwards.” Charltons face was grim, but understanding.

“I understand. But you have to know how hard that will be, Miss.” he said. They walked up to him, and gave his cheek a painful pinch.

“Stop thinking, Charlton. It’ll do you some good for when ‘Next time’ comes.”
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Final Notes: I know this is really short, but i haven’t had time at all to write, as I am away at my grandmothers and had to attend a funeral. I’m also not talking in my signature Liseran Thistle color because i’m so pooped lol.

They dont call it nothing, do they? Preacher vs ??? (Liseran Thistle)

Sorry, it's taking a while to post, my kindle is busted so i had to find a new way to type lol.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

I've uploaded E.G's second post!

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

The tiny crowd surrounding Mindy Diasco was full of doctors and professionals, something that deeply intimidated Eris. Mindy wore a nice, cream dress with a floral skirt, and a tiny lotus pendant around her neck. She dressed very simple and professional, while Eris contemplated how gaudy they must look in comparison. When Eris joined them, they were talking about technical doctor things that they didn't really understand.

For a while, they just stood their a little ways behind the crowd listening in. They looked back to where Charlton was standing, and the butler gave them an encouraging thumbs up, plus an O.K sign.

Eris sighed, just get on with it you spineless coward. "So, how are you all liking the Social?" They asked. One of the men, a Dr.Berry Dougherty, turned to greet them.

"Oh, Miss Goodoire, its good to see you tonight. How are the folks at home?" He asked. Eris smiled, and lied..

"They're doing fine, Mr. Dougherty. Who's this new comer?" Eris stuck their hand out to greet Mindy. Mindy took their hand and shook it.

"I'm Mindy Diasco, Mr. Dougherty here convinced the Lady Upstairs to let me come tonight." She said, a tiny bit nervous. "It's a very nice turnout, tonight. So many brilliant doctors." She said. Another man spoke up, this one being Ron Hughes, a licensed chiropractor.

"We were just discussing doctoral colleges, weren't we Miss Diasco?" He asked. Mindy looked caught off guard, she seemed to have been more preoccupied with speaking to Eris than carrying on the previous conversation.

"Yes!" She said, rather enthusiastically. "There are a lot of good schools this season. You're Eris Goodoire, right? I'd heard you wanted to become a doctor someday." Eris shook their head.

"Well, I guess, but I'm not entirely sure if I'll be any good at it." Eris laughed. "I don't think I could get as good as you are." Mindy smiled, and waved her arm dismissively.

"Oh stop it. Everyone's been lauding me as some kind of a Goddess in the doctor world lately. I'm not all that amazing at my job, now." She said.

"Don't sell yourself short, Miss Diasco." Eris said. "I'm sure you're as amazing as everyone's been saying."

Dr.Dougherty looked down at his watch, and gasped.

"Oh no, Miss Diasco I'm afraid I and the rest of my colleagues have got to be going." He said. "Its almost time for the special Centennial Presentation at Yale. I can't be in two places at once, it seems."

"Oh, it's fine. Please, enjoy yourself. And thanks for the invite." She said. Dr.Dougherty shook her hand one last time, and he and his friends left the Social. Eris gulped, now suddenly aware of how awkward standing there must seem.

"Uh...hey!" Eris blurted. "Have you been outside yet?" They pointed to the balcony upstairs. The moon was fully out now. "It's a great view." They promised.

Mindy shook her head. "No, I haven't been outside yet. Heck, I've never even been to Georgia before today!" She said. Eris laughed.

"Today must've been quite the adventure for you, huh?" They asked, amused. "You can tell me all about it on the balcony."
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The Opera house the Social was being held in was over 100 years old. Eris knew this because their mother wouldn't shut up about the history behind the ancient building for months before they got their first invitation from Righspool. Mindy Diasco had never been to this Opera house before, and Eris didn't think telling her lame history facts about it would be cool. Just ask her about her time here. Mindy leaned on the old, rusted railing and looked down at the rolling hills, and the sprawling forest below.

"So, do you like Georgia?" Eris asked. "I heard we're the friendliest state out of all fifty." Mindy laughed.

"Well the people here are very nice. Dr.Dougherty, Miss Righspool, you." She cupped her hands around her mouth. "I feel right at home!" She yelled. Her voice echoed throughout the forest.

Eris smiled. "Well, I'm glad you're liking it here. And you're not too bad, either. Way better than the other stuffy, rich kids who attend every year." They laughed. "At least you didn't show up with a golden poodle."

"I saw that statue! It belongs to Cassidy Righberry, right?" Mindy tried to hide her grin behind her hand. "When I first walked in, she talked to me for hours about it." Mindy puffed up her chest, and petted the air as if holding a cat. "'You can look, but don't touch my precious Snuffles.'" She said in a fake, snooty southern accent. "'Isnt he gorgeous Miss Disco?'"

Eris laughed loudly. "She calls you 'Miss Disco'?" They asked. "For me it's always 'How are you Madame Good Wire?' I've known her for five years, and at this point I'm too afraid to correct her." Mindy shook her head, giggling.

"Five years, huh? You'd think someone in this big fancy Opera house would've told her by now." She wiped tears of laughter from her eyes.
They talked for a good long while about school, and their studies, but one thing Mindy seemed to be very passionate about was her newest invention.

"I've been working on a new drug called Soundria. It's supposed to be a therapy drug, but the kicker is this:" she paused dramatically. "You use sound to activate it. Once it kicks in, you'll be calm and relaxed like never before." She said. Eris nodded dreamily.

"Sounds like the future to me." They said. "But who's gonna take this new drug, Dr.Diasco?" They smirked at her.

"People with broken hearts, and depression. Maybe even schizophrenics! It's still in the works though, and..." she trailed off. "I'm technically not supposed to be working on it." Eris perked up. "I've signed a contract with my school, and they told me no outside experiments without their advisory." She said.

"Oh. But the drug doesn't sound that dangerous, I mean the worst it could do is give someone a headache." They chuckled. "Right?"

Mindy shook her head. "If it gets in the wrong hands before I can test it, it may lead to some very dire side effects. Messing with drugs in early development is never a good thing." She said. "And because I'm not supposed to be working on it, I could get kicked out of school." She held up her pinky. "Lets keep this between you and me. Okay?" She looked at Eris with pleading eyes.

Eris hesitated for a moment, too busy staring at Mindy's serious expression to actually do the pinky swear. Oh my god, she's so pretty. "Eris?" Mindy asked, which shook them from their daze.

"Uh, right. It's a secret." They said, before quickly locking their finger around Mindy's.

Eris never told anyone about Mindy's pills.
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Final notes: When Mindy says the "Lady Upstairs" she is referring to Aeris Righspool.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

cool, but i guess i have to download discord again, lol

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

wow everyone's stories are so good here, too bad i have no idea what's going on lol. I'd read through season 1, but i don't think i have the time at all, ha.

since everyone seems to upload fairly quickly here, I think I'll start on the next post tomorrow rather than just next week.

lastly, I noticed that I'm the 100th post in the character tab so that has to be a good omen i feel!

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

I'm actually really excited to start with E.G's story because they've been in my head for awhile now as a part of another story that's way more convoluted than it should be, and I just had no idea what I was gonna do with them.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Eris stood by the doorway in a nicely pressed, muave dress with with a little shawl to match Their mother's. They're arms crossed, they impatiently tapped their foot, trying desperately not to lose their temper at the incessant circus that was their parents married life.

"All I'm saying, Richard, is that Mauve is not a red color. The event is strictly for red and black only, and that is not at all the proper color." Their mother said sharply, pointing to Eris by the door. She didn't seem to notice the slight scowl forming on their face. Their father sighed, and did that signature eye roll that he's known to give to only the worst in his life.

"It's just a damn dress. Besides, Eris is perfect the way she is-" he began.

"They." Eris said. Their father groaned louder this time.

"Whatever. They, them, it. You're in a damn dress, what difference does it make?" He exclaimed. He turned to his wife."No one is gonna notice our clothing, you're just paranoid."

Their mother threw her hands up in defeat. "There is no arguing with you over simple things. For once I'd like it if you took me seriously, just once. Is that so hard to ask?" She asked. Their father pushed past her, angrily. "Hey, where do you thank you're going?" She demanded.

"To the limo outside. It's been waiting for hours now because you've been bitching about shades of red." He said. He stormed out past Eris, and onto the front porch, all the way to the gate where the limo was parked and waiting. They had no chauffeur this time, so the Goodoires would have to make do. Eris' mother gave them a disgusted look.

"Lets go, he'll probably be waiting for us if we stay here longer. And next time, just keep quiet about the they/them thing. You know it upsets him when you do that." She said. She grabbed Eris' arm rather roughly, and pulled them out the door. Eris silently cursed her in their head, they could feel a bruise forming where their mother held their arm.
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The Goodoires arrived at the Newberry, Georgia Social Gala at around 7:00 pm. It was held in a special ballroom, inside the Atlanta Newberry Opera house. It was getting rather dark when they had finished giving out introductions to the other wealthy families of Atlanta. The Newberry Social as they call it, was an event held by only the richest in Georgia. You had to have a special invitation from Aeris Righspool herself, and to get in you needed to pay a 1000 dollar fee, something that would supposedly cover future events thrown by Righspool herself.

Eris had never met Aeris Righspool before, and they would not meet her tonight. Tonight, they would meet their only friend in the world. Charlton Gaslowe was a Butler, but more importantly he was Eris' butler, and also the only person they trusted at all. Charlton stood by the punch and wine bowls, conspicuously put right next to each other, and when he saw Eris he greeted them accordingly.

"Master Goodoire, its good to see you back at the Opera house." He looked around. "How are your parents finding the accommodations tonight?" He asked. Eris shrugged.

"The bitch is drunk off her ass, and the old man keeps trying to grab Emily Gerards tits, so I guess you can say it's going well." They said. "I just wish they wouldn't waste so much time bickering."

Charlton sighed. "I'm sorry to hear that, Miss Gooddoire. Hopefully they'll learn to better themselves." He said. Eris reached for the punch spoon, but Charlton made a noncommittal grunt. "I wouldn't touch any of the drinks tonight. I saw Henry Abernstein pour something in it a while ago." Eris smirked.

"He did it front of you?" They asked. "Thats ballsy."

"On the contrary, sir." Charlton patted his breast pocket. "I believe his friend Benjamin gave me quite the excuse for such behaviour tonight. I feel I have to take the man out for a drink or two after this event."

Eris laughed. "Well, now Charlton. I didn't take you for a drinker. You always seemed like a soda man to me." They said. "But aside from all that, anyone new here tonight? I'm tired of having to reintroduce myself to the same schmucks every year. And I heard there's a doctor, but there's always a doctor." Charlton nodded his head in the direction of the dance floor where group's of people milled about in a lazy fashion in beautifully tailored attire.

"Over there is Mindy Diasco. She's the doctor you've been hearing about." He said. Eris looked closer at the tight knit group, but they only saw one girl among the three men.

"All I see is a girl and three dudes. You're telling me one of those old guys is named Mindy?" They asked, chuckling. Charlton laughed along with them.

"Yes, Miss Diasco is not what you would expect a doctor to look like. Partly because she's only 16." He said. He smirked at the astounded look on Eris' face.

"Holy shit, its like Dougie Howser, but with a chick." They said. "She's even hot like Neil Patrick Harris was when he was a kid."

"You thought Neil Patrick Harris was hot when he was playing Dougie?" Asked Charlton confused. Eris ignored him.

"Ugh." They groaned. "She's surrounded by dudes. I stand no chance if she's straight."

"You stand no chance at all if you keep gawking at her like that, Miss." Charlton said. "Perhaps I could go up to her, and-" Eris put their hand on the wall, stopping Charlton in his tracks.

"Nope. stay right here. While you're right about the whole gawking at her thing, my chances will absolutely be shot to hell if I send my Grandpa to ask her out." They said. "I'll just go up and do it. Check for The Newlyweds while I'm gone, I don't want them embarrassing me."

Charlton nodded, then hesitated. "By Newlyweds, you mean your parents correct?" He asked. But Eris was already gone, halfway across the room to greet Mindy Diasco.
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Final notes: when Charlton pats his breast pocket, he is not actually referring to a man named Benjamin, but rather the 100$ bill in America which showcases Benjamin Franklin on the front.