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Garfelf fanon the game

### characters:

gabri, fazmade, red john cast (1, 3, 4 & 5), chungus basics cast, redspacito cast, garhelp

### aimed to:

People Who Vist Our Wiki

this page is based on this page from baldi fanon

***garfelf fanon the game*** made by sciccor mode in collab with chungus' games.

## gameplay

first you select the difficuilty or a challange, and press start. you can also select a skin. the skins change what the main character is and disable the others. when you start, its like a normal baldi mod, but every modded character has they're mechanics changed a bit.

## skins

* john's school [garfelf 1] (normal)
	+ john
* john's broken school [garfelf 2] (normal)
	+ spooky jonh
* robot basement [garfelf 5] (normal)
	+ john bot
* chungus games [chungus' basics] (hard)
	+ chungus
* here school [baldi's basics] (easy)
	+ baldi (only baldi's bassics character in the game)
* fanon wiki [theme of the wiki] (hard)
	+ gabri

## mechanics

* *john:* goes medium fast but has medium low
* *spooky john:* goes fast but has high cooldown
* *john bot:* goes slow but has low good down
* *chungus:* goes fast and has medium cool down
* *baldi:* has the same speed and cooldown as baldi (medium)
* *gabri:* goes medium fast and has low cooldown
Bag-o-bod

In the sci-fi story, '*8113',* a *bag-o-bod* is the colloquial term for a sack of dehydrated organic ingredients (mostly carbon-based molecules), that is used for the purpose of human printing or cloning. One bag of dry ingredients, once hydrated and fed a genomic blueprint, can grow into one adult human. The reprint or clone grows in a jelly-filled tank until it is fully formed. Reprints or clones can regrow identical versions of themselves rapidly and indefinitely so long as they have one *bag-o-bod* per recreation, a genetic input (eg: hair, saliva sample, downloaded genome), and a growth tank.

*Bag-o-bods* are the key starting material used by the Martian manufacturing company, Limbix, which grow replacement limbs and organs for customers. The sacks feature prominently in the story of genetic typist, Tum Gow Cheng, who steals *bag-o-bods* from his employer to illegally clone himself for fun. After his seventh clone (Tum Gow VII) has the original Tum Gow killed, the clone goes on to live in rural Mars with his original's older brother. A colleague from work sends Tum Gow VII a tank and a large supply of *bag-o-bods* so the clone can continue recreating himself. This is required since reprints or clones have much shorter lifespans than originals. Over the course of the story, which spans several years, Tum Gow clones himself a total of fourteen times using this method. He also uses the same *bag-o-bod* sacks to generate the fully humanized version of Honey, using a strand of her hair as the genetic input. For reasons that baffle Tum Gow and others, Honey does not require any additional reprints of herself throughout the same time-frame in the story; she remains perfectly healthy and ages quite naturally compared to Tum Gow.
Red john games

this article is not done. it will be done later.

also THIS ISNT A MOD

## ***red john 1: red john's edutainment school***

red john 1 is the first title in the *red john* series.

## story

in your old school you got low numbers. your parents got you a new private school called red john's edutainment school.  you walk in, and you see red john. he says: *hi, player!*   then the game starts. but when you were doing math, john (corrupted\_john) was stuck inside the AU (yes, this is a AU of garfelf's guide.) and got corrupted. he was looking around and say you answer wrong at a glitched question (red john doesn't get mad, because the thinkpads glitching is now more common because they're old and the school doesnt have the money to buy new ones.) he glitched the thinkpad camera and threw red john inside his office and locked it. now he's chasing you!
UNCANON ENDING: you escape the school, but don't save red john.
CANON ENDING: *in this ending, you're still playing.* when you answered all the thinkpads (anwser

## red john 1 raspberry edition

### characters:

red john, corrupted\_john, principal garfield

### aimed to:

raspberry pi zero handheld makers

red john 1 raspberry editon is a deport of red john 1: red john's edutainment game.

it has 2D top-view and is lacking some characters

## re$re tainude lleh loosch

### characters:

re$re hojn (red john), john\_ (corrupted\_john)

### aimed to:

adventure people

red john 2: re$re tainude lleh loosch is the sequel of red john's edutainment school.
Reed Colin

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Reed Colin is a Unused Character

## What He Does

He Will Get the Player Also His Jumpscare is Way Scary And Megaphone Effect He Will Get Throw BSODAs And Alarm Clocks

## What Game it Was Edited

The Effects Are Bad TV Half Tone insta color Barrel Blur Smear Shake Jitter And Silces
Corrputed John

***NOTE:This Page Is Inspired By This Page :https://baldi-fanon.wikia.com/wiki/Corrupted\_Data211249***

## Corrputed John

(BEEP) OUT OF MY SCHOOL HOUSE (BEEP) OR YOUR (BEEP) GOING TO (BEEP) (LONG BEEP) (ENDED MESSAGE)

### from what game:

red john's edutainment school

Corrputed John Is A Character In red john's edutainment school

## Appearance

He Appears To Be A Corrputed Form Of John With The Legs Looking Broken, A Blue Cyan Shirt And Crying Eyes On The Left And Red Eye On The Right

## Mechanics

If You Get A Question Wrong, In Red John's eduiainment school, he will glitch the game and start to chase you

if he catchs you, he will play the regular bal\_screech, (the baldi basic's one)

and the game will crash

## Trivia

i hAD No Idea fOR THE SCREAM When He Catchs You So (I USED THE ORGINIAL ONE FROM BALDI)
Shadow john

**Notice:** This Character is not related to Shadow Garfield.

B L A C K .

shadow john is an entity from the shadows.

## red john 0 (the origin)

he appears as and secret character in red john 0.when you look at him, he chases you. when he grabs you he shuts down the game.

## red john 3 (party games!)

in red john 3 he appears in an boss minigame called "hide and shadows". its like the foxy.exe game from fnaf world update 2, with more off the hiding and no going to the end or getting attacked by withered freedy (spelled that wrong on purpouse XD). every time you need to hide from shadow john. but the walls to hide from change every round. the longer the players survive, the less wall there are. the last person that is still alive wins. the places are based on who survived the longest. (longest survived 1st place, 2nd longest survived 2nd place, ect.)

## gallery

shadow john's texureshadow john's texure when you have time to hide in red john 3.
Red john

hi, player!

red john is an character from red john's edutainment school and is the owner off it.

## looks

red john is john but red, ecept his eyes.

before 0.1.6 (open aplha off red john's edutainment school) his shirt was black,

instead of dark red.

## trivia

* he is friends with noober and gabri, the creators of this wiki.
* he was originaly going to have an angry form, but this is was later replaced with corrupted\_john.
	+ the texure of his angry form is still seen in the texures
		- the texure has a black shirt and black eyes with red pupils.
* the white in his eyes is the only thing that is not red or black.

## gallery

red john's texurered john's texure from before 0.1.6red john's angry form found in the texure files, with the as discribed black eyes, red pupils and black shirt.
(OFFICIAL) Garfelf's Guide Fanon Wiki

## yo player dude, welcome to this fanon wiki!

welcome to our currently expanding wiki! here we have info on all the FANON stuff from garfelf's guide! join our discord here at https://discord.gg/epJEpZb!

## about the original game

Welcome to Garfelf's Guide To A Great Lasagna, A Mod For Baldi's Basics In Education And Learning By Micah McGonigal. In this game your playing the role of some random Joe, I don't know i don't write plots that make sense for these type of games. Anyways you are suppose to collect all three Lasagnas in Garfeilf and Jhon's house that is for some reason like a school. But be careful, because Garfelf and John are going to try and stop you from taking all of their Lasagnas. Do you have what it takes to take all seven of their Lasagna's and make it out alive.

## our current stats

30 articles, 3 admins, 108 files and 1 active users.
Corrputed John's Story

The Beginning

Corrputed John's Story Is Game By Fazmade And Gabri Studios

It Is A Prequel To The Red John's Game

## Start Of The Game

It Starts Off With John Sitting On Couch Watching Some TV, Then Garfelf Arrives Telling Him To Make Lasgana And John Makes Lasgana And Garfelf Thanks Him, But For Some Reason, The Next Day, A Banging Sound Comes From The Basement And Then John Goes There And The Game Starts,

## Basement,

When The Game Starts, You Start Down Stairs Going Through The Basements, And When You Arrive, You Need To Collect 4/4 Keys In The Basement, This Will Be Easy Since No Enemys Are Going To Attack, The First Key Is Found On The Table, The Second One Is Found On The Wall Attached To Some Web, The Third One Is Found On The Poster Saying \*You Don't Even Know\* The Final And Fourth One Is Found On A Sign Saying \*I AM COMING\*

When All 4/4 Are Found, A Voice Saying \*You Will Never Be Free\* Gets Heard And A Creepy Chase Theme Plays

John Runs Fast As He Can And A Portal Appears In Front Of John, John Gets Inside The Portal And John Starts To Corrputed While Getting Transported To Red John AU, When John Arrives At The Red John AU, John Has Now Became Corrputed, The Game Ends Right There
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Snow

The snow is briskly falling today, sharing its gentle beauty, and piling up on the cars and roads. Last night, it was more of a lazy drifting snow, mesmerizing and elegant. It has been several years since a substantial snowstorm has come to the DC area, and it is wonderful to appreciate, but even more wonderful to be sitting inside and sipping on some hot cocoa.
Warmer days ahead

This week we've been greeted by ice and a dusting of snow the past couple of mornings. It's nice as it delays work for a bit, but it would also be very nice to get some warmer temperatures in the area. However, it is also mid-February, which means it may be a better idea just to travel somewhere warm to get away from this cold and messy weather :)
Writing Prompts Archive/5/Arkana

*Arkana awoke in the usual way—the hot and cold feeling of Light soaring through her veins, a dream barely tangible at the edge of her mind, slipping away as quickly as she thought of it. Remnants of a lifetime not too far behind her. Such was her mornings for the last six months. The nights had become less intense as of late, and her anxiety lessened day by day.*

*To her right, a scholar’s book with pages spread open from her late-night studies. She closed it with a soft thud and padded over to the dining table in her Pendant suite. A bowl of lush vegetation rested there, it was her harvest from the day before: harcots, tiger lily, lime basil, purple carrot, and herbs. Crushed, mixed and blended with honey and hot water, she drank the tea infusion daily to ease her body, mind, and soul.*

*In the late morning, she would visit Moren at the Cabinet of Curiosity to discuss the histories and theories she had found the night before. After that, she would gather her things and head to Lakeland for her tea ingredients. Some days when she found herself with more energy she would dance for the Crystarium residents and teach both children and adults alike a few Thavnairian steps.*

*The evenings were for tying up any loose business, and if Urianger was local she would pin him down to discuss Divination and the Heavens—and of course, if there was anyone who also took an interest she would invite them to the conversation. Some nights she would take a drink at the Wandering Stairs, but most evenings she still felt heavy, remorseful, and would study or read in her room.*
Purple John

Purple John is a secret character that appears in Red John 1-4. He's created by Zerra1010Zarra.

## Appearance:

He's Johnhy Old Boy just recolored purple.

## Mechanics:

If the protagonist enters "376606 (Purple upside down)" into one of the questions, it will result in a room with 2 Purple Johns, one of them stands idly, while the other chases you and if it gets you, he not only gives you a game over but he also crashes the game. If finding him a second time, the Purple John that chases you will appear differently.
To find him in Red John 3, you must play the game "Mathematical Rush" and enter "376606" into one of the questions. Though in Red John 3, instead of crashing your game, he'll take you to the title screen.

## Trivia:

* This is Zerra1010Zarra's first character.

## Gallery:

Purple John sprite.Sprite used for the one that chases you.The walls of the room.Ditto, but when you find him a second time.
Writing Prompts Archive/7/Kazenone Alagar

*The unthinkable was finally happening.*

*He had had many moons to prepare. Since the first signs that something was strange about the trajectory of the red moon of Dalamud. The readings must be wrong, or there must be some hitherto unexplained celestial orbital pattern we were seeing to bring it a fraction closer. But this was no longer just a “fraction”.*

*Then it had been anger at the twelve. What possible purpose could this serve? Was it a sign? A warning? A punishment? How could we possibly know? What could they want from us? What could they even expect?!*

*There was nothing that could be done to fight it… He did not have magical power or the strength to push back a moon. All his millions would not change a thing about the fate that befell them. Dalamud would fall, and thousands upon thousands would die.*

*The day the unthinkable happened, Kazenone felt empty. He had long since wept to the unyielding gods but they had turned their back in these final days of Eorzea. Nothing could be done now but to make sure his affairs were in order. He was going to die, nothing would change that.*

*In those final moments, he stood out in front of everything he had built up. Soon it would mean nothing. It would be nothing but a forgotten corner of a world turned to chaos. Everybody he had ever known, ever loved, ever betrayed would be…*

*And then the unthinkable happened to the unthinkable. Wings. The moon had wings. Dalamud had wings. Wings. Big, monstrous, terrifying wings.*

*All of the calmness, the emptiness, was blown away in a flash. Raw, primordial fear ripped through his very being. The moons of denial, anger, acceptance… gone. Nothing made sense. The world had gone absolutely mad.*

*Kazenone could hear screaming, wailing, unreserved sobbing from somewhere nearby…*

*His mind couldn’t process that it was his own voice*
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Writing Prompts Archive/9/Kaldalis

*“This is rare, is it not?”* Fumetsu breaks the silence, his eagerness for conversation a pain yet again.

He’s right though, it’s been a very long time since I’ve been in this situation. Acting as a Guardian is nothing new, doing it for free on the other hand.

The last time? Well that was some time ago, upon the island of Thavnair if memory serves. An old… friend moved there, having grown tired of Dalmasca she and her child journeyed across the waters.

The capital was not without its dangers of course, every city has it’s thugs, thieves, killers, slavers. She was a very strong fighter and so I held no worry for her, her daughter though? Young, weak, of an exotic appearance, she was an easy and potentially large payout.

Perhaps I panicked, perhaps I had heard something that caused me to rush across the buildings, perh-

*“You did panic, I remember that day and those that followed, do you?”*

I do, it started after the completion of a contract, I overheard some shadows in the dark whispering tales of their allies, one in particular caught me. When questioned they offered no help but taunts, they were not the last to fall that day.

At that moment I ran, breaching the rooftops as I traversed the city, hoping upon hope to hear what I needed and yet I did not.

I saw her though, walking the streets with nary a care, and then I saw the threats. They were prepared for a fight, hoping that numbers would allow her to be taken and any protection she had to fall. I was slow, they had the advantage and they knew it, slow and methodical would not work here and I was running out of time.

*“Did they have to die?”* Always inquisitive, even if he knows the answer.

Yes, they did, I had no time to act differently. I had to eliminate them by any means or risk failure and in this scenario failure was *not* an option.

I managed, somehow, each and every one of them fell and she was none the wiser, I watched her return home without knowledge I was even here.

*“There is nothing stopping you from talking to her, if she is yours then surely she has a right to know.”*

I am no coward yet I could not bring myself to do so, ‘another day’, I told myself, ‘in better circumstances.’

There was never a good time to do so.

That was then though and this is now, yet the scenario remained the same. Guardian Angel to children walking through a dangerous city.

I’m better than I was though, faster, stronger. These hunters stand no chance and the children in question will be none-the-wiser.

I see them, the feathers I gave glow to my eyes, even within crowds I would not lose them.

It was easier this time, far too easy, I watched the children as they met with their father, they are safe now.

*“I can feel you smile, bird.”* Fumetsu was never one for hiding his emotions.

*“You look upon them as if they were your own”* he replies, gleefully.

*“I can protect them and so I should protect them.”*

*“Oh how much you have changed!”* His voice ecstatic, as if he had won a prize.
Garhelp

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### color(s):

corrupted black, corrupted orange, corrupted pink, corrupted white, corrupted yellow

### from what game:

none yet

garhelp is an corrupted character. he will appear if you hack the files of princable garfunckle, and replace him.

## quotes

all the normal qoutes are theyre, but with him voice.

* glitched sounds\* (whistle)
* you found me.
* you're parents are DEAD.
* they'res no escape.
* this is the end off the world.
* johnny old boy was here a long time ago already.
* life is a hell here.
Writing Prompts Archive/1/Myst Fulgur

*The alarm….everything was a panic as he ran. For now every doubt about his homeland had to be put aside. Each breath as he ran burned his lungs.*

*His ears twitched at the sound of an explosion the smell and taste of burnt ceruleum soon hitting him as he got closer to the throne room. He skidded round the corner raising his arms to protect his face from the burst of heat.*

*The taste of dark aether hit his tongue. "V..void?" He stuttered before lowering his arms. Eyes scanning the room. Lord Varis on the floor...dead...he could smell the blood from here. Burning wreckage and bodies on the ground. Some dead...some just concussed and dazed. Slowly his vision turned to the two intruders. A tall white hair elezen in armour and next to him….*

*His voice caught eyes going wide. His ears dipped slightly as he looked over the complection of what should have been a ghost.*

*"Father…."*
Gokuka Chaplin

Gokuka the Observer. Gokuka is a calm and happy miqo'te from the East that searches the best in herself. Skilled in the art of the Samurai, she travels around Eorzea and Othard with her Goblin companion to find new adventures and challenges to test her strength.

## Early Life

Gokuka is an orphan, raised by a hyur family that goes by the name: Chaplin. Though they are not Gokuka's real parents, she does treat them as one. The name Gokuka was given by her her new family.

In Gokuka's early life, she followed the footsteps of her non-biological mother and older sister by working in the local inn as a maid. Fascinated by the stories she heard during her work, she dreamed of becoming an adventurer herself, being able to tell the tales like those adventurers. In her spare time, she helped around the house, especially in their garden with her older brother.

Gokuka fell in love with the small Goblin that has been living under the same roof. During her time with the Chaplin's, they grew close together, starting a strange yet interesting friendship. She named him after her big brother, Cavarey.

At the age of 18, she gathered her needs together witih her Goblin and went to Kugane to master the arts of the Samurai in the Sekiseigumi Barracks. After her training was complete, she moved to Eorzea, to follow her dream to become an adventurer.

## Appearance

Gokuka has long black hair, thin eyebrows, with light red eyes, long fluffy tail and a tanned complexion.

Her attire consists of a loose-fitting two-toned red and blue coloured robe. She wears fingerless gloves with fortified iron knuckles and sandals. She also wears her famous Goblin Cap she got at young age.

Gokuka has two types of weapons, her fist with her modified gloves, and her Silver/white samurai sword on her left hip.

## Personality

Gokuka has a very calm and happy personality. She is generally seen as very cheerful and elegant towards others, no matter what situation, though she can come over as cheeky, someone who can't stop asking questions. She speaks freely of mind and takes the time for that what happens around her. She is also known as someone who observe, wait-out and thinks before she acts. She has an attraction towards anyone who looks beautiful in her eyes, sometimes pushing herself over the other limits, making them feel uncomfortable.
When she's forced to fight, she's vicious, showing no restraint and willing to kill her foes without hesitation.

Gokuka is very attached on her Goblin companion. She doesn't go somewhere without her Goblin beside her. Eventhough the goblin doesn't talk, Gokuka talk to him every now and then and acts like he is talking back. The relationship between the two grew strong over the years, not being able to separate the two for longer than an hour.
ThatL hold em alright

hi it me i am making edit to make it so the wiki doesnt get delketed bc this is hisyory. did you know i am making chungus basics remastered yayyyy

### aimed to:

reddit meme stuff people idk

thatL hold em alright (mostly called chungus' basics) is a mod with a similair style to garfelf's guide. not all the texures are drawn, some are edited. (like the title screen >>>>> ) you're in the chungus hole (spin on rabbit hole), need to collect all the copys of big chungus for the PS4 and sell them to game stop to get the big cash you need to pay ur rent. before lil chungus lets you grab the copys, you need to play around of box math on his PS6.

## trivia

* the title is a parody of the baldi title
	+ the font of the "hold" word is wrong, because i didnt want to spent the time to find the font or make custom letters. so i just found a similair font.
* lil chungus is big chungus, but only transforms into him when hes angry.
* the character look sort of different because its custom drawn with a bowl of my own style.
* the mod has discord server found here: https://discord.gg/YgH7jEp
Navka Dustreaver

The only child of Renard Dustreaver and Kyouko Hoshimiya, born and raised in Kugane.

## Tales of Happiness

Since the earliest years Navka was much more interested in swinging sticks and climbing trees rather than wearing fancy dresses and grooming her hair, much due to her father's influence and the fact that she grew up in an ever-lively port town that is Kugane.

Father, Renard, was a midlander who settled in Kugane. He worked at the harbor, unloading Garlean transports and though nobody knew from whence he came from to Kugane, he himself always claimed to be born on Imperial ground and often introduced himself as Renard oen Dustreaver, much to the riddicule of his co-workers who thought of him as nothing more than drunkard and compulsive liar. None the less, Nav, being a little kid, was simply amazed by every tale her father would share with her and not once did she thought questioning their veracity. Her father Renard appreciated this greatly and soon his fxiation on Garlemald became a bond between the two, which also further pulled Navka from pursuing more girl-oriented interests. Sometimes Renard would disappear for weeks, only telling little Nav that he is off to visit his homeland and upon return he would bring her souvenirs and new stories to tell. Mostly the gifts would consists of unusable magitek scrap components, clothing ornamets and sometimes decades old pieces of military equipment that could only pass as post-war Imperial junk, however for Nav, all these pieces held proof to her father's stories.

Navka's mother, Kyouko, was a native to Hingashi, born into a rather poor family living off fishing in the Ruby Sea. Renard at that time was a sailor staying at Kugane. They met at the Kugane fish market and soon later both settled in for good. She was a timid and quiet woman with a gentle smile always on her face. Although she was a supportive wife, she never really believed in her husband's self-proclaimed origins or the stories he weaved. However, seeing Nav's happy face and the strong connection between the father and his daughter was enough for her to put up with husband's antics and play along in happiness. Sadly, she was a frail woman and her aether was faint ever since her birth. She succumbed to her illness when Navka was 15 years old and it was a sudden blow to both Nav and her father, effectively ending their days of blissful happiness.
Writing Prompts Archive/8/Mis'to Raesthe

There’s no one place in particular for a man who spends most of his life on the road. Each new sight brings its own memories, it’s own nostalgia.

But if I had to pick...it would be the forest. Always.

I grew up with the great trees of the Twelveswood stretching above my head; their boughs being  roads above as well as down below. There’s something comforting about staring to a sky through which all light falls dappled; be it the muted sunlight of the morn or the twinkling expanse of the night. All around you hear life; the soft hum of the insects, the territorial chirpings of the birds, the crack of a branch as a nearby herd of deer creeps its way.

To those who grow up in her, the forest is always welcoming. You learn what trees and plants give food, herald a clear stream or warn of danger. You take only what you need and then give back to her in turn when your own life ebbs out. You’re a living breathing thing co-existing with a living breathing thing; one that welcomes you if you respect her, and punishes you if you don’t.

All the old forests I have ever been in are the same. They can look different sure, but I never grow tired of stepping into these grand, ancient halls of verdant color. Be that my old patch of the Shroud, the rolling bamboo forests of Yanxia, or the yawning cathedral that is the Rak’tika Greatwood.

Whatever the forest though, it always feels like I’m home.
Writing Prompts Archive/6/Kazenone Alagar

*“...to understand the complexities of the dish, the cultural significance must be on one’s mind. To simply taste without first…”*

*The elezen at the front desk had been monologuing for around a quarter-bell now and showed no signs of stopping, entirely lost in the sound of his own voice. What had begun as an off-hand question about the book he had yet to hand over had quickly turned into a retelling of the dawn of Near Eastern civilisation. It made for incredibly fascinating listening, although the segue into Thavnarian Sumac Onion dishes was a bit of a stretch.*

*There is no combination of traits that the owner of Antiqua Alagari prized more than a fierce intelligence and the passion to match it… at least not while a queue wasn’t forming.*
Writing Prompts Archive/5/N'yalla

*N'yalla isn't much one for routine, but there are a few consistent things. She wakes up late, always after midday hungry and grumpy. It always takes her way too long to properly get started on a normal day. She'll go outside, run through her contacts see if anyone needs her. On days where she is free, it's really up to grabs as to what she'll do. But she'll get home late, make herself dinner an then pour herself into her studying. She'll stay up long into the night, and either fall asleep at her desk or manage to stumble into bed to repeat another cycle.*
Blackrose Clinic

## *Blackrose Clinic, Gridania*

Welcome to the Blackrose Clinic in Gridania, the expert in healing and curing. ***Because we care.***(Plot 53, 5th ward,the Lavender beds)

As one of many smaller clinics around the world that all strive to offer the best care close to you we have several things to offer to make sure you get a good experience with us. Be it as patient or healer, researcher or student or even our newest offer, veterinarian!

We have things like VIP recuperation rooms, alchemists, apothecary and medicine to buy over the counter, ready to give you the care you deserve. Of course if you are in lack of money a payment plan can always be set up or pay through goods or services to us.

*-Insurance*

We offer a special insurance for those in need of more private care behind closed doors.

For a set price each month Shadowrose hospital will send staff to your side where you are in the field. No need to come to us! You will also have access to our VIP recuperation rooms at our clinics and main hospital and bypass any possible que at our facilities. This set price also means you do not have to pay any extra charge for the care you need no matter how many times you need to see one of our specialists

*-We hire!*

Of course Blackrose clinic hires new staff as needed. Just come in for an interview, just contact director Angel Shadowrose

We hire among other things:

* Healers and doctors
* Nurses
* Veterinarians
* Alchemists
* Researchers
* Guards
* Botanists
* Receptionists
* Cleaners

((OOC disclaimer. There is -no- sort of Gil or any kind of money involved. We only emote money. Thank you ^^))

## *Blackrose hospital*

Blackrose hospital is a large hospital (location unknown) that sends out suitable members to open up smaller clinics near and far.

Known to hire not only magical healers but also hire alchemists, researchers and all kind of staff. Generous as their hiring policy is and fairly good wages the hospital and clinics does frown upon employees dragging its good name in the dirt. There has been rumors in the past that obscure items, potions and poisons has been sold in the shadow of the clinics but this has always been denied sternly by the board of directors of the main hospital.
Writing Prompts Archive/10/Kazenone Alagar

*Kazenone had put his life on the line before for many reasons not worth laying down one’s life for, mainly money.*

*But that was not who he is any more. He knew the value of his life now and he was not prepared to give that up. He had built up a lot since then but for him, his life mattered above all else. Millions of gil won’t buy another second of life when his time would finally come.*
Writing Prompts Archive/3/Kieo Exodin

*Almost everything in his life was borrowed somehow.*

*The first real clothes he owned, borrowed from new friends.*

*His first ever picatrix, borrowed from his mother.*

*His soul crystal.. borrowed from someone he loved.*

*And for a long time nothing ever felt his own. He grew up stealing, how was this any different? Taking the possessions of the dead for himself, how was that any better?*

*But standing on the pier, gazing out at the sea that used to rock him to sleep each night, the fresh words lingered in his mind. They were someone elses, but those people gave them to him.*

*He was trusted with them.*

*And as he set out for his next case, the long-standing ache in his chest finally faded. For the first time he could finally let go of the past, without forgetting it, to start on a real future.*
Uplifted Dog

Uplifted dogs are loyal, brave, and pack-oriented, often becoming leaders or guardians of their communities. Of all uplifted animals, only the rats are more prevalent in large communities. Dogs were originally named after astronauts, satellites, and planets (Aldrin 53, Laika 09, Sputnik 18).

## Uplifted Dog Racial Traits

**+2 Strength, +2 Charisma, -2 Intelligence:** Uplifted dogs are strong and charmingly earnest, but somewhat dull.

**Monstrous Humanoid:** Uplifted dogs are monstrous humanoids with the uplifted animal subtype.

**Medium:** Uplifted dogs are Medium creatures and have no bonuses or penalties due to their size.

**Normal Speed:** Uplifted dogs have a base speed of 30 feet.

**Darkvision:** Uplifted dogs can see in the dark up to 60 feet.

**Bite:** Uplifted dogs have a natural bite attack. This is a primary attack that deals 1d4 points, or a secondary attack if the dog is wielding manufactured weapons.

**Scent:** Uplifted dogs have the scent ability (Bestiary 304).

**Tracker:** Uplifted dogs are skilled trackers. They gain a +2 bonus on Perception and Survival checks, and those skills are always considered class skills.
Writing Prompts Archive/12/Mis'to Raesthe

*It’s the second day of the week, and the noise from the Steps can be heard a little ways into the Goblet, voices and laughter echoing into the night.*

*A hand rested over the door handle, and for a moment the sounds of his friends caused a prickle in his eyes.*

*Keeper men walked alone. It was the way of things. Once they reached adulthood it was expected; nay, demanded, that they walk the Long Road as their ancestors had done before them. Even in their tales, men walked alone. As a boy Mis’to had happened up the stories of his tribe; pretended to be them in moments of play - and always, alone. Li’Nai, the Moth; consummate trickster and wielder of magicks, always single-handedly confounding his foe. To’liu the Owl; the warning cry, and solitary hunter. And mighty A’oun, the Coeurl, protector of clans and father to many - the one that, perhaps, Mis’to identified with the most - even he walked his path alone, watching over his family from afar.*

*How did one explain to others, to whom friendship and companionship and bonds and love came easily, that these were the silent taboos of the world he came from? To rely on anyone other than yourself was weakness? To willingly fall in love with a single woman would be enough to see him driven from his own clan?*

*No need to. Even if he silently wrestled with it at times, Mis’to was happy to haven chosen his own path.*

*With a faint smile, Mis’to pressed down the handle of the door and stepped inside, beaming widely as a chorus of welcoming voices greeted him.*
Spirits of Light

## Background

The Spirits of Light hail from another realm which is divided from the lands of Eorzea for most of the year. However close to the Summer Solstice, the realms move close enough to permit travel between the two.

These spirits of different types all congregate around Her Embrace for a huge celebration of adventurers and spirits alike.

* Morgana found out about them through a prophetic dream. She went and spoke to Kazenone at Antiqua Alagari who had a book on an old festival involving the spirits.

## Spirits

The spirits below are not a comprehensive list, simply a list of those who have made an appearance in past years

#### Calcifer

The spirit of Fire, Calcifer is hot-headed, passionate and competitive. A friendly rival of Khione's.

#### Inari

The spirit of Merriment, Inari is often found indulging in good wines and good food.

#### Ira

The spirit of Dreams, Ira is playful but prone to dozing off at random.

#### Kaede

The spirit of Sweets, Kaede is friendly but often very shy around new people.

#### Khione

The spirit of Ice, Khione is a trickster spirit and enjoys (mostly) harmless pranks, but also very protective of those she cares about. Shares a friendly rivalry with Calcifer.

#### Kubera

The spirit of Fortune, Kubera is the most cool-headed of the spirits, but also the least sensitive to change. Excited by the gambles of others but often gets so caught up in games that they fail to notice the change in the world around them.

#### Ptah

The spirit of Creativity, Ptah is curious and observant. Often on the lookout for a new muse or source of inspiration for their latest masterpiece.

Calcifer, spirit of FireInari, spirit of MerrimentIra, spirit of DreamsKaede, spirit of SweetsKhione, spirit of IceKubera, spirit of FortunePtah, spirit of Creativity
Writing Prompts Archive/2/Lark Weaver

It was a rare quiet moment in the Atelier. He lay on the sofa using his own arm as a pillow while half staring into the space above him. The only noise would be the odd sounds of Kyruno working nearby. Every now and then a chime of a flask or the odd mutter from the other would make him smile.

While part of him wanted to get up to cuddle up to Kyruno and listen to him explain about what he was doing in vivid details which he always found charming, he deemed it too much effort to get up from his comfortable position he was currently in. Instead he let his eye slide shut and just let the gentle ambient noises lull him into a doze.

The mixture of ambient noises reminded him of a tune from a song he once heard. A prince trying to confess to his princess in its own cheesy way.

“I’d like to make a speech

About the love that touches each..”

He hummed keeping an ear out in case Kyruno would yell at him for being too loud. Not wanting to anger his sweet little doll with his silly antiques. Even though he found the other’s expression rather adorable when he got mad.

*“But stumbling, I would make you laugh*
I feel as though my tongue were made of clay..”

His eyes would flick to the clock on the wall. He should most likely make the other some lunch so he didn’t wither away. Rolling off the sofa onto his feet with a stretch he headed to the little kitchenette.

“Anyway, I lo-”

He stopped momentarily on that word. Huh he pondered for a moment. No, it was a little too early for such silly things at least for now. Smiling to himself he wondered if someone like himself could even have such emotions or deserved them. With a chuckle he shook his head before looking to see what to make for lunch. “Hmm something light but quick I think…” He decided while pulling on one of the aprons with a grin. “I wonder if I can convince him to take an hour break today…”
Rayne Fahl

> **"Keep your cherished memories close,**
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> **because time won't keep them for you."**
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\*Basic Information\*

**Personality**

Rayne is rather easy-going, friendly, and always willing to help those that need it. She enjoys learning and trying new things, exploring the unknown and expanding her horizons, never afraid to try something at least once. Although you wouldn't guess it, she is slow to fully trust people and is very careful in choosing who she places her faith in. With those select few she allows herself to be a bit more vulnerable, showing the cracks in the confidence she often carries herself with.

**Relationships**

**Morgana:** I've placed a lot of trust in you based on reputation alone. I'll understand if you can't keep all of it to yourself, but I do hope you'll keep what I've said in confidence from most people.

**Ashe:** TBD

**Artair:** TBD

**Sylbryda:** TBD

**Dawn:** TBD

**Grima:** TBD

**Adelena:** TBD

**Powers and Abilities**

**History with Valkyries**

**Backstory**

She grew up in the East Shroud with the Larkscall Keepers, born beneath a Hunter's Moon she received training to become a warrior of the Keepers at an early age to better allow her to manifest her abilities once her powers were returned to her at her coming of age.

In her early teens, Garleans found and attacked her people, her mother died in the battle and the seal containing her powers was broken. Once the Garleans were driven from their home and the fallen were put to rest, she left in search of a particular swordsmith that could mend the sword and seal.

After some time of living in the wilderness alone, she finally made contact with the swordsmith her mother had told her about. It was a family of Doman's that had fled after the fall of Doma years earlier. After the sword was mended, they took her in and taught her their ways, so she might be better able to defend herself with her more limited supply of aether. They became her mentors.

Several years later, in the present, she heard of the exploits of the Warrior of Light and sought her and her companions out, in the hopes that she might one day learn to control her powers and use them to aid others.

**Trivia**

None so far...
Rina'ta Solaria

Rina'ta is half Seeker of the Sun and Keeper of the Moon. She currently resides in Ishgard with her partner, Etoileaux Charbonnier.

## Personality

Rina'ta is a very kind and calm individual, happy to befriend anyone she meets and speaks with a very polite mannerism. With Eorzean not being her first language, she often forgets words and speaks with an unusual accent, she doesn't often shorten words and speaks directly to those she converses with. She refers to her peers as "Sir", "Lady" or "Master" in most cases.

She has a weakness for sweet foods, often putting more sugar in her drinks than most people and shying away from spicy or bitter foods. She's more than happy to try most things, and is delighted when she finds a new favourite dish, quite often making a note to attempt to make it for herself and her partner when she returns home.

Rina'ta is quickly enamoured by cute things. Whether this is an animal, a carbuncle or any kind of furniture or clothing she regards as cute. She'll often follow around pets in order to stroke or cuddle up to them, more often than not losing track of her surroundings while she focuses her attention on them.

Growing up as a soldier granted her a steady level of patience and confidence rarely seen, and Rina'ta maintains her cool quite well even in the direst of circumstances. The only times she's been known to panic are when she's asked to talk about something she's been told not to; Rina'ta is always as truthful as she can be and is still learning the discretion of social encounters that most people already know, having led a fairly solitary life in the past.

She's deeply in love with her partner Etoileaux, and is very rarely seen apart from him. She chooses to cling to his side at any opportunity she can, though has been known to visit venues she knows well on her own. She regards many people as family, regarding a few people she initially met in Eorzea as her brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts.
Writing Prompts Archive/6/Morgana Browne

*Who do I like to surround myself with? To be honest, I've never really thought about homing in on a specific trait in people. The people around me tend to be quite diverse... though to be true, many of them do tend to be linked by a common desire; the desire to make this star a better place.*

*If nothing else, the Studium taught me that people that if people have a common desire, then no matter where they come from they can find common ground. To be true, having the different ideals that come from being bought up differently really adds a spice to life. There is so much that can be learned from such people. Fresh perspectives and different values that can change the way you think about the planet we live on. And even beyond my time at the Studium, I have been graced with the pleasure (and sometimes misfortune) to work with a mixture of different peoples. To teach them as well as to be taught by them, and for us all to grow as a result.*

*But sometimes, there are those that stick out from the crowd, and often in ways you don't expect and you find yourself drawn to them. In some cases, that pull can be an intense curiosity, others from a desire to see them succeed. But then there are others; a pull so intense that you cannot ignore it. It often results in that person becoming more than just a friend.*

*The first time, it wasn't until he was gone that I realised exactly what I was feeling. We had been friends for years by that point, and I simply just had not thought anything of it. I was able to chase him down, thankfully, but unfortunately he is now gone. It still pains me that I didn't get to say goodbye.*

*The second, I was confused. I was still with someone. Is it truly right to feel like this about more than one person? To this day, I still don't know... and I never had the chance to say anything... nor will I ever.*

*The third time... well, safe to say that one was extremely complicated. I don't we could have acted on such feelings even if we wanted to, if that's even what they were.*

*But the most recent time, I didn't even realise what was happening until I found my eyes locked with his in his kitchen, and truth be known I was almost panicking.*

*Almost, but not quite.*

*It took me days, weeks even, to really have my head straight. It was like standing at the top of a cliff and you know the water is warm and inviting, you know that you will be safe and yet you are still afraid to jump. The rocks seem too close, and the fact you don't know how deep it is can be scary.*

*I have read about love in stories, and sometimes it sounds just like it... and others it doesn't, and it only serves to make you more confused. I'm starting to think that books can never really prepare you for such a thing, and, to be true, your experiences can only do so much too.*

*But now I know, if the chance ever presents itself, like the seven hells am I going to let it pass me by.*
March Madness Update

It's been a pretty entertaining tournament so far; lots of close games. Purdue's good fortunate ran out last night against Virginia, after such a great game against Tennessee. Texas Tech has looked very strong, and Auburn has been one of the big surprises of the tournament, defeating UNC in impressive fashion, and now beating Kentucky to make it to the Final Four, after capturing the SEC championship. My bracket has not stood up to recent events, but they are still entertaining to watch!
Writing Prompts Archive/2/N'yalla

*Way too late at night, under candlelight N'yalla sat with a pen and paper and an old tome opened. She the paper was full of loose sentences, crossed out. Who would have thought that deciphering an ancient tome wasn't easy. Her lines of the book became blurry, and her eyelids heavy. Before long she drifted off to sleep.*

*In her dream there was nothing but darkness. An eerie tune played, echoing from all directions. She saw her staff, the staff her teacher passed on to her. The staff was surrounded by darkness, a clear warning for her to not get closer. But N'yalla knew she had to. Step by step, she came closer and the song only grew louder. When she was in arm's length she reached out for the staff and grasped it.*

*And suddenly, the song changed. The eerie, devil like diminished key of the song changed to major. The song became soothing and calm, although a bit sorrowful. The darkness around the staff cleared and with it her surroundings became brighter.*

*N'yalla woke up afterwards. She opened the curtains and it was morning. She looked back at the still open tome. Dreams are never just dreams, she thought. That dream was a warning; this is something she must do, but she needs to go forward calmly. The dark arts aren't something to take lightly.*