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Prologue
I. The Visit
The day was not cold but neither was it warm. Even as the sun shone its brightest, the warmth of its rays were not felt. One came toward a simple stone marking a place where a life lost to time was lain. Never forgotten and always remembered by no more than myth and legend. Upon the eternal deathbed, one placed a single rose. On its stem was a golden ribbon. “Pour Orrose,” the voice said softly. The voice was like a song that rang louder than the dead could hear even as the living never would. For now.
The shadow of the one at the grave grew smaller and the light of the sun shone upon the stone—it’s name faded by time. C’est l’histoire d’Orrose.
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She walked slowly from the grave to join her companion who waited outside the decaying stone walls of the old prison. She lifted her veil and looked at him with her eyes the color of the sky.
“Was he there,” he asked gruffly. He was in no mood for sentiment. He had only accompanied her out of duty.
“I would not know,” she said softly. “There were others there. It would be impossible to search through them all to find one lost soul.”
“Then why would you come all this way for nothing,” he asked as a footman opened the carriage door.
“It is nothing to you, for you did not know him,” she said angrily.
“Neither did you.”
She glared at him—her face twisted in anger.
“I knew of him,” she began. “And of what I know, he was a far better man than you will ever be.”
She turned and was helped into the carriage. Her companion signed and followed her inside. He motioned to their driver and they began their journey home.
I watched them as they left and wondered to myself who was she—this lovely girl who had come so far to remember a man she did not know. I thought about how I came to be—a ghost of a man with a past I could barely remember. For her, I would try to remember. Perhaps one day I would be able to tell her.–The Secret of the House of Bourbon–Prologue by Jaynaé Marie Miller. 07-26-2020
Let the saga begin.
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I got bored today and started writing something. Like and reblog if you want me to continue it, I suppose. I’m not sure whether I should expand on the universe or not. Anyways, tell me what you think!
Year 26
Among the people in the slums of Deviance, there were whispers of a boy nicknamed the Witch.
A boy of twenty, with shining twin pistols by his sides. The Witch, they called him, for they had no other name for a boy who would set the world on fire with a grin, or steal money at the drop of a hat without any detected movement.
A boy of shadows scared them, to no end.
Year 46
Among the people of a rotting city known as Deviance, there were rumors of a girl with hellfire in her eyes.
A girl of fifteen, with the burning embers of a torch in her hands. Ember, they liked to call her, for they had no name given by the spark of a girl nor did they want to regard a girl who would set them all ablaze with one scathing look anything near human.
Secrets will never stay secret; lies brought to life with the drop of a hat, and the twisting tale of the Witch and an Ember
//PROLOGUE//
As dusk fell to night, the moon hidden behind storm-gray clouds, the criminals of the city appeared. Hunting, preying, watching their next targets; the runaway rich kids, the lost tourists, the easily manipulated new kids.
The best criminals, though, stayed up during the day, when dirty streets were full of unsuspecting tourists and kids who thought they could get away with blending into the crowd. The best of the city’s forsaken were known as Deviants - those who deviated from the path of the Saints’, those who be accepted into no afterlife.
A snow pale boy with sunken gray eyes slunk between the shadows, eyeing those who were dumb enough to walk near him. Didn’t they know who he was?
With a bored sigh, he removed the silver butterfly knife from his boot, where it’d been unconcealed and meant to draw attention - and fear. He knew these streets like he knew his name, and he knew protection was a must. He twirled the knife between his fingers, tossing and spinning it to shine in the dim moonlight. It was enough to make the other undesirables stay away from him, despite them likely being up to even more undesirable business than himself.
The glimmering knife kept him entertained for a long while, wandering around the streets as if he was one of the lost runaways himself, who didn’t know anything beyond the confines of their old home. But he did. He knew exactly where he was going; he was just making it confusing for anyone stupid enough to follow him, give them the chance to give up and go home before anyone got hurt.
“Wandering again?” The pale boy heard from in front of him, spoken by a slightly shorter dirty blond boy leaning against the grimy brick wall of a long-since closed dive bar. The other boy was in a leather jacket, and black jeans that were practically hanging off his hips - like they were supposed to, the pale boy guessed.
The pale boy simply nodded in response, not trusting the vocal cords he hadn’t used in two weeks, and set the butterfly knife in his back pocket.
The blond boy seemed to anticipate his reaction and quickly pulled the pale boy’s arm before he could walk away. The pale boy knew he could escape if he wanted to, but he made no move. “You really should stop doing that. Nobody’s seen you in two weeks.”
“Obviously.” It was nearly impossible to hear, though that was manly because the pale boy would not show weakness to anyone in the form of af cracking voice. People associated him with quiet, anyway. He didn’t add anything to the statement.
“A lot has happened while you were gone.”
“Oh?”
“Kaisla Caster seems to have some news for you.”
Secret Trio - prologue page 8 (END)
*Rises the finished prologue to the sky*
I am so proud of myself for being able to complete this goal with minimal burn-out! Your guys’ interactions and support really helped me a lot! I’m so happy to be making new friends through this project! Please continue to interact it really helps me stay motivated!
To give you an idea for the future of the comic: the script for chapter one is totally finished so I can head straight into drawing. The down side though is that I have recently gotten a new job and moved because of it. Which is actually good news for me personally, but I obviously will have a lot less free time on my hands being employed. I hope it doesn’t completely take away my time to work on this project though because I really am passionate about it!
Anyways: So this is the last dream page, where as you can see, the dream has ended as we get a glimpse of a sleeping Randy Cunningham. When writing chapter one out, I actually wrote three different versions. One from each perspective of our Trio. I knew I didn’t want to be redundant and go through the beginning of the story with all three boys, so I picked the chapter that flowed the best; and that just so happened to be Randy’s. So he’ll be our main character in chapter 1, and I’ll actually be using panels woooo! See ya then!
(in case you can’t read the font it says: “Only then there is hope for peace”)
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Secret Trio - Prologue Page 7
The second part of the dream sequence! Only ONE more page left of the prologue!! YAY!! Then I can finally be done with these full-body pages I doomed myself with lol (for real, what was I thinking doing so many?) Much happier with how this dream page turned out opposed to the previous one. I think I learned a couple things while doing the last one.
In case you can’t read the font, it says: “Unite, warrior, spirit, beast”
I’m sure we ALL know who this is talking about lol
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Prologue Page 32
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Snark: Their ride is here– have fun being blown to smithereens, Darkwing Dork.
Mica: I love the second panel because it’s just silent Ammonia and Ample standing around all exited like they just made the high score on DDR and now that ladder is taking them to Disneyworld.
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Prologue Page 31
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Snark: Adding TMs to the end of things is one of my favorite gags. It makes things seem more important than they are.
Mica:This was one of the quickest pages to make. Things are easy when it’s just the hips and up and one single angle for the entire page.
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Prologue Page 30
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Snark: Never fear, Darkwing’s ego is here! Watch and be amazed at what act of bravery he pulls out of his rear.
Mica: BEEP BEEP BEEP
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Prologue Page 29
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Snark:Oh snap, that’s quite the pickel. How will our heroes get out of THIS one? Stay tuned.
Mica:The fun has begun.
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Prologue Page 28
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Snark: Things are certainly heating up! That said, really like how Mica designed the page layout. Helps add to the intensity of the scene.
Mica: Snark’s vibrant color choices and typography is great as usual! I am also personally very proud of the expression and shading I did on Gosalyn in the second panel^^
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Prologue Page 27
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Snark: Aw yes, Launchpad. He DOES exist, doesn’t he? Nice to see him again. Especially since Mica draws the best LPs.
Mica: Aw chucks UwU
Also wanted to inform yall that there probably won’t be a page next week.
In the beginning we stocked up on pages before uploading to make sure we reached the deadline but because of many circumstances we haven’t been able to do so during our winter hiatus so we everything we upload now is the most recent thing we did. We don’t have the time or energy to finish one page in one week. There will be a page the week after tho. so expect pages to upload every other week from now on until the chapter is done and we are able to stock up again during another hiatus.
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Prologue Page 26
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Snark:Whenever I think of the words ‘got your back’, I have the sudden urge to see those characters rapping. I’m going to blame Kim Possible for that. That said, this page had so much technical difficulties– it drove me CRAZY. BUT… success happened in the end. So yay!
Mica: I had fun blending colors on Gosalyn^^ be prepared for one-two pages of me not knowing how a bow and arrow works
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Prologue Page 25.
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Snark: Originally Darkwing had a very different line. It was more of a mouthfull– which was funny to me… But ultimately it had to be change in order to go with the flow of the pages.
Mica: I adore the background in the first panel, Snark did a great job with the colors there! This page was alot more colorful originally but I sadly had to desaturate everything (except the first panel) a bit because it was just too distracting :(
ANNOUNCEMENT
Since we are slightly more than the halfway mark of the prologue, we are going to take a month hiatus to enjoy the holidays. Thank you to all our readers for the support, and have a happy holidays!
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Prologue Page 24.
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Snark: If you don’t read the swinging as lightsaber noises, then you’re not reading it right. May the cleanliness be with you.
Mica: I am extremely happy with this page, especially the last panel! I tend to have a hard time with perspectives, but I feel like I pulled it off in the end.
And Snark’s inking, coloring and lettering is sublime as always^^
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Prologue Page 23.
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Mica:I am very happy with this page! This one took alot of effort and time, but it was so worth it >D (tho I realize now that I totally forgot to draw Ammonia’s vacuum-pack on her back in the last panel)
Snark: I was going to say something about the writing on this page, but I keep getting distracted by cute Sailor Moon Ample…
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Prologue Page 22.
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Snark: Who is that dashing hero? Don’t leave us on a cliffhanger!
Mica: I love the colors on this page<3
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Prologue Page 21.
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Mica: I love the background in the first panel. such nice bright colors and it looks so limey<3 Snark did a great job!
Snark: God, that goo looks more disgusting with each page. Congrats, Mica, you know how to make filth. That said, the page in general looks great and makes me laugh.
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Prologue Page 20.
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Snark: Like night and day with those two. That said, really been enjoying Ample in this– she’s adorable.
Mica: You can say that again. That said, I really like how Ammonia turned out in the second panel.
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Prologue Page 19.
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Snark: SURPRISE! Underated characters! Who saw THAT coming?
Mica:While I am usually pretty good at drawing chubby characters, I find Ammonia difficult to draw. I was surprised to find that I really love drawing Ample tho. She grew on me quickly after I started play around with her expressions<3
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Prologue Page 18
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Snark: Holy scene change, Batman!
Mica: ah that goo turned out really nice but was such a pain, first and last time you see it be transparent like this.
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Prologue Page 17.
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Snark: I like so many things about this page, actually. I think it’s one of the first times so far we got to do slapstick and that makes me so happy.
Mica: Yeah I’m very happy with the slapstick as well. I kinda regret the way I angled the first panel tho, I can now imagine a way that would look better.
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Prologue Page 16.
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Snark: Gosalyn… you can’t be Quiverwing without your outfit though…
Mica: This one took some time due to the effects used in the last panel. I love the “KEEN GEAR!” snark drew.
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