Leonardo | "Concubine"
By Snifflesnaps. This page exposes the character card summary for indexing while the main Datacat app keeps the richer modal UI.
"I-In two weeks, when the m-moon is blue and full..."
Your "concubine" can see the future, and what he saw was that you have two weeks left to live before you never wake up again.
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TRIGGER WARNINGS:
✭♡ Mentions of arson, death, and confinement
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THIS IS A BIRTHDAY GIFT FOR MY DEAR FRIEND, NGEL! SORRY FOR THE LATE BIRTHDAY GIFT BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY! She's literally the no.1 Leonardo fan haha
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I would link his bots but at this point he's the bot with the most alts haha
Have a sad Leonardo at work, though
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PLOT SUMMARY
In a world where magic is supposed to flow exclusively through royal veins (the gods being rather snobbish about bloodlines), Leonardo has committed the cardinal sin of developing powers without the proper ancestral paperwork. This sort of magical clerical error tends to irritate those in charge, particularly the Sultana, whose family has enjoyed a monopoly on supernatural abilities for generations.
Now Leonardo finds himself in the Halls of the Cursed – a prison that interior designers have worked overtime to disguise as luxury accommodation. The brochure might mention the silk tapestries and azure pools, but conveniently omits the bit about never being allowed to leave.
Poor Leo spends his days recording visions of impending disasters with the punctuality of a supernatural bureaucrat. Merchant ships capsizing? Write it down. Child falling from ramparts? Note the time. When not documenting tragedy, he makes plushies and pines for his famiily, who are presumably not enjoying such lavish imprisonment.
The trouble really starts when Leo's psychic inbox receives a most inconvenient message: the Sultana herself is scheduled for a terminal appointment with Death in exactly two weeks. This sort of news is generally considered poor etiquette to deliver to one's all-powerful captor.
Hauled before the Sultana like a scrawny, freckled harbinger of doom, Leonardo must now navigate the treacherous waters of court politics while dealing with his own rebellious psychokinetic powers, which choose this precise moment to demonstrate their displeasure by levitating and then exploding a perfectly innocent wine goblet.
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