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When I give the jasmine (you buy it from me) won't it be considered as me getting 3 free breedings of my choice (might rob one of your females when I have my stud back)
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Eventually when I give you the jasmine (you buy it off me) won't it technically still be considered as getting 3 free breedings of my choice 0.o why is my mind like this, never could put it into words when I thought it all the time but now that I'm about to go to sleep I can put it into words
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I can feel your confusion through my screen XD
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That's the way my brain is when I'm tired and done with irl bullshit
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When I give the jasmine (you buy it from me) won't it be considered as me getting 3 free breedings of my choice (might rob one of your females when I have my stud back)
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I'm not sure I follow xD
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T^T as you can see my brain is...active
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Eventually when I give you the jasmine (you buy it off me) won't it technically still be considered as getting 3 free breedings of my choice 0.o why is my mind like this, never could put it into words when I thought it all the time but now that I'm about to go to sleep I can put it into words
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I'm hoping with the new update my alphas will finally give me a topaz pup
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hehe yeah if you want to ^^

I need more crystalline studs to breed Saoirse to *^*
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Put that on your profile :p I meant to give it to you sooner
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So hold onto it for you then :p
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Probably not until spring :p
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Are you sure you want no jasmine
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YAY an emerald pup!! :D
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I got peach pup
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Nevermore x Verdance | 1x1April 6, 2026 10:41 PM


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Team Overview

Located in a remote mountain town called Viremont, Switzerland on the French-Italian border, the Viremont Volt are a team that have been notorious for failure over the fourteen years of its existence. It is the youngest European team in the TCHL and it has always been shrouded in scandal. It never really launched because almost all of the players they picked up to begin with went crazy in one way or another, all of which was covered up by the team but not completely. No one knows if it was because of the remote, rural scenery, the team's collective failure, or something more nefarious, but they have been in rebuild mode for about nine years, never getting out of this point. The team history involves three first round exits in fourteen years of play, and one second round exit the first year of the team's existence, nothing further. The team colors are periwinkle, silver, white, and charcoal gray. Their primary rival are the Stockholm Halos due to some drama that has ensued throughout the various scandals.

Facilities Overview

The compound where the facilities exist is well-buried in the landscape of a local mountain, Mont Baroneau. The residential facilities and the training facilities are at a much higher elevation, while the main arena and the staff buildings are located in the small valley town of Viremont. It is roughly a fifty minute walk up the steep mountain roads to get from town to the facilities, although it is not an extremely lengthy distance. Three angular, charcoal gray, chalet-style buildings house the players, each player getting a private suite with floor-to-ceiling windows, minimalist gray and white interiors, biometric locks, and basic amenities. There are shared kitchens on each floor and lounges with strict noise and guest policies, with top floor reflection rooms with views of the town and the mountains below. It's a two minute walk to the nutritional facility, which is open 24/7 and offers individualized meal plans based on goals and devoid of any cultural comfort. It's a three minute walk to the training facility, which has a biomechanical lab, hyperbaric recovery rooms, isolation pods, a high tech gym, a physical therapy wing with a large swimming pool, a psychological performance suite, and the offices for the trainers, psychologists, and other essential team staff. It also has a private ice rink for training for individual goals, while the team meets below in their competition rink, Stormhold Pavilion, for team practice.

Town Overview

Viremont, known as Verémon, Viremünd, and Veramonte in the respective languages spoken by those surrounding it, is a quiet alpine village, more than an hour's drive to the nearest city in any direction through steep, winding, mountainous terrain. It is a historic village filled with two types of people: the townfolk and the outsiders. The majority of those living in Viremont are farmers, innkeepers, and others profitting off of visiting tourists. They are cold and distant, protective of their sleepy little town and the lore that follows it like a shadow. The other population residing there are individuals with extreme wealth, sent there to conduct research experiments in the laboratories on the outskirts of Viremont. The owner of one of the most famous scientific corporations in Europe is the owner of the Viremont Volt, causing the team to get some backlash from locals. They don't mind the people themselves, more what the team stands for. Some of the attractions in town include an inn attached to a famous local tavern, a historic cathedral, and a historic museum meant to protect the history of the town. There are also a local system of underground caverns and many hiking trails that cross through the area.

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Edited at April 6, 2026 10:42 PM by Verdance
Nevermore x Verdance | 1x1April 6, 2026 10:44 PM


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Transcontinental Hockey League (TCHL) Projected Standings
Northern Division
1. Øslo Storm (midnight blue, ice gray)
2. St. Petersburg Spectres (crimson, black, gray)
3. Reykjavik Frost (arctic blue, white, black)
4. Helsinki Revenants (frost green, gray, silver)
5. Copenhagen Tide (sea green, white, slate)
6. Murmansk Howlers (ash gray, ice blue, black)
7. Nuuk Borealis (pale cyan, navy, neon green)
Eastern Division
1. Warsaw Iron (steel gray, red, white)
2. Riga Strikers (burgundy, silver, black)
3. Kiev Storm (royal blue, gold, white)
4. Minsk Blades (ivory, forest green, bronze)
5. Bucharest Phantoms (black, teal, silver)
6. Sofia Crown (onyx, gold, blood red)
7. Belgrade Tempest (steel blue, crimson, white)
Western Division
1. Montreal Dominion (red, black, gray)
2. Toronto Aces (pale blue, yellow, navy)
3. Boston Remenants (black, bronze, blood red)
4. Quebec Valeurs (navy, cream, red)
5. Detroit Forge (orange, steel, black)
6. New York Titanics (gray, indigo, teal)
7. Halifax Rooks (slate gray, sky blue, rust)
Atlantic Division
1. Buenos Aires Corsairs (cobalt, crimson, cream)
2. Santiago Blades (gold, black, white)
3. Montevideo Serpents (olive, gold, black)
4. Bogota Talons (ruby, gunmetal, white)
5. Caribbean Levithians (aqua, white, canary yellow)
6. Paramaribo Thorns (jade, blood orange, white)
7. Lima Krakens (deep purple, mint green, black)
Central Division
1. Zurich Saints (white, deep red, bronze)
2. Stockholm Halos (white, bright orange, pale yellow)
3. Geneva Owls (lilac, black, platinum)
4. Munich Reign (red, black, bronze)
5. Prague Menace (indigo, white, yellow)
6. Vienna Oracles (pale violet, silver, navy)
7. Verimont Volt (periwinkle, silver, charcoal gray)
Outlier Division
1. Perth Whiptails (sand, steel blue, black)
2. Tokyo Ghosts (white, hot pink, electric blue)
3. Portland Predators (dark green, dark brown, sage green)
4. Auckland Gales (navy, pale gray, teal)
5. Cape Town Mirage (gold, indigo, teal)
6. Dubai Sandwraiths (tan, black, crimson)
7. New Mexico Nocturnes (black, orange, red)
Preseason Power Rankings:
tba
Team Schedule / Plot Plans
TBA - Elliot abduction
Team Roster
#11/RW Nicola Santori, 37, Bolzano, ITA (A)
#13/RW Reese Halston-Vale, 18, Oakville, ON, CAN
#17/C Elliot Hawthorne, 20, Stockholm, SWE
#18/G Emil Tomaselli, 22, Ticino, CHE
#25/C Stefan Grüber, 36, Innsbruck, AUT
#27/C Matias Vauhkonen, 36, Kuorpio, FIN (C)
#28/RD Augustine Weber, 34, Zürich, CHE
#30/LD Johan Ekström, 29, Umeå, SWE (A)
#35/G Ignacio Ferrera, 38, Punto del Este, URY
#37/LD Tomáš Sedlák, 37, Brno, CZE
#38/LW Olivier Montagne, 35, Grenoble, FRA
#39/RD Cormac O'Driscoll, 33, Galway, IRL
#40/LD Leandro Falco, 36, Naples, ITA
#44/C Erik Varga, 35, Košice, SVK
#51/LW Théo Lemoine, 34, Reims, FRA
#55/RW Jonah Brückner, 36, Bremen, DEU
#56/RW Brody Shearwater, 34, Thunder Bay, ON, CAN
#61/RW Ilkka Nieminen, 36, Espoo, FIN
#63/RW Luka Demalović, 33, Split, HRV
#64/G Artyom Solovyov, 23, Yaroslavl, RUS
#65/RD Pascal Vinet, 35, Dijon, FRA
#68/LD Andrei Petrov, 35, Murmansk, RUS
#70/LW Malcolm Tierney, 37, Glasglow, GB-SCT
#75/LW Jasper Rook, 30, Anchorage, AK, USA (A)
#96/LW René Fuchs, 35, Zug, CHE (A)
Team Lineup
75 - 27 - 11
96 - 17 - 63
38 - 44 - 13
51 - 36 - 61
56, 70
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30 - 39
68 - 28
40 - 65
55, 37
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Nevermore x Verdance | 1x1April 7, 2026 06:41 PM


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Reese Halston-Vale | RW 13 | M: Charlotte, Elliot

He hadn’t even known Charlotte was getting married. He found out through a family friend turned opponent at center ice. He was sure Elliot was probably concerned about why he spent the rest of the game fanning on one-timers and rendered unable to say the things he was thinking. He took the next flight out to New Jersey that night, not to ask for an invitation but to… well, he wasn’t really sure why. He spent the next eleven hours trying to make sense of his own actions, but none came.

By the time he arrived on the porch of Charlotte’s tiny agrarian cottage, he should have been prepared to make amends. To say all of the things he hadn’t said to her growing up. To try to establish a relationship again that they both needed and wanted but that Reese couldn’t find the words to ask for. Instead, he said all of the things he didn’t mean, and none of the ones he did. He assumed a position of indifference, of neutrality, of every wall he always put up that couldn’t be taken down. Maybe he wasn’t capable of change. Charlotte should have slammed the door in his face. He got an invitation to the wedding anyway. He said he wouldn’t go. He wound up there anyway.

The ceremony was small. Remarkably small, even by Reese’s standards. He thought of weddings as large and grandiose displays of fictitious feelings. Love wasn’t real. It wasn’t something meant for someone like him, anyway. If anyone deserved it, it was Charlotte. And, if he’d ever witnessed it, it was that day. They chose to get married at some sort of ecological sanctuary Reese hadn’t quite grasped the concept of, though he’d heard in passing from a few of the other attendees that Charlotte’s work had brought her to connection with this place.

Apparently, she was doing something with the environmental sciences, or environmental engineering, or something like that. It only dampened Reese’s mood more to know that he had become so far out of touch with his sister that he didn’t even know her job.

It wasn’t like he hadn’t wanted to be at her graduation. It wasn’t like he had much of a choice. He was too young to make decisions for himself or to bypass the influence of his parents. Still, he had every choice in the world. If he were a stronger man, he would’ve defied them and showed up for her. Someone should have. Instead, it’d taken him until this long, and he was too late.

Nothing in the world shows you how alone you are like a wedding. Reese would have been lying if he said he didn’t usually drink, but he’d been cutting back in accordance with the diet plan, enough that his extensive consumption felt like a relapse. He kept going until the warm lighting of the outdoor reception seemed fuzzy, and the redundant small talk of the ceremony faded into a haze of phrases he couldn’t string together. Even in that state, he knew it wasn’t a good idea to text anyone. He knew their devices were being monitored back at Viremont, and he knew it was a matter of time until someone came looking for him to drag him back to hell. He was disciplined until he wasn’t.

All it took was a bruise. Nothing life-threatening, nothing that was even inconveniencing, just a simple drunken mishap between some unfamiliar partygoers. It barely even hurt. But it was enough to send Reese down a long, misguided rabbit hole of loneliness, want, and utter devastation. It really could have been anyone that had been the object of these feelings. In that moment, Reese would’ve leaned into any feeling of softness, of tenderness, of warmth that was given to him. He had only been shown love as an iron fist and an objective neutrality. Parenting was a career, and family was a means of getting a political edge. Reese used to think that the only people the Halston-Vale children were capable of loving were each other, but looking at Charlotte in that moment, all happy and whimsical and something out of a fairytale, Reese realized that if he looked into a crowd of people capable of loving him, an empty space would be staring back at him. He could stare that truth directly in the eye, but what he couldn’t seem to manage was Elliot. If Elliot were here, his bruise would be gone. He would feel out of place, here with a teammate–maybe a professional acquaintance, maybe someone who never complained about reaping the benefits of Reese’s stress cooking, maybe someone who wouldn’t have spared a second glance at Reese if it weren’t for all of the things he could do and be, inside of his family legacy and outside of his true self. It would be uncomfortable. He would have to attend to the needs of a second person and not simply vanish out of thin air when the moment felt right. He would have to stand by the same person all night, not simply lost in his own thoughts and musings. Yet, all of those horrible things were also things Reese found himself doing anyway, day in and day out, with his teammate by his side. And while they felt horrible, they didn’t feel outright nauseating and impossible to keep up like they did in Reese’s thoughts. He didn’t let that mean anything, because everything was pointless to Reese, and nothing had the potential for hope. Reese couldn’t be saved.

The following morning, Reese woke up on a cold hardwood floor in a dimly-lit room. It wasn’t like the movies, he hadn’t found a body to keep him warm in his loneliness and distract him from the pain of what he felt inside. That would’ve been too easy. Instead, he was on the floor of the house he’d reserved for the night, in the dark, with a piercing migraine and an ache in his chest that felt something like remorse. He didn’t want to open his eyes. He didn’t want to be there. He didn’t want to be anywhere. Everything and everyone around him caused him pain, mainly because he was the source of all of his own misery.

In a fog that resembled something of his own past, he could vaguely recall how he’d ended up here. Charlotte said that he should swing by their home the next morning before he left, that they should talk things out. He said he was leaving that night. He was lying. She called his bluff, saying if he really couldn’t stay an extra day that they could talk things out after the party was over. Reese felt uncomfortable with the fact that she was being so sacrificial, and the idea that his presence at the wedding was ruining what could’ve been a happy moment. He couldn’t see that it would’ve been miserable if he was absent, too.

He didn’t remember what happened next. He remembered how he felt, overwhelmed by self-pity and self-hatred and all of the feelings that he could only inflict on himself. He remembered leaving, promising Charlotte a conversation that they both knew would never come. What he didn’t remember was taking out his phone to text three words to Elliot that he wished he could’ve had back.

Slowly feeling around the darkness to find the source of the device that was vibrating the floor, Reese noticed that what had woken him up was the notification from the airline sending him a reminder for his flight. Below that was a notification for two messages:

Elliot: Did you send this to the wrong person?

Elliot: I always miss you

The second text had an ominous heart at the end, staring back at him to his unimaginable horror. Internally, the only dialogue was the word no being repeated over and over again. There was a strange feeling in his chest, a jittery warmth he felt unfamiliar and uncomfortable with. He couldn’t shake it, no matter how much he tried. He was too much of a nihilist to call it butterflies. He didn’t reply to it, couldn’t. But his only thoughts and his only anxieties from New Jersey to Switzerland involved himself, the Swede, the words exchanged between them, and what fell beneath.

It would’ve been easy to take Elliot’s out. He could’ve said the text was meant for someone else, which would’ve implied there were people in Reese’s life for him to miss. But Reese had chosen a very inconvenient time to start being honest and continue to defy vulnerability at all costs. He avoided his teammate like the plague, not that he thought he could keep it up forever, but he could sure as hell try.

And, well, it was easy enough to avoid Elliot when Reese had ended up in a dark cell in a discreet location not unlike a blacksite, having unimaginable horrors done to him in the name of some motive he couldn’t quite identify. He’d stopped counting the days after eighty, which felt like quite some time ago. No one was coming for him, no one cared. He wasn’t surprised. Yet, his physical condition was getting worse and worse, and the exact teammate he had been trying to avoid turned into the one he needed. When his body wouldn’t heal itself without the touch of another, even the shallowest cuts turned into slow bleedouts, and less-than-ideal conditions turned deadly over the span of months. While they hadn’t specifically done anything to end his life, it wouldn’t be long now.


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