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headcanon that the Operator goes nowhere near mirrors or their reflection, because every time they do they swear it smiles back at them. it smiles and waves and sometimes it whispers, sometimes it taps the glass. sometimes it swings, and the Operator swears they hear the glass falter under its fist, and they want absolutely nothing to do with it.

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My girl

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tried to tell my faithful eunuch Tucker that he was basically tumblr famous, but he was too focused on defending the homestead to care

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do you think operator & drifter treat their warframes wildly differently?

somewhat insufficient TLDR: i think the operator and drifter are emotionally attached but in vastly, strikingly different ways, and it manifested very, very differently too.

in operator's case, it isn't that they dont *care*, but they know how durable a warframe is. they know they can take one hell of a hit, and they'll be okay because that warframe takes the brunt of it (albeit with some phantom pain if the damage is bad enough). theyre less comfortable outside the confines of those large, bulky war machines because they know they're ultimately safe. those warframes can take hits. they cannot. the operator knows they were people, but they never met those people before the tragedy. besides... a lot of them really are just empty shells. they're hardly the people they once were, especially since they recreated those warframes from blueprints. don't get me wrong, they do remember the anguish of the originals - they were there, they lived it, and they still have empathy for them... but the operator knows the limits of every warframe like the back of their hand - they can maneuver however they want, they can take hits, they can run into armies and not be too afraid because they (as in the operator and the warframe this time) be fine. even if the warframe is damaged, they can fix the damage, so no harm done.

but drifter on the other hand? at first i think they never really realised the power they had. in their mind they were still them, just running, rolling on the occasion, it took them ages to maneuver those things *properly*, and probably only ever really learned with the operator's guidance. they would not let a warframe take a hit, not because they felt empathy for it (at least not a lot, last i checked you kind of need at least *some* to have effective transference?) but because they were so used to walking around vulnerable. yknow, not inside a killing machine. but what would've really solidified the difference was after they went to 1999. sure, hearing that these things used to be people is one thing, but at the end of the day, to drifter, they're still just machines. drifter never got to experience what the tenno did, they never had to deal with reaching into their freshly scarred minds to ease their anger, sorrow, fear, rein them in like the terrified animals they were turning into and hush their cries with understanding - they only knew the dead inside remnants... but it's an entirely other thing when you go to the past and see the people who were hurt. you meet them and you get to know them, become their best friends - maybe even date one of them - and it hit drifter like a fuckin' freight train. they have this entirely different view on warframes from that cold perspective they had at first. they weren't just war machines. those are people. every time they go into the head of those machines, they're looking through the eyes of *people.* people who had families and desires and hobbies, things they looked forward to, entire futures ahead of them that were snuffed out. people who were scared, people who didn't know what was happening. people who knew what was happening, who lived in fear knowing they weren't able to stop it... people who lived in fear of losing themselves. and i think it hit drifter a lot harder than they'd ever admit.

but thats not to say one of them is more attached than the other - both of them care deeply about their warframes. it's just that, they have different ways of looking at them. after all their experiences were so vastly different, it'd be impossible to look at them the same way.

(too lazy to type it out all over, but i have an example in the tags i think kinda helps pull it together more)

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It's either I play the good listener or the horny... and I'm all about the horny today, sorry not sorry Arthur 😌

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normal statements from eleanor

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Two thoughts about Warframe 1999 as it looms ever closer:

When Lotus Eaters came out, my reaction was "Oh, okay, that's actually a good excuse for making 1999 Drifter-only, if we must." That was back when we knew little more than the basic identities of the protoframes. As more and more content has been revealed, it's become more clear to me that - putting the dating sim stuff completely aside - the Operator's presence would actually just be too weird and off-beat for the bleak, tortured-young-adults, hope-in-the-face-of-endless-numbing-violence tone they're clearly going for. Like, it would just throw everything off when there's more nuanced pathos and connection to be had by making the Drifter the star.

That said... I am SO looking forward to the Hex meeting the Drifter and dealing with just how weird and overpowered they are. The Drifter will still fit in tonally because Duviri made them a fellow tortured young adult struggling to fight apathy and despair, so they can meaningfully connect with the Hex on those mature wavelengths. But also - "Hi, I'm from the unfathomably distant future! I've got access to over 50 weird-as-hell mechsuits with powers you've never imagined, and I've mastercrafted hundreds of weapons into an arsenal that regularly decimates entire armies. I've also got lots of pet robots and beasts to help out. Also a giant skeletal mech. And a hoverboard. And a horse. And I've got my own handblast powers if need be. Oh, you're trying to survive against a techno-plague and a genocidal regime? Sure, how many hundreds do you need dead today?" This has potential to be the most bizarre OP Mary/Gary Stu reverse-isekai ever and I'm 1,000% here for it. The best part is, it's exactly what the Hex kinda need to start digging their way out of their horrible situation and coming to terms with their altered humanity.

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God (digital extremes) knew the power of piety (the hex friendship system) so he made the decision to limit its strength (one gift per day and a number cap on specific gifts) so I would not lose myself in my faith (give arthur one billion microwaves)

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been getting really into nuclear reactors lately

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Here, have a sweet baby gorl because I love her very very much. 🤲 I'll probably draw more of the Hex later on, heck, even other characters from the game. Warframe deserves so much love........ Why do I only have two damn hands.

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Can we take a second to address how horrifying the mourn watch specific mage ultimate is

You levitate and become a LIFE DEVORING ROOMBA

Even in a world where mages can regularly bash people with meteors that's not okay

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I think it says almost everything you need to know about varric that his reaction to the blackwall reveal is like... 'oh thank GOD you're a child murderer. for a hot second there I thought you were something much much worse' '.......like what' 'boring to me personally'

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No one is doing split sense of identity like my friend Ingellvar. Ingellvar knows the feeling of spirits and undead carrying them better than the warmth of any mother. Few Mourn Watchers ever leave the Necropolis. Ingellvar was made to leave — and when anyone talks about it, they say “it was decided” — for the first time since infancy one year ago. Just one year ago! The first thing they do is imprint on known scoundrel Varric Tethras, who names them “Rook” after they cheat at cards. They never learn how to swim. They learn to call spirits “demons.” They learn to joke, and start fights, and charm people with a roguish grin. They only ever go by “Rook.”

When they see Myrna again, the first thing she says is that they’ve done well. The second thing she says is “back straight.”

When Emmrich asks Rook what work took them so far away from the Necropolis, he notes that a young Watcher, Ingellvar, put a stop to the civil war through “unorthodox measures,” only when Rook prompts him. Rook says, “it was decided it might be best for that young Watcher to see the world.” Emmrich replies, “Say no more.” They don’t say any more. Emmrich never calls them Ingellvar. Rook never calls him Professor.

“You know you sound different when you talk Mourn Watch things? Way fancier,” says Harding, who has been traveling alongside Rook and Varric for that year. “I do no such- no I don’t,” answers Rook.

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well look who it is. my old friend. the conses of my quences.