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"That is indeed how it is," his tone lilts into disregard, into disappointment for the briefest of moments. "I don't mind figuring this out in my head... but you do have a point. I don't need to be the one who figures it out. If one of those misery-obsessed humans need me, then they will find me. I have no reason to chase."

a pause, consideration for a split second.

"Would you like something to eat? I'm not being a very good host right now, and for that you may choose to forgive the slight." it would not do to treat mother nature herself with such disgrace.

Ah, that is the question, isn't it?

"Your respect is noted," she replies politely, bearing her usual cold regality. "These are indeed important questions. How fortunate, then, that you need not bear the burden or responsibility of figuring the answer."

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Fang Yilun (方逸伦) / Alen Fang - Han Chinese

as Yu Shisan in A Journey to Love (一念关山)

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Fang Yilun (方逸伦) / Alen Fang - Han Chinese

as Yu Shisan in A Journey to Love (一念关山)

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fc: Fang Yilun (方逸伦) / Alen Fang

ethnicity: Han Chinese

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MIKE sees such terrible tidings. Such terrible horrible colors of red dripping , teeming, boiling, roiling, molten. Quinn for all his grandeur seems larger than usual. In the sort of his presence looms. Stars and stardust threatening to spill from him even as arks of celestial lightning play between the masses of nebulous glow and glances of shimmering scars. Only for small flickers of thin almost spiderweb like strings some lax, some pulled taught to flicker in and out of view. Every twitch getting a new glitter and gleam from the infinite web.

The only way he could describe it was like looking at the night sky being condensed down into a too small shape. All while sitting among red and webs.

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[[ 24 and 33 for difficult questions! ]]

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24. How do you feel about tears? Are they cowardly and weak? Do you cry? Would you consider that shameful?

"Tears are not weak, nor cowardly. Everyone sheds them from time to time, but... I have no need to cry. I have no need to grieve. What would a god of death have to grieve?"

33. If you could wipe certain memories from your head, would you? Why would you? What memories?

"Oh, I wouldn't. If they disappear from my mind, then they're gone for good, sadly. Let's not have that happen."

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Have you ever gotten sheer joy out of hurting someone else, either physically or mentally? To whom and why? Did it scare you?

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"Sheer joy? Who do you take me for?"

The winged being scoffs; it doesn't know how to react to being asked such a question. After all, things like this are... complicated. It supposes that was the point of the matter, to be complicated.

"Perhaps... not joy, but satisfaction."

It thinks for a moment about a time it would much rather forget. About war, and bloodshed, and loss. About rage. It thinks about the pain, about seeing the faces of those that were sent to hunt it down and kill anyone who stood in their way to get to it. After all, it was less than a person. It was barely a person to them. It was just a means to an end. It needed to be brought back to the scene of the crime.

"They - the last group of Judicators, that is - deserved what they got coming to them. And they lost their biggest pieces. Why don't you ask Amarin what it's like, being the last one standing, after sending an army after me and those that I love? And not because he won. Because I let him live."

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Quinn's parents that he knows nothing about, coming right up!

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Kintsukuroi

He never knew what this felt like. 

The agonizing meltdown of everything you’ve done. The people you’ve seen, the conversations you’ve had, the things you’ve eaten. Everything just kind of shows up whenever you’re on death’s door. 

But he wouldn’t say it’s like your life flashing before your eyes. No. It’s more like realizing that you did nothing useful with your life, and yet, now you still can do nothing useful. It’s a pain worse than death, and you’re already fucking dying.

It’s a shuddering breath in, and he spits out onto the ground what feels like burning light and ozone itself, singing and crackling onto the grass and mud around him. Ah, that’s right, it’s raining, because why fucking wouldn’t it be? What fucking cliche nonsense is this?! He’s dying! This isn’t a fucking TV series! He struggles to get to his feet, only to be kicked down by the person who has found a way to kill him, and is succeeding on making sure he’s not getting away from this end.

End.

End.

That’s what he’ll do after he gets away from this.

The lights under his skin start to flare and brighten and cracks start to form underneath his usual projection, letting lightning and light fizzle and try to let him turn into something else to try and escape into nothingness and return to the air. But instead, a sword filled with magic that binds his lightning to him just long enough for him to feel his own lightning pulse through him, which causes him to reaction violently from the sudden utter horrible pain.

And then the sword pierces what keeps him alive.

It goes black.

The next thing he knows, he’s waking up next to Amarin, groggy and dazed.

He lifts his hand…

…why is there blue lightning cracks along his skin?

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Quinn tries to avoid talking to children, due to trauma from losing his own daughter, but on the off chance that a child does talk to him, he’s not going to flinch away or run. He might be quieter than normal or more reserved, but he won’t be the type to run. If anything, someone who is used to him being brash and snickering might notice that he almost becomes… fatherly, instinctively.

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If you were a Deity, what would be your Domain?

Trickery and Darkness

You are the divine incarnation of darkness, trickery, and deceit, and of all things concealed and impermissible. You lurk in those deep-delved and far-flung places beyond the reach of inquisitive minds and prying eyes, and you shelter outsiders and empower those forced to dwell in the shadows. Mortals often spurn you or brand you as an evil deity due to your association with criminals and plotters; however, it would be more truthful to say you represent a natural antithesis to the status quo. Those who most revere you—thieves, revolutionaries, forbidden cults, and secret societies—merely seek to challenge the established order and reveal its cruel imperfections. Your mythological equivalents are Greece’s Nyx and Hermes, Scandinavia’s Loki, Eurasia’s Veles, and the Navajo’s Coyote.

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pirate, knight, cowboy, or vampire coded?

VAMPIRE

oh, how it feels to hold a life in your hands without an ounce of bias. you cannot miss what you do not lack. sometimes, you press your ear against a fragile chest, listening to the tender thrum of a heartbeat. no one appreciates life like one who does not have it.

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// Due to a sudden and quite frankly, now that I’m looking at it, not at all shocking development on Discord with Quinn and being called a few too many times by his original name by Amarin, Quinn’s original name is considered his dead name to him and not just a hidden name, thus why not even Perseus mentions it and literally just calls him Quinn, even if the man is aggravating or annoying, because it’s respect for a name and a person. He considers himself “Quinn” and that’s that to him.

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Which tarot card are you?

The Chariot

You like to be in control and hate to see things stagnate. You need to be constantly moving, or at least constantly planning how to get ahead. When things start to slow down, you’ll find a way to get them moving and shaking again! You’re very goal-oriented, and you’ll reach them, too — as long as you stay focused. You’ve got a strong competitive urge and you like to come out on top. You’re certainly not backward about coming forward!

You’re often at your best when you have to assert yourself and take charge of the situation. You’re confident in expressing your needs to others, for you know that no man is an island and you can’t do everything by yourself. You have faith in your capabilities, and you know who you are and what you want. You’re determined and assertive, but you need to watch that this assertiveness doesn’t come on too strong. Many people don’t know what to do with someone who is direct and truthful!

Like everyone else, you have your faults, and there are times when your life seems to spin out of control. In an effort to find some kind of balance again, sometimes you take too much control, coming across as aggressive and bossy. You cannot control everything, and at times like this, you have to prioritize and pick your battles wisely. You don’t have to be in control of everything, and often it’s best not to be. It gives others a chance to grow and to learn things that will enhance their own lives.

tagged by: @eternitycyber (thank you!) tagging: @cosmicstardreamer @crownburned @celestialshifter + steal it from me?

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"I simply ask because I wonder if there's anything that can be done, anymore. If they're beyond saving, or if it's just the stragglers making it awful for everyone else. Brainwashing the masses, making them amplify their IMPULSIVE thoughts. I can't help but wonder," it purses its lips, only to shake its head absently. "I wonder if there's anything left to save. Respectfully."

" ...not until recently." a long, weighty pause. "humans have that distinct honor at the moment, for reasons i do not think need explaining. why do you ask?"

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How do you deny your end?

made yourself immortal, but at what cost?

the years pass. people come. people go. 

you’ve had people ask you from time to time if you regret it, if you regret making yourself able to reject death at every turn. you just blink, and ask them why they want to know. it always makes them turn away the conversation. that isn’t to say you regret it. 

but sometimes, it’s lonely. 

sometimes, knowing that you’ll outlive the entire world, it’s a weight on your shoulders. not to mention what you had to do in order to become this way. but you don’t talk about that. all that people need to know is that at the end of the day, everything must end. you just made sure you’ll see that everything does before you.

tagging: @turnecoat​ @eternitycyber​ @cosmicstardreamer​ @crownburned​ @celestialshifter​ @dragonskxn​ @thorrned​ / @magickedhat​

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Public Knowledge

If your muse is well rounded and connected enough to know of Quinn’s name, in whatever form the name takes ─ rumor to shady businessman to entrepreneur to “artist”, then they’d probably also hear some, if not all, of the things that come with hearing of the things that come with his deals as well. The words of caution from disgruntled old dealings, and the words of what he does to those who take his deals… and of course, the slander and libel from those on high. 

The basic knowledge that comes from hearing his name is, of course, that he’s a businessman, through and through. Somehow, despite claiming to not have any modern currencies of any planet he visits, he is capable of giving just about anything that the person he makes a deal with wishes. Another note that will be immediately and readily available through information, if not through old deals themselves, but through old files, is that he is one hell of a charismatic person, to a point that he knows exactly how to talk to even concepts that rule over reality and get them to bend the knee for him. Thus, his god complex is also public knowledge.

Slightly deeper knowledge, though not by much, is some of the slander and libel. People of all kinds, both on high, through the stars and on planets, will claim that he is cutthroat and ruthless, taking and taking for his own benefit, never thinking of anyone else, and being without question insatiably selfish. Some will bring up that he is capable of manipulation unheard of, twisting your words and making you dance for his own amusement until he gets bored and then throwing you away to the wolves. Others will tell you that he is a fickle self proclaimed god of death who loves to see if people will get desperate enough to beg at his feet for mercy he will never give. Of course, whether or not your muse believes these words, as they are relatively common through spaces where Quinn’s name or titles are spoken, is entirely up to them.

A little deeper are the people who have actually made good deals with him. They may be a little less inclined to talk about their deal, out of courtesy to Quinn and their arrangement (and also probably because of what they asked for) but they may claim that he was incredibly patient. That he was incredibly understanding and sincere. That he listened to their plight. That he wanted to hear them out. That he only wanted the best for them. Other deals across many planets will do this, across many different species, but not all species will talk openly about their deals. Some will get defensive, some will get angry, some will be happy to talk, some might claim they know nothing about this Quinn individual you speak of. 

But as for anything deeper than that? Hah, good luck.