#;off air [ooc]

[protovoxxed]

Fem!VHS for RAM stuff. I really like the idea of a housewife and a doll mixed together. I'll finish this later, but I wanted to draw the dress idea that was in my head.

Also, the other outfit with the details more drawn out.

[radiofreesanjak]

I have recently found myself speaking again to once-nobles and remembering interesting differences between us and our Karrakin neighbors, so in the interest of cultural exchange let me tell you this: On Sanjak we tell the story of Passacaglia differently. 

To those who grew up on the story as told by the ones who would make a great hero of the man, you'll recognize most of it, but I'd ask you to pay attention to the details of the story, and consider what we Sanjak see in it.

Once there was a man who lived in the shadow of a ruler. Like us, he was born ignoble, and like we once were, he was pledged to labor in that ruler's fields. He and his family would toil, day in and out, and produce great quantities of food that would be tithed to the man that owned his land and his pledge. One day he would unify the people and rule under the name Passacaglia, but before he was just a man who turned soil to wheat in the shadow of the great city Reis. 

But Reis was troubled: there were raiders at the borders, both the desperate and the spiteful, those left hungry by the tyrants in power and those sent by those same tyrants to bite at the heels of the one Passacaglia was pledged to. 

In those times, as now, it was common for those in power to look upon those below them and see them as things to be used. So too did Pasha Reis, the ruler of Reis, who looked upon Passacaglia's family and saw naught but serfs who could be traded for continued safety from the raiders who plagued his borders. A deal was struck: Passacaglia's family may be made fallow so that the peace can remain. 

The peace brought the deaths of twelve of his brothers over twelve years of fighting, as the tithe Passacaglia's family paid the nearby Pasha was repaid in silence. Bearing the grief of his brothers and the rage of his mothers, Passacaglia begged Pasha Reis for aid. He was refused. Another brother died. Passacaglia begged again, on both knees. He was refused. Another brother died. A third time, he groveled and cried for aid. He was refused. Another brother died.

Left then with nothing else to do, Passacaglia and his last remaining brother, Anaxandron, looked to the people of their commune and the great city they bordered, and then back to the lord who had left them for dead, and came up with a plan: Passacaglia would deny the tithe and take to the city to seek their aid, and Anaxandron would spread word of the dereliction of the Pasha from his duty. And so Passacaglia left for ancient Karrakis. 

He returned with a great many soldiers and a great many weapons to find the people of Reis turn coat to join under his banner. Anaxandron, who spoke of the cruelty and betrayal of the Pasha, had swayed the people of Reis, who had come to find that the true enemy is not the one outside their gates but the one above them. 

Stood by the throne of Reis, Passacaglia looked out. He saw the nature of the world around him as the Pasha once did. Reis is but a fragment of the whole world, its injustices a mirror to the injustices made manifest in Laurent, and Cosimo, and Dellamar. Across the surface of Karrakis, other families were made fallow, other brothers killed. His anger, once abated after the death of Pasha Reis, was ignited by the firebrand once again, and he pointed the people of Reis at the thrones of Laurent and Reis and Cosimo. Ahead of them, the words of Anaxandron, that those in power stayed in that place only for betrayal and violence, spread. The other great city-states of the melee fell as Reis did.

At the end of it all, Passacaglia stood in the ancient city Karrakis and looked upon the known world. He saw the people liberated, and saw the banner that they waved. He had been the tip of that spear, and he knew himself to be just, felt the Firebrand at one hand and the Titan at the other. Passacaglia looked up once again, to a higher throne even than Pasha Reis ever held, empty. The old rulers failed, he thought, but they did so because they had to compromise to the powers around them. Reis was threatened by Cosimo and so had to cede lives to maintain the peace. But Passacaglia thought that would have to bow to no one: he thought could bring justice and prosperity by his hand alone.  So the wheel turned: a tyrant replaced with a kinder tyrant. A revolution betrayed by the allure of power. One kind of oppression replaced by another.

We tell this story to our children as a lesson on the nature of change. It is not enough to rid the world of a tyrant only to replace them with a better one. The reign of Passacaglia and his progeny produced the reign of Tyrannus, which produced the system we fought so hard to overthrow. Only when the revolution seeks liberation for the people and not the elevation of a better tyrant can it end the cycle of violence that we live within. 

My mentor Ozia used to call him the Fool's revolutionary, but I think that pays too much disrespect to the Fool. Of all the Passions, the Fool teaches us humility, that we may look upon ourselves and see ourselves as fallible and capable of erring. Passacaglia learned no such lesson. In this way, he lives in the hearts of the nobility now: they do not see the error of putting power in the hands of a virtuous few. 

Consider this lesson carefully. When he stepped on the road to war, Passacaglia was told that the empire he would build would make monuments to his mothers and brothers from the ashes of other mothers and other brothers, and he would trade the families of others for the comfortable peace of empire. He chose to ascend to the throne regardless. Here I warn you now: this is the nature of all empire, and all revolutions like Passacaglia's. 

-Mistral

[extravagantliar]

alright. we already know I’ve said datv was woefully devoid of choice and I’ve said that it needs additional supporting dialogue- but why? Why they had ten years didn’t they? Well yes, and no. Development cycles are strange and I’m not in the business of games but in property development and hotels things come in phases on a very short timetable. Oh but Elisa, we have art from 2014 about datv. Cool, you know who else has art and a first draft? About ninety precent of things in the hopper ( my rough actually has two art pieces and I’ll be getting more before any other eyes dare to read it ). Things don’t have to be good to be on the development table, that’s why someone keeps getting book deals ( i hope that Englishwoman comes for me ).

they also fired half of their staff twice halfway through it. the drafts of datv to me are implicitly more entertaining and enticing.

[evilhasnever]

gonna be honest for a second fam, I think FJ is the biggest disappointment I’ve experienced from a piece of media since the ending of how I met your mother

[hellishvxbes]

On another a note— a PSA of sorts. I am going to be cleaning out followers.

Do me a favor and like this post if you wish to remain mutuals. If you feel you still want to interact. It’s nothing personal I just feel like there is a lot going on my dash that I can’t keep up with so 😅 I really wanna get back into the swing of things with Alastor but I wanna not get overwhelmed.

If I happen to unfollow and you wanna follow that that’s totes okay too. I am just trying to get more organized here on my end.

I want to set the expectations that I will not be fast in responses. My interests will change and I’ll flock to my multi or my Jax account.

I worry that because I’m not as quick as others it makes people less inclined to wanna interact which is totally fine. But if you press that like button then you are adhering to the expectation I am givin you right now. With my health being as it is, and having a life that doesn’t revolve around tumblr I genuinely just want to feel okay and not rushed when doing things.

[sonchiildren]

Beerus happens to be one of my favorite Dragonball characters and I fully ignore ANY of the dumb decisions the Super Anime made with his character at times.

[alastoria-the-radio-doe]

Fluffy doe in Winter. It's almost Sinsmas, you know.

As ever, artwork belongs to UsagiStar.

[nursewashing-a]

so many thoughts and feelings about anya's ptsd that i need to delve into... 👉👈

[a-hell-of-a-time]

((One more ooc for now with regards to Andrealphus and Mastermind:

Your muse is a-okay to hate the shit out of mine, and to give him shit ic. If it becomes too much for me, the mun, I will simply take breaks and step away! I am fully aware that rp'ing a villain comes with things I need to have a thicker skin for.

HOWEVER, if you wish to harm or kill Andrealphus, I firmly ask that you talk to me about it ooc first. (Yes this includes the anons I mentioned before)

Likewise, if your muse was not at the trial, they should NOT know that Andrealphus was lying/bullshitting his way around. They can, however, call him out on his behaviour and glee at seeing Stolas punished, but nothing more than that (because that gets into godmodding).

If your muse was at the trial, they have every right to be suspicious of Andrealphus and accuse him of shit, but just know that they are accusations that haven't been proven.

Likewise, I will not have my Andrealphus seriously harm/injure/kill your muse without explicit permission from you! However, if you choose to go antagonizing him, you WILL get some form of push back because he will not tolerate being disrespected. And since he now has Stolas's title, he is technically a prince and so his ego is more inflated. As a result he will especially not tolerate any sort of disrespect from your muse.

I think that covers all I wanted to say about the matter, but I may add to this post if anything else comes up.))

[altarfates]

I thought I was out of satosugu hell but then I heard this song and now I’m in hell.

[protovoxxed]

Fem VHS for RAM verse with a Valentino dress color variant.

[radiofreesanjak]

connection.find(omni_net)

connection established

user.id.password(Y/N)

(Y)

{password entered}

user verified - terminal-velocity-max

"Good time of day Mistral. Now that I'm out of the hospital and settled in I'd like to meet and talk. I believe I could be of help. Especially so with the Sand raiders.

Hope to use my skills for a worthy cause for once."

-Max

Omni traffic is thin right now, so feel free to come by the station. I'll leave the door unlocked for you.

-Mistral

$ setline busy >//[OMNIHOOK.LOCAL: The local administrative communications line has been set to busy. All traffic will be put on hold except for designated emergency codes.] @terminal-velocity-max

With a sigh, Mistral sets the line to busy on the comms panel and turns to the rest of the station. It's not quite a mess but a jumble in there, what was once a temporary building now turned into a combination communications hub and salvage station. Mistral— a short, dark-skinned person with cropped graying hair turned white at the temples— sits smoking at a desk held up in part by cinderblocks, wires from the comms station in a jumble across the ground leading to a door.

The rest of the room is a mess of parts: one wall piled high with old mech salvage, a wall of shelves with unlabeled polymer bins, one of which has "NO" written on the side and emits faint buzzing, some unfinished project left on a bench near the doorway. At the center of the room is the only organized spot in the sea of chaos: a pair of anachronistically fine armchairs set around a small table upon which a kettle and tea set collect dust.

There was a time Mistral wanted to organize this place enough to make it a respectable meeting spot, but that fight has been waged and lost. Besides, they know there's some book around here that talks about the necessity of shedding respectability in favor of the movement. They just wish, sometimes, that they could get a decent game of kapkat in without that subaltern stabbing a pool-noodle clad arm onto the table.

No use fixing it now. Mistral stabs the remaining stub of their cigarette into an overflowing ash tray left next to the omnihook and stands. They take the kettle in one hand and unlock the station door on the way past.

[quietlyblooms]

guess who has to make herself ready for a water park tomorrow :' )

[hellishvxbes]

Ultimately to beat duplicate anxiety you have to love yourself.

You can’t keep comparing yourself to others and before you say ‘but dia it’s not that easy’ no the fuck it isn’t.

I still deal with it. But it is an issue within ourselves that we ultimately have to deal with.

Abandonment ? Been there. Being replaced for someone else with the same muse? Been there.

It’s gonna happen though. And when it does, collectively and disrespectfully fuck them. They don’t matter. They weren’t real ones. You try again.

There’s always gonna be someone who is willing to stick with you.

And I’ll say that having affiliates and mains, shipping exclusively definitely does not help with it because how many times have you looked at a blog, saw they have a main muse for their ship and didn’t approach them because they were already ‘taken’?

I have. We don’t make it easy. We all have unique versions of our muse. But we still feel out of sorts, especially when someone new comes and they’ve got fancy graphics and a whole lot of flash.

Don’t get discouraged. You gotta learn that you’re okay just as you are. There’s so many of each muse I can barely keep up, but I think that’s the beauty of such a large fandom. There’s so much to choose from.

I don’t mind being on ones affiliates page, but I don’t keep one myself. I’ll go as far as mains, but I won’t be exclusive. I want to remain as open as I can, though ppl who are my friends, do take priority. Because we talk everyday, we plot, we have things going on.

But at the end of the day, you make a lot of friends with the ppl who write the same muse as you. It’s fun to see wha you can come up with. Hell, the Jax’s over in the tadc fandom are getting our own jackets. We all love a bunny.

It doesn’t have to be a competition.

[cxpperhead]

I just got a recommended video on youtube about A.lien: I.solation and it gave me some real Copperhead vibes and how horrifying dealing with him would be.

[smiling-cervidae]

// y'all, I'm so sorry I just vanished off the face of the earth, I had a major mental health collapse and abandoned all my Hazbin blogs for a few weeks- I'll get back to those things I stopped responding to, again I'm so sorry-