#˒ *｡:･ ( mobile ) *･ﾟ✧ ⎸ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝙻𝙾𝚂𝚃.

[stillsolo]

okay, so. now that my laptop's dead, 'm gonna write replies mostly on the phone and edit + format on Ol' Reliable ( desktop lol ). i tried using my old 2014 laptop that i use for skype/disco + as a youtube machine and it nearly crapped itself when i tried opening more than one window 💀 guess i'll be out of a laptop until maybe nov when it's black friday? not sure yet. i need to replace it for my work but laptops have gotten crazy expensive, so i gotta shop around and eyeball prices rip anyway, sorry for the inconvenience!!!

[skysaunter]

icb cal rebelled against his dad so hard that he unfollowed twice @tapalslegacy

[stillsolo]

just thinking about how great it is that my muse ( and actor !!! ) canonically hates nazis and spent much of his life directly fighting against them and their lingering ideology xoxo

[stillsolo]

note to self: need to make cyberpunk 2077 verse

[stillsolo]

so disney cancelled lando's spinoff show and i gotta say, after four years of silence and enduring movie rumors floating about for like 2 seconds, i'm just glad they outright confirmed the cancellation of the series. ... and yet here i am a week later, still gloomy as hell about it lol i mean, han's beloved lando (@charley!!) moved on from the swrpc years ago, but man. kinda sad i haven't seen an indie / dedicated lando blog in years??

[stillsolo]

i've been listening to mass effect playthroughs while working and it's making me crave mass effect threads 😭

[stillsolo]

someone instantly blocked me when I told them I'm not okay with them godmodding my muse's thoughts and feelings towards their muse. like, buddy, you can't dictate my muse. that is legit goddmodding. I don't care if that's part of your bio / muse lore. this is extremely basic rp etiquette. and it's funny because the second I had an issue with them, they started telling me they wanted to leave the community (again). okay, I'm genuinely sorry you feel that way, but if you didn't try forcing me to change my muse's thoughts & feelings towards your muse, like ... ? idk man. I have whiplash at this point. I'm so glad I have receipts out the wazoo and i know nothing I said was out of line. people are entitled and not afraid to manipulate you.

[skysaunter]

i send ONE lil itty bitty totally harmless evil boop and @spokewar destroys my notifications for it

[stillsolo]

       new tag dump — !

 ˒ *｡:･ 001 :  (  v : main  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙶𝙾 𝙰𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳‚ 𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙼𝙴.

˒ *｡:･ 002 :  (  v : ANH  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙸’𝙼 𝙸𝙽 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚈.

˒ *｡:･ 003 :  (  v : ESB  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝙳𝙳𝚂.

˒ *｡:･ 004 :  (  v : ROTJ  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙾 𝙶𝙻𝙾𝚁𝚈.

˒ *｡:･ 005 :  (  au : dr. solo  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃𝚄𝙽𝙴 & 𝙶𝙻𝙾𝚁𝚈‚ 𝙺𝙸𝙳‚ 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃𝚄𝙽𝙴 & 𝙶𝙻𝙾𝚁𝚈.

˒ *｡:･ 006 :  (  au : warframe  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚁-𝙶𝙾𝙳𝚂‚ 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙻 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙵𝚄𝚁𝚈.

˒ *｡:･ 007 :  (  au : blade runner  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚄𝙽𝙸𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙻?

˒ *｡:･ 008 :  (  au : mass effect  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝙷𝙸𝙶𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂.

˒ *｡:･ 009 :  (  au : underbelly  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝚂𝙼𝚄𝙶𝙶𝙻𝙴𝚁’𝚂 𝙶𝙰𝙼𝙱𝙸𝚃.

˒ *｡:･ 010 :  (  au : exodus  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚂𝙾𝙻𝙾: 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁.

˒ *｡:･ 011 :  (  au : imperial  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙱𝙾𝙳𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙶𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚇𝚈.

˒ *｡:･ 012 :  (  au : prequels  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙸𝙵 𝚃𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝙰 𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴‚ 𝙸𝚃’𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙱𝙰𝙱𝙻𝚈 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙴.

˒ *｡:･ 013 :  (  v : modern  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙸𝚃’𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚈𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚂‚ 𝙸𝚃’𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙶𝙴.

˒ *｡:･ 014 :  (  v : semi-modern  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙼𝙰𝙲𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙾𝚂𝙼𝚂.

˒ *｡:･ 015 :  (  v : coda  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙾𝙶𝚄𝙴.

˒ *｡:･ 𝙱𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁’𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝚃 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙽 𝚃𝙾  —   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ (  queue  )

˒ *｡:･ 𝙸 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃‚ 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙰 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳  —   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ (  starter  ) 

˒ *｡:･ 𝚈’𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆‚ 𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝙶𝙰𝙼𝙱𝙻𝙴𝚁 𝙸 𝙺𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝙰 𝚂𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶  —   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ (  psa  )

˒ *｡:･ visage.  (  solo  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙰.

˒ *｡:･ (  hc  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙾𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂‚ 𝙶𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚁𝙾𝙳.

˒ *｡:･ (  anon  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃’𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙶𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙰 𝙳𝙾‚ 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷?

˒ *｡:･ (  answered  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽’ 𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴‚ 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸 𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙳𝙾𝙽’𝚃.

˒ *｡:･ (  dash game  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃𝚄𝙽𝙴 𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙾𝙻𝙳‚ 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸’𝙼 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽’ 𝙻𝚄𝙲𝙺𝚈.

˒ *｡:･ (  meme  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙱𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙰𝙽𝚈𝚆𝙰𝚈.

˒ *｡:･ (  save  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙸 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚂𝙴𝙴 𝙼𝚈𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙵 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺.

˒ *｡:･ (  crack  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙸 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙻𝙰���𝙽 𝙼𝚈𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙵—𝙸𝚃’𝚂 𝙰 𝙱𝙰𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝙱𝙸𝚃.

˒ *｡:･ (  hanluke  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚄𝙽‚ 𝙸 𝙰𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻 𝙼𝙾𝙾𝙽.

˒ *｡:･ (  hando  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙻𝙾𝚈𝙰𝙻𝚃𝚈 𝙸𝚂 𝙰 𝚂𝙼𝚄𝙶𝙶𝙻𝙴𝚁’𝚂 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝚅𝙸𝙲𝙴.

˒ *｡:･ (  hanjyn  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝙰 𝙳𝚄𝙼𝙿𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙴.

˒ *｡:･ (  hanleia  )   *･ﾟ✧   ⎸ 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙼𝙴 ’𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙸’𝙼 𝙰 𝚂𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙻.

[stillsolo]

wait wait i'll be booping on anakin + luke on @skysaunter bc i got all my badges on han 😎 let's boop there!!!

back to aggressively booping everyone i love

[stillsolo]

             𝚂𝙾 ,  𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙽𝙾  𝙾𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙳  𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽  𝙰  𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺  𝙳𝙴𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙴𝙳  𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚁𝙴𝙻𝚈  𝙱𝚈  𝚂𝚄𝙱𝙹𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴  𝙾𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 ,   which sprang from individual experiences and an arbitrary kind of goodwill that shifted depending on who happened to call the shots at the moment.  their name might conjure an image of some united force of incomprehensibly powerful beings, but from where han stood, it seemed like each one played by their own rules. and from teshin’s painstakingly careful selection of words, han figured the tenno likely fit squarely into a category he liked to call the ‘ruthlessly vindictive.’

the sort of folks who latched onto grudges like a starving razor-hound with a bone. whether you had stepped on their boots or killed their brother didn’t matter, they would file it away, simmer on it, and by the time you moved on and set the whole thing behind you, they found a way to make you pay double…  or maybe that was just first-hand experience rearing its ugly head again.

han scowled.  great.  nice to know he had potentially racked up debts with not just one, but two biomechanical constructs with enough technological firepower to wipe out entire platoons of heavily armed soldiers without so much as breaking a figurative sweat. wonderful.    just the kind of nightmarish scenario han didn’t need yet somehow always found himself neck-deep in.

not to mention, teshin hadn’t answered the question.  instead, he took a long, winding verbal road that managed to evade what han wanted most: clarity. the information about trinity stuck with him, though, even if it hadn’t been what he asked for and only served to further bewilder him.  first and foremost a healer, huh?  she’s what constituted a healer around these parts?  because han would’ve wagered trinity’s little performance was assassin droid-level expertise, or at least software engineered solely for the rigors of warfare… no healer carried themselves like that.  but sure, healer.

             ���lead the way, mister uh—teshin, sir.❞    han gestured forward despite wanting to say they’d already trekked a considerable distance, and unless teshin also wanted him six feet under by the end of this nightmarish ordeal, they ought to find food and water—and fast.  he’d already done what he knew was a bad idea from the start.  sure, he wasn’t stupid enough to drink untreated river water from an alien world, no matter how crystal-clear it looked, but he had nonetheless scooped up a handful, let it slosh around in his mouth for a solid three seconds, and then promptly spat it out.  the mineral flavor hit him harder than he’d expected, but he figured it beat the hell out of instant death—or a mouthful of lethally corrosive liquid.

❝guess i’d know a thing or two about that.  poor choices,❞ the captain later added through clenched teeth, his words jagged and tight, meant to pass as casual conversation and missing the mark by several visvias as he tried, and failed, to wring out freezing river water from the shredded tunic barely clinging to his body.  ❝made more than a few bad calls in my time, stuff that came back around to bite me good.  but you learn quick when you’re young.  ’bet i don’t look it now…❞  he grimaced, picking at a muddy, frayed piece of fabric stuck to his exposed shoulder with shaking hands.  ❝but i prefer keepin’ my nose out of trouble.  ’s just that trouble’s got a funny way of findin’ me—❞

han halted mid-step, a motion so instinctive his mind raced to register that strange, swaying feeling underfoot—the same off-kilter sensation he’d felt earlier when teshin had raised a hand in that overly-calm yet precise way to hold position.  the following tremor was unmistakable, reverberating through the ground in a fast-paced rhythm too much like a drumbeat than anything natural, each distant thud pounding deep in han’s chest like a muffled hammer. the captain threw tenshin a wide-eyed glance.

whatever had caused those tremors before had returned—sans artillery fire—and han didn’t need teshin’s mystical warrior senses to know that anything capable of making the ground and the thick alien vegetation around them shake like that, wasn’t the sort of thing you wanted to cross paths with.              ❝kest,❞ han muttered under his breath before grabbing at his abdomen, his face contorting into a wince as the high-stress atmosphere combined with the gnawing hunger pangs began twisting his insides. ❝now what?❞

Trust. It felt like the wrong word, or perhaps a misinterpreted one. He forgives quite easily that this stranger did not understand the totality of the statement. Teshin could rely upon a Tenno's aid should the Lotus decide that his word is one that their actions were justified to follow, but, outside of her word and her's alone? It was a gamble to think that the Tenno and their Warframes would do anything that did not directly and immediately benefit their efforts. That, the idea of instant gratification, was something that he could trust.

Make it worth their while and they would walk headlong into a fortified barrack of Grineer soldiers despite being outnumbered, outgunned, and for nothing more than the prize at the end of their gore covered rainbow.

"Faith in their actions is heavily dependent upon which Tenno you choose to accomplish a task. Like anything, if you make a poor choice, it will come back to haunt you," he comments as if the knowledge were nothing more than common. "This Trinity, she is an expert in her field. Oftentimes sidelined she does her job and does not stray from her path. Despite the violence you saw from her, she is first and foremost, a healer."

Teshin comes to a pause and holds a hand out for Han to stop, a distant rumble in the soil disturbing the otherwise stilled waters about them. Han cannot see how the Dax now frowns. With the rising sun there were a plethora of other dangers that would accompany the warming rays; they needed to get up in the air and sometime soon if it could be helped. Teshin hadn't personally been witness to the towering metal monsters that the Grineer had so accurately designated as Thumpers, but if word of mouth meant anything, he wasn't keen on changing that.

Waiting just long enough for the distant trembling to be marked by the tell tale sign of booming artillery fire, he gestures for Han to continue onward behind him. If the machine was already occupied- likely with a Tenno assailant, then there was no better time to be on the move. All they needed was to reach the crest of a hill and his Cephalon could do the rest, but that alone possessed some inherent dangers.

Stepping further through the stream Teshin does eventually guide them towards a worn animal path at the edge of the water. He hadn't been one to wander the plains but if intuition meant anything, the signs of life meant they had found a place away from the endless violence begot by Grineer stupidity.

As they walk on the sun finally hits a crest over the hills in the distance, embracing the landscape in warm hues. They were running out of time. Teshin as the ever relentless guide he has become listens keen for any sign of Grineer patrols before taking Han up the side of a short incline. It plateaus out and puts on display the stretch of relatively flat grasslands. Out in the far distance a glimmering tower stands proud amidst the lapping waters of a gentle sea.

"Vull, mark my coordinates, keep the ship cloaked," he speaks to no one. In their basking of the sunbeams he has settled a hand upon the hilt of a twin blade, a preemptive measure. "Keep your head on a swivel, Han Solo. We are nearly to safety."