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Yea, it’s real! My mama made it real a loooong time ago! Do you wanna be a magical boy?
cool news, anime is real!
less cool news, it’s madoka magica. madoka magica is real.
Oh fuck-
#(ooc) madoka magica has somehow become a major part of the lore .#the lords' grandma started the meguca system cause shes from an old reality that succumbed to entropy#ofc you dont have to use the same lore weve been using but. yeag
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ꕥ — WELCOME TO MARE COSMIA, KIANA KASLANA. 🌗
ꕥ — OOC INFORMATION;
name / alias: Mikey age: 27 pronouns: he/him ooc contact: @4everfall4ever other characters in xc: None
ꕥ — IC INFORMATION;
name: Kiana Kaslana age: 19 pronouns: She/They series: Honkai Impact 3rd canon point: Latest chapter
app triggers: Youths in dangerous positions, war, death, experimentation, PTSD, depression, suicidal ideation.
personality:
YOUR IDEALS CAN NEVER BE REALIZED. BECAUSE THIS WORLD.. HAS ALWAYS BEEN UGLY.
. . .
“You’re wrong! It sure ain’t all sunshine and rainbows, but there are people who taught me to never give up. They’ve been guiding me, and showing me all of the beautiful things in the world. I love them, and I love what they love. We’re connected by this sword. It will burn up the darkness, to make way for the light! This will be our path forward!”
Kiana Kaslana was the sort of tragically pained and scarred girl, who hid such terrible truths behind a deceptively blissful smile. The sort of girl who would try and carry the weight of a world upon her shoulder until it broke her, even should it risk to kill her. Self-loathing and guilt plagued her due to the nature of her existence, the circumstances of her birth. Walking around like a ticking time bomb… a husk of a human, dread had made a permanent home within her. She walked the world fearful of her own self, keeping it all far beyond arm’s reach. Indeed, that bright smile, beaming heroism, and burden of responsibility concealed a dark turmoil.
So much has changed over the years.
She's come to take more mature and confident steps into the future, fully accepting her situation and the power she has been entrusted with, but it's a never ending journey, isn't it? When free of those angsting worries, she's a playful young lady, often up to some kind of mischief or another. Social, brave, and full of vigor, you can find her thriving out in the world when the pressure of reality doesn't test her. And when it does? She meets the challenge head on, and shines bright as a shooting star to show the world the warmth of every heart. For the sake of everything beautiful in the world, she’ll take up gun, blade, and whatever other means of fighting that can grab a hold of. It’s not a burden, either… her positive outlook allows this to be a privilege; the chance to write a happy ending.
something your muse struggles with: Restraint.
your muse’s greatest strength: Fighting spirit.
history / background:
Pre-Phase 1:
Kiana Kaslana… in truth, K423. The 423rd clone of the original Kiana, and the bearer of the cursed core of the being known as Void Herrscher. Herrschers are calamitous beings, a violent mixture of mortal and concept… soaked in the Houkai’s desire to bring about entropy to all life via Honkai Impacts, or Eruptions. Her “father”, Siegfried Kaslana, stole her away from the scientists at an organization called Shicksal, thinking her to be the original. After finding out the truth, he kept her at a distance knowing that she was in fact a capsule for Sirin’s consciousness, and a vessel for the HoV’s core. Neither of these indicated, by any means, that she was his true daughter. Eventually, over time, the distance closed between them and a father-daughter relationship was formed until the core inside of Kiana erupted time, and time again in order to lash out and kill Sigfried. At the end of their time together, he left her side and swore to watch from afar instead. So, she led her own life, finding her way to the city of Nagazora where she made her first friends in her lonely life, and eventually… to the true beginning of her tragic epic as a Valkyrie, in St. Freya’s Academy, and ironically as a member of Shicksal.
Phase 1 ( ch 1-9 ):
Kiana lived a peaceful life, training to become a strong Valkyrie just like her mother, Cecilia, whom she had heard countless stories of heroism from her father. At this time, things were sweet and simple, albeit a bit dangerous. She knew little about the true nature of her existence as a clone, though certainly understood the danger lurking within her.
The awakening of a Herrscher is absolutely disastrous, a tragedy she knows well… so, as a part of her duty as a Valkyrie, she sets out to suppress one such threat known as Wendy… and ultimately, had to put down that friend.
After complicated revelations and discoveries about the muddled influence of her own persona, and Sirin’s influence, she is kidnapped by the very organization she thought she had been working for! The leader of Shicksal ( Otto ) captured her with the help of an undercover agent known as Fu Hua, and then began to use her in order to awaken the being lying “dormant” within: Sirin. All this, of course, to try and resurrect a long lost love. This, unfortunately, backfired… and the Herrscher of the Void was truly, finally awakened, creating this world’s 3rd Honkai Impact.
This tragedy rent the earth asunder with chaos, Honkai Beasts summoned at practically every corner of the world. In truth, the Void Herrscher’s threat was great… and Kiana was forced to take a back seat as she lost control of her body, and watched as the world and her friends suffered. Eventually, she was saved from the Houkai’s influence -- but at the cost of her teacher’s life, a mother figure known as Himeko. It was at this moment that seeds of self-loathing and hate began to bloom and shroud her heart.
Phase 2 ( ch 9EX - 28 ):
For months, she wandered alone in a self-imposed exile, constantly fighting the endless attempts of brainwashing from the HoV within her. Constantly, their destructive and genocidal will clawed and tormented Kiana in order to regain control of the vessel. At a point, she is nearly driven to madness and suicide, until Fu Hua arrived to subdue the Herrscher’s influence.
With Fu Hua’s help, thanks to the special function of something known as a Divine Key, she is able to reside within Kiana in a similar fashion as the Herrscher’s persona. Thus, in this way, she trains Kiana how to control the Honkai energy within her. Unfortunately, the toll taken on her body remains a dire issue, even if Kiana can utilize the energy poisoning her and threatening to overtake her will.
After absorbing the Honkai energy of a bomb threatening the city she had exiled herself to, and then sworn to protect after claiming ownership and giving meaning to her tragic lot in life, this direness only grows. Following the self-sacrifice, she’s abducted by Shicksal once more before escaping from the invading forces of a competing organization known as the World Serpent.
It’s here that she once again runs away, and exiles her to the abandoned city that had been ruined by a previous Eruption… the city she had grown up in after being abandoned by Sigfried, and the city where she had met her only friends. In this fateful city, she ends up once again moving to sacrifice herself in order to absorb another Honkai threat despite knowing she had a mere 2 months to live. Before she could act upon her lack of self-worth and preservation, her hero-complex was thwarted by one of her most beloved friends, “Mei Raiden”. The two face off in a battle between Herrschers, parting ways after Mei accomplishes what she had set out to do… sparing Kiana from self-sacrifice, for now.
Then we see Kiana, she’s gone to Fu Hua’s old home in order to learn how to better control her Herrscher powers. Eventually she masters the martial art Edge of Taixuan in order to wrest better control of her Honkai energy, and direct it into an offensive attack.
Then it’s on to the battle against a Herrscher known as the Herrscher of Dominance, a hive minded god that seeks to dominate and crush humanity with despair. This is the ultimate test for Kiana’s growth as it has her face the Herrscher of the Void within her, come to terms with her mentor’s death, and to defeat the overwhelming force of the Herrscher of Domination. Valiantly she took on the torch that Himeko had passed to her, and unites the Honkai gems of her allies to overcome the odds and defeat the Herrscher of Dominance. Kiana Kaslana, now the Herrscher of Flamescion, emerges with a renewed determination and maturity. Finally, she can move onward towards building a future for the beautiful world around them.
A time anomaly in Kolestein, a mysterious plot being hatched by the Overseer Otto - the one who had created Kiana to begin with. These are things that must be faced, and face them do the young Herrschers. Over five hundred years of planning, culminating in one final end to his schemes. In the end, Otto is defeated, but his goal is achieved. Unbeknownst to Kiana and the others, he manages to create a new past… one where the love of his life, his dearest friend, lives.
Phase 3 ( 29 - ongoing ):
Secrets are revealed in the discovery of Kevin’s ultimate plan: the Stigma Project. In order to save the world from a recurring act of the universal law of Finality ( essentially an ultimate, unstoppable end. A universal demise before being reborn. ) Kevin forces the Earth into a dream realm, free of worry, but also sheltered from reality. Currently she is working together with the other Valkyries, as well as her newly liberated father. Sweetly, a reunion has occurred between herself, the original Kiana Kaslana, and their papa Siegfried. All that remains is to fight against Kevin’s plot, and take control of Finality.
Tldr: Young girl grows up with a monstrous, world-ending threat living inside of her. Many forces work to kill her, or to use her, and she - as a vessel for this horridness - has to watch from a back seat as that power causes unimaginable suffering and loss, killing people she loves and threatening to do the same to all of existence. Her journey has been one of acceptance of her burden, and a struggle to control it and succeed against the Herrscher’s will. Beyond that, it’s a matter of fighting for all that is beautiful in the world, protecting it no matter what.
powers / abilities:
Core of the Void: Kiana can alter the space and time around her, creating portals, teleporting herself, creating gravitational vortexes, summoning void spears, and causing time dilation effects. Very neat. (The Core of the Void also houses the persona known as Sirin. A vile, sadistic entity beaten into submission… for the time being.)
Core of Flamescion: As the name suggests, she can create fire and manipulate it! Whether its in small ways as lighting a torch, or rendering her foes asunder with a blast of fire, she’s got it covered.
Gem of Serenity: The Gem of serenity is an object embedded into her body which grants a ludicrous amount of bodily regeneration. It’s one of the only reasons she has been able to get back up and fight, over and over again.
Core of Reason*: Allows the wielder to recreate anything the user fully understands, such as a gun or a sword. Requires deep knowledge of the object.
Core of Sentience*: Ability to manipulate minds and create illusions.
Finality: Kiana’s ultimate form which forms the basis which all other Herrschers are born from. Mainly, this form includes every other Core and develops the manipulation of Time. There’s also telepathy! ( Cannot be gained without achieving all other points of progression. )
inherent abilities:
Herrscher Vessel: When Kiana gains access to Honkai Gems, Cores, and other keys to Honkai powers, she is able to claim authority over their respective realms of influence. Also, her form may change depending on the gems being used.( Gems / Cores noted with a * indicate limited authority. )
Martial Prowess: Trained as a Valkyrie from a young age, Kiana is an expert fighter with peak reaction and agility. When bolstered by Honkai she is also very strong!
Taixuan Eminece: Along with her martial skills, she has been taught the ways of Mental Fortitude. Having learned to manage and balance chaotic forces within her own very being, she is quite skilled in honing her mentality and other foreign forces that might affect her psychological and emotional state of being. Though… her brash and emotional nature can sometimes impede this.
Good aim: An excellent shot with handguns specifically. Very dexterous in general.
items / weapons:
Twin Guns: Even if they change form depending on her Herrscher form, Kiana always has a set of twin guns in her possession.
Himeko’s Sword: An heirloom and a passed torch. This greatsword also can serve as a host for the Cores and Gems that make up her Herrscher of Flamescion form.
starting ability: Core of Flamescion starting item: Himeko’s Sword
extra: um watch honkai impact animations <3
discord id: kkfinality
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Long-Term, Literate, Original Roleplay Wanted - Remember the Pride You Lost So Long Ago…Third Time's the Charm?
(Copied from my old ad. #Honesty)
Trying this again...
Currently Craving: Some kind of m//, slice of life, best friend drama and fluff. I have a character in mind for this that needs attention. - This is usually always true. XP! Okay! I feel like I’m horrible at these things, but here goes… For the purpose of the roleplay, you can call me Phina (hi!). I seem to have slowly lost all my roleplay partners – such is life, I know - but entropy is only natural, right? (No, really…I’ve been really lucky overall recently, but I have lost one or two partners and could really use one or two more roleplays.) Anyway! I’m sure I’m going to scare people off by saying this, but I love both quality and quantity. I love writing detailed stories with strong character development and relationships. For me, it’s the characters that are most important. I do understand that posts tend to vary in length as the roleplay goes on – I don’t want filler, but please try for at least two paragraphs every time. I will write you novels (at least four paragraphs, probably more), especially if I am inspired. If that bothers you, we are not a good match. That being said, I am very laid back once I get to know you. If you have a character that I love, I will probably be more accepting of shorter replies (no less than a paragraph) - especially if I know a lot about them already. I hate that we have to cover this at all, but all the standard rules apply. If you don’t know them already, I will list a few of them for you, just because I’m nice like that. Still, if you haven’t been roleplaying long enough to know them, it’s very unlikely that we will make a good match. *No god modding or power playing *No Mary-Sues or Gary-Stews etc..
No, this is stupid and I don’t want anyone to think I think they’re stupid, because I don’t, so…I won’t bore you - you get the picture. Just show me respect and I will do you the same kindness. If you need to drop the roleplay, please tell me. That way, I know and I can move on (or we can create something new together). If you’re going to be away -again- please tell me. Don’t be afraid to tell me if something isn’t working, either. Overall, I think communication is really the key thing here. I want us both to be comfortable with everything about the roleplay, and we shouldn’t roleplay at all if something doesn’t feel right. Other than that, just do your best to create/write a realistic and engaging character and we will be best friends. Limits Blood and Gore: None; realistic blood and gore is totally okay and a natural part of life Swearing: None; swearing is a valid and a much needed form of expression Smut: We fade to black unless I know you well. Timeline *I live in the Eastern Standard timezone *I’m finished school and I don’t work, so I have a lot of time on my hands, but I do spend a lot of time training for three different sports and LARP/tabletop has become a passion. I can still get pretty busy, trust me. *I will probably have time to post about once a week. However, as workload and other commitments change, it could be more often – or less often. I think the main issues now are energy levels and muse. I’m finding myself needing more roleplays than I had during school because I do have both more free time and more energy. I still get busy - I still have days where I can’t reply - but I would like to have more than one active, long-term roleplay at a time. Muse and energy levels be damned. *I will try my best to keep you updated on those changes. I expect you to try to do the same. *I would love a reply once a week (more often is great, too!). However, I totally understand those when life eats you whole and you have to painstakingly de-zombie-fy yourself because there is/was just too much life going on at once for you to both handle and stay sane at the same time – never mind roleplaying! Just try to warn me? Important Notes *This roleplay will be 20 plus (I’m 28 now) and over email. I may do a forum or a Google Docs roleplay if you are lucky, though…or even Skype or Discord for the right person and plot. *Also! I primarily do queer roleplays. I haven’t found a standard mxf roleplay fun in years. However, the full gender spectrum is more than welcome. I guess you could get me to do mxf that way…lol! *I’m queer and NB myself. (I love they pronouns. <3) On to the genres! *Sci-fi *Modern/futuristic fantasy *Gifted *Runaways *School (boarding school, arts school, high school, college) *Dystopian Society/Post-Apocalyptic Society *Anything with disabilities included in a positive way *Some modern, slice of life stuff, where we can make cute, fluffy awkwardness together; think close childhood friends that accidentally get separated by life and are reunited years later and all the feelings that could/would bring up, or a long time unspoken crush that is only brought to light when a mutual friend brings together an unlikely couple *Modern vampires, werewolves and mages - I like characters with depth. I want fluff, but I also love it when a character has a backstory chalked full of things that make them them, both good and bad. I love to see how they are feeling, what they are thinking and why. I want to see them change and grow as time goes on and they process the things that have happened to them in life. I would love a roleplay and characters that I can get invested in, one that will make me both laugh and cry. Basically, I want realistic characters that I can relate to. Odd Pairings Rich x Poor (street kid) Deaf x Hearing Gifted x Gifted (or non-gifted human; think X-Men style) Gay x Closeted (Childhood) Best friend x (Childhood) Best friend I’m sure there are more I’m forgetting…but any of these can also be combined together for even more fun! I want to take the time to plot with you. Note: I don’t really do fandoms, and I definitely don’t play with cannon characters. Contact Information Email: [email protected] Skype: phina*silentfoot (for talking OoC and plotting) Discord: Phina#2381 *Replace the * with a . in the Skype name. Random: The friendship between Matt and Foggy in Netflix Daredevil is really well done and adorable. Too bad I never play cannon characters. <3 That’s the kind of bonding and character development that I live for! Also! 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SLRP | Storyteller Lore: Lickyface
I was a storyteller in a number of roleplay sims. One of the documents I am proud of is the concept I wrote up for my cosmic deity/entity (aka lovecraft inspired boogun). Due to some rl strangeness, I couldn’t complete my plan. SO instead, I saved it!
The picture below depicts one of the many looks I made for Lickyface in Second Life using a bunch of parts.
The following document was written ic and ooc by Doc Boots (jingy.blinker). For any further questions, please do not be afraid to IM or leave a notecard for the freaky flower. He will do his damnedest to get back to you post haste.
The parchment itself, made of an unidentified leather, holds his usual formal and delicate script. The more he jots down, however, the more tense and unsettled he seems to become, his lines becoming jagged and uneasy. As if his hand had been shaking.
Name: Given the creature's multiple mouths, as well cosmic heritage, the names written always seem illegible. I have since realized that the spelling and handwriting is correct, it is simply impossible for me to say it. I do not know how to read these runes nor how to fabricate the vocal noises the creature is said to make.
Designation: The Beast Once Imprisoned Beneath the Tree, Lickyface, The Malevolent Maw
Age: Impossible to calculate given the current information. There is a possibility it is older than the planet itself. Especially as it must have taken it quite a while to drift onto the planet.
*~*~*Preface*~*~*
Many people are under the assumption that the path of the light is the one true path. The one where karma will reward you and the masses will appreciate you. I am sorry to be the one to inform you that the nature of the universe is far less clear than that. If it is any consolation, it isn’t entirely black either. Just mostly. A dark gray, really.
For matter to be able to spread through the universe, mingle, and even become far more complex types of matter there needs to be a most catastrophic explosion. One that starts in the heart of a powerful star, before tearing its solar system apart. Considered one of the most terrifying events in the universe, there is an upside. This explosion can leave another, if not the most, terrifying object in the universe, a Black Hole. While often attributed to merely consuming all around it, that is only true up to a point. Reaching far beyond its mouth but still within its reach, a black hole swirls all the remnants of its own explosions and others, be it from those too small to create a black hole, creating multiple, or creating enough close to one enough that they fuse into a much larger black hole.
As the obliterated star systems coalesce, stirred by the vortex surrounding the black hole, stars gain a higher likelihood to be born. Even better, more unique planets are created, and more unique forms of life can be created. We can see this cycle in our own realm, on our own planet, too. My usual example being that a deer will eat grass, causing the grass to release an odor that can alert a nearby predator, that will kill the deer. The remains of the deer, be it merely blood splattered or the devoured carcass, will help the grass regrow the damage the herbivore caused. Allowing another to much on its juicy leaves, repeating the process. Of course, races follow this same aspect. Angels and demons, Humans and Orcs.
I preface my explanation of this beast explaining this so you might understand its drive. It is not motive, it is an instinct that gives this creature an urge to destroy. For it is not from our realm. Not even from our solar system. It is possibly from far beyond our very galaxy. Regardless of where it came from, it crashed onto our planet relatively early in the development of intelligent life. Just as humanity began to wonder and grow curious, this beast appeared like a plague. It is theorized this is what catches its attention.
*~*~*LEGEND*~*~*
What happens on other worlds is mere speculation. Attempts for a superstitious and war-torn world to explain the beast that tormented them, that seemed to watch them from the deepest darkness and whisper from the corners of their mind.
For, just like the entropy of the natural world, it seems sentient life needs a little darkness and madness to stir the pot of innovation. As the shamans proposed, the growth of envy and hatred lit a fire in the hearts and souls of humanity like no other. The bitter words the Malevolent peppered the population with, at first, was at it seemed interested in.
It wasn’t pleased with just this. Whether as the Chessmaster or merely another rusted gear in a machine being busted by another party, Lickyface would make certain it stayed amuse. It played smart at first, pushing events from the sidelines content to watch the factions it pitted against each other tear each other limb from limb. Depression and greed fueled it. Souls that became too entranced by the beast’s growing charisma soon found their being beings twisted by darkness, and when they finally fall to pay for their crimes they’d find themselves consumed and added to the growing collection of the broken, the twisted, and the psychotic that fueled its power.
Then, just as the rest of humanity learned of it, Lickyface tasted madness. A sensation it held as naturally as a human holds oxygen. It leapt on the chance to experiment with the broken minds it had already begun to cultivate. From here, the journals I gather my information from becomes a horrid, garbled mess. Blood, various substances, and what I can only hope is dirt coat most of the pages at this stage of the story. This period of the creature’s reign leftmost who encountered it into shells of their former selves. The journals never indicate they are ever returned to a state of sanity.
Its attempt to be kept in the dark, those who saw it far too gone into madness for any to believe the pictures were drawn or details given. Luckily, there were a few who would listen to such crazy back then. The details, of course, are quite muddy around this time. It was decided that it had to be contained and it is made very clear that the toll on the army facing is was high. As the body count rose it became clear killing the beast was not an option. So an idea was finally formed, and with only the hundred greatest left in the faction brave enough to take on the job, they were able to pool their resources, skills, and magic together to incapacitate the creature long enough for it to be imprisoned in endless, unforgiving light. This was not without its cost, the creature claiming countless chivalrous characters in its rampage to stay free.
As their numbers began to draw closer to the single digits, the remaining magic users thought quickly and gathered their energy to call towards the Astral body of the Tree of Life. A massive trunk rooted the beast into place as it finished off the last of the warriors left to keep its focus. The roots entangled around it, and the pure mixture of arcane, divine, and natural energy was cultivated by the roots to make certain the best could never escape. Trapped with the countless souls it had captured, it was left to rot in the core of the Earth.
So confident in this plan, even if it cost all but a few of the island’s remaining veterans, was the island that as the millennia passed, the tale of the Malevolent Maw was lost to time. For Lickyface had long since left its mark. The darker side of humanity had been cultivated by it, after all. Confidence warped into confusion, which warped into doubt at its very existence. Soon, the memory of the Hundred Martyrs was devoured by rage and lost to the ramblings of a few dozen madmen’s books.
*~*~*WHERE THIS LEAVES US*~*~*
For those of you who have not heard my thoughts on the matter, I apologize for what you are about to learn. It will prove to you how far humanity has fallen, and how deep the creature has dug its tongue into our minds. War after war left the races itching. A war was fought, and the Orcs won. Their prize? The Tree of Life, it seems. They chopped it down, and with every chop, The Malevolent Maw stirred. Dust and ash kicked up by the weakened and tormented beast.
To add insult to injury, and fuel the beast as the blasphemous act was made all the more horrid, the tree was fashioned into planks and turned into cabins. The physical embodiment of the penultimate nature god, depending on your beliefs and if Gaia is particularly chatty, to at least de trees. Couldn’t even keep their houses protected, because the cabins of life burned down. I am sure all this just made it easier for the beast to gather power and find a way out of the rotting roots.
There was time then. The Eldritch and I..Most I tried to warn this city. I did everything in my power, even rushed through these damned journals. I am afraid, to those of you who have gotten this far, that is maybe far too late for Vrek’mar. I hear tales of people working to regrow the Tree. That’s marvelous. It still won’t change anything. The roots are withered by now, months have passed since that fateful day. When the ash covered the sky, it was testing the waters. Fighting at the weakening roots.
I do not know where it is now. If it is still far beneath us, regaining its power so it might rise again. I do know that it is angry. Not for its prison being destroyed, it will be delighted about that. The Orcs might even get a pass. It’d just figure, wouldn’t it? It was weakened at this time. Such a long period would have left its body in a fragile state. We could have done something then. You fucks could have listened to me then.
There was time then. We could have bolstered the roots, pumped enough energy to hold it. I am no god. I did not have the ability to do it on my own. Not even a small group. This required a small amount of political grace and everyone getting along, but of course, the meat bodies only want to fight.
It has been allowed time to escape. It is surely angry. I can not even imagine the maddening boredom being locked in such a cramped, assumedly, spot for millennia. It is not that which causes my vines to with and my host-body to shake. That creature is surely bored, and when it escapes, its rage will fuel its search for 'entertainment'. Whatever it has been plotting for millennia, playing with its own little set of heroes and psychotics alike repeatedly... That is what terrifies me. From what my journals indicate, it might even seek to claim itself king. Not for any democratic purposes, but because it finds crowns amusing, especially when it is worn on the head of a tyrant.
So that leaves us here. The beast practically inches below our feet, and we are naked in the breeze. I write this... Mostly to bitch, really. So, to whoever reads this, should you be feeling distraught, broken, and on the brink of madness like your peers, and the world split like a gaping maw... Don’t blame me.
Not that such blatant disrespect for common sense deserved such, but I tried countless times. You dug this grave, humanity, I am just sorry I had to go down with you.
Bitterly,
Doc Boots
*~*~*Known Tricks(Events/Storyline Plots)*~*~*
Punishing Prosopopeia -
The Malevolent Maw has a delight in spreading despair. It has found the typical routes in doing so are a bit boring. I suppose centuries locked in a prison with the same toys would make the abnormal the only option not milked dry.
When it picks its target, be it a lone soul or an entire building, it will go one of two routes. Should it pick the form, it will begin to enchant items surrounding the person. These items will grow the same twisted maw as their master, with the countless eye of its stolen souls staring out in hopes they might be freed, but their only use is to fuel the horrid creatures with eyes peeking from every shadow they cast or house. Its tongue would drip oil and lash about. Each item will take a different route in their goal, but they will pick apart the mind of their target, searching for every little nerve that might push them into a fit. Through my best attempts to translate the horrific chicken scratch that I pulled these accounts from, I gathered countless mentions of different items speaking venom. A pepper shaker supposed using their failed career to loosen them up, while the cauldron berated them for the quality of their cooking, while the door took advantage of their recently deceased parents to drill in the fact they hadn’t spent enough love and care with them.
More distressingly, the accounts state that until Lickyface lost interest, this effect would follow them no matter where they went. Should it target a specific building, every item will take on this effect and bully whoever they set their sights on. While Lickyface has been noted to use this same ability in offensive moves, this seems merely to be a last resort should it be attacked while using this talent.
Chuckling Chasm -
The creature’s presence often is heralded by the ground splitting open in a large chasm. Rocks form themselves into mock teeth while oil bubbles up to fill the newly formed gash. A tongue made from the oil erupted from this maw, beginning to lash about, presumably to attempt to drag and drown any foolish enough to get within striking distance.
There are even accounts of it forcing the Earth to move, making the fissures ‘talk’. While some of these journals question the motives behind this, I believe it is merely for its own amusement. Though surely anything drowned in that oil will not be met with a merciful fate. There are no accounts of what happens, though accounts of creatures and minions leaking this oil lead me to assume assimilation.
Oil of Condensed Souls -
Its ‘blood’ and the liquids that drip off of it seems to be a corrupted form of crude oil. At first, I believed this to be due to it being contained in the core. I have since, upon reading this is a recent development, come to believe that instead, this is the effect of having countless souls trapped within a twisted and wretched body that was then plunged into the pressure of the center of the Earth. It has lead to, least how we perceive it, a substance created from organic matter and souls being endlessly compressed in an already confined area, in the bubbling pit the beast had become while in the depths.
This liquid hold a number of strange properties, all dependant on what Lickyface itself wants to do with it. I have yet to fully understand whether this is something Lickyface has since ‘evolved’ to convert a creature into itself, or if, like the souls themselves, Lickyface is just as much this substance was the darkness he consumed.
Even when separated from the body, the reflection will leave an unsettling sight. Like looking into a lake, the depths beyond would seem endless with countless eyes of different colors staring back. Some in pain, agony, and suffering while others seemed angry or even delighted. The longer the blood sets, it will eventually begin to grow eyes, with no clear limit on how many will grow beside the surface area. Should the blood spread across a large enough surface, a mouth will form, with the blood-forming into a tendril-like tongue to lash about.
*~*~* Possible Oil Effects *~*~*
Winking Warts -
The creature or its minions can be quite effective at spreading this near limitless source of potential. One of its favorite ways is to expel a large portion of it at someone. Normally in the form of expelling it from the mouth along its stomach. As the oil spreads along the skin, bubbles will quickly form and burst along the skin from which an eye will grow. These can appear anywhere the oil spreads a sizable portion to, and more disturbingly these blinking blemishes seem to be connected to the victim’s system. The victim sees through them and feels any pain to come to them as if they were real eyes. They are also easily infected if ruptured. Strangely, the victims that tracked them all report a number of the eyes seem not to relay signals to the victim. That doesn’t seem to keep from looking around.
Practically a Museum of Memories - ( Why I named it this, I will forever wonder)
I do not know how, or why, anyone would ingest it, but my sources have said that doing so will sometimes cause an intensely vivid memory. They say that their nights became sleepless, as when they close their eyes it is as if they open them in a new body. Until they experience the memory the condensed souls desire of them, they repeat the memory until able to fully experience it. This is no easy task. As vivid as these dreams are said to be, many . Especially once the pattern of these dreams being the final moments of the souls that Lickyface had long since consumed. Some retaining their ‘purity’, for lack of a better word, while others had long since become corrupted by madness as the soul finally relented to the beast’s will.
Some have found ways to cure themselves of the affliction, while others merely power through the dreams. They say they even feel the emotions of the departed. The soul’s mind imposed upon you in the dream, forcing you to sit as a passenger as their final moments play out. As the Malicious Maw disassembles their life before their eyes, pushing them as far into the pits of despair or bitterness as it can before fully consuming them. Some take casualties with them. Regardless, they are given a brief glimpse at the torment the consumed were subject to, before finally being free of the ancient affliction.
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God Breaker 8th - Mirai Magica (Divine Nth Power; A3)
vs God Candidate - Sebastian (Lucifer’s Remnants; A3)
OOC Notes: Due to a superior version of Mirai already being used for my Mirai vs Suki post, to clarify, this Mirai does NOT have access to her 3rd Reservoir nor has her heart been touched by Aile. Her overall power is lesser and her utilization of Luminous, Entropy, Hiei and the World Ending Series- either the witch’s move-set is weaker or less expansive. Therefore, I would be touching on Mirai much, if at all.
ROUND ONE // SPEED + REFLEXES
In this category, Sebastian mops the floor with Mirai in sheer speed, no doubt. Managing to keep to pace against Damian & Suki, two divine warriors known for their incredible speed whom Mirai trained by for some time, there’s no reason Sebastian would be outmatched. Despite this, Mirai’s Reaction Time has proved time and time again to be on-point, which gives Mirai a clean advantage, enough to keep pressing for damage, albeit it won’t be easy for this witch to land decisive blow due x factors.
ROUND TWO // BODY + STRENGTH
Naturally, Sebastian was an angel. Upon becoming a demon he fell from grace and became mortal. Additionally, he could no longer be seen as immortal. This lack of invulnerability left him with a simplified healing factor, only potent enough to regenerate from bodily destruction. After merging with Lucifer’s abstract remains (physically and spiritually destroyed but lingering subconsciously), injecting himself with Yin & Yang tethers, and consuming a golden apple from a tainted Garden of Eden (gifting an endless lifespan and incredible knowledge), Sebastian had finally reached a state surpassing Lucifer at his best.
The mutation he underwent allowed him to see into the many possible futures’ futures and mend them to his will, with enough strength to disrupt the natural flow of time and the rifts between universes by merely powering up, however Sebastian was halted from destroying and recreating the "world” in his image, knowing he’d need to kill Suki and Damian first. Since Mirai wasn’t interested in fighting him, Sebastian didn’t take her and other passive figures into account. Sebastian’s innate control over his own future did make Sebastian immortal in some ways to make up for reformation as a demon. Think Sasuke vs Danzo from Naruto.
When it comes to sheer strength, Mirai was ahead of Damian and Suki at the time thanks to her Nth Power ability, and with her magical evolution to use Chaos and Dragon Magic, Mirai’s attacks are even more explosive and classify as high tier powers that Sebastian wouldn’t be able to compete had he not gained access to Yin & Yang Manipulation prior. This means his attacks are more effective.
ROUND THREE // EXPERIENCE + TACTICS
Sebastian heavily relies on his abilities and rarely shows battle instinct nowadays, having spent his years after Lucifer’s defeat, researching and looking for quick power ups. Dumbfounded how resilient Suki & Damian were against his vast control over the future and being countered til he could only see one outcome, Sebastian only did well in hand-to-hand combat once he forgone the very same futures he looked to for answers to get the edge over them. Other than that, Sebastian only operated as an aide during Lucifer’s conquest for Earth and other ventures through the Demon world & Underworld, as well as the very few wars he took place in as an arch-angel, excluding his own battle with Lucifer. Sebastian never experienced life as a human, so that’s all that could be said.
Mirai definitely beats Sebastian in this category, without needing to experience battles against those who can Double Tame the elements.
LIGHTNING ROUND // UPRISING + THE BIG THREE
The uprising for Sebastian is very self-explanatory. He essentially adopted Honda & Lucifer‘s will and tried to become God, but failed, acknowledging his new powers wouldn’t be enough on its own. This oddly gives Sebastian a strong mind that was crippled and reborn. However, his mind isn’t nearly as strong since he was always being swayed by the convictions of others without proper debate, either adopting the wills of others or rejecting them without a 2nd thought.
When it comes to their spirit, Mirai’s desire to win outright overwhelms his desire to become God. Though his life force had no known limit, Mirai still had enough pride and wit to put her all in everything she did without space to breathe, unless necessary. Her will as a warrior overrides Sebastian’s will as a follower. This allows Mirai to break her limits a lot easier than Sebastian.
In the heart department, it could be thought Sebastian loved Lucifer and his fellow angels, since he never though ill of them, just the mortals. Mirai rejected love at this time, which left her mind strong but her heart numb. This gives Sebastian less ration during battle and something for his soul to resonate with, numbing his senses to an advantage than a disadvantage like Mirai. Mirai couldn’t fully adjust to the few times her heart mourned for another, so she would stop attacking instead of striving forward, usually thinking too rashly to capitalize its intensity without waning spiritually.
CONCLUSION // RULINGS + TECHNICALITIES
Since Sebastian isn’t a very strategic opponent (on the front lines) compared to other characters on my blog, there isn’t much to touch on, other than Mirai would be able to resist Sebastian’s time manipulation for quite some time. Mirai would most certainly be close to losing, since Nth Power would be straining her energy reserves while sapping her mental state (or clogging it) while her divine power would be eating away at her stamina even more, making it far too difficult to pull off the Mana Burst skill.
Lucky Mirai, she would pull off a victory over Sebastian despite the Yin Yang disadvantage, future sight & manipulation, and nigh-immortal/physically immortal self for the simple fact she would have enough will to pin him to a singular timeline he wouldn’t be able to see. That alone would give Mirai an opening to “self-destruct” with all her might (stressful cloning) while using her World Ending Sphere & Slash to strip him from existence, creeping pass his resistances and flooding him with chaos. Since Mirai trained with Fuu to get a hold of her anger, this would be her final gambit, else have the same done to her.
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Summon: Shadow, Envoy from the Dark Abyss
Like Gnome, Shadow was a spirit that resided on Leuda in the very distant past. But due to the gross lack of rune energy in Leuda seen in recent years, Shadow had taken to resting inside of one his offerings in order to preserve his life force, as well as the little strength he had left. As a being of the darkness, he feeds off of negativity and thrives off of evil and sinful acts. Once the Black Pearl was taken from his altar, he possesses the one who found it, and urges them to commit such acts in order for him to feed off of the entropy it would then create. The more evil acts the person committed while possessed by Shadow, the more his strength grew, so much so to the point that he had regained enough power to return to his own physical form.
However, he is unable to leave the vessel’s body under normal circumstances, his methods of escape being one of two things: an exorcism conducted by a holy priest, or weakening the vessel (via the Death Curse) to the point where they will be rendered into a coma and be unable to put up any form of mental or physical resistance, allowing Shadow to escape with much more ease than before. Whenever one of those happens, he will be free. Free to do as he wishes... starting with taking revenge on the humans who had ravaged his home so, and reduced him to such a pitiful state.
To this end, he has moved to the summit of Arcadia’s Mt. Reineir (where the level of rune energy is strongest) and used his newly buffed powers to cast a blanket of darkness over the island of Leuda. While most people on the island are wondering why it appears to be nighttime in the middle of the day, they are oblivious to the wave of massive darkness that will be summoned forth to smite their island into oblivion.
Of course, the guild senses something else behind this strange phenomena, and while they are not sure what the end result of this sudden cloud of darkness will be, it’s sure to not be anything good. Perhaps a team can be sent out to seek out the source of this magic... and maybe a Summoner should be taken along, just in case.
UPDATE: After being bested in battle, Shadow has retreated back to the depths of the Leuda Mines to rest once more. Even with the lack of magic, the deep darkness gives him strength, and he’ll still be able to pack quite a punch, if you decide to awaken him from his slumber...
“Being that comes from the abyss of the great darkness, by right as the pact maker I command thee. Come forth, Shadow!"
Description: With his dark magic and possession skills, Shadow is definitely a force to be reckoned with! To form a pact with him, a Summoner must fight him to the best of their ability, proving their strength and worth as pactmaker. If they manage to prevail over the dark envoy, he will become theirs to summon at will. Upon defeat, this summon will gift you with 600 EXP, a Dark Crystal, and a Shade Stone.
Location: Mt. Reineir Depths of Leuda Mines
OOC Note: If you are of the Summoner class and wish to attempt to tame this spirit, send a message to the main and we will give you a temporary claim (until you either beat him or lose to him) on Shadow!
Forged a Pact With: -- Temporary Claim: –
(Stats, Tips, Inventory, and Abilities under the cut.)
Abilities:
Axe Swipe - Physical attack. Shadow morphs his long limbs into two axes that he then swipes at the enemy.
Damage: 2 HP
Dark Shower - Physical attack. Shadow morphs his limbs into lances that he then thrusts at the enemy in rapid succession.
Damage: 2 HP
Submit - Low level spell. Shadow possesses one party member on the field for a turn, causing them to automatically lose 10% of their health, as well as force them to aim their next attack at one of their allies.
Cost: 1 MP
Damage: 1 HP
Dark Sphere - Mid level spell. Shadow summons a glyph that staggers the target before exploding and damaging anyone around them.
Cost: 4 MP
Damage: 2 HP
Bloody Lance - High level spell. Several spears of darkness are brought down from the sky, piercing a targeted enemy, as well as those near them.
Cost: 7 MP
Damage: 3 HP
Luna Shade - Ultimate attack. Shadow rises high into the air and absorbs the rune energy in his surroundings to both weaken each enemy on the field, and conjure a massive lance of darkness that he then throws to the ground, its impact causing the whole field to erupt and be engulfed in dark energy.
Cost: 10 MP
Damage: Depletes all characters’ HP to 1 during pact battle. Once a pact is established, it will deplete 30% (50% if its an element its weak to) of the enemy’s HP.
Statistics (Lvl. 30):
HP - 25
MP - 45
ATK - 55
DEF - 60
M.ATK - 55
M.DEF - 50
SPD - 35
Resistance - Dark, Curse
Weakness - Light
Inventory (A Thief class may steal these):
Healing Potion [x1] - Heals 5 HP.
Hi-Ether [x1] - Heals 6 MP.
Cursed Ring [x1] - 50% Dark Resistance
Tips: Since Shadow both utilizes and resists dark elemental attacks and spells, it’s best that you not go into the fight with anything of the sort! Light is the best way to combat this being of the dark, and will ensure that your damage output on him is more effective than it would have been otherwise.
Extra Note: The abilities above are the abilities he will use in his fight against you. After forming a pact with him, he will be able to use any of these abilities when he is summoned. Shadow costs 4 MP to summon.
Input this to determine whether the summon’s attack connects or not:
CHATZY: /choose HIT, MISS, HIT, MISS, HIT, HIT, MISS, HEAL, ULTIMATE, HEAL, MISS, HIT, ULTIMATE
DISCORD: t!choose HIT | MISS | HIT | MISS | HIT | HIT | MISS | HEAL | ULTIMATE | HEAL | MISS | HIT | ULTIMATE
If MISS: Nothing Happens
If HEAL: The summon will restore 2 of its HP.
If HIT: The summon will choose which of their attacks to use.
If ULTIMATE: The Ultimate attack will be used, depleting all characters’ HP to 1. If this choice is rolled THREE TIMES during the fight, it is an automatic loss for the Summoner.
After making a pact with it, this is the line you will roll upon each summon:
CHATZY: /choose HIT, MISS, HIT, HIT, HIT, MISS, HIT, HIT, ULTIMATE
DISCORD: t!choose HIT | MISS | HIT | HIT | HIT | MISS | HIT | HIT | ULTIMATE
Upon a successful HIT, you can personally determine which attack you want the summon to use.
If you roll an ULTIMATE, the enemy’s HP will be automatically depleted by 30%. If the summon is of an element that enemy is weak to: 50%.
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HEADCANON 03.
➤ self - shaping .
estinien’s hatred / grief / agony has developed essentially into himself. he’s attached himself so heavily to his past that those feelings are all he knows & over time, became a very sole part of who he is (or who he thought he was). as the days passed, so did the years, and many of his nights were spent laying awake in a sort of blinded hatred. oft did he spend his hours sat up at the foot of his bed, seething his emotions through empty glares & blood - lust filled bouts of training. he developed through his teenage years expressing to himself nothing but rage for the misery he had to bear as a child. he adopted those feelings, not as only feelings, but as key parts of himself & his personality.
as a child, he had a certain seriousness about him, but nothing touching malice , struggle , or hatred. instead, he was a boy who cared greatly for those around him, despite his quiet need to escape sometimes & the silent wish to explore beyond the town crowned home. he had a gentleness to him, a softness death could touch. & so it did.
he lost himself entirely, clinging desperately to the idea of vengeance, letting it consume all of him and all of what used to be. he will never go back to the way he was. that person died with the tragedy of ferndale. it was a coping mechanism to formulate his life around his desire for nidhogg’s ultimate destruction & he did it both willingly & subconsciously. it wasn’t until nidhogg was truly slain that estinien realized just how much of himself he poured into one single goal & how it became his entire person. depraved of what he thought he was, he was left to revel in the fact that he’s lost every ounce of meaning he had. he had developed so much into himself of vengeance that he was willing to die with nidhogg.
& he did, metaphorically. suddenly, he was a blank slate, something that could be molded & melded & it was threatening. it took several days to compute what had happened & how much of himself was lost in that battle. he’s still in a state where he is shaping who he is once more, elements of who he was as a child being reshaped within him, despite never being able to return to those moments. he thinks of them often, how he was, & wishes that he might see through those eyes again, despite knowing of its impossibility. he looks to himself as someone who must undergo new challenges.
i believe part of the reason he accepted the offer to be a part of the scions was because he felt he had nowhere else to go. after his mission to repay his debts, offer his apologies, and rebuild what was torn to wasted shreds, he wasn’t sure what next was in store for him. so, he decided to let others lead the way. people who helped him, people who have earned his trust (for the most part -- trust is a whole different headcanon to get into). eventually, he wants to reach a new understanding of oneself, to fulfill a purpose not hellbent on destruction, & find fulfillment in life. he sees it in the warrior of light, & he sees it in alphinaud. the way they’ve made mistakes, but are still revered as heroes. he wants a taste of what that feels like, whether or not he thinks he deserves it.
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estinien’s gruff vboice
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ok apparently tum/blr is being an asshole to yall trying to write with me and not working with editable reblogs ??? if anyone knows anything abt this please hmu ;_; is it a setting i have on or something?? is there smth i can do about it? (currently trying to google to figure it out a;lksdfj
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