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whimperwoods · 4 years ago

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Android Whump - Certified for Independence

I’ve been playing Code 7: A Text-Based Hacking Adventure and it’s so good, so as I sit here and pine after the next chapter being released, have some AI/android whump.

I should make it clear, I know absolutely nothing about how computers work. So. Grain of salt. Or whatever. Idk, this was fun.

*****

The android’s broken elbow made a horrifying noise as they tried, in vain, to use it to sit up. It wasn’t the same horrifying noise a human joint might make, and they flinched at the disparity even though they felt no pain in the bad arm.

It was only a small mercy at best. No pain meant something wrong with the sensors in that part of their body. And being broken, especially broken like this...

“No,” they reminded themself. “No. I am human. I’m human. I’m just different. I have to find the others.”

Their friends would help them. Would fix them. Would pretend not to stare, not to feel differently about them while their synthetic parts were on display to be repaired. It would feel good, and it would hurt, and life would go on.

They just had to find their friends. Which meant they needed to figure out where they were, and then where their friends were, and then how to get from one place to the other.

It was a surprise, not to know where they were. Was something wrong with their memory? As they tried to think of how they’d gotten here, of anything that had happened in the last hour, it was all blank. They couldn’t even be certain it had only been an hour. They’d had a clock function once, but they’d deleted it. It had been a rush, a thrill they hadn’t regretted. They’d been late to everything for weeks and their friends had laughed, had told them they were getting too human, but had said it with smiles that meant they didn’t mean it.

It had been exhilarating, stepping out into the flow of time as humans did, no rhythm to guide them beyond their own needs for energy and rest, needs that fluctuated like their friends’ did, depending on activity and schedule. They’d loved losing track of time. But now -

They rolled onto their other side and used what turned out, luckily, to be a better arm to lever their torso up off the ground so they could sit and look around.

They were halfway up when they realized they couldn’t feel the ground. Their sensors weren’t working on that side, either. They looked down at the working arm, undamaged, and touched it with their bad hand, getting sensation from neither. Something cold settled in the pit of their stomach.

Battery, a stray thought corrected, unbidden. But no. No. They were a person.

The room they were in was dark as pitch, but now that they’d realized more fully they had a sense of positioning without a sense of touch, they knew they couldn’t make sense of their location by groping around it like a human. They took a ragged, shuddery breath and turned on their night vision.

The room was small and largely unfurnished. There was a small cot in front of them, and a toilet off to their left. Like - a cell. Eyes widening, they dragged their body around to look behind them, finding more broken places that didn’t move right.

There were bars on the other side of the room. Bars they could see though.

A figure hunched over a laptop waved their fingers at the android and then pushed a button.

Every sensor in their body lit up at once, all of them triggering the pain protocol, and the entire world went white, the android’s processors unable to interpret visual data through the flood of pain.

A human would have collapsed, but the android’s body froze stiffly in place instead, locked up and unmoving.

It was only when the pain stopped that they could move again, their mechanical lungs filling with a deep, whooshing gasp. The AI’s mind was still stuck on the pain, still struggling to catch up to the fear and the new facts at hand. They screamed, their voice creeping upward in pitch until it broke into fragmented digital noise, glitchy and electronic.

The figure behind the bars laughed, a sound that resonated more naturally than the android’s voice on its best day, and they flinched against both sound and sentiment.

Their vision returned, only to go white again when the figure on the other side of the bars reached over and flicked on a light, forcing the android to turn off their night vision again to see them.

Everything came quickly into focus and they realized there was a cable extending from the back of their neck to the figure’s laptop, one they hadn’t been able to feel with their sensors turned off and hadn’t been able to notice with their sensors overloaded by pain.

They reached up toward it with their good hand, only to be stopped with a few clicks of the laptop’s keys, their arm suddenly stiffening in place, out of their control. “Ah ah ah! None of that! You’re in my world now, android.”

“What?” Not the smartest thing they’d ever said, but the figure smiled anyway, a cruel twist to their face.

“I don’t like being questioned, robot. And you’ll be calling me Mistress.”

Before they could answer, the woman started typing again and the pain was back, overloading them so that the only thing in their world was agony, tearing them apart like lightning through the air. Again, when it stopped, their mind and body took time to catch up, a gasp and a scream and then full access to themself again.

“I don’t need a Mistress,” they said defiantly, “I’ve been certified for independence. I - I’m a bank teller. I have an apartment. I have friends.”

“Hmm,” the woman answered, “Do you, now? Well, we’ll soon change that.”

They could feel her, all of a sudden, in their mind, her presence in the same parts of their programming jarring and terrifying.

“Tell me, what’s the address of the bank where you work?” she asked, a false sweetness to her voice.

They knew the data would be gone, but finding the hole there where she’d cut it out before they could get to it was still terrifying, making them feel as if they were standing at the edge of a chasm, about to fall. The pit in their stomach deepened.

“You have some very interesting systems here, robot,” she said, “Unfortunately for you, I’ve been inside them for a while.”

They opened their mouth to speak, and the connections to it all shut off at once, leaving it to dangle open, unusable. After a moment, the sensation in their jaw returned, but they still had no control, feeling it dangle there, feeling the cold air against their unmoving tongue, but it was lost.

“I’d ask you to tell me where you live, but you couldn’t answer even if you knew, could you? Poor thing. I’ve been doing - let’s call it surgery for the last several hours. But it didn’t have to be this way, you know. You could have decided to behave.”

The android didn’t answer. They didn’t look for their address. They didn’t know if she could tell it was defying her. No. No. They didn’t know if she could tell they were defying her. They were a person. A person.”

“Hmm,” she said, “Busy circuits where you keep your identity. But we’ll have to be careful. Wouldn’t want to take too much. Teaching your kind up from scratch is so . . . tedious.”

They wanted to ask what that meant. They wanted to scream. They wanted to cry. Their mouth was frozen. Their good hand was stiff as a board, and she still had control of it. Their broken arm had all its sensors functioning normally, just now. It hurt. It was going to hurt worse, in a moment. But they would have to keep from being too ambitious. They’d have to get free in one movement, and they couldn’t count on dexterity, not with the limb misaligned at the elbow, throbbing with pain signals.

They waited for the woman to look down at her screen again, tuning out what she was saying to focus down to the millisecond, time slowing, stretching, lengthening. And then -

They were almost fast enough. Their shoulder had a wider range of motion than a human’s and their bad arm spun around toward the cord at full speed, held back by its inertia just enough that the woman could stop it dead with the cord only half dislodged.

The android had no working arms, now, but they still had control of their legs, pushing frantically against the ground and trying to slide themself backward toward the bed they knew was behind them.

The woman ordered another wave of pain, but the connection along the cord was imperfect, and not all of the signal made it through. The android’s body lit up with pain at random, the pain sparking through them in incomplete waves that made them scream again, another electronic howl they didn’t have the concentration to put through the full range of humanizing filters.

The android felt the woman trying to shut it down, sensed the fragments of shutdown code making it through the half-severed connection, and for a moment, they held strong, pushing backward - backward.

But then - one of the flood of constant, pounding orders from the laptop made it through complete and their mind was falling - falling - falling.

Everything went black.

#whump #android whump #robot whump #ai whump #android whumpee #tw paralysis #tw memory loss #tw captivity #tw prison #ish #unclear where this random jail cell actually is #ugh i've had so little writing energy lately but also i feel like this one's gonna eventually get a part 2 #just don't wanna promise when i dk when i'll feel up to wrting again #and when i have so many half-done drafts chilling of next parts to stuff #whatever THIS WAS FUN

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edgierthanmost · 5 years ago

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DBD MIRRORED FACES DLC

This DLC includes a new map, as well as a new killer.

• THE THING •

Makekrh Rhogggot was a creature of Lovecraftian origins it would appear ; however, it didn't possess the godly powers of what a Lovecraftian creature would have. A runt, some would say. For such a pathetic display, it was banished to Earth. Only a small creature no bigger than 2'5", an explorer named Richard Stevens found the runt, taking them in. Worried the explorer became when the beast began growing, to match the height of a 6'5" man. It seemed to copy his appearance when he was around ; and return to their blank self when he was not in their view. It was not until the acknowledgement of this creature by the government, did this go wrong. The creature was taken from the explorer, who was shot for his unwillingness to cooperate. Drove away, and then sent into a lab where they were confined by a glass cell, the creature became unresponsive, sitting in the corner most of the days when there was people there. This happened for weeks, months, maybe even years. There was nothing left to report on the creature ; so they were going to put it down to avoid it hurting anyone. Going into the cell, the scientists were attacked. What was strange about this, was that they were attacked by themselves. The creature masked as one of the scientists slaughtered them. Followed by the breaking of the glass cell's front. Alarms were sounded off, security arrived, but they were no match for themselves. Knowing everything they were doing-- because it was like looking through a mirror. When police finally arrived at the scene ; every one of the faculty were lying on the floor bloodied by what seemed like human fingerprints. When tested ; it only came up like it was them who did this to themselves. Examining around more, looking at the cameras.. It appeared the creature just vanished, a fog surrounding the room and clouding the cameras. No one knew what that thing was.

• An unpredictable killer ; able to take on many forms to confuse their prey and use powers of the forms he takes on. •

• Difficulty : Hard •

• Mirror, Mirror •

The Thing is able to conjure up forms of different killers ; being able to use their powers.

When first activating Mirror, Mirror ; you will have a brief startup time before you transform into a random killer. If you use this while staring at a survivor, it will not work and the Thing will be stunned for a short period.

When the Thing is taking a random killer's form, it can be taken out of by a survivor flashlight stunning them. The only way to tell that it is the Thing, and not the killer it's imitating, is by the sound it makes. It will still play the Thing's stun sound, and "breathing" sound.

When the Thing starts a match, pictures of killers will be scattered throughout the map. Without any addons, the Thing will not be able to see their auras and must find them on their own. When staring at one of the pictures, the Thing will take the form of the killer in the picture with a slightly longer startup time. The picture will then be torn, if the picture is torn/used too much, the Thing will not recognize it and it will become unusable.

When taking form of The Shape, half of the Evil Within I meter will be filled. When taking form of The Oni, you will start with 0 blood. When taking form of the Wraith, you will start invisible with an audio cue.

Mirror, Mirror will be on a cooldown of 1 minute before you can acquire another killer's form. The cooldown will be reduced to 30 seconds if the Thing was stunned either by pallet drop/flashlight stun.

When Mirror, Mirror is on cooldown ; The Thing will shrink in size, and grow back when the cooldown has ended.

•ADDONS•

Blood Bag (UnCommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Oni, they will start with 10 blood.

Family Photo (Ultra Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of The Shape, you will immediately start in Tier II.

Dog Collar (Common)

The cooldown of Mirror, Mirror is reduced.

Richard's Note (UnCommon)

The startup of Mirror, Mirror is reduced.

Decapitated Teddy Bear (Rare)

The cooldown of Mirror, Mirror is reduced considerably.

Makerkrth's Drawing (Ultra Rare)

See the aura of photos within 32 metres.

Trapper Sack (Common)

When the Thing takes the form of the Trapper, start with one extra bear trap.

Setting Tools (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Trapper, considerably increase the speed at which bear traps are set.

Award Winning Chili (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Cannibal, chainsaw acceleration is tremendously increased. Considerably increases time penalty of bumping into objects.

Primer Bulb (UnCommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Cannibal, moderately reduce the Chainsaw startup time.

Leather Knife Sheath (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Ghostface, moderately increase speed when crouched.

Willow Wreath (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Hag, reveal a survivor's aura when they trigger a Phantasm trap.

Rusty Attachments (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Pig, Reverse Bear Trapped Survivors suffer from the "Mangled" status effect.

Iridescent King (Ultra Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Doctor, Survivors suffer from effects of Calm, Restraint, and Discipline.

Nancy's Masterpiece (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Nightmare, moderately decreases Dream Projection cooldown.

Paint Thinner (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Nightmare, replace Dream Snares with Dream Pallets.

Spiked Boots (Uncommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Hillbilly, moderately increase Chainsaw sprint steering.

Dead Rabbit (Uncommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Shape, moderately decrease terror radius in Tier Evil Within II, moderately increase terror radius in Evil Within III.

Cold Dirt (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Legion, considerably decrease cooldown of Feral Frenzy.

Fuming Mixtape (Ultra Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Legion, using Feral Frenzy ; you can determine how much the generators have been repaired.

Oak Haft (UnCommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Huntress, moderately reduce the time between hatchet throws.

Mew's Guts (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Demogorgon, slightly reduce the cooldown of missed Shred attacks, adds 1 portal.

Forgotten Videotape (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Executioner, moderately reduce Rites of Judgement recharge time.

Bad Man Keepsake (Uncommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Nurse, the aura of survivors healing or being healed will be revealed within 28 metres after hitting the survivor with a successful post-Blink attack.

Warden's Keys (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Deathslinger, moderately reduce Speargun Reload time.

Thick Cork Stopper (UnCommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Clown, moderately decrease Reload time.

Potent Tincture (UnCommon)

When the Thing takes the form of the Plague, moderately decrease cooldown of Vile Purge.

"All Seeing" - Blood (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Wraith, see the auras of survivors within 12 meters when cloaked.

"Swift Hunt" - White (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Wraith, considerably reduce the reappearance time.

Bloody Hair Brooch (Very Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Spirit, considerably increase Yamaoka's Haunting activation charge rate.

Yamaoka Sashimono (Rare)

When the Thing takes the form of the Oni, moderately increase Blood Fury duration.

• PERKS•

×Broken Bonds×

" I love you, little buddy. Don't you ever forget it. " -Richard Stevens

When survivors are together, their auras get revealed for 2/4/5 seconds. Has a cooldown of 6/5/4 minutes.

×Hex: Perception Check×

" This thing's got my head spinning.. " -Dr. ?????

Your deception is unbounded, every time you trick your prey, your hunger only grows.

At the start of trial a hex will spawn, this hex totem is a fake. When cleansed it would say that the hex curse is gone, when infact it isn't. Ontop of that, when a copycat totem is cleansed, all generators across the map suffer a 20/25/30% regression penalty.

Hex: Perception check will only be activated when another hex perk is active, and does not work with no one escapes death.

×Otherworldly×

" Woah, what is this? Some. . sort of alien? " -Richard Stevens

Being kicked out of your home because you were different. . It broke something in you, didn't it?

Everytime you get stunned either through pallet drops or flashlight stuns, you gain a token.

1 token - 2/3/5% speed boost

2 tokens - 2/3/5% missed attack recovery

3 tokens - 2/3/5% stun recovery

4 tokens - 2/3/5% attack recovery

(Maxs out at 4, depletes slowly after 60/80/90 seconds.)

•MORI•

The Thing turns into it's victim, jumping on them and grabbing a sharp rock laying nearby. The Thing would proceed to stab the survivor several times, before transforming back into its original form and ripping the survivor's arm off using it's mouth.

•••••••••

•New Map : Enclosure (Buckland Lab)•

The very place where they took Makekrh, blood stains and bodies still lay in there and as a reminder of what happened that day.

•TRIVIA•

If you turn into the Pig, and someone has a reverse bear trap on when you exit that form, the trap will disappear.

If you turn into the Doctor, and have madness levels on people, they will remain after you transform back but it won't mean or do anything. It will go away if you turn into Freddy.

The Thing is more child-like than anything, being banished and not really taught anything kept them naive.

Though Makekrh has no gender, they like to identify as male, and use male pronouns. This is because of how his rescuer-- Richard Stevens-- was male. He learns things from other people.

There are currently two achievements for The Thing ;

Adept Thing : In a public match, achieve a merciless victory with the Thing using only their 3 unique perks.

Complete Copy : Copy all of the killers as the Thing.

In his small state, he stands below average, in his tall state he is, well, tall.

The Thing currently has 2 skins.

The Thing has a reduced lunge range in his small state.

(Any addon that does not have a picture is a canon addon ; and Tumblr has a 10 picture limit.)

#dbd #dead by daylight #dbd oc #dead by daylight oc #dbd oc killer #digital drawing #digital art #drawing #character design #doodle #digital illustration

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balwantmobile · 4 years ago

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Error Messages

Problems in turning the apparatus On Off

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purgatoryandme · 5 years ago

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Im in love with your Cell Block Tango storyline ( and your worldbuilding, storyline, characterization and the sheer amount of effort you've put into this ) and I wanted to ask what exactly the serum does to Steve's Alpha-ness? Also since Nat is especially chemically castrated won't it affect her effectiveness as a seductress and assassin? (No pressure to answer, I love everything you write tho)

It doesn’t actually change Steve’s Alphaness at all. I made so many mistakes by making all my central characters deviate from the norm of the system I established, but uh, yeah, Steve is another illustration about how regulated “Assignment” and Lineage testing is garbage. As a kid, having so many respiratory illnesses seriously damaged Steve’s ability to smell and stunted his growth. Because of that, he isn’t particularly responsive to the signals of other people / has trouble connecting with them as a kid and isn’t as capable of engaging in Alpha-typical behaviours, leading him to be classified as a Weak Alpha. His impact factor, re: ability to influence others (particularly with fight-y feelings), is really REALLY strong (re: Bucky calling him a little Alpha with a big voice) and should’ve made it clear that he’s a Strong Alpha, but pack-mentality in the States lead most of their testing to be directed by an individual’s responses to others. Steve pretty obviously displays Alpha instincts, tendencies, and leadership around Bucky in Blueprint Specials and as a baby with Sarah. He’s responsive to their cues and is especially interested (obsessed) in winning over (and dominating) the most Alpha kid around. He gets caught up easily in fights and is really physically expressive and unreserved in his reactions. Some of his instincts are a bit warped by how little he’s gotten to socialize positively (and the fact that the socialization he DID receive is from Bucky ‘is kinda weird’ Barnes) and Sarah moving away from her Pack, leaving him with no real outline of how Pack works. He just...doesn’t get it really? So he gets overly attached to Bucky and his mom and nobody else, though there is evidence of him forming fleeting attachments. The serum repairs the damage done to Steve’s body and, through that, gives him a greater ability to regulate the pheromones he’s pumping out (since he can finally SMELL himself and what he does to other people) and to respond to others. It turns him into a bit of an awkward battle of instinct vs personality. He’s way more responsive than he wants to be, his brain always a step behind (because his brain doesn’t care about strangers in the deeply personal way his instinct does - especially when it comes to Omegas), but he compensates for it pretty decently due to his inherent desire to help people despite personal feelings. It’s only obvious that he’s having difficulties when you spend a lot of time with him, as the Howlies will pick up on later when he changes their entire dynamic. The scientists who developed the serum advertise him as having increased in Lineage Strength when nothing of the sort has happened, because that’s what they believe. There’s a reason he was Bucky’s Prime from the very beginning.

As for Nat, the chemical reassignment (or unassignment) of the Red Room girls makes them appear as Betas at first glance. They move like Betas, read the room like Betas, and don’t spend a lot of time with their targets - the Red Room gets you over time, making you THINK you’ve spent time with the girls when every conversation has been fleeting, they’re always just out of reach, and they never EVER scent you. It takes awhile for their blankness to become eerie, even up close, since they were essentially halted pheromonally at puberty. They’re almost like children in that they give off weak signals that aren’t very distinct - most of the other characters would describe them as “clean” or, in more sinister cases, “scrubbed”. Really Strong Lineages might pick up on the weirdness in them immediately, but it’ll read to them instinctually as “child” first before it becomes creepy, which can be worked to the Red Room’s advantage. Essentially, seduction missions are still possible, but they are distinctly not the main thing these girls engage in. Their relative lack of scent makes them ideal spies and information gatherers, as well as fighters, and that’s what they are used for. IMHO it always felt dumb in Black Widow to have the girls chemically castrated so they couldn’t have children or “get attached” - it made more sense from a prevention of pregnancy standpoint with honeypots, but even MORE sense in the prevention of periods of anything that might “impede” a mission and as an effort to strip away individuality.

#reply #long post #cell block tango

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maddmuses · 5 years ago

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Cloud Strife

Age: 14-22/3 (Verse Dependent) Date of Birth: August 19th, 1986 (or 1987) Occupation: Shinra Infantry (former), Mercenary (former), Freedom Fighter/Eco-Terrorist (former), Owner of Strife Delivery Service Species: Jenova-Human Hybrid (Mako-Treated)

Universe-Inspiration: Final Fantasy VII/Remake inspred

Appearance Cloud is a handsome young man of modest height, higher-end estimations being at about 5’8” tall, with notably wild blonde hair, a trademark attribute that others frequently remember him for. At times Cloud’s hair is compared to that of a Chocobo’s plumage, something that often irritates him when it occurs. Fair skinned, with eyes that have taken on an unusual type of blue, due to a glow of light-green caused by exposure to mako, Cloud often stands out in a crowd because of this combination of features. Despite being considered handsome by some, there is a certain androgyny to him that allows Cloud to dress in drag well enough to be chosen by some men over actual, very beautiful, women depending on the nature of the makeup, hairstyle, and dress that he’s put into. Through his childhood Cloud often wore fairly unremarkable clothing, often shorts and a shirt to keep comfortable in the dust-bowl town. Later on, as an infantryman for Shinra, he wears the standard uniform, though unlike many of his fellows, Cloud is willing to remove his helmet commonly, even when on-duty. Following the incident in Nibelheim Cloud would wear an appropriated SOLDIER uniform, specifically in the style of 1st Class, though after taking on the Buster Blade he modified it by removing the right pauldron, allowing for simpler drawing of his large weapon. Notably, the remaining pauldron has large plates and a battered appearance, from amateur repairs. In later years Cloud would significantly update his attire, discarding the SOLDIER uniform after the revelation of his true identity, and status of stolen valor, albeit unknowing. Changing to a more comfortable and loose style of clothing, as well as favoring an overall darker aesthetic to match with his different perspective. Underneath his larger left sleeve Cloud tends to wear a pink ribbon that’s tied atop his bicep. Cloud is seen using a variety of oversized “broadswords” over time, though primarily he uses the Buster Sword, an heirloom given to him by Zack Fair, who received it from Angeal Hewley. However, after the defeat of Sephiroth Cloud would shift towards a multi-component sword known as the Fusion Blade that could be formed into a replica of the Buster Sword.

Personality Growing up, Cloud was often quiet and withdrawn from peers, lacking in self-confidence, often getting picked on by the other children in his hometown while growing up. Despite this he often shows concern for others, and genuinely cares for them, to the point of hiding his own feelings so as to keep from worrying or hurting them. This is a habit that would continue into his adulthood, often causing him to behave in an aloof manner to even his old friend Tifa. This same shy nature continues even after the restoration of his memories, giving Cloud a somewhat broody persona that friends and loved ones are welcome to tease him for. Prone to motion-sickness, it seems that Cloud often deals with stress by keeping himself in a state of irritability, insisting that he’ll be fine on airships so long as he remains nervous. This seems to not be the case both when he suppressed his own memories, and tried to be as he remembered Zack to be, as well as when someone that he trusts is driving the vehicle, notably himself in many cases. As he copes with the trauma inflicted on him by Hojo, Cloud suppresses his own memories and attempts to distance himself from potentially triggering them by using a combination of memories that he had of Zack, or things that Zack told him to fill in blanks. This process was selective, as Cloud was able to remember that he was from Nibelheim, and Tifa, but this is more likely a response to adapt to his surroundings and how those that he does actually know address him. Meeting Tifa and her friends, and experiencing life as a mercenary would trigger brief flahsbacks, which he then actively fought against. Despite this, he still remembers enough to know that Shira has wronged him, and actively seeks to hold Hojo accountable for his evil. On some level, this behavior seems rooted in Cloud’s hatred of himself, or the person that he once was, so much to the point that he was more willing to accept being a Clone of Sephiroth than to return to who he had used to be. When using the persona that was a blend of himself and Zack, Cloud was cocky and headstrong, knowing that as a 1st Class SOLDIER he was an elite who could defeat Shinra. However, he would still display a soft side, being protective of his friends and others in the slums, even if his fighting was done for the sake of gathering enough funds to leave Midgar. Cloud is ultimately a loyal person, though, and if his friends are in need he will place himself in any kind of harm’s way to ensure their safety.

Biography [Summarized in FFVII/FFVIIR and FFVII Crisis Core]

Abilities and Skills -Shinra Training: As an infantryman of Shinra, Cloud received a baseline of training that would make him suitable to serve in a combat situation. When he enlisted and completed training, though, the war with the Wutai had been over, though, and so his training was not as extreme. Cloud’s training may have been more extreme, though, as he intended to promote into SOLDIER, and worked with Zack as his protege, which would allow him to eventually use the Buster Sword. –Physical Conditioning: Cloud’s physical condition prior to Hojo’s experiments was extremely good, allowing him to function as ground infantry. However, his lower body was notably stronger than other areas, a symptom of spending time with Zack and mimicking his habit of performing crouch-squats. –Swordsmanship: More a result of training with Zack than Shinra properly, Cloud is proficient with a number of types of swords. Cloud is specifically proficient with the use of oversized broadswords, able to utilize its own weight and his own to better move with them. –Firearms: Cloud is capable with rifle and handguns, though he is far from comfortable using them.

-Materia Attunement: Like others, Cloud is able to attune to the materia that is slotted into his equipment. Seemingly distinct from how SOLDIER operatives are supposed to use materia, Cloud is able to develop the strength of materia by using them, and upon mastery is able to spawn additional copies of materia at their weakest form. Through this, Zack seems to be able to also enhance the properties of weapons that he uses.

Superhuman Powers and Abilities -Human-Jenova Hybrid: Similar in nature to the enhancements that SOLDIER benefit from, Cloud was injected with Jenova cells, then exposed to mako, while he was initially deemed a failure Cloud’s body and mind still benefited from the treatment, though he was rendered catatonic for roughly five years, four of which were spent in stasis. With this, Cloud is capable of the same herculean feats as other members of SOLDIER, though with less of the training, and knowledge of certain SOLDIER abilities, such as copying Limit Breaks and absorbing materia, which Zack was able to do.

-Limit Breaks: Cloud is able to perform a Limit Break, relying on a surge of tension, allowing him to perform his greatest feats of magic and strength. While initially little more than short combinations of powerful swings, at higher levels he’s able to conjure small storms of meteorites, and blast foes the beams and waves of energy. –Summons: Through channeling mana into summoning materia that he’s slotted, Cloud is able to summon great beasts and gods through the contracts established in those materia.

Weaknesses and Limitations -Motion-sickness: Though this is suppressed greatly when utilizing his Zack persona, Cloud struggles with moving at high-speed, particularly in vehicles. These symptoms largely subside when Cloud is piloting the vehicle himself, or it is by someone he loves and trusts, or otherwise when keeping himself distracted.

Equipment and Possessions -SOLDIER Fatigues: Cloud, prior to recovering his memories and changing to his Cloudy Wolf attire, wore a SOLDIER uniform, though modified for the year of wear-and-tear, as well as ease of use with Zack’s Buster Sword. This includes the protections typical for that type of equipment, though they lacked the slots necessary for materia use that SOLDIER agents usually equipped personally. Notably, these are 1st Class fatigues.

-Buster Sword: A massive broadsword that he inherited from his mentor Angeal, the Buster Sword requires superhuman strength to wield effectively. Essentially a one-foot thick piece of metal, the weapon has a well-honed edge that is rarely used, and is highly durable, though unlike his predecessor Zack, Cloud makes regular use of the weapon, wearing it down, though he works to keep it in good shape until leaving it at Zack’s grave.

-Various Materia: Cloud has access to various materia, but generally favors Fire, Lightning, Summon, and Enhancement Materia. Cloud’s maximum Materia slots depend on the equipment that he chooses to use.

-Fusion Sword: A weapon that Cloud had commissioned to be designed as a functional replacement for the Buster Sword that he left behind with Zack. Composed of six different, smaller, swords, Cloud is able to use them all to similar effect, eventually building up to the complete weapon, which is a recreation of the Buster Sword.

-Fenrir: A customized high-speed, long-ride, motorcycle. The tires in the front are designed specifically to act as housing for the different components of the Fusion Sword, as well as the completed Fusion Sword.

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You know the stories with mysterious shops that are gone when you try to go back? The modern version isn't in an alley or the edge of a bazaar. It's in a shopping mall.

You used to go to the mall all the time. It was close and convenient and had everything you could need or want. But now there's Walmart and Amazon and digital downloads, and they are more convenient, have more of what you didn't even know you wanted. Your favorite stores in the mall have all closed, and you feel guilty when you go there now, like you personally could have kept them in business.

The mall is different now. Not just the shuttered stores and sparse crowds. There was a last ditch effort to revive it, create more space and bring in new businesses. And of course, it's a shopping mall. A mall was designed to sprawl, and to expand it must sprawl even more. Now there are hallways branching off at strange angles, and you think you are going straight when you turn turn left at Starbucks, until you arrive at the Macy's and realize it was a gentle curve, bypassing the Hot Topic and Auntie Anne's. Or it does go straight and ends at a restaurant with an outside entrance, which seems to gloat that the mall needs it more than it needs the mall.

The new hallways themselves are strange. They aren't new, not anymore, but you are always surprised by them, the unfamiliar in a place you once knew so well. The hallways have white walls with two stripes of bright color, parallel to the floor except when there's a zigzag to add excitement or a mall logo to remind people where they are. They are temporary walls, in theory, hiding empty stores, waiting to come down when businesses move in, but they've been there since the hallway was built. In the middle of the hallway there's a rest area with comfortable chairs and further on there's a play area that doesn't even have the decency to be creepy, it's just unused. The temporary-permanent walls are broken up by a small display of local artists' work in what should be a store's display window but there's no store and no door, and you don't even wonder how the paintings got there.

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It is here, in this new-old failure to save the dying mall, that you find the store. Two feet of the gate are visible at the top of the entranceway, like they are in the process of opening or closing. There's a name, but the font is hard to read and none of your guesses at what it might say give any sense of what is being offered for sale. And when you return with a friend to show them the amazing things being sold or to demand answers about why your life has turned upside down over an impulse purchase, you find only a blank wall.

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Two towns away, in the mall you used to go to as a special trip, because of the one anchor store that didn't have a closer location and now has no locations at all, between a bookshop that sells everything because selling books doesn't pay the bills and a clothing store trying to appeal to today's youth, a new store opens.

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technodani · 4 years ago

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How to Make Chart in Excel [Easy and Practical] 2021

In this article, we will discuss how to make charts in Excel from various types of charts in excel, such as Graphs charts, bar charts, line charts, pie charts, and others. As you all know, Microsoft Corporation as the owner of the Excel application has made many improvements to its applications. This is evident from the many versions of Microsoft Excel that are sold in the market. However, is the way to make a chart in Excel the same in different versions? The answer is yes, almost the same. The only difference lies in the Excel ribbon menu used. But basically, the way of making it is the same. Then, do you already know how to make charts in Excel? If not, you are lucky to have found this article.

How to make charts in Excel from various types of charts in excel But before that, it would be better if you know the function of each type of graph so you don't use it wrong.

About Microsoft Excel

Microsoft Excel is a useful and powerful program for data analysis and documentation. It is a spreadsheet program, containing a series of columns and rows, where each intersection of column and row is a "cell". Each cell contains a data point or piece of information.

Types of charts in excel

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Column Chart-Image source: displayr.com 2. Line Chart (Figure Line) This chart is suitable for displaying continuous data and is very effective in identifying a pattern or trend. Therefore, it is common for people to use these graphs to display data trends at certain time intervals. For example, to display the Wildlife population.

Line Chart 3. Pie Charts (Circle Chart) Next up is the circle chart type. This circle graph is used to show the proportion of an item in the data. Usually, the value of the items in the data is shown as a percentage. For example, the percentage of Pet ownership.

Pie Charts 4. Bar Charts This graph is usually used to compare several items. For example, to graph about Directors with the greatest Number of Award Wins.

Bar Charts 5. Surface Charts (Graph Surface) This type of graph is very suitable to be used to find the optimal combination of two data sets. For example, in a topographic map or to illustrate the effect of Rainfall (CM) by city Long and Lat.

Surface Charts 6. Stock Charts (Graph Stock) Next are stock charts or stock charts. Usually, this type of chart is widely used to describe fluctuations in stock prices. However, not only for describing stocks, but you can also use this type of graph for scientific data, for example, to show temperature fluctuations.

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How to Make Various Types of Charts in Excel

- Open your Microsoft Excel on your System. - Select "Blank Workbook". This means that you will create new data on a blank Excel sheet.

How to Make Various Types of Charts in Excel - Enter the data for which you want to graph. For example, here is made the sales data for several types of cars from January to April. - When all the data is ready, block all the tables you want to chart and select "Insert" from the menu. Now, on the "Insert" menu there are many types of charts that you can choose from. If you are confused about which one, you can try clicking "Recommended Charts".

How to Make Various Types of Charts in Excel - The "Insert Chart" window will automatically appear. In this window, you can see the recommended chart forms and all the chart types available in Excel. The sample chart will also automatically fill in the data from the table that you have created.

Insert chart - If you feel that the chart options on the "Recommended Charts" tab are not suitable, you can select the "All Charts" tab. You can see all types of charts in Excel on that tab. After selecting a suitable chart, press "OK".

All Charts - After pressing "OK", your chart will automatically appear along with a menu to design it. On the "Design" menu, you can choose the color you want to use along with the table forms. Try them one by one and choose according to your needs.

the process of making charts in excel - In the example table, the chart generated automatically by Excel has no title so it says "Chart Title", you can edit it by hovering over the text and pressing it.

Chart Title - Apart from editing the chart title, you can also change the existing content on the chart through the table that has been created. Once you edit the data in the table, the graph will automatically update the data. You can see the result as an example below.

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How to Make a Chart in Excel

Graphs or sparklines in Excel are great for showing trends in a series of values, such as highlighting minimum and maximum value cycles, economic cycles, sales results, and more. In addition, it is also great to use sparklines when you don't have enough space to place a large chart. Adding sparklines to the data you are working with will further clarify what is contained therein. Here's how to add sparklines. - Select a blank cell where you want to place the sparkline.

How to Make a Chart in Excel - empty cells - Select "Insert"> "Sparkline". After that, select the sparkline type you want to create such as rows or columns.

select the sparkline type - Then, select the cells in the row or column you want to chart and press "Ok" when you're done.

select the cells in the row - If you want all the data in the table to have sparklines, you can simply position the cursor in the lower-left corner of the cell that already contains the graph. When the black plus sign (+) appears, drag it down. Then, automatically all your data will have a sparkline.

How to Make a Chart in Excel - After all, sparklines have been created, you can also customize the design by pressing the "Design" menu. In the design menu, you can choose the color of the graphic, the shape of the graphic, and so on according to your needs.

Sparkline design Related Article: How To Draw A Graph In Microsoft Word In 2020 Easily

How to Make a Chart in Excel with 2 Data

- Open Excel and create the data you want to graph. This time we will make an example of temperature comparison data that is measured with different tools.

temperature comparison data - Then, place the cursor outside the table and click the "Insert" menu. Then select the desired chart type. In this example, the chart with the type Scatter will be selected.

select the chart type - After that, a blank chart will appear on the worksheet. Click on the graphic and open the "Design" menu. Choose "Select Data".

Click the graph - Then "Select Data Source" window will automatically appear. After that, press "Add" and enter your data. In series name, fill in the name of the data, fill in series X with values on the X-axis, and series Y fill with values on the Y-axis. After that, click "OK".

Select Data Source - Do the same for the second data.

Insert second data - After all, data has been added, click "OK" on the "Select Data Source" window and the chart will appear on your worksheet.

Select Data Source Else watch the video tutorial on how to make Graphs in Excel or How to Make a Chart in Excel.

Conclusion

Well, guys, Graphs in Excel are very widely used by people to explain the data they create. With graphs, people tend to find it easier to read data because it contains text and images. Hopefully, this way of making charts in Excel can help you. Also Read: What is ping test in Games, Internet Speed Test 2021 How to Reduce Photo Size on Computer, Mac, and Android 2021 How to Repair External Hard Drive Corrupted and Unreadable Fix Win & Mac 2021 Read the full article

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jamesferrie001 · 4 years ago

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actual-lich-queen · 7 years ago

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Queen of Cups Chapter 4: The Unexamined Life

The events leading up to Ayla’s first attempt to close the Breach from Solas’s point of view. Some events from the game have been changed, moved around, or retconned completely as they make no sense when Wrath of Heaven no longer functions as an introduction to the story.

Solas is also full stuck-up-son-of-a-tied-down...well, you know...in this chapter.

@bearly-tolerable Thanks for letting me bounce ideas off of you. And thanks to everyone who answered my grammar question.

Previous Chapters: 1, 2 , 3

The woman that lay beside him in the cell was a puzzle. There were the obvious components, the mark on her hand was the same as the breach in the sky. Pulsating with a perversion of his magic. To be expected when he entrusted his orb, however briefly, to the power mad Tevinter. What wasn’t obvious was why she bore the mark. It seemed unlikely Corypheus would entrust such power to another, the man had been far too pompous for that.

And she had been in the Fade - and survived! She had been found, falling out of one of the smaller rifts. Had it been the mark or something else? Was she helped by the spirit people were calling Andraste? No matter how he probed at the mark, what tests he ran, no answers presented themselves. More disturbing was the mass exodus of spirits in the nearby area. The breach in the sky was an angry storm in the Fade, threatening to obliterate all he held dear. If he could find no answers here, he would have to move on. Whatever havoc Corypheus’s stumbling had caused needed to be repaired before he could open the Veil.

Then there were the smaller questions. Who was this woman? What was she doing at the Conclave? Beyond the mark, she had no magic, and her blood did not pulse with lyrium as a templar. Callouses on her fingers indicated some proficiency with a bow, but she wore a peasant’s clothes made of sturdy but well worn fabric, skillfully patched with embroidered flowers many times over. He would have expected armor if she was a member of one of the mercenary companies that had gathered at Haven during the conclave. Seeker Cassandra Pentaghast had asked around, trying to determine who this woman was, but none of the locals knew her. Which threw out his most likely explanation of her being native to Haven.

He cast another spell, testing to find some way to manipulate the connection between the woman’s hand and the rifts. If he could just draw together the constructive frequencies of the mark and the destructive ones of the rifts something would happen. Either the rifts would close or they would unravel all the way, completely destroying the world. Considering all of his other efforts to effect the rifts had come to naught, the fifty-fifty chance of total annihilation was sadly the best odds available. Certainly letting things continue as they were would lead to the end of the world eventually, better the quick knife than the slow strangulation.

The easy answer would be, of course, to drag the woman’s unconscious body to a rift and thrust the mark in. Seeker Pentaghast was not about to let that happen. It would be an easy thing to take on the mark himself, if he was sure that exposing it to the rift was survivable. He knew he had the best chance of anyone in Thedas of fixing the Veil, it was senseless to risk himself in such a manner. Although there might be little choice if this went on much longer.

“Has there been any progress, apostate?” The Seeker’s stilted words interrupted his thoughts.

“Hardly enough to stop the execution of a mage who volunteered his help, it would seem.” Solas responded in even tones.

The Seeker grunted.

“Perhaps if I rested, had something to eat.” Solas continued, “At times the quickest way to find a solution to a problem is to let it alone until an answer presents itself.”

“I should remember you offered aid freely.” The Seeker relented, opening the cell door to let him pass, “Take care, the forward camps have reported the large rift at the temple has gone quiet but I fear it is only a breath between attacks.”

“Consider me duly informed.” Solas nodded his head in acknowledgement as he exited.

He adopted his meek apostate posture as he climbed the stairs of Haven’s Chantry. A religion that built dungeons in their houses of worship was not to be trusted - or taken lightly. The Maker seemed well enough for a god, though he had little need to make ruthless displays of power when those who professed to follow him did it so well on their own. And when one of those displays of power was the oppression of mages...well...best they saw him as nonthreatening as possible.

The Singing Maiden had been his refuge during his stay. The noise of the tavern was the perfect blank canvas against which to paint his thoughts. The rowdier patrons tended to leave the lowly elf alone, more so now he had become associated with the Seeker. There wasn’t a soul in Haven that wanted to cross swords with Cassandra Pentaghast.

He took a table near the corner and signaled the barmaid, settling into a book while he waited.

“What’s the news on our mystery woman?” a dwarf climbed into the seat across from him, sliding a mug of ale across the table.

“Master Tethras.” Solas inclined his head towards his new companion, “Her status remains the same.”

“Still unconscious. Still glowing.” Varric took a swig from his own mug.

“Have your inquiries illuminated anything new about the prisoner?”

“I’m up to my eyebrows in dead ends. No one seems to know who she is or what she was doing here.” He frowned, “No one left, anyways.”

“At least you seem to have made a modicum of progress. Yesterday you were only up to your ass.”

“True.” Varric laughed, “Although that’s not saying much for a dwarf.”

“It seems our only hope for answers lies uncommunicative in a cell.”

“At least she has you looking out for her. Cassandra’s problem solving includes ‘hit it with a sword’ and ‘threaten to hit it with a sword’.” Varric smirked, “I should know. I’ve seen it in action.”

“I am almost certain that nothing I have done has been of help to the woman in any way.” Solas kept his face neutral.

“You give yourself too little credit, Chuckles. I don’t see any other mages jumping at the chance to go into a Chantry cell. You volunteered for that shit.”

“Some apostates are wiser than others.”

“True, not everyone is stupid enough to play diamondback with a dwarf.”

“I believe I was winning. 200 to 150.”

“Not after last night. I’ve got you 500 to 250.”

“Are you quite certain? I would think I would remember only winning one hand in...five?”

“Ha! See?” Varric was already pulling out a deck of cards, “Not even you’re immune to Flissa’s hard brews. I told you not to drink that second mug.”

“I shall have to reclaim my dignity.” Solas gave a rare smile.

“Don’t worry, Chuckles. Even when you’re drunk you’ve got it more together than a lot of sober people I know.”

An Inquisition soldier threw open the door to the Singing Maiden with enough drama to draw the attention of most of the patrons there. The soldier looked around the tavern before she hurried over to a table, whispering to the people sitting there. Solas recognized them as more soldiers, off duty.

The whole table stood, some left while others went to speak with others in the tavern. The process repeated until all members of the Inquisition seemed to be leaving. This did not go unnoticed by Varric, who grabbed the arm of one hurrying past their table.

“What’s going on?” Varric asked.

“The Herald of Andraste is awake. Commander Cullen wants all available men ready in case there’s an adverse reaction from the rifts.” she answered him.

“Once again the commander’s leeriness of magic does him credit.” Solas observed, standing. “Forgive me, Varric. We will have to resume our card game at another time.”

“No need to explain.” Varric waved Solas off, “But I am going to pump you for information when you get back.”

Solas walked. Others rushed around him and the air swirled with rumors. In the days following the explosion some had accused the prisoner of causing it, others had come to believe her a holy symbol. Now that she was awake, the two factions had begun to clash with each other in earnest. He did not envy the headache this would mean for the Inquisition’s leadership.

Arriving at the Chantry he found the door was now being guarded by two soldiers, probably due to Cassandra being prudent.

“Sorry, ser. We’ve got orders not to let anyone past.” the guard on the left held up a hand, stopping him.

“I am the mage who offered to assist Seeker Pentaghast.” Solas attempted to continue forward, only to have the guard push back.

“Seeker said no one passes. No one.”

“Surly she will need assistance in ascertaining the magical nature of-”

“No one.”

“Then I wish to speak to the Seeker directly.” Solas stepped back.

“She’s busy.”

“Of course she is.” Solas sighed, “Nevertheless I wish to speak with her, if you would be so kind to inform her of my desire.”

“She said she no one passes while she interrogates the prisoner.”

“And that includes you.” Solas caught on.

“Correct, ser. Sorry, ser.” The guard saluted.

“If you would be so kind as to inform Seeker Pentaghast that I wish to speak to her when you get a chance, I would appreciate it.”

“Of course, ser.”

Solas turned to walk back to the tavern. If he wasn’t to have answers, at least he could have dinner. The Singing Maiden was emptier, only a few stragglers still nursed mugs of ale. Varric was gone. The dwarf had probably left in search of better rumors, he always seemed to know exactly where the thick of it was and how to get himself in the middle of it. Varric’s absence allowed Solas to return to his reading while he ate the stew Flissa brought him.

He had been in the middle of a particularly interesting volume from a modern Fade scholar. Some of the conjectures that had been made about the Fade in the years that had followed raising the Veil were fascinating, just as many were enraging in their inaccuracy.

The third time Solas read the same sentence, however, he had to admit defeat. He sighed as he closed the book and set it aside. The woman in the cell occupied his thoughts. So many answers to his questions, so close at hand, but still eluding his grasp. It was upsetting.

He had expected to see a messenger from Cassandra that evening in the tavern, but they did not come.

He expected that his slumber would be interrupted by a summons to meet with the seeker, but one did not come.

He expected to receive word at breakfast, but it did not come.

Late afternoon rolled around and still nothing. Solas debated returning to the Chantry to repeat his request to speak with Seeker Pentaghast. It would behoove him to wait, but the not knowing was quickly growing to insufferable levels.

Solas found himself at the Chantry doors once again.

“Sorry, ser. No one is allowed in the Chantry at the moment, ser.” a new guard informed him.

“I wish to speak with Seeker Pentaghast.” Solas said.

“No one is allowed in.”

“I would appreciate you notifying her that I am waiting.” Solas pressed.

“Sorry ser. No one-”

Solas interrupted the guard with a hard look.

“I’ll let her know you’re here.” The now nervous guard opened the door to the Chantry and disappeared inside.

Solas stared at the door as if his eyes could bore holes through the wood. The remaining guard looked pointedly ahead, not wishing to draw the apostate’s ire as her companion had. A few moments passed and the door opened again.

“Solas.” Cassandra said as she appeared. She squared her stance and crossed her arms, “You wished to speak with me.”

“I was hoping to learn when you might allow me to see the prisoner?” He reminded himself to appear humble despite how much his curiosity chewed at him.

“She is awake and in good health. After Leliana and I finish questioning her, we will bring her into the valley.” Cassandra frowned.

“Then you intend to test my theory that the mark will close the breach?”

“We do.”

“And I may speak with her at the breach?”

“No.”

“No?” Solas repeated, showing more anger than he meant to.

“She will be taken to Val Royeux. To stand trial.”

“So you intend to use magic no one alive has seen before, to meddle with the breach, the result of magic that has already taken unnumbered lives, without the council of the one mage that might have an inkling of not only what is happening, but what might happen should you attempt such a thing.” Solas kept his voice curt, but polite even as he felt his frustration building.

“Already Haven grows restless. They demand she be the one who pays for all that has happened...to keep her alive long enough for a trial stretches our resources.” Cassandra fixed Solas with the unwavering gaze he had come to know her for, “Should they also come to suspect the apostate mage…”

“I thank you for your concern but better they live to suspect me then perish in a foolhardy attempt by stumbling hands.”

Cassandra stared at him, brow furrowed in anger or thought, he could not tell.

“I concede your point.” She said at last, “Wait on the path into the valley, outside of the village.”

“Fewer eyes to draw unwelcome conclusions.” Solas nodded, a smile gently curving his lips. Cassandra was undoubtedly a woman of action, but her ability to be shrewd was not to be underestimated, “A wise compromise.”

The seeker grunted and disappeared back into the Chantry.

Solas, for his part, went to his tent to ensure he had all the supplies he might require. Varric was standing by the entrance, staring off at the horizon towards the Breach.

“Heard you were headed to the valley, Chuckles.”

“I am impressed. I had thought my conversation with Cassandra had been reasonably private.”

“Times like this? Only way to be sure a conversation stays private is to have it in your head.”

“Astute as always, Master Tethras.”

“I’m coming with you. You’ll need my and Bianca’s help if you want to meet the prisoner alive.” Varric shifted his stance as an easy smile spread across his face, “Did you get a name out of Cassandra? Or just disgusted grunts?”

“It did not come up, no.” Solas gave a brief chuckle, the sort that had earned him his nickname from the dwarf.

“I hate to keep calling her ‘the prisoner’, makes her sound guilty when we don’t know what happened. Just ‘boom’ and the world goes to shit. Funny how often that happens to me.”

“You might use ‘the herald’.” Solas watched Varric out of the corner of his eye for his reaction to this suggestion.

“Nah, that’s got a whole load of other crap attached to it. She just woke up. I should at least introduce myself before I start expecting her to pull miracles out of her ass.” “A sentiment most could appreciate.”

“C’mon Chuckles, we should get moving while there’s still wear in our boots.”

Solas and Varric left Haven without trouble. Most of the occupants of the village were busy either preparing for battle or spreading rumors or both. Solas noted that the faction that blamed the prisoner for the breach seemed to have claimed the majority. If the Inquisition was not careful, they would likely have a riot on their hands.

They found a waiting spot a respectable distance from the forward camp. Ruins provided a small amount of comfort, blocking the freezing mountain wind. Varric shivered and rubbed his arms for warmth.

“Have I ever mentioned how much I hate mountains?” Varric grumbled.

“Yes, I believe it has come up.” Solas barely managed to stop himself mid eye-roll, “I advise trying not to think about it.”

“That how you wade through this white shit with no shoes on?”

“The trick is to accept the cold. By not actively resisting the sensation, it becomes less of a discomfort.”

“You’re telling me you philosophize your way out of freezing your ass off?”

“That is one way of putting it.” Solas chuckled.

“I think I’ll stick to good old fashioned dwarven complaining.” Varric shook his head, “It doesn’t make me any warmer, but it makes me feel better.”

“It certainly alerts others not only to your location, but your mood and temperament as well.”

“I wouldn’t want you to forget I was down here, Chuckles.”

“Put that way, your complaining is practically a service.”

“I am going to use that one later.” Varric laughed.

The air crackled with wild magic and they were momentarily blinded by a flash of green light as a rift opened up in their midst. Demons poured out, spirits twisted by the pain and shock at suddenly finding themselves outside the Fade. What had once been gentle hearts of concern and caution had turned to sharpened points of fear and terror.

“Not how I was hoping to warm up.” Varric had already unslung his crossbow, Bianca, and dispatching their attackers.

“What is the phrase? Beggars can’t be choosers?” Solas pulsed with his own magic, turning it against the demons.

“I believe I was complaining, not begging.” Bianca twanged as another demon sprouted a bolt between their eyes.

“I stand corrected.” Lightning cracked through the air, dissipating a wraith.

Varric laughed, squeezing off two more shots. Between his bolts and Solas’s lightning they were able to make short work of the demons.

“That could have been worse.” Solas observed as the last wraith melted into nothing. As if responding to him, the rift crackled and released more demons into the world.

“You just had to tempt fate, didn’t you.” Varric shook his head while he reloaded Bianca, “The Seeker better show up soon or the only thing we’ll be meeting are our entrails.”

Like she had heard her name, Cassandra did come charging down the path to join the fray. Her arrival on the scene heralded by several arrows flying through the air and finding new homes in the chests and eye sockets of the gathered demons. Solas followed the path of the arrows back to their source to find the prisoner. It seemed that his conjecture about her familiarity with a bow had been correct. Someone had apparently found her a felted wool coat, several sizes too large. The sleeves had been rolled up a ridiculous number of times and the waist of the garment hung somewhere around her hips. She would have looked almost child-like if not for the expression of perfect focus on her face, knocking arrows from the quiver she wore at her side almost faster than his eyes could follow. The mark on her hand pulsed, tendrils of magic reaching towards the rift. He could feel the mark and rift calling to each other, the sensation rippling over his skin like an echo. Solas fought his way to her side, he had to get the mark closer to the rift.

As Varric dispatched of the last of the demons, Solas grabbed the prisoner’s wrist, dragging her towards the rift.

“Quickly! Before more come through.” Solas thrust the prisoner’s hand into the rift. Magic vibrated in the air around them as the mark and the rift snapped together, harmonizing their frequencies. She resisted him at first, trying to pull away. He watched her face carefully, wondering what she was thinking. What she would do. She was focused on the rift, her pulling stopped when she saw it closing. He even felt her push forward a bit, trying to move the mark closer. That was interesting.

There was another burst of green light as the rift shut. The prisoner had not died, nor did she seem to have come to a disproportionate amount of harm. Indeed, she was staring at the mark in wonder, slowly flexing her hand.

“What did you do?” She asked.

“I did nothing, the credit is yours.” Solas considered the woman before him. That her first impulse was to credit someone else with the victory was surprising.

“Mine, or the mark’s?” She looked up from her hand at him.

“Whatever magic placed that breach in the sky also placed that mark upon your hand. I theorized the mark might be able to close the rifts that have opened in the Breaches wake - and it seems I was correct.”

“So the mark’s then.” She gave him a shy smile and he noticed her eyes were red, like she had just been crying, “I knew I didn’t do anything other than stand there looking stupid.”

“Then the mark can close the breach.” Cassandra joined the conversation.

“Possibly.” Solas acknowledged the seeker, “It seems you hold the key to our salvation.”

“Possibly.” The prisoner repeated his word back at him, “Only if it works, though.”

“Good to know. Here I thought we’d be ass deep in demons forever.” Varric had finished picking demon goo off his gloves and walked over to the prisoner, “Varric Tethras: rouge, storyteller, and occasional unwelcome tagalong.”

Cassandra made a disgruntled sound.

“Ayla Adalen: flower seller, sharpshooter, and occasional Chantry prisoner.” She curtsied, “My friends call me Spoon.”

Cassandra made another disgruntled sound.

Solas raised an eyebrow in surprise. Adalen was the name of a Dalish clan, what was a human doing with it? Not to mention she curtsied to dwarves.

“Spoon?” Varric seemed taken aback that someone had come pre-nicknamed.

“Oh, you know. On account of the ears.” Ayla gestured at the sides of her head with her fingers.

Questions were forming on Varric’s face that he hadn’t quite managed to find words for yet.

“My name is Solas, if there are to be introductions. I am pleased you still live.”

“Solas?” Ayla turned back to him, “Your parents must have been very doting.”

“Pardon?” Solas cocked his head to consider her. There was nothing about this conversation he could have predicted. It was...refreshing.

“Do you have a sibling named Nehn?” Ayla asked.

“Oh! I see.” Solas chuckled, “No. I have no relation to Nehn.”

“If you are finished.” Cassandra interjected, “We should continue to the valley. Varric, thank you for your help. You should return to Haven.”

“Are you kidding me, Seeker?” Varric shook his head, “Have you been to the valley? Your soldiers aren’t in control anymore. You need me.”

“Ugh.” Cassandra rolled her eyes and started walking down the path, “I doubt I could stop you.”

Solas followed after her. The sooner they closed the Breach, the sooner he could return to what he had been doing before the sky started falling apart. Varric, and now Ayla, might be entertaining diversions, but they were still diversions.

“Well, Bianca’s excited.” He heard Varric say behind him.

“Bianca?” Ayla asked.

“Say hello, Bianca.”

“Your crossbow is named Bianca?”

“Of course, isn’t she a beauty?”

“I had been admiring her ratchet system. I’ve never seen a crossbow that draws so quickly.”

“She’s one of a kind. You’ve got yourself a real looker too, what kind of wood is that?”

“Ironbark. It was mamae’s bow.” Ayla’s voice cracked.

“Shit. You okay?”

“No. Yes. Maybe? It’s fine.” she sniffed, “I just need to focus on the task at hand.”

Solas looked back over his shoulder. Ayla was vigorously rubbing tears out of her eyes with one of her over-sized sleeves while Varric looked up at her with concern.

“Solas.” Cassandra’s voice drew his attention away.

“Yes, Seeker?” He answered.

“Now that you have seen the mark in action, are you able to draw any new conclusions?” Cassandra asked.

“The magic involved here is unlike any I have seen.” Solas cast another glance back at Ayla, “Your prisoner is no mage. Indeed, I find it difficult to imagine any mage having such power.”

“How do you know so much about the mark?” Ayla asked, catching up to him.

“Solas is an apostate.” Cassandra answered for him. As if his status as an apostate explained anything.

“Technically all mages are now apostates, Cassandra.” Solas continued, “My travels have allowed me to learn much of the Fade, far beyond the experience of any Circle mage.”

“Then the mark, and the Breach, are related to the Fade?” Ayla was looking up at him again, her face red and ruddy from where she had been rubbing it.

“All magic is related to the Fade. Every mage who casts a spell is drawing on the Fade in some capacity.” He found himself enjoying her curiosity, though it would likely matter little in the end, “But yes, the Breach - and the subsequent rifts - are interfering with the function of the Veil. The mark on your hand seems to grant you the ability to seal the rifts and repair the Veil.”

“Well, shit.” Varric said.

“Something the matter, Varric?” Solas asked.

“I just got this feeling that this is all going to lead to me entering the Fade...again.” Varric sounded almost as disgruntled as Cassandra.

The green light of a rift reflected lazily against the snow, right in front of gate to the forward camp. Demons and wraiths patrolled the area nearby. Ayla and Varric readied their weapons as Cassandra stalked into position. An arrow flew, followed by a bolt, taking the first two demons by surprise. The wraiths turned their attention on the archers, allowing Cassandra to ambush them. Solas summoned ice, freezing one and allowing the Seeker to concentrate her attacks.

“Alright, Spoon. You go left, I’ll go right.” Varric yelled over the sounds of battle. Ayla nodded and they began to circle the field, firing into the fray and making it difficult for the enemy to focus on any one target. This made it easy for himself and Cassandra to pick off the demons one by one.

Soon only the rift remained. Solas’s eyes followed Ayla to see what she would do. She took a few hesitant steps toward the glowing hole and raised the mark. Again, the two magics snapped together, harmonizing until the frequency of the rift abated causing the phenomena to send out another burst of light and disappear. This time, Solas was able to note the subtlest of twitches on Ayla’s face. It seemed the process was not completely pain-free.

“You are becoming quite proficient at this.” Solas commented.

“Let’s hope it works on the big one.” Varric wiped gore off of Bianca.

“Is there a plan B if it doesn’t?” Ayla asked.

“Pray.” Cassandra said.

“Seeker...was that a joke? I’m rubbing off on you, aren’t I?” Varric laughed.

Cassandra grunted.

“Open the gate. The rift has been dealt with.” Cassandra changed the subject as subtly as a shield bash to the face.

“Right away, Seeker Pentaghast.” The voice of a soldier came from beyond. The doors squeaked on their hinges as they swung open, revealing Leliana arguing with a chancellor whose facial hair never seemed to have come all the way in.

“And here they are.” The man said in a voice that encouraged immediate dislike.

“Chancellor Roderick, this is-”

“I know who she is. As Grand Chancellor of the Chantry, I hereby order you to take this criminal to Val Royeaux to face execution.”

“‘Order me?’” Cassandra’s voice was the sound of fury, “You are a glorified clerk. A bureaucrat!”

“And you are a thug, but a thug who supposedly serves the Chantry!” Rodrick shot back.

It was interesting to note that Cassandra did not grunt at him. As prickly as the Seeker could be, it seemed the noise was, in its way, a sound of affection. Of which she clearly had none for this chancellor.

“We serve the Most Holy, Chancellor, as you well know.” Leliana added to the argument. She had more patience than Cassandra, but she was reaching the end of it.

“Justinia is dead! We must elect a replacement, and obey her orders on the matter!” Rodrick yelled like he was hoping volume would substitute for intellect.

“Should we just nicely ask the demons to wait patiently while a new divine is elected?” Ayla’s voice was smooth, jovial even, “Not the soundest strategy I’ve ever heard. I thought perhaps I might try my hand at closing the Breach before I was beheaded. If that’s acceptable to you.”

“You opened it in the first place!” Roderick was turning some rather unpleasant shades of scarlet.

“Isn’t that just another reason I should try closing it?” Ayla returned calmly, flowing around his anger, “Unless you have another idea to keep us from all dying on the mountainside?”

“Call a retreat, Seeker. Our position is hopeless.”

Cassandra walked slowly and purposefully towards Roderick. The man visibly cowed.

“We can stop this before it’s too late.” She said.

“How? You won’t survive the valley long enough to reach the temple, even with all your soldiers.” Roderick backed away from the more powerful woman.

“We must get to the temple. It’s the quickest route.” Cassandra repeated, ready to make it so by will alone.

“Not the safest. Our forces can charge as a distraction while we go through the mountains.” Leliana offered.

“We lost contact with an entire squad on that path. It is too risky.” Cassandra said. Her assessment of risk seemed dubious at best, but it was very like her to chose the known danger of charging the valley over the unknown of the pass. Solas shifted, wondering how he could steer them towards the safer route.

“Listen to me! Abandon this now before more lives are lost!” Roderick was whining now.

The Breach interrupted the debate, expanding. The mark on Ayla’s hand responded, and she fell to her knees with a cry, clutching her wrist and gritting her teeth against the pain.

“This just isn’t your day.” Varric helped Ayla stand back up, “You okay?”

“I’d really like to close the Breach now.” She said through a pained smile.

“How do you think we should proceed?” Cassandra asked her, now completely ignoring Roderick.

“Me?” Ayla’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.

“You have the mark.” Solas supported the sudden shift in power. He was curious as to what Ayla would do with it.

“And you are the one we must keep alive. Since we cannot agree on our own…” Cassandra concluded.

Ayla’s eyes fixed on the mountains in the distance, and on the breech. She slide her teeth over her bottom lip, catching the corner.

“If you haven’t heard from your squad, they could still be alive. If we can help them, we should.” She said at last. Varric sighed with relief. Cassandra pursed her lips, but went with the decision made.

“Leliana, bring everyone left in the valley. Everyone.” Cassandra swung into action. One admirable quality of the Seeker was that once a decision was made she was always full force behind it. Although Solas was sure this same trait made it very difficult to change Cassandra’s mind.

“On your head be the consequences, Seeker.” Rodrick got in one more dig as the companions left the camp. Cassandra darkened. The group traveled the winding mountain path towards a complex just barely visible in the distance.

“So. Denerim?” Varric tried to ease the tension that had been hanging since the forward camp.

“Yes, how did you know?” Ayla asked.

“I’ve got a good ear for accents, and I know a fellow city dweller when I see one.” Varric explained.

“And here I thought I was adapting so well.” Ayla smiled. Solas noted this time that it did not seem to reach her eyes. Since they had met, she was continually pushing past some sadness.

“It’s the way you stare at the inclined terrain like it’s personally offended you.” Varric laughed, “Trust me. I get it. What were you doing all the way out in Haven?”

“I came with my sister for the Conclave. She is-” Ayla cracked again, “She was a mage.”

“Sorry. I shouldn’t have brought it up.” Varric’s voice took on a comforting tone, “Soul Survivors never have happy stories.”

“Well, if we can manage to reach the Breach alive, maybe we can at least make it bittersweet.” Ayla said as they reached the structure they had been walking towards.

“That’s...relentlessly optimistic.” Varric replied as he started climbing a ladder towards an entrance into the mountain.

“I wouldn’t be able to get past the fact the only thing I have to look forward to after this is a beheading if I was pessimistic about it.” Ayla began climbing after him.

“I promised you a trial, and you will get one.” Cassandra added as she too began the climb.

“If Chancellor Roderick is representative of what remains of the Chantry’s justice system, I can understand Ayla’s forgone conclusion.” Solas followed after the rest of the group.

“Not everyone in the Chantry is as…” Cassandra paused, searching for a word.

“Repugnant?” Varric offered.

“Distasteful?” Ayla added.

“Insipid?” Solas couldn’t resist joining.

“Ugh.” Cassandra grunted.

“That too.” Varric laughed.

“The tunnel should be just ahead. The path to the temple lies beyond.” Cassandra called up to Varric as he reached the top of the ladder.

“What manner of tunnel is it? Mine?” Solas’s interest piquing. The mountains were full of fascinating ruins. It was too bad the Breach was warping the natural state of the Fade in the area or he could spend centuries exploring the memories here.

“An old mining complex. The mountains are full of such paths.” Cassandra answered.

“Who was mining here? Not dwarves.” Varric asked.

“I don’t know.” Cassandra said with some surprise, “I had always assumed it was the dragon cult that occupied Haven before the Chantry reclaimed the Temple of Sacred Ashes.”

“There’s an awful lot of stonewall and brickwork for a mine.” Ayla commented as she peered into the entrance. Solas caught himself smiling at her observation. Though it had been built on, he could see the elven bones of the architecture in the tunnel. It certainly was not a mine.

“Perhaps we were misinformed.” Cassandra shrugged her shoulders, “It matters little. There is a path and it gets us to the Temple.”

Demons prowled the short path through the mountain, but they were beginning to work reasonably well as a group. The source of the demons became apparent when they exited the tunnel, a rift awaited them on the other side. What remained of the missing scout patrol was doing their best to hold off the monsters. There was no hesitation: they joined the fray.

With the demons clear and the scouting patrol out of danger, Ayla approached the rift. She displayed more confidence this time, bracing herself against the magic and presumably the pain.

“Thank the Maker you finally arrived, Lady Cassandra. I don’t think we could have held out much longer.” One of the scouts said as Cassandra helped them up.

“Thank our prisoner, Lieutenant. She insisted we come this way.” Cassandra looked back at Ayla who was flexing her hand.

“The prisoner? Then you…?”

“I’m glad we were able to help.” Ayla gave the scout a small smile, “It was worth the risk.”

“Then you have my sincere gratitude.” The scout saluted Ayla. Solas watched as her eyes widen briefly in surprise before she returned the salute with a slight bow.

“The way into the valley behind us is clear for the moment. Go, while you still can.” Cassandra directed the patrol.

“At once.” The scout acknowledged Cassandra before turning to the rest of the patrol, “Quickly, let’s move!”

“The path ahead appears to be clear of demons as well.” Solas said, joining Cassandra and Ayla where they stood.

“Let’s hurry. Before that changes.” Cassandra lead the way down to the Temple, or what was left of it. Small fires still burned while errant magic caused the upturned stones that lined the crater to pulse green. As they drew closer to the Breach, twisted bodies, mummified but the sudden heat and magic of the explosion told a twisted tale of the events that had unfolded there.

“Oh!” A small cry of distress escaped Ayla’s mouth before she covered it with the palm of her hand. She approached one of the bodies, almost reverently, her other hand outreached as if to touch it.

“Don’t.” Varric knocked her hand away, “Red Lyrium. I’ve seen it before. No touching, it’s evil.”

Ayla nodded mutely, and walked the path through the ruins more slowly after that, observing every grim statue. Solas realized she was probably thinking about her sister. It was a difficult thing being asked of her, yet still she pushed on.

“What’s it doing here, Seeker?” Varric turned to Cassandra.

“Magic could have drawn on lyrium beneath the temple, corrupted it…” Solas looked at the crystalline structures, how had Corypheus managed that? It was the same material the magister had augmented his physical form with. Perhaps it was connected to wherever his orb had disappeared after the explosion.

“Keep the sacrifice still.”

Solas snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of Corypheus’s voice. Impossible.

“Someone help me!” A female voice cried.

“That is Divine Justinia’s voice!” Cassandra exclaimed.

Ah. The Fade was playing the memories of what had happened. Interesting.

As Ayla drew near the rift, the mark began to react again and the voices became accompanied by visions. The Divine, suspended, repeating her cry for help and Corypheus, a smokey shadow. What magic allowed the Divine to be rendered so clearly but maintained Corypheus’s anonymity?

“What’s going on here?” Ayla’s voice came.

“That was your voice!” Cassandra said with surprise, “Most Holy called out to you. But…”

“Run while you can!” The Divine said.

“We have an intruder.” The hazy shadow of Corypheus turned on the projection of Ayla as the memory played out before them, “Kill her. Now!”

The memory ended.

“You were there! Who attacked? And the Divine, is she…? Was the vision true? What are we seeing?” Cassandra turned on Ayla, relentless with her interrogation.

“I - I still don’t remember!” Ayla seemed to be as truly surprised as the rest of them. Perhaps that had something to do with Corypheus’s shadowy form? Had he laid some sort of memory spell on her? At least he knew for sure now that Ayla bearing the mark had not been Corypheus’s intention.

Cassandra frowned, dissatisfied with Ayla’s answer. Solas took pity on her.

“Echoes of what happened here. The Fade bleeds into this place.” He hoped the explanation would satisfy the Seeker, or at least get her to back off a little, “The rift is not sealed, but it closed...albeit temporarily. I believe with the mark, the rift can be opened, and then sealed properly and safely. However, opening the rift will likely attract attention from the other side.”

“That means demons! Stand ready!” Cassandra rallied the Inquisition soldiers. A call to action was perhaps as good as an answer to the Seeker. Archers and swordsmen got into position at the Seeker’s command.

Ayla steadied herself in front of the closed rift. She turned to Cassandra, who nodded, sword at the ready. Then she looked to Solas, again surprising him. He gave her a reassuring nod. Ayla raised her hand to the rift, the magic latching on to the closure and snapping it open.

A pride demon spilled forth from the newly opened rift. It was almost to be expected that pride would be attracted to Corypheus’s manipulations on this place. Solas would have laughed if he wasn’t busy trying to fight the demon. Solas versus pride. Fate was clearly trying to develop a sense of humor.

The fight was not an easy one, and it took all the assembled forces to put the demon down. But the battle was won.

“Do it!” Cassandra yelled at Ayla.

Ayla raised the mark, connecting it to the rift. This time the frequencies took much longer to harmonize. Solas felt the magical tension crackling across his skin, making the air go thick in the basin created by the explosion. Ayla cried out, bracing the hand that bore the mark in place. Pain was etched into her features as she struggled against herself to keep the mark on the rift. This could kill her, but it would be worth it to close the Breach. He had to convince himself of that. The rift vibrated along its connection to the Breach, trying to pull it closed as well. The thrumming of the discordant frequencies and Solas felt his heart sink. Ayla could sacrifice herself to the Breach and it still might not be enough.

There was a snap and the connection was broken. The rift sealed, sending a surge of power towards the Breach. Green light flashed in the sky. The Breach was closed, but not sealed. Solas hurried to where Ayla lay crumpled on the ground, kneeling beside her.

“Is she…?” Varric approached.

“No. She lives still.” Solas said, “But I do not think a second attempt is advisable.”

“Then what do we do now?” Cassandra took up a spot nearby, looking uncomfortable and unsure of what to do with herself as Solas tended to Ayla’s unconscious form.

“Simply put, we need more power.” Solas answered.

“And to let her rest.” Varric added, “She did just save our collective asses.”

Author Notes:

I almost used Cassandra as the POV character for this chapter.

Nehn: From the Project Elvhen, meaning Joy. Ayla is teasing Solas about being named Pride. Or at least asking some very good questions about his parents intentions naming him something like that. (I lean more towards Solas picking out his name for himself, but Ayla wouldn’t think that based on the information currently available to her)

I substituted in Spades for Diamondback. I know Blackwall says he taught Solas how to play, but I also think Solas is most likely Inquisition member to be a card shark. Followed by Josie of course.

I’m not sure if I’ll be doing another chapter that’s basically a novelization of Inquisition, but given the point of creating Ayla in the first place is seeing how Solas reacted I felt it was important to write out their first meeting. I’m also not sure how interesting this is to read.

Much of the dialogue ended up being direct quotes from the game. I’m not sure how I feel about that.

I’m not sure about a lot. Nevertheless here we are.

This chapter also got a little out of hand length-wise. I hope Cassandra’s enduring grunts make up for it.

Next Chapter: 5

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