#Lady Camellia

[noaheadiegamedev]

Lady Camellia

Species: Balladians (Human Descendents)

Homeworld: Crimson Isle

Pronouns: She/Her

“Tech be damned, the most advanced and effective tools at your disposal will always be your head and your heart.”

Backstory after the jump.

On the satellite moon of Crimson Isle, war divided the people, greed and avarice fuelling bloody conflict after bloody conflict. For seven centuries, noble knights fought bitterly over arable land, in the name of their monarch and for the glory of their country. One such monarchy, the House of Bouquetia, discovered evidence of creatures living in the stars. Keeping this secret to themselves, they reduced their military presence to focus on interstellar communications.

In time, their calls were answered by the Steelscale Empire, dragon-blooded spacefaring reptilians with a hundred worlds in their purview. The Bouquetians made a pact with the Steelscale aliens. The dragonbloods would send Bouquetia advanced weapons, unlike any seen across the whole of Crimson Isle. In return, the Bouquetians would unite the moon under the Steelscale banner. Furthermore, each year the moon must pay a tithe of one fourth of their crops, and offer one thousand subjects willing to expatriate to the empire abroad.

In truth, the Steelscales gave the Bouquetians about twenty dusty crates of surplus tech. Still, the House of Bouquetia were now absurdly more well-armed than their foes, bringing laser cannons and power armor to a war fought with axes and shields. They destroyed all opposition in a matter of months. What countries survived long enough to plead fealty were absorbed into the United Lands of Bouquetia - now the one legitimate power across all of Crimson Isle. They were fair and merciful victors, and allowed the other nations to preserve their cultures, so long as they cooperated with Camellia's peacekeeping efforts.

For the first year, Bouquetia honored their end of the bargain with the Steelscales. They changed their heraldry to silver banners of fearsome dragons, and gathered the necessary offerings for their overlords. However, when the time came for the dragonbloods to collect, none arrived. The Bouquetias reached out through their established interstellar channels, and were met with silence. Confused, the people of Crimson Isle continued their pretense of Steelscale soverignty, certain their alien masters would one day return. But they did not arrive the next year, nor the year after that. It appeared as if Crimson Isle was forgotten - and thus had no further obligation.

Forty years later, the United Lands of Bouquetia were a thriving nation. Dragonscale technology was shared and reverse-engineered, and new innovations extrapolated from their findings. Diseases were cured, drudgery was reduced, and agricultural yields increased tenfold. There was enough for everyone, and it was distributed fairly. The monarchy's power was dissolved, the royal family now paying taxes the same as everyone else. A senate representing each of the United Lands equally was installed in their place. With little left to fight over, the various cultures were integrated together into a rich, vibrant whole. The standing military body was little more than a host for weekly tournaments and airshows. The Turbo Knights, a squad of thirty lance-wielding warriors with scaletech jetpacks, were the crowd favorite, for their captain was none other than Lady Camellia, the princess of Bouquetia. Though the dragonbloods were remembered and revered, no crops nor settlers were left for them.

Out of nowhere, a massive ship appeared in the sky, followed by a small fleet of similar crafts. Its heraldry - silver, with the head of a fearsome dragon - was instantly recognized as that of Steelscale royalty. From the bridge of his ship, Emperor Steelscale himself spoke to all of Crimson Isle, his voice booming throughout the lands. The Steelscale Empire was in steep decline, embroiled in a costly war that they were quickly losing. What the Bouquetians saw in the sky was all that remained of its galaxy-spanning space force. The emperor asserted that, since he was owed a debt unpaid, Crimson Isle was obligated to help them shore up their military power, so that they may stage a counterattack.

The Bouquetian military was eager to assist the magnamanious Steelscales, who were responsible for their state of peace and plenty. However, before they could voice their support, the ground shook with tremendous force. The emperor's ship was using its mighty tractor beam to rip all the moon's crops from the earth, topsoil and all. Shock forces descended onto the surface, taking prisoner anyone they considered a capable warrior. This was not a collaboration - this was an invasion!

Lady Camellia, enraged by this betrayal, took to the skies with the other Turbo Knights to protect her land. As war waged on the ground below, she led a counter assault on the emperor's ship. With their lances, the Turbo Knights punctured through the crumbling hull. They stormed the halls of the mighty craft, slaying all who stood in their way. However, for every two Steelscale infantry slain, one Turbo Knight fell. Despite their superior armor, they knew little about actual combat. Lady Camellia, trained by veterans from all sides of the war forty years prior, knew they could not carry on at this rate. She commanded the others to fly outside the ship, using their stuntsmanship to divert and evade enemy fire. Most obeyed, but a few insisted on remaining at her side. She took it upon herself to protect these brave fools as they continued their assault.

Lady Camellia herself was the one to skewer the traitorous emperor, but not before he tripped the ship's self-destruct sequence. Camellia raced through the doomed craft's corridors, extracting her comrades spread across its floors. She pulled her entire crew a safe distance from the ship, with seconds to spare. However, at the last moment, one of them quickly turned back around, seeking to filch some souvenir from the emperor's ship before it was destroyed. Camellia, screaming, rushed to this fool's rescue, then forcefully threw them back with the others. At that exact moment, the ship exploded, and a massive piece of shrapnel plunged itself into Camellia's skull. By all means, Lady Camellia should have died there and then, but in her words, she was simply "too angry to die".

Crimson Isle was saved from the desperation of the Steelscales, and Lady Camellia was dubbed a war hero. Camellia decided to leave the shrapnel embedded in her head, as a reminder that it is the rightful burden of those with strength to protect those without. Medical analysis concluded that the shrapnel was of no danger to her well-being - it's already done all the damage it could - and so the shrapnel remains.

Having finally tasted true combat, Lady Camellia was eager for more. She immediately accepted the Thrasher League’s invitation to join their arena. Her talents lie in covering her allies’ blind spots, and skewering those who dare to fire upon them. Camellia is fierce and passionate, both on and off the battlefield, and is infamous for proclaiming elaborate, profanity-ridden tirades when angered.

[dozydawn]

Svetlana Zakharova

Nicoletta Manni

Yuka Ebihara

Ketevan Papava

Sue-Jin Kang

Daria Sukhorukova

Eleonora Abbagnato

Igone de Jongh

Agnès Letestu

Aurélie Dupont

[cinematicjourney]

The Lady of the Camellias (1981) | dir. Mauro Bolognini

[la-cocotte-de-paris]

Edwige Feuillère preparing backstage for a production of La Dame aux Camélias, Royal Lyceum Theatre, Edinburgh, 1953.

Photographed by Henry Clarke. Dress by Balmain.

[faggotfungus]

The Lady of the Camellias

Lothigraph by Alphonse Mucha for Dumas' 1882 stage adaptation featuring Sarah Bernhardt as Marguerite Gautier.

[jpgcore]

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[teacupchimera]

y'all I am Vibrating with excitement about this new piece I've just started working on 👀

[thewillowoaklady]

Camellia flowers

[esteemed-excellency]

hello fl mutuals I'm still sick and my energy is nonexistent so I'm going to reblog all the posts in my drafts with basic tags only, but please know that I love and appreciate all your works <3

the good news is I made a playlist with antique music boxes recordings and old carousel organs tunes:

[7pleiades7]

Young Lady with Camellia (c. 1850), (detail), by Jožef Tominc (1790-1866), oil on canvas, 94.4 x 76.3 cm, National Gallery of Slovenia, Ljubljana

[angstmongertina]

The way @teaandinanity takes my angstiest 7KPP daughter and slamdunks her into comedies in shared universes is actually one of the funniest and most amazing things in the world to me. I love you so much, Tea.

[noaheadiegamedev]

Lady Camellia WIP

Lots of reds, whites, purples, and pinks for the various shades camellias can take. Also including some muted/darker shades for raw metallic elements, and sky blue as a contrast shade.

[dozydawn]

Svetlana Zakharova & Edvin Revazov

Olga Smirnova & Artem Ovcharenko

[cinematicjourney]

The Lady of the Camellias (1981) | dir. Mauro Bolognini

[la-cocotte-de-paris]

The Agony of Marguerite Gautier

Photography by Jean-Paul Goude, Paris, 1992

Model: Farida Khelfa

[mary-maud]

Life is no more than the repeated fulfilling of a permanent desire. The soul is merely the vestal handmaid whose task is to keep the sacred flame of love burning.

La Dame aux Camélias by Alexandre Dumas fils