#Phosa

[justashadetalkative]

The kiddos! Snagged from @hearthtales

(Picrew link)

[krtart]

Gate Room | January 2022

If I've uploaded this before it isn't tagged in a way I can find it, hah. So! Have an old rough drawing of one of the Spire's gate rooms.

Ever since Phosa and Linast tried to literally tear the Spire apart when they showed up, unauthorized arrivals get shunted to gate rooms and held there by forcefield until released. It doesn’t catch all malicious actors, but it does at least keep random confused arrivals from causing too much damage until someone can come and orient them.

[justashadetalkative]

“Sometimes… mostly just the really important ones, where pinching off bleeding would make almost as many problems as doing nothing.” 

Phosa could understand the bot’s interest in other machines. She was usually interested to hear about other AI as well, and Linast even more so than her. 

The outstretched hand distracted her from asking about other machines on this world, though — and saved her from trying to explain her loose estimate of the numbers in the Spire.

Phosa surrendered the plating immediately, taking a few steps back afterwards to give the bot (the appearance of) some space. “Sure! Yeah. Sorry. How about the rest, are you feeling any steadier?”

She gave the bot another look over while she waited to see whether there was any more success at moving away from the wall this time. “Like I said, I can help you get somewhere else if you need, or wait with you if there’s anyone who can come pick you up… or, uh I can fuck off, if you prefer.” She didn’t really want to, but.

"Blood vessels...require shunts?" Never mind, questioning how one would come to figure that out. Fivemind, for all their expertise in electronics and machinery, didn't know all that much about the organic body. They did know enough to understand that blood flows through the body through a circulatory system and that blood should stay within the body as much as possible. Just not the finer details.

The machine noted how the other faltered when asked about...others. That was something, the AI supposed. Not anything just yet, but could have been something. Past experiences had taught the AI to watch out for little things like that.

"Oh. So there are other machines that are sapient as well." The android did perk up at that. "Ten or twenty...is quite a range of numbers."

"By the way...I think it should be fine for that plate to be reattached later," Yellow Three held out a hand. He would like that plating back, actually.

[outofthiisworld]

⭐? 👀

MUSE COMBOS !!!

ᯓ✦ DOC⭐DIAMOND i’m a simple woman. i see an old man, and i want to throw my own old man at him.

both men of medicine, haunted by the past of their actions (or inaction)— arguably trying to do the right thing now while mentoring beings beyond them … there’s a lot of parallels between them!!! 

It’d be neat to see if this’ll be a spark of solidarity, or they’ll end up butting heads because of it 👀✨ (maybe even……..BOTH!!!)

ᯓ✦ OPHELIA⭐️PHOSA+LINAST what’s better than this? just three entities with astonishing abilities on a ✨journey of self-discovery✨

Ophelia is hedonistic, so perhaps there’s something there as someone who used to be trapped as nothing more than a tool to be used, now face-to-face with two who share a familiar (yet so different) fate as child soldiers? 

In short: Ophelia being both a wonderful or terrible influence on them (depending on who you ask) would be fuuuunnnyyyyyyy (if not just a little bit bittersweet, too!)

ᯓ✦ DOC+OPHELIA⭐️THE SPIRE oh woe, to escape one prison up in the stars, only to then be shoved in another one— i like the idea of somehow and someway, both Doc and Ophelia ending up as accidental visitors to the spire and sharing the same fate all visitors do.

While not a man of magic, Doc would be gung-ho about working on a way of escape (working with diamond perhaps?👀). In the meanwhile, I think Ophelia would try to liven up the place with her own flair of life ... and also ... perhaps be a bit of a trickster to those around her as a way to pass the time ... as well as acting as their brand new scary guard dog.

[thebirdandhersong]

one of these days I'm going to have to make a "songs I fell in love with because @madamescarlette had it on her playlists/mentioned it/loves it too" playlist because the list is growing!

[eathandhax]

Linast on the left, Phosa on the right! A bit rough, but should get the idea across.

🌸Entry Accepted!🌸

[krtart]

[Image description: A traditional pen illustration of Phosa and Linast attempting to cook something with eggs and flour. Phosa sits cross-legged on the counter, frowning down at a cook book; Linast leans over and gives the cookbook an equally skeptical look, flour trailing from one hand. End ID.]

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Side note: The fun thing with Phosa and Linast’s manifestations is that they... can’t really get dirty? They’re basically telekinesis with a lightshow attached, so there aren’t any of the normal forces that make things stick to actual physical objects. And even if there were, all they’d have to do is de-manifest and make a fresh manifestation.

Similarly with the core — while it is a physical object, unlike their manifestations, Linast can always phase or teleport it to clean it.

@quoth143 : I don’t know who’s letting these two cook for them unsupervised, but it’s probably not gonna end well. Thanks for the prompt!

Linast with his sibling/counterpart, Phosa.

Send me my OCs and a number! (Or your OCs, or fandom characters; check the tags. ^_^)

[justashadetalkative]

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I look into the waters and see a face I don’t recognize:

Who’s this?

(Who’re you?)

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[krtart]

Expression Prompts | 2024

I took some expression art prompts over on my rp blog a while back! Took the chance to experiment with gradient maps a bit. Also with trying to learn how to draw lips. xD

Alice and Chester both belong to and were prompted by @jxsmine-skye, while Phosa and Linast belong to me and were prompted by @clownboyskingdom !

[k4ban0s2]

o patrzcie jaki slixzny phos na prof

jak bede zmieniala co 2 dni profilowe z phosa na antarca z antarca na phosa to sorka💗💗💗

[justashadetalkative]

Phosa hesitates as Thursday makes her own way forward. 

She’s conflicted. On the one hand, she isn’t carrying the core right now, so there’s no feasible way that even a panicking horse could truly hurt her. She feels pretty strongly that she should be the one to make any physical approach. On the other hand, this is an unfamiliar place and Thursday is a relative stranger to her; Phosa doesn’t want to risk misstepping somehow. 

And she does have to admit that unless this horse is from the Spire somehow, a normal looking human is probably a lot less likely to spook it than Phosa’s own glowing form.

Phosa winces and shakes her head at the question. “Sorry. I don’t eat. Or, uh… carry much, usually.” Even the fact that she’s wearing her suit is a bit of luck; it’s always pretty tedious to walk it around compared to just reforming her manifestation wherever she wants to be, and unless she‘s already stuck traveling the slow way thanks to carrying the core or some important piece of equipment, she often doesn’t bother. 

Though speaking of equipment… Phosa’s communicator is in her pocket. On the unlikely chance that it’ll do any good, she sends a quick text to Diamond: -send me an apple?-

She isn’t one to hold out hope for outside help. Phosa shifts once more, experimentally stepping forward and a bit to the side. The horse’s ears swivel to follow the rustle of her suit, but at least at her current distance it doesn’t seem too alarmed. It's far more interested in its futile quest for treats.

“Maybe you could try backing up, now that it’s interested? Lead it somewhere… uh, how far is it to the exit?”

Regardless of whose horse it is, how it got here, or what color it is, Thursday still feels a sense of responsibility here. The Office is a place where she is in ultimately in charge, and Phosa is ultimately a guest to her - she can't expect this person, who is new to the Office, to take care of some random horse that's just standing there, even if she were to know more about horses than she does herself.

So, the moment she sees Phosa move, that seems to snap Thursday out of her confusion too and gets her moving. She blinks, flinches slightly, and then approaches the horse with caution, because she has no idea how to approach a horse and doesn't want to spook it and make it either start freaking out and running around, or hurt her new guest.

"Okay- horse... Sorry, we don't know your name here, if you have one or anything, but, ah... We're gonna have to like, move you, and I'm afraid you might be a little confused by that, so I hope you can at least somewhat understand what I'm saying here, because if you don't, then, well, this is gonna be even more awkward to you," she says, using her "I'm talking to a slightly upset customer, one who is irate enough to not use the 'normal speaking with a customer' voice which is similar to 'speaking with a young child' voice" voice in attempt to get the horse's attention without upsetting it.

The horse looks at her, which makes her freeze momentarily and put her hands up. "No weapons. Nothing scary. Nothing to hurt you with. See?" she says, standing stock still.

The horse just comes over and sniffs at her hands, clearly looking for a treat.

Thursday's eyes move, although the rest of her doesn't. She looks back at Phosa. "Would you, by any chance, happen to have like, an apple or something on you?"

[mabriga]

DELEGATES FROM 39 AFRICAN COUNTRIES ATTEND THE ANNUAL SPECIAL OLYMPICS LEADERSHIP CONFERENCE IN ADDIS ABABA

 DR MATHEWS PHOSA, SPECIAL OLYMPICS SA CHAIRPERSON OF HONOURED AT EVENT For the first time since the pandemic, the annual Africa Leadership Conference is taking place in person at the Ethiopian Airways Skylight Hotel in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. Over 100 delegates from 39 African program countries are attending three days of sessions. This year marks the 19th Special Olympics Africa Leadership…

[eathandhax]

Linast (left) and Phosa (right)!

🎭🌠 Entry Accepted! 🌠🎭

[justashadetalkative]

Phosa almost said ‘of course not’—she couldn’t get burned—but she realized what Megan meant in time.

She hesitated, faltering visibly as she studied the page. “I… don’t know,” Phosa admitted eventually. “It’s… the center was too… it just needed to be empty.”

It looked like an eye now, staring up at her; like a hole at the center of the world. Phosa flickered and forced her attention away from it, drawing her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. It was long-practiced mimicry of body language; she was uncomfortable, so she telegraphed it in a way that Megan could read. But it was also so that she could squeeze her magic against itself, exerting force against one of the few things in the world that wouldn’t crumple under the pressure.

“…maybe a bit,” she conceded. Closed her eyes. "After. Or... at least, I don't like it. Didn't really want to stop, though."

༄ @justashadetalkative , continued from ✧

Megan watched as Phosa drew. Curiosity brimmed beneath her silence, but she stayed as still and quiet as she could, not wanting to distract the other from whatever thoughts or feelings guided her hand.

Yellow and red and orange. Jagged lines, wandering lines. When the paper burned beneath Phosa’s finger, Megan’s eyes widened, and she bit her lip to stifle a breath of surprise. More burnt lines followed. Thin wisps of smoke rose into the air with them, and the smell of ash mingled with the saltwater breeze.

Phosa stopped.

Megan stared at the scorch-marked paper, fumbling for words of her own. “Does it hurt?” she broke the silence at last, not fully understanding what she even meant by the question. She shifted where she sat on the grass, her brow furrowed as she tried to clarify. “The burnt parts, I mean.” Something ached in the back of her mind when she looked at them.

[justashadetalkative]

⚔️ CROSSED SWORDS — do you have any skills that you are absolutely grateful you have and that mean a lot to you? how do you usually use these skills? would they come in handy if someone you cared about was in trouble? ( Phosa + Linast )

The constructs glance at one another, flickering briefly in silent conversation.

“There’s a lot of stuff that means a lot to us that… other people would take for granted? Or wouldn’t think of as skills?” Linast offers after a moment. “Body language. Moving things. Making s-sounds.” He makes a face. “Talking, even. I’m ffinally getting to where that feels like my own skill, now, instead of something that’s only there because it was shoved in my head.”

“The skill of not crisping people with radiation unless I want to,” Phosa adds. “Pretty grateful I can do that. Took a lot of work.”

“…that,” Linast agrees. “But! Again… Lots of people, they take those things for granted. It isn’t exactly… fun to bring up.”

“So my skill is that I’m good at planning, and at committing to doing the work of… mm. How to put it. Following through on my decisions?” Phosa says. “Kind of the reverse thing, I guess… I’d probably take it for granted if I didn’t see other people have so much trouble with it. But it means a lot to me that I can be proactive. And it’s good when there’s trouble — whether that’s real danger, or just a friend having trouble cleaning their room.”

“And mine is my art. Which… I guess is part of body language — our bodies, those are kind of art we make, right? They’re our designs — but I more mean the, ah… the physical stuff I make. Sculptures, and paintings. I use it for… journalling, I guess; helping my own thoughts make sense to me, or at least getting them down somewhere. And for making gifts! I really like that I can make things that other people find beautiful, or that help them understand ssomething. I dunno if it’s good for other people in trouble, though… I guess it might cheer them up? But that’s about it.”

[krtart]

A list of all the conceptualized Spire characters that I can think of off the top of my head, because why not?

Felidaen

Waehua

Diamond

Valien

Valien’s robots: Millie, Walker, Yzma

Sondra

Phosa

Linast

Clemcy

Space

Ventro

Oranask

Clemcy’s other employees: Meridian, Merlin, Drake, Kaa, unnamed mech

Al’deial (Clemcy’s sister)

Piper

Lis

Brian

Brian’s children: Azi, Tangon, Corglacia, Aquihora

Monanda

Medics: Rainbow, Jaenum, Kilsi, Scarlet, Ruby, unnamed curved spiky back dude, unnamed pterodactyl dude, 2 unnamed moths, Sotoree

Eldraxx

Natay

Unnamed yellow bug dude

The cat family: Nermal, Dotson, Smoke, the unnamed grandmother, Snowball, Shadow, Chip, Smokey (Jr.), Anthony, Stephanie, Mickey, Brownie, Fudgie, probably at least one more I’m forgetting rn

(The cats are descended from Actual House Cats that the Spire mutated, and their naming conventions reflect that 😂)

Juno

The mind sprites: Azizi, Ulstrixi, Zami, Kade, & Tadistix

Atari

Quinia

Atari & Quinia’s kid whose name I’ve forgotten

Dalgiroth

Unnamed goth druid lady

The pseudodragon group (I’ve forgotten their names)

Bodo

Dentolin

Sciathain

The other dragons (red, yellow)

The big skeleton dude

Grim

Grim’s pet

The unnamed ice dude who wrecked Clemcy’s shit

The unnamed iron tiger