#SOMEONE DHEL ME

[caladhel-iarian]

(De)Classified Information

Things I like RP partners to know

I like to be called:  Anything, so long as you call me.  Truly, you can just call me Ren; it’s my name. But I’ll answer to anything as long as I’m aware that you are using it to address me.

One thing you should know about me (or several): 1.) Because of my intense social anxiety, I've been told I come across as cold, robotic, unfriendly, unapproachable and intimidating--but the reality is, I often don't know what to say or when to say it. I want to befriend people, but until I feel like I have a read on someone and get comfortable navigating interaction with them, I just sort of clam up and come off as distant by being overly polite and formal. Be sure that I want to get to know you and I'm interested in the things you create; I just don't want to make you uncomfortable by asking too many questions or make you feel like I'm prying into your life. 2.) I want to feel useful to people. When I created Phibi and her puppet shows, I did it because I wanted to make people laugh, to give them something lighthearted and silly to interact with. By creating the triplets and their music, I wanted to make the RP universe feel more real somehow? I'm not sure how to explain, but I guess I wanted to make something that people could use even if I am not actively involved in its use. 3.) Compliments make me uncomfortable; in my head, they get translated as empty praise. I'm more accustomed to critique and that's why I don't hand out vague compliments. I want people to feel validated so when shown something you've created, I will take my time to point out all the things I like about it and why. I will never say, "Oh, that's good" and leave it at that because it feels empty and dismissive.

One (or several) thing(s) you should know about my characters: 1.) Lin

Lin presents himself as a playboy who will flirt with anything and everything that breathes, and possibly bed it, too--and I think this gives people the impression that he is too easy. Truthfully, Lin's honest affection is harder to win than a lottery jackpot. He's protective of his emotions and he doesn't give or treat his love lightly; earn his heart and he's loyal until you break it. Beyond that, he's a lot more clever, manipulative and violent than he might seem at first glance and you can be sure that he's constantly sizing you up whether he's interacting directly with you or not. He's definitely not the "what you see is what you get" type and he's well aware that you draw more flies with honey. 2.) Dhel

To put it bluntly, Dhel is a complete bastard. He is grumpy, doesn't shy away from conflict and usually won't hesitate to say exactly what he thinks--especially if what he's thinking is an insult. He's not a friendly person by nature and he's hard on everyone, including himself and the people he loves. Paranoid to a fault, he has a nasty habit of testing people and if you botch his first impression of you, it will be difficult to change his opinion. Yes, he has some softness inside him and he can be incredibly kind, but his kindness is often masked behind barbed words to distract the recipient from his vulnerability. And you're never going to thaw him out immediately. He is not the sort to instantly fall for your kindness, beauty, charm, etc. and, in fact, is more likely to be suspicious of you. 3.) Bren

While he comes off as unemotional and about as interesting as watching paint dry, Bren is the definition of "still waters run deep." He's quiet, but he's observant and he has a wicked sense of humour that occasionally shines through his stoic demeanor. If you're looking for someone to help you devise pranks, you've come to the right gremlin. Snarky, unabashed, and more blunt than a hammer to the head, Bren is a gleeful troll who can be difficult for people to read. But of all his brothers, he is probably the most patient and the best listener. I would talk about Phibi and the Harlequin here, but this has already gotten long enough. Suffice to say they are full of surprises.

First language:  English.

HIGHLIGHT: I have no idea what to put here. 

Age range: under 13  |  14–17 | 18–22 | 23–25 | 26–29 | 30+ |  70+

Am I okay with NSFW?: yes (where applicable) | no | some nsfw

My favorite/most common thing to rp is: angst | fluff | smut | crack | action | plots | AUs are fine | Violence | Darker themes

OC Canon character friendly?: yes | no | depends

RP blog: does contain ooc posts | doesn’t contain ooc posts | occasionally contains ooc | Aesthetic | Screenshots

Tagged by: No one. I took this from an FFXIV RP blog I follow because it looked interesting.

Tagging: @nyyght and anyone else who wants to do this thing. If you do it, tag me so I’ll be sure to see it, please.

[spearcast]

Rapid fire random OC questions!

Which OC(s) has a sweet tooth?

Which OC(s) can cook?

Which OC(s) would have a superpower and what would it be?

Does your OC(s) have a specific way they wash the dishes?

Your strongest OC and your weakest OC have to work together to solve a puzzle. Who leads? Who does the most work? Who’s the brains? Who’s the brawn? (Hint: strongest doesn’t always mean physically strong)

Three random facts about your OC(s)?

Which OC(s) has a sweet tooth?

Oh man, lemme think... Miles Reed, Horizon Renna, Rose Rogers, Peak, Tuya, Prentiss, Vespera Dhel, Janet Woods... the list could go on but off the top of my head it'd be them HDJDGSJ

Which OC(s) can cook?

I haven't thought about my ocs cooking for the most part which is kind of silly BUT one of the few I HAVE thought about would be Livyatan, originally one of my clone ocs from the Star Wars universe (though I'm trying to flesh out my faves from my massive list of clone ocs so they can be multiverse ocs). Livy is arguably THEEEE best cook out of all of my ocs

I think Teo can cook too honestly they seem the type to be really good at it without trying HDJDHDJDH

Which OC(s) would have a superpower and what would it be?

Well, a few of them DO have superpowers, namely Horizon Renna aka Hotspot whose powers are lava/magma and earth manipulation, but who has trained to become sort of ridiculously OP at times and can literally manipulate heat and rock without thinking- and a number of other branched off abilities, but if I had to pick a non super powered oc to give a super power I would pick Miles bc I think she deserves it HSJDVDJSB she'd wanna talk to animals and be able to understand them

Does your OC(s) have a specific way they wash the dishes?

Livyatan washes all of the dishes by hand regardless of if he has a dishwasher handy or not. He's very stubborn that way HSHDGSJS

Ves / Vespera uses a dishwasher any time she can and washes all of the silverware first, going smallest dish to largest dish

Teo. Refuses to do dishes if they cook for someone else, because whoever made/provided the meal shouldn't have to do the dish work in their mind HDJDVS otherwise if it's just for them they just handwash things

Janet does the reverse as far as how Ves does hers- Jan goes smallest to largest and hand dries everything as opposed to letting them on a rack to dry

Your strongest OC and your weakest OC have to work together to solve a puzzle. Who leads? Who does the most work? Who’s the brains? Who’s the brawn? (Hint: strongest doesn’t always mean physically strong)

Oh man oh man.... hm.... Horizon is one of my strongest ocs, mentally and physically, so I'll continue the trend with them- as for weakest oc........... I feel like all of my ocs are OP in some capacity HDJDHDJDH hm... maybe one of my SW ocs, Saphira Hael, would be considered 'weak'? Saph is kinda ditzy and sweet and a little airheaded but I love her dearly.

Horizon has a lot of patience so they and Saphira I think would actually do well together, even if it takes them awhile to finish the puzzle HDJDVSJ Horizon is kinda the brains and the brawn but Saphira is entirely moral support and Rize's cheerleader and she'll braid Horizon's hair while they're thinking LMAO

Three random facts about your OC(s)?

Livyatan is named after an ancient hyperpredatory whale called Livyatan Melveilli (forgive me if the spelling is off HDJDHD) because I'm obsessed with prehistoric creatures and the beast with his name is one of my favorites; also I have another oc who goes by Livy, but their name is Olivia Jones and they live in a horror movie essentially HDJDH I think Livy and Livy would be friends [:

Miles Reed came about by being an oc for the Jurassic Park universe when the first Jurassic World movie came out but she very quickly surpassed those bounds and now she's one of my most beloved ocs, who investigates and protects cryptids and other paranormal/praeternatural beings

One of my OLDEST established ocs (Rosario Salazar/ Rosa Salazar) was/is a multiverse oc I created as a kid for The Secret Saturdays show on cartoon network, and then she developed into an oc for Generator Rex ALSO on cartoon network, and she was the titular character's younger sister [:

I'm not sure if you wanted specific ocs or anything but REGARDLESS thank you for the ask!!!!!!! And apologies for how long this took to finish, SMH

[safrona-shadowsun]

Assumptions Game

He sauntered up to her booth in the inn, long legs eating up the floor faster than a starving wolf on a deer carcass and his eyes dispelled the gloom in her dark corner. They burned like twin fires, lighting up the smirk he wore and turning his dimples into deeper valleys. A cloud of violet smoke wafted up from his cigarette and created a wreath around his head, and he leaned over to put himself closer to her eye level. Craning his neck, he gazed at Safrona like a man staring at a jigsaw puzzle fresh from its box. “An eye for an eye,” he said, and his voice was the gentle thunder of a summer storm rolling away over the horizon. “And a tooth for a tooth. You’ve made assumptions about me, sweet Safrona. I believe I deserve a chance to return the favour.” A bar napkin found its way into her hand and Dhel straightened up. Without another word, he turned and strolled away, hands in the pockets of his pressed trousers. He disappeared in seconds, swallowed up the crowd as if he had never existed. Written on the napkin, in the elegant, careful hand of a skilled scribe, Safrona found the following: Age: “Timeless. She carries herself with the dignity and weight of ten thousand years, but I suspect she has seen no more than six hundred.” Pronouns/gender: “I cannot imagine she refers to herself as anything other than ‘she.’ Although I would not be surprised to find her hiding behind the neutral 'courier’ title, particularly around those with whom she prefers to cultivate a strictly professional relationship.” Zodiac sign: “She seems an autumnal creature, dignified as death comes. My best guess is a November baby under the Huntsman’s stars.” (Sagittarius) Romantic status: “Alas, my poor heart. As she warned us, Safrona returns home to someone each evening.” Eye colour: “I imagine her irises are blue as a clear winter sky.” Hobbies: “Probably much darker than most suspect. Few people listen to others’ stories without finding some gain in them. I wonder what she does with the secrets they give her. Beyond that, I could imagine her as an avid opera fan; she seems to love Lin’s music. An accomplished horsewoman isn’t too farfetched, either.” “She puts on an extroverted face for business, but she seems the sort to cherish her time away from others.” “I suspect her favourite seasons vary between summer and autumn. Summer for the strawberry harvest, autumn for the apples and grapes. All make spectacular wine.”

An arrow drawn at the bottom instructed her to turn the napkin over. When she did, she found this message:

“Ah, terrible tigress, consider yourself blessed by the shadows if I ever pursue you in earnest. For I will devour you alive, delectable bite by morsel, and I will leave not a scrap on the table for another hungry lion. Shadows save you.”

The bar napkin seemed a small work of art with the near poetry that was written upon it, bringing little cursory smiles to Safrona’s lips for words she felt she often was less deserving of. The dangerous promise at the back of the napkin had her inhaling ever so softly, clearing her throat as she adjusted at her booth. “Well then...” 

It would certainly be a prized note for keeping, a bit of poetry to read when in need of another smile.

{ @caladhel-iarian / @calaglin-iarian }

[rickologyyy]

Anyone can be a leader

You know, the moment I enter the classroom where the screening of candidates was held, I am very nervous. The next thing I knew is that I finished my turn laughing my ass all the way ‘round. Heto, heto yung moment na binabalik balikan ko nung tumatakbo ako bilang College Representative ng AFBA. I just left some sentiments in that room na, I need to develop my character by helping my ppl in ENT. Win-win situation kumbaga cyst.

August 3, 2019

For a glance, this is my AFBA Family,

They are the one who first handed believed in my capacity to represent the AFBA in the council. Hays. I lab dem berimats tho hindi lang halata hahahahah!

And time flies. Next thing I knew again is that I am seating in the Cultural Building at nakikinig sa Leadership Training Seminar—the second to the council’s bucketlist this year—sometimes murmuring, pero madalas nakikinig because the speaker was very very good! Her words are treasure to mine. I learned, more deeply than I usually heard, the line, “You never stop learning”. Yea cyst, kahit pa nakatapos ka ng doctoral degree mo, still, sobrang dami mo pang hindi alam sa mundo at jan na papasok yung sa leadership attainability mo. What I mean is, as a leader, or even as an individual, kailangan nag gogrow tayo holistically. Hindi pedeng, “I know what I know”. Kasi di tayo nan uunlad! hahahha. Marami nang pilipinong ganan kaya please, wag na u dumagdag!

Another point is that when she came in and start talking, she made a compelling stand na, hindi raw siya ang pinakamagaling na speaker na maririnig namin, or makikilala namin, so on and so forth. But I know what she meant, anyone can disguised as a leader and as a mock leader. I mean, sa typical na LTS, syempre diba mapaguusapan do’n ‘yung characteristics ng kung sino ang tunay na leader and the likes, how to manage BEYOND. She rest her case by saying that no leader can be a leader just for a title; a true leader do not consider the title, he/she cares how to influence/change/motivate one’s perspective in life. And by that, she left me with locked-jaw. 

That was everything. Totoo nga, leadership is not a label nor a title, it is about how you influence someone else’s life.

Actually, bago magstart ang forum, hahahaha, may pagkakataon lang kaming magselfie ng bestfriend ko, si Pat. 

Madalang lang kaming magkita kasi di tugma sked namin. Haha, dahil lang sa lts na ‘to, nagkita kami. yieeeeeee. 

After LTS, may pakulo ang council haha, teambuilding daw. Pero alam mo ba huhu nawalan kami ng pagasang ituloy yung LTS dahil una,nagsuspend na ng klase at panaka-nakang ang pag-ulan. But stilll, look who’s unbreakable and unstopabble. Edi kame. charot, syempre yung mga SLCDs din no hahaha, Saya nila kasama

Despite the adversities(wow deep word) natuloy kami haha

Flex ko lang yung grupong na hinawakan ko hahaha. Sad lang dahil di na nakapag announce of winners dahil ‘tong team na ‘to, ewan ko ba, di ko sila kinakitaan ng arte nung nasa NIPS station na kame HAHAHAHAHAH. Kaya raw nila ganon ganyan and by result, natapos nila nang maaga. Anyway, nanalo sila sa lahat ng team. I can attest to the teamwork of this group, sobrang present. 

Natapos ang seminar and teambuilding sa school at lilipat naman kami sa resort somewhere in San Felix. Do’n nangyari yung chibugan hahaha

Anywayyyyyy. Further discussion went through when CSC Officers from PUP Main came in. Ginising nila ang mga makabayang adhikain ng aming mga damdamin sa mga isyung kinakaharap ng aming pamantasan. 

Yan, dito ko sila unang nakilala. They actually stayed and prepared themselves beside us (Pat and I). Naguusap lang kami ni Pat abt sa mga buhay buhay namin na namiss namin bec we can’t catch up each other’s time then they introduced their selves. Yung nasa kaliwa, si Kuya Wesley, Presidente ng Student Council ng CCSIS (diko sure! haha) basta IT/Computer lol yon so next is si Kuya Geron, VP ng CSC who tackled NPU Bill then right ay si Kuya Jonero, ang Presidente ng CSC. Alam mo yung nastarstruck ka sa kanila kasi of all the ppl, syempre except kay ate les, kaming dalawa ni Pat ang unang kinausap at nakipagkilala silaaaa. Katuwa, 

So yun. Akala ko tapos na lahat lahat nung Aug 3 then Ate Les asked me on thursday if I wanted to go to LTS again, on the next saturday, August 10. Naalala ko shox, may quiz kami kay Sir Filipinolohiya. E kaso dahil maraming nagudjok na katamaran sa katawan ko ring magreview, hala sige, loaded ako. Friday, nasa trabaho ako non nung nakapagdecide kaya paguwi ko mejo pagod pa ako non hahahhaa. Tas heto na!!!!

August 10, 2019, 10:39

I was waiting for the next train to arrive. Time check, 10:39 na mga cyst. Malinaw ang usapan namin sa GC na ang calltime ay 5:40 HAHAHHAHAHA AND LOOK WHO’S GOING TO MANILA BY 10:39???????? I woke up late as I failed to recognized that I turned on my Ultra Power Saving Mode on my phone, this discharges the usage of apps, only those who are selected apps will run KASO, kaso di ko napili yung alarm clock na mag-run. so ayun, walang alarm na naganap. Luckily nagising pa ako HAHHAHAHH pero shet that was 7 something and last update sa GC, nasa Sta Mesa na sila HAHA. Nakakahiya kay Direk kasi siya talaga yung maghahatid samin. (Bale sabe ay GG daw sya sa mga wala haha) 

Heto pa cyst major problem ko. So wala akong pera nung umalis so sabi ko magwiwithdraw na lang ako kaso nagtry ako, kaso failed transaction kasi di pa approve yung cheque ko!!!!!!! in short? i left calamba with only 250 something in my wallet. God saved me when all the food expenses was paid off by the event and only expenditures i have accumulated was transpo fee. Sabi ko nga e, parang pinipigilan ako ng tadhanang di umalis ng Calamba.

Time check: 12:02

When I arrived at PUP Main, I contacted Ate Les and said na I need to go to bank muna to consult my inquiry so dahil baguhan tayo sa Manila at walang kaalam alam, I used google map, very reliable. Sa haba ng nilakad ko, as in, pagdating ko sa banko, sarado. Windang talaga ako. Sabi ko, bahala na. So I travalled to Purezza to go to the Graduate School of PUP in Hasmin Building, don kasi ginanap yung LTS. 

Pagdating ko ro’n, nagsisimula na nga. I see through the wide clear window yung iba’t ibang student leaders from different PUP Branches and Campuses. And there I got my seat with them.

Natawa lang ako dito sa dalawa naming JCO na sina Vixen at Lex na parehas bagsak HHAHAHAHAHA pero at least, maaga sila unlike me. Pero wellllll, iba pa rin ang may 8hrs of sleep! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH

So moving onnnnn... the seminar with our speaker (in which i forgot the name) is very fruitful. More on leadership den. I can lend you my notes

This lesson has been taught to us by Ate Les. Paulit ulit na nga e pero never siyang magagasgas kasi heto talaga dapat. When serving ppl, despite all your indispensable ideas, strategic planning on events, managing your constituents, kung may attitude ka, waley ka cyst. The concept of attitude first applies to all, hindi lang dapat sa mga tao mo, kundi sa mga kasama mo. What is your defense mechanism when this kind of situation happens. 

Sa totoo lang, I cannot catch up Ma’am because nakikita niyo naman HAHA ang arte ko sa notes ko. Habang nagtatalk sya, ako naman design and take down notes. Wala lang, masaya ako sa ginagawa ko e haha. Basahin niyo na lang yung nakasulat. Ganda ng handwriting ko no, gagawa na nga ako ng font style nyan e. HAHAHHAHAHAH char!

The talk was not that boring. She attacked with different aspects e. I must say, effective syang speaker, same with ma’am na nagtalk samin last LTS sa STB

So this is the Photo Op with Mam together with the CSC Officers from PUP Parañaque

and finally, ours...

And the ultimate one-time groufie of United CSCs from different Bs&Cs

ang nostalgic bruh

So yun na, after that groufie syempre kainan na at tuwang tuwa si kuya mo dahil hindi nabawasan budget ko HAHAHHAHAH

Moving on. Heto na. Si Kuya Dhel na nagsalita a.k.a. “KD” He talked about Crash Course on Public Speaking. Syempre, if you are a leader, dapat, at talaga, na may knowledge ka sa pagsasalita sa unahan. It is more on communicating with your constituents kung ano nang ganap sa paaralan or dun sa mga tinatarbaho niyo ang the likes. 

Ako naman, since head ako ng committee sa PR&C, ako nangangalaga ng soc-med esp, twitter. I may not communicate before the thousands of iskolars but I can deliver a brawling issues and trends thru twitter. Anyway, lumilihis na ako sa topic ng public speaking hahahhaa.

This is my note again

And that ends the Seminar with Kuya Dhel. After that, may iilang activities pa na pinagsaluhan namin and finally, bonding. 

Alam mo yung feeling na nakausap mo ‘tong mga taong ‘to na madalas sila yung humaharap sa media, ganito ganyan. Na meet mo rin yung mga nakisali, nakidiscourse para lang maipasa yung mga certain bills like Universal Health Care, Tax Tobacco To The Max, and all! nakakastarstruck!

One thing that I’ve learned is that, as a PUPian, we should know that we are one of the critical thinkers in the society. Binansagan tayong, “Balon ng kritikal na Masa,” because we never stop pushing each other’s extreme to meet the desirable result that we want. What I meant is, may mga ipaglabang di dapat ikinukulong lang sa kokote ng bawat isa. Kailangang i-materialized ang mga ito upang maging posible ang mga adhikaing ninanais para sa PUP at para sa bayan,

Natalakay din ang mga isyung SHB Revision at NPU Bill. Dahil dito sa LTS na ito, mas naging firm pa talaga ako sa stand ko. Mas naging sure ako kung saan dapat ako tatayo at sino dapat ang makikinabang ng aking boses. 

Hays. anyway, enough for that. Kasi pagkatapos talagang magtalk ay pumunta na kaming 7th floor cyst. ang taas, walang elevator!!!!

Everything happened under the moon. Lahat nagsaya, lahat may bagong kakilala at bagong kaalaman. Lahat umunlad ang pagkatao.

Marami pang nangyari and I must uhm say that, everything was history. 

Last words ko is that, sabi ko nga roon sa title ko, everyone can be a leader but not everyone can be a leader.

Ps. Im sleepyhead na while im typing this. dami kasing tigil. diko na rin ipo-proof read. bahala na kasi gusto ko na rin matapos to hahahhahaha

//sinulat ng 08/22/19, 22:00 something, natapos ng 08/23/19, 00:29

pps.

Night at the Manila, kuha mula sa rooftop ng Hasmin Building. Bawal talagang tumambay do’n hahahhaa. Naging maingat kaming lahat na di magpakita don sa guard sa baba haha baka masaway kami

[ces-in-reveries]

Unloading 2017 baggage!

Today is the 2nd day of 2018 and I am trying my best to be optimistic and geared up to do amazing things but I can’t fully face 2018 without unloading my 2017 baggage!

Honestly, 2017 was my toughest year. I lost myself a lot of time and tried finding it from someone else. The first few months I was so hopeful about gaining the right things and saving my self from self hate. Few months later, I was drowned by my own thoughts and some people added to the heavy emotion I’m attached to, pushing me under my goals and over my patience.

The last quarter of 2017 was my heaviest. I went through a lot of life ending thoughts and breakdowns. I was so tired, upset and ready to leave life but luckily I met some people (from work) that helped me get through the year.

I’d like to sincerely thank those who guided and saved me, what would I do without you all, please find and read my notes for you:

1. Ma’am Rhona You are always my saving angel, if not because of you I would have burst into my emotions and done greater damage. Thank you for your comforting words and for making me understand the two sides of each story. I always look up to you as my mentor and I hope there will be more of this, this year. Also, I’ve decided to choose ME, myself, this time... I will not be staying for the whole year in the office because I want to pursue what my heart really cries for and that is not government service. Nonetheless, all your teachings and the memories we’ve shared will be kept safe in my heart. Salamat kaayo.

2. Abby and Dhel I thank all the gods for bringing you two in my life. THANK YOU for the company, for your patience in my childish ways, forgiving me on my mistakes and for always extending a hand whenever I need you. I love you both so much, hope nothing will change this year. We are all living our own lives but we always find time together, even during lunch breaks HAHA. You both inspired me to be patient (since di man mo kabalo masuko) and a big thumbs up for being a great example to me. Lots of love!

3. Michelle I can’t remember how things got us connected but I’m happy we became close friends. There may be times when our ideas don’t meet and my advises are off (I am but a child HAHAHA) but please know that I learned a lot from you especially during training/s that you deliver so well. Let 2018 be a year to forget about the misfortunes 2017 brought us and always look on the BRIGHTEST side :) 

4. Rezza, Lalaine, Steph, Danica, Aubrey, Irene and Raimee You all are the plot twist of my 2017! Seriously, never thought of sharing 2017 with you since we are all too different from each other (amazing how life works). My sincerest gratitude for being my listening ears during my tough times, for making me laugh and for staying with me though I’m completely needy for attention. I highly appreciate having your positiveness in my life.

2018 is gonna be another year of adventures and I hope I can still share it with you all.

[caladhel-iarian]

7. List three honest flaws your favorite character has and talk about how those flaws make them problematic. 11. What’s your biggest pet peeve when it comes to RPing? 14. Without naming anyone specific, have you ever avoided someone simply because they RP with one of your RP partners? If so, why? (Is there tea? @>@ SPILL IT! Directly onto my face. @_@ I love tea.)

A quick sketch of my favourite character, Rat Grandpa Emet-Selch. I had actually inked and painted much of this, but my tablet decided to delete all that progress when I tried to save the file, so this is all I have. 

Anyone who’s played Shadowbringers knows this man is a walking, talking flaw factory... but his flaws make him so human it’s hard to hate him. He’s genocidal, a self-made martyr, and unable to let go of the past--a trait that keeps him stagnant. Millennia ago, he lost everyone and everything he ever loved; he was forced to watch as his world literally fell apart, leaving himself and two other survivors intact. Imagine the survivor’s guilt this man carried.

That survivor’s guilt only grew as he and his colleagues struggled to return to the world to its rightful state, and it twisted him. Where once his people had been stewards of the star, taking care of the planet and its inhabitants, he couldn’t bring himself to see these new creatures as people worthy of the lives they led because he chained himself to the past. And then he watched as his colleagues lost their minds to time and their neverending work, essentially forcing him to bear the burden of memory.

In short, he’s a tragic villain. The best kind of villain. Someone whose motives you may be able to relate to and sympathize with even if you can’t (and shouldn’t) condone the things he does to achieve his goals. When I saw him strut onto the screen at the end of Stormblood, my first thought was, “Who is this clown?”

By the end of Shadowbringers, I was actually crying. And I think that’s the mark of a great character. That their death moves me to tears and I still think about that character even after they’re gone.

11. My biggest pet peeve when it comes to RP would probably have to be those times when people assume that I must be a lot like the character I write--or that I am the character I write completely. I have a metric fuckton of anxiety when it comes to interacting with people on an OOC level; I’m always terrified I’ll say something stupid or bother people somehow, and because of those invasive thoughts, I tend to be really, really quiet. Then I have Dhel as a character--a jackass with a mean mouth on him--and I worry sometimes that people think my silence stems from being an elitist jerk, similar to how I suspect they perceive Dhel. 

I’m not Dhel and I’m not trying to be snooty when I’m quiet. I’m just shy and nervous and have all the social skills of a brick.

14. No...? I’m not sure why I would do that? If I avoid someone, it’s because they’ve given me an extremely good reason to steer clear. And that reason usually circles back around to my #11 reasoning, but in a different way. I tend to avoid people who, when their characters develop romantic relationships with my own, then transfer those romantic feelings to me as the writer because they believe I must be the character I play.

Otherwise, I tend to be pretty chill with people.

@nyyght - Thank you for the ask. Sorry it took me so long. :(

[caladhel-iarian]

Finished revamp, minus vocals. Working on that part.

Lyrics: Dhel Music: Lin and Bren

I should warn you to not to fall in love before we get too deep ‘cause if I promise you the stars above it’s a promise I won’t keep Don’t let me lure you in ‘cause I only ruin everything I touch Don’t say you’re not afraid You better run away before it all gets too much

If you decide you want to get too close to me I’ll only end up hurting you So do what’s best for us and please, just set me free ‘Cause I don’t have the strength to do...

Guilty cry I could scream ‘til I’m hoarse but would you hear me? Of course not I don’t know if you’ve ever listened to me So go on, cover your ears and blind yourself to the tears you don’t want to see

Guilty cry What do I have to do to make sure you see the truth is that I’m really just tearing out my own throat You say you love me sincerely but you don’t see me clearly Why can’t you realize I’m nothing but a ghost?

“I fell in love,” she said to me, “with who you used to be.” And she’s right, I’m frozen to my core and nothing warms me anymore

Even when I touch the sun, it turns to ice before it ever burns my skin So do what’s best for us and just take my advice Please, don’t ever let me in...

Guilty cry I only want a small bite of the love I’ve lost sight of I can’t get full eating from my own bowl No matter how much I eat I always feel incomplete I’m riddled with holes

Guilty cry No sun can dry up this rain and all that remains is pain and still I stand here and only think of myself Darlin’, please, I am beggin’ don’t smile at me like heaven when I lose my mind and scream at you like hell

I just want someone, anyone to understand if you walk right out that door you’ll leave nothing here behind you but the damned So what are you still waiting for?

Guilty cry I could scream ‘til I’m hoarse but would you hear me? Of course not I don’t know if you’ve ever listened to me So go on, cover your ears and blind yourself to the tears...

Guilty cry What do I have to do to make sure you see the truth is that I’m really just tearing out my own throat You say you love me sincerely but you don’t see me clearly Why can’t you realize...? Guilty cry No sun can dry up this rain and all that remains is pain and still I stand here and only think of myself Darlin’, please, I am beggin’ don’t smile at me like heaven when I lose my mind and scream at you like hell

Guilty cry Good things are always so pretty but I’m just so shitty so even if you muck me...

at least beauty touched me...

[caladhel-iarian]

Speech Patterns - Caladhel

𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒: 1  /  2  /  3 + He’s a scholar, first and foremost. You don’t get far in academia if you can’t understand ancient and/or foreign texts. And what’s the point of understanding if you can’t also speak?

𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄:  high  / average /  deep. His speaking voice hovers around the G2-C2 range.

𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓:  yes  /  no. When speaking English, Dhel sounds like his native language was probably a hodgepodge of eastern Russian, Welsh, and Japanese.

𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑: confident /  shy  /  approachable  /  hostile  / other. Approach with caution. Dhel carries himself in a way that says he has no problems ruining your day if you cross him.

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄:  slumped  /  straight  /  stiff  /  relaxed. From his posture, it’s probably safe to assume he had extensive etiquette lessons.

𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒: head tilting /  swaying  /  fidgeting  /  stuttering  /  gesturing /  arm crossing  /  strokes chin  /  er, um, or other interjections  /  plays with hair or clothing  /  hands at hips  / inconsistent eye contact  /  maintains eye contact /  frequent pausing  /  stands close  /  stands at distance. If he didn’t tilt his head, you’d never be able to look him in the eyes and he’d never see you down there. An expert in body language would likely tell you that his stances vary between closed off (“He’s crossed his arms and covered his mouth with one hand. He probably thinks you’ve said something incredibly stupid and he disagrees, but he’s keeping his council for the moment.”) and threatening ( “With his hands on his hips, he’s making himself even larger in a subconscious effort to force you to back down.”)

𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙇𝙀𝙓𝙄𝙏𝙔 𝐕𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐘: - ◼◼◼◼◼   What is the point of words if you don’t know them? Dhel loves and is fascinated with language, despite his taciturn nature. Get him angry or talking about something he likes, though, and his words are a rushing river.

𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: - ◼◼◼◻◻ It varies. Talking to someone he likes? He’ll usually display sardonic amusement. Pissed him off? Anger is the emotion he knows how to show the best. Neutral? He’s probably still glaring at you, especially if he’s not wearing his glasses or his contacts.

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄:  -   ◼◼◼◼◼   If you can’t explain it to a five year old and have them understand, then it’s too complex. As an adjunct professor, it’s Dhel’s job to make complex topics easy to grasp. Outside of work, however, he can and will talk circles around people. Want to make him like you? Engage him in clever banter.

𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙁𝘼𝙉𝙄𝙏𝙔 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘:   -   ◼◼◼◻◻   Dhel has a filthy mouth. Give him soap for Critmas. His favourite swear is “goddamnit” and you’ll hear him use it frequently when dealing with Rineah. Oddly enough, he doesn’t seem to curse too often when generally insulting others.

𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘:  -  ◼◼◼◼◼   He writes most of the band’s lyrics. He also fiddles with ice sculpting and tinkers with engineering in what little spare time he can find. Dhel loves the arts and creative people are almost guaranteed to meet him in a decent mood.  

𝘽𝙊𝙇𝘿 𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝘼𝙋𝙋𝙇𝙔 I assume these are all things people have called him at some point in his life. Or things he’s said himself.

arse. ass. asshole. bastard. bitch. bloody. bugger. bollocks. chicken shit. crap. cunt. dick. frick. fuck. horseshit. motherfucker. piss. prick. screw. shit. shite. shitass. son of a bitch. twat. wanker. pussy.

𝙂𝙄𝙑𝙀𝙉 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙍 𝙍𝙀𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙄𝙊𝙐𝙎 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙓𝙏    

christ on a bike. christ on a cracker. damn. goddamn. godsdamn. hell. holy shit. jesus. jesus christ. jesus h christ. jesus h. roosevelt christ. lord have mercy. jesus, mary and joseph. sweet jesus.

𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙊𝙍 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏

contractions or enunciation?   straightforward and or cryptic?   jargon or toned? complexity and or simplicity?   finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind?   masculinity, neutrality, or femininity?   formalities or abrasiveness?   praise or equivocation?   frankness and or lies?   excessive or minimal hand gestures?   name-calling or magnanimity?  friendly or blunt nicknames?

𝙄𝙈𝙋𝙊𝙍𝙏𝘼𝙉𝙏 𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉𝙎

DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME HEARING OR UNDERSTANDING YOUR MUSE?   almost always  /  frequently  /  sometimes  /  rarely  /  never. Hearing, no. Understanding? Sometimes.

DOES YOUR MUSE’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK?   almost always  /  frequently  /  sometimes  /  rarely  /  never. I’d like to think so. Just assume he’s insulted you somehow and you’re probably correct. 

WOULD YOUR MUSE INITIATE CONVERSATIONS? almost always  /  frequently  /  sometimes /  rarely  /  never. Depends on who the other person is. There are some people he would go far, far out of his way to avoid speaking with.

WOULD YOUR MUSE BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS?   almost always  /  frequently  /  sometimes /  rarely  /  never. He’s not exactly a chatty Cathy. If it’s small talk, he’s probably thinking he has better things to do with his time.

WOULD YOUR MUSE USE “WHOM” IN A SENTENCE? yes /  no  /  only ironically. He’s kind of anal about grammar, especially when grading papers. Get it right or you got it wrong.

YOUR MUSE WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE?   but /  though  /  although  /  however /  perhaps  / mayhaps. “But” when he’s talking to people he likes. “However” when he’s about to say something particularly unpleasant.

HOW DOES YOUR MUSE END CONVERSATIONS?   walk away  /  ask if that’s everything  /  say that that’s everything  /  give a proper goodbye  / tell their company they’re done here /  remain quiet  /  they don’t. Depending on the situation, he might just walk away while the other person is mid-sentence. It’s rude, it’s dismissive, and it sends a clear signal. At other times, he might not be able to resist getting the last word in, especially if he’s having fun with a debate.

HOW DOES YOUR MUSE ADDRESS OTHERS?   titles /  first names  / surnames /  full names  /  nicknames / dependent Again, it depends on the situation. Given his place in the world, he doesn’t often bother with using others’ titles. If he’s beyond enraged, he will use your full name and he will say it in a very slow, measured way, breaking it down syllable by syllable. For people he likes, he will address them by whatever nickname he’s decided to call them. His students are usually addressed by their surnames.

WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR MUSE BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK?   upper /  middle /  lower. He’s an elite and he knows it. Why bother trying to hide it?

IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR MUSE SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS?   accent  /  vocabulary  /  dialect  /  tone /  level  /  politeness  /  brusqueness  /  it doesn’t. As previously mentioned, his accent is an odd blend and his vocabulary is extensive. It may come as a surprise, but for a man who spends most of his time seething about something or other, he rarely raises his voice. Dhel doesn’t have to yell at people to let them know they’ve fucked up; his tone and the way it drops and sounds like a knife trying to dig through your ears says everything for him. When he’s mad, his words are icicles stabbing into the target of his rage.

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[caladhel-iarian]

Never Have I Ever...

Asked someone to marry you? — “That would require finding someone worthy of me.” [Innocent.]

Kissed one of your friends? —  “Kissing and telling is for giggling grade schoolers.” [Guilty.]

Danced on a table in a bar / tavern? —  “... Don’t ever become an archer, Dead Eye. I am not my brother.” [Innocent. But Lin is definitely guilty, much to cheering and jeering of his brothers.]

Ever told a lie? —  “Anyone who tells you they haven’t is trying to sell you something. At this point, I imagine you would probably buy it, too.” [Guilty. Although he’s probably the most honest of the triplets.]

Had feelings for someone you can’t have? —  “I get what I want. If I don’t have it, then I didn’t want it.” [Guilty then and guilty now. But he’ll never admit it to anyone. It’s less that he can’t have them and more that he won’t let himself have them.]

Ever kissed someone of the same sex? —  “I see your ears are for decoration only. Refer to your second question.” [Guilty.]

Kissed a picture? — “I am not thirteen.” [Guilty, guilty, guilty.]

Slept until 5pm? —  “Unless I am ill, I am always on time.” [Innocent. He takes his time seriously and heaven help you if he thinks you’re wasting it.]

Worked at a fast food chain / restaurant? —  “I prefer real food over cardboard.” [Innocent. He has expensive tastes. If you try to take him on a date to a chain joint, he’s likely to turn up his nose and drag you to one of his favourite places. And then do all the ordering and pay because he thinks you’re a tasteless pauper and he will teach you some class.]

Stolen something? —  “Children are remarkably sticky at all times. Five seconds from a thorough bath, they are sticky again.” [Guilty. Kids steal until they learn better. And sometimes even after. Does he steal now? No.]

Been fired from a job? —  “While there are certainly people foolish enough to fire someone like me, I am fortunate to have avoided working for any of them.” [Innocent. He’s a model employee. Minus his attitude. Don’t hire him for customer service unless you want to go out of business.]

Done something you regret? —  “I am doing so right now.” [Guilty. Oh how guilty. His regrets eat at him.]

Laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose? —  “Do you know how expensive stain removal is? No, thank you.” [Innocent. Dhel is only demonstrative and exaggerated in his anger. But he’s real good at making his siblings laugh until stuff comes out of their nose.]

Caught a snowflake on your tongue? —  “Aside from the first snow of the year, yes. Every time.” [Guilty. He loves snow. It’s his favourite weather.]

Sat on a roof top? —  “Of course. My penthouses have rooftop gardens.” [Guilty. He likes taking his tea in the garden Bren grows atop their Silvermoon and Dalaran penthouses. It’s also his favourite place to grade papers, write lyrics, and read.]

Kissed someone you shouldn’t have? —  “You seem terribly concerned with my lips and what they do. Is someone upset because they aren’t receiving my kisses?” [Guilty. One thousand percent guilty. But he’ll never tell.]

Sang in the shower? —  “At Lin’s insistence. He says the bathroom has excellent acoustics and I am inclined to agree.” [Guilty. Although when he’s not working out lyrics while he showers, he just hums snatches of music.]

Been pushed into a body of water with all your clothes on? —  “... Do I really look like a person easily moved?” [Guilty, but that is thanks to his brothers. Otherwise, Dhel is a huge elf. Not easy to knock him off balance.]

Shaved your head? — “Absolutely not.” [Innocent. The lady/ladies he fancies have admitted to liking his hair far too much for him to ever even consider this.]

Made a boyfriend / girlfriend cry? —  “I have been told I am an onion.” [Guilty. Spend more than ten minutes in his company and his acid tongue will probably make you sniffle, if not outright tear up.]

Shot a gun? —  “In a manner of speaking.” [Innocent. His loved ones like to tell him that he has a mouth like a shotgun. But he doesn’t bother with actual firearms.]

Still loved someone you shouldn’t? —  “Do you have the attention span of a lightning bolt? You already asked something similar.” [Guilty. Always guilty. He’ll not tell who, though. And it is not an NPC or a background character I write for his stories.]

Have / had a tattoo? —  Dhel’s mouth says nothing; it doesn’t need to when his sour face says everything he thinks the interviewer needs to hear. Shirt sleeves rolled back, he holds out both arms for an inspection that reveals a wealth of tattoos painted across his skin in words, music, and scenery. [Guilty. From his jawline to his toes, the man is covered in ink, though much of it can only be seen when he is casting spells.]

Liked someone, but will never tell who? —  “... You must be an entire army. No single person is this foolish.” [Still guilty. Will still be guilty in the future. He’s pretty sure he’s already answered some variations on this question.]

Been too honest? —  “Some people have expressed this sentiment. Truthfully, I am surprised they had the wit to be wounded by my opinions. Or perhaps they were only disappointed by the fishing that day.” [Guilty. Dhel won’t hesitate to tell you exactly what he thinks about something and he refuses to sugarcoat most anything he says. Sadly, much of what he thinks tends to be insulting. Fishing for compliments won’t get you very far with him.]

Ruined a surprise? —  “No. That would be a waste of time and effort.” [Innocent. Dhel enjoys setting up unpleasant and often deadly surprises for people who cross him. People he likes usually wind up with useful gifts they were not expecting because he misdirected their attention. Just ask @eldya​.]

Been told that you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? —  “Yes.” [Guilty. And family doesn’t count for this one.]

Stalked someone? —  “While that would certainly be a role reversal, I am the one on the receiving end here.” [Technically guilty. Beware any gifts of jewelry he might give you; they’re pretty, sure, but they’re also likely to be scrying stones he can use to keep an eye on you.]

Thoughts about murder? —  “The more some people open their mouths, the more attractive the possibility becomes.” He shoots the interviewer a look filled with enough points to shame a pencil factory. [Guilty. Oh god, is he guilty.]

How about mass murder? —  “Extinctions are necessary on occasion.” [Guilty. Just look for the remains of some Amani villages in Eversong.]

Cheated on someone? —   “No. I was named appropriately.” [Innocent. Caladhel means “faith eternal.” If you have his attention, then you are the only lover who exists for him until the relationship ends. It may come as a surprise given their careers and temperaments, but he and his brothers are extremely loyal.]

Gotten so angry that you cried? —  “Anger is better spent implementing solutions. Tears are wasteful.” [Innocent. He rarely cries and that only when he is completely overwhelmed by grief.]

Tried to stay away from someone for their own good? —  “No. It is not my duty to slap adult hands away from the stove.” [Innocent. Babysitting adults is an extremely rare occurrence for him.]

Thoughts about suicide? — “If you’ve never considered your own death, then any time a thought crosses your mind, it must be a long and lonely journey.” [Guilty. Dhel believes every living person has considered this topic at least once in their lives.]

Had a girlfriend / boyfriend? —  “I was a teenager once.” [Guilty. Although still on the aloof side, Dhel was a much warmer boy before he went into apprenticeship in Dalaran.]

Gotten totally drunk during a holiday? —  “Lin drinks enough for the three of us.” [Innocent. Dhel isn’t big on alcohol. He drinks it on occasion, but his vice is painkillers.]

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[caladhel-iarian]

LFC Caladhel/Kaito(Final Fantasy Edition)

What I’m Looking For: People to deal with this curmudgeon. He needs more friends, rivals, enemies, fans, and interaction in general.

Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV.

Server: Crystal data center, Balmung server.

Venues I Actively Roleplay In: Tumblr, Discord, Google documents.

Favorite Type of RP: I’m not entirely sure what this means, but my favourite stories tend to happen when the ball rolls “from nothing”; as in, little, one-line joke posts that snowball into full-blown story wholly driven by the characters.

Triggers: I have none, but I will respect yours if you do.

**Things I Will Not RP **(IE: NSFW, Torture, Romance, etc.): There is very little that makes me uncomfortable; I have no problems separating writer from the subject matter written and I don’t believe that if you write something, that means you--the author--endorse that topic you’ve written about. That said, I’d like to know your limits so I can work within them to help us create a story we both enjoy writing. I’m not out to make anyone uncomfortable.

RP Strong Points: I’m easy-going, patient, adaptable, and capable of writing stories both episodic slices of life and involved, epic plots. Whatever your preferences, just let me know and I will work with you. 

RP Weak Points: I probably write too much and drone on, so if you feel that way about any of my posts, please let me know; I’ll adapt them to make you more comfortable. I can also be really slow with my posts because I want to give you the best I’m capable of creating. I’m not the greatest with fast-paced posts, but I can try to accommodate if that’s what you prefer.

IC Information:

Name: To his father’s side of the family who come from Amagawa Prefecture in northern Othard, he is called Fujiwara Kaito ( 藤原介人 ). To his mother’s side of the family in Ishgard, he is called Caladhel Iarian. Although he typically introduces himself as Professor Iarian, he uses Kaito as his stage name for the band.

Race: Elezen.

FC (If Applicable; Picture Optional): Aoi (of the Gazette).

Can Currently Be Found In: When not on tour with his band, he usually divides his time between Ishgard, Yoshiwara-to, and Kugane.

Would They Be Known: Absolutely. He’s the vocalist for Discordia, a popular band loved all across the Source. In his downtime, he’s also an adjunct professor who teaches in Ishgard during the fall semester and Kugane during the spring semester.

Personality:

Introverted.

Neat freak.

Unforgiving.

Callous.

Caustic.

Cautious.

Patient.

Workaholic.

Domineering.

Vengeful.

Control freak.

Hot-tempered.

With an innate talent for frost magic and a deep, abiding love for his mother’s homeland in Ishgard, it’s no wonder why many people assume Dhel must be a snowman. Those who’ve met him often use words such as “cold,” “aloof,” and “icicle up his ass” to describe him, but he has his reasons for being harsh, biting, and slow to open up to others.

Language(s): He’s fluent in both Eorzean Common and Hingashi, and in his spare time, he studies Meracydian and Gelmorran.

Height: Eight feet. 8′. 244cm. They grow ‘em big where he's from.

Body Type: Dhel boasts plenty of lean, ropy muscle and the athletic build of a man who can outrun a cheetah on cocaine.

Eye Color:  A brown so dark they might as well be black. In the sunlight, they sparkle with hints of gold and resemble a tiger’s eye stone.

Hair Color:  Blacker than a moonless night. His hair shines with azure highlights in the sun.

Age: 35.

Notable Scars, Marks, etc:

Thick, knotty scars cover his ankles, his heels, and his soles. They appear to be the results of serrated knives.

A long, thin scar runs up the back of his left calf; it’s the result of a tree-climbing accident as a child.

His knuckles bear the marks from a stupid game of “does it hurt?” he used to play with his brothers and other students when he was a kid. The game involves rubbing a pencil eraser over the knuckles until the victim either cries uncle or bleeds.

A thin scar spans the length of his left palm. Made by Bren’s treasured pocket knife, its’ the reminder of a blood pact he made with his brothers as children.

Tattoos/Piercings: This man is covered in tattoos. Left arm:

Family crest on the inside of his forearm. It’s a massive wisteria tree on a hill with the sun rising behind it.

Infinity symbol curling around his wrist. It looks like a musical staff with several notes.

A trio of fox kits chase a red butterfly down the outside of his forearm.

Musical staff around his bicep. The staff contains notation and a few lyrics written in Hingashi.

Right arm:

Azure Ourobros on the outside of his forearm.

Slumping marionette with severed strings on the outside of his bicep.

Fleur de lis on the inside of his wrist.

A Punch ‘n Judy stage with the titular characters on the inside of his bicep.

Words from his favourite poem on the inside of his forearm.

Full body:

From his jawline to his toes, he is covered in runic tattoos that are only visible when he uses magic. They glow a vivid violet during his spellcasting and should you catch a glimpse of them, the runes come from a language thought long dead.

First Appearances:  An enormous elf in a three-piece suit with impeccable grooming. If his expression isn’t telling the world he eats lemons for every meal, then it’s probably telling you that you’re wasting his time... and his time is not cheap.

What To Expect: Expect him to be a caustic son of a bitch. Dhel is a paranoid, guarded man and he has no interest in sugarcoating anything. Expect the cold, hard truth as he sees it, expect plenty of snark, and expect him to be difficult to get to know. He’s not the sort of grump just waiting for someone to be nice to him so his ice will thaw--don’t expect him to be a sweet, loving person after only a couple of meetings. But if you do manage to get on his good side and work your way into his inner circle, expect him to move heaven and earth for you.

Where I RP: Tumblr, Discord, and Google Docs mostly. I don’t do much RP in-game.

I’ve been told I am intimidating and people are afraid to approach, but I can assure you I am insanely shy and about as intimidating as fighting a feather pillow. I am quiet and have some trouble keeping a conversation going if I think I’m bothering you or think you aren’t interested, but I’m polite and I won’t bite your head off. So if you want to RP with Dhel or any of his brothers, just send a message. Or drop a starter in the inbox. Either way.

[caladhel-iarian]

THIS SONG IS A RESPONSE TO AN ANONYMOUS (LOVE?) POEM SENT IN TO DHEL’S INBOX.

ANONYMOUS POEM READS: I want to be kissed by you in the leafy greens unashamed to be seen by birds and scurrying animals. In cascading sunbeams cast down from the gap between the leaves, dappled and mottled against the verdancy. Tasting the lingering warmth of summer that remains upon your trembling lips Ah, not too much, for memory still claims a bit of it and it is wise to remember but just enough to feel the warmth of those perfect, azure skies and the intensity of your own embrace As your strong arms wrap around solid as an oak and yet flexible to bend I sink within the bower of your essence and find myself weakening knowing that you will hold me up somehow Gazing upwards into the shimmering pools of your eyes I see, you too have been caught in a moment of unbelievable wishes and impossible dreams It has caught us both unawares/ a hidden trap from underneath the leaves sprung You reach out towards me Gentle as a stag with head bowed low But underneath the wolf awaits, ever patient I rise up slowly, unafraid of what may come For there are universes within your eyes, and in that simple movement in a serenade of jade a spell is cast First of all, thank you for writing this and sending it in. I apologize that it took me so long to get around to responding to this ask, but because Dhel wrote a song in response to another (sort of?) confession he received, I thought it only fair to honour this poem with the same. Unfortunately, Dhel and his brothers aren’t always the most cooperative and I’m not always great at capturing what I hear, so this took some time. I’d also like to apologize because Dhel’s immediate response to this poem was anger. I thought the poem lovely; Dhel had other ideas and so, here is his response.

Until I either work up the confidence to sing these songs myself or find someone who is willing to sing them for me, please accept this melody version of the song and imagine Dhel crooning. The Vocaloid software does not suit.

SELFISH LOVE Lyrics: Dhel Music: Lin, Bren

Vocals: Dhel Lead guitar: Lin @calaglin-iarian Rhythm guitar: Bren @calabren-iarian Bass guitar: Ishiki Drums: Rei

You shoot me up until I bow my head so that you can claim my crown Your bullets spill too much of my blood but I’ll give you all I’ve got if you’ll keep gunning me down

Leave me lying in the mud Leave me for dead

Hey, it’s alright, it’s fine You know, I guess that I don’t mind As long as you say, “I love you,” you can tear me apart you can devour my heart A selfish love is nothing new

You beg me to reach out and catch you assuming I’ll always be there But your hands are absent when I need them most You always vanish when my weather isn’t fair

I am nothing but a ghost you see right through

Take my country, take my throne take me for everything I own As long as you kill me in the coup I’ll be the man of your dreams you can be deaf to all my screams and I’ll accept this selfish love from you

Oh, it’s alright, it’s okay you don’t love me anyway As long as we both know the truth you can tell me all your lies I’ll let myself be hypnotized Selfish love is all I’ll get from you

So take my country, take my throne take me for everything I own I know you won’t give back what I give you There’s no need to barter Darling, I’ll be your martyr A selfish love is nothing new

[caladhel-iarian]

The Cold Never Bothered Me Anyway -- Excerpt 1

His smile contained all the light and warmth of a moonless December sky.

Dhel cocked his head, cigarette clenched between teeth that wanted to sink into her and tear out her throat. Tobacco tasted bitter as crabapples still clinging to branches, but her blood?

Maybe sweeter than the strawberry wine Lin favoured.

Or, more likely, sticky and rank as the tar in her own cigarette. 

Ichor in her veins suited her, he decided. Especially when she offered him all the appeal of fly paper stuck to his boot. A flickering bulb, she alternated between brilliant flashes and a dim so dark it put the farthest reaches of space to shame. Enna’s inconsistent behaviour left him considering the merits of grinding his teeth into dust.

At least that dust would be a cruel truth. Truth tasted like stale ashes on the tongue. Lies, though--lies had to be sweet to make them palatable. Otherwise, who would choose to swallow a harmful lie over a helpful truth?

The way she bounced between behaviours made him suspect she told more lies than a Monetarist trying to sell earthquake insurance in the Sea of Clouds. 

Enna had strolled into the room as if she fancied herself the goddess of beauty and desire, ready to be worshipped by all eyes, all lips, all tongues and hands and bodies. That confidence dissolved in less than a handful of minutes, turning her from sultry siren to weeping waif. Like a chameleon trapped in a kaleidoscope, she never seemed to settle on one personality and the constant changing of her clothes in an attempt to appeal to him was sand under his skin.

How could she appeal to someone she didn’t even know? How could she expect anyone to be interested in her when she didn’t seem to have a her at all?

All that bouncing must be exhausting.

[caladhel-iarian]

Guilty Cry [Karaoke version]

Lyrics: Dhel Music: Dysphoria

Vocals, piano: Dhel Lead guitar: Lin @calaglin-iarian Rhythm guitar: Bren @calabren-iarian Bass: Ishiki Drums: Rei

Hey... I have to warn you: don’t love me Don’t ever fall in love with me because I only ruin everything I touch Exactly as I have destroyed myself... if you ever get too close to me, I’ll only end up destroying everything beautiful about you So please, don’t allow me to...

Guilty cry No matter how loud I scream, you’ll never hear me, will you? Until I’m tearing out my own throat... Guilty cry Don’t expect great things from me because I’ll only let you down

She told me once, “I fell in love with the you who no longer exists.” And she’s right.  I’m frozen on the inside and nothing warms me up anymore

Even when I embrace the sun, it turns to ice before it can ever burn me So please, don’t invite me in...

Guilty cry I only want a little piece of your courage But this cowardly lion... go ahead and let him starve Guilty cry Even if I consumed everything, I doubt I’d ever have enough So please, don’t try to fill all these holes inside me

I just want someone--anyone--to understand: if you leave me right now, you’ll be leaving nothing behind So what are you waiting for?

Guilty cry No sunshine can clear up this rain Don’t smile at me like heaven when I’m screaming at you like hell

Guilty cry I need... so I touch myself because I don’t want anyone else to feel all these scars Guilty cry Good things are always beautiful, right? But I’m a pile of shit So even if you muck me,

at least...

Photograph courtesy of Azerothian Axes (WoW) / Beyond Sound (FFXIV) Dhel, preparing to take the stage at Ul’dah’s EGoTrip! Festival

[caladhel-iarian]

Send ✪ for my character to reveal how they feel about yours. Dhel for Safrona.

❖   POSITIVE.I think you’re awesome tolerable thus far.║ I like don’t hate you. Yet. ║ I want to go on a date with you ║  I love you ║ You’re cute/handsome ║ I want to marry you ║ You’re would be attractive. If I liked red hair. ║ I wish we could spend more time together! ║ I’d like might not hate to getting to know you better. The hamster in your wheel still seems to have at least a little kick left in it. ║  I admire you ║ You’re someone that I look up to ║ You’re very kind ║ I consider us friends ║ I secretly have a crush on you ║ I have high respect for you ║ We have common interests ║ I’m not unhappy that I met you.

❖   NEGATIVE.

I feel uncomfortable around you ║ You’re bothersome. Stop enabling Lin. ║ I never want to speak to you again ║ I dislike what you peddle and the fact that some people need it. ║ I loathe you ║ I’m envious of you ║ I’m worried about you ║ We don’t get along well ║ You’re the worst kind of person ║ Your attempts at playing the coy, mysterious mistress get on my nerves and make me want to crack your facade. ║ You’re annoying to me ║ We have nothing in common ║ I wish I Lin had never met you. ║ I wouldn’t date you if you were the last person alive ║ Not you again

@safrona-shadowsun - Thank you for the ask. I appreciate it.

[caladhel-iarian]

The DERE Test

DEREDERE:  The most cheerful, hyper, and loving of the “-dere” archetypes. Deredere characters are constantly smothering their love interests with affection.

[x] You tilt your head when you’re confused.

[x] You love sweets and cute things.

[ ] You are often confused and lost in conversations with your friends.

[ ] People often call you cute.

[x] You care a lot about your friends.

[ ] You embarrass yourself a lot with silly question or statements.

[ ] You like bright, soft colors.

[ ] You enjoy listening to cute, sweet, gentle songs.

[ ] You add things to the end of your friend’s names.

[ ] People often say “aww” when you’ve done something clumsy/silly.

[ ] You like anime/movies about romance, love and friendship.

TOTAL: 3

TSUNDERE:  They switch between a tsun (harsh) state and dere (lovestruck) state. You’ll know if a character is tsundere if they keep saying “idiot” or they try to cover up a good deed.

[x] You come off as tough and confident on the outside. when you are actually soft and emotional on the inside.

[x] You often hide your true feelings for someone.

[x] You are caring for a select few. but deny it when someone tells it to you.

[x] You are protective.

[x] When someone bugs you, you tell them right away strongly. but are still worried that you’ve hurt them.

[ ] You are easily embarrassed.

[ ] Compliments make you feel awkward and you always deny them.

[x] You tease and bully the one you love to hide your feelings.

[x] You can be violent at times.

[x] You may hurt people a lot. but regret it right away.

[x] You never cry in front of others.

TOTAL: 9

YANDERE:  Yandere characters are really sweet on the outside.  However, their friendly nature masks a dark side. Yandere characters are very possessive and controlling. Most will kill the people around their love interest or will isolate them from society.

[ ] You are often loving, caring, sweet - until someone upsets you badly.

[x] When angry, you normally hide it until the time for revenge is right.

[x] You can at times, be obsessive.

[ ] People have said you are “two-faced”.

[ ] People tell you that you’re nice, but can be creepy at times.

[x] You scare the crap out of your friends when you get upset.

[ ] People find it weird to see you anything other than gentle and smiling.

[x] When you’re upset, sometimes you still smile, even when saying something harsh.

[x] You can get very violent.

[ ] You love to help people, but often love to help yourself more.

[x] You like colors like dark blue or light red (if light red = pink then yes).

TOTAL: 6

KUUDERE: Emotionless, cold, and distant. On the rare occasion that a kuudere does speak, they tend to be very blunt and cynical. A blank face and a flat voice is a must. Despite their icy nature, kuudere characters are capable of caring and forming romantic bonds.

[x] You don’t show your emotions to others.

[x] When you become close to someone, you slowly open up.

[ ] Although you don’t show it, you are easily made happy.

[x] You care for a select few others a lot, still you don’t show it.

[x] People think you are mysterious.

[ ] You can be shy.

[x] You aren’t very loud, rather silent.

[x] You know who to trust and who not to.

[x] You choose which friend you can trust wisely.

[x] You like simple colors, like light purple or white.

[x] You are rather mature.

TOTAL: 9

DANDERE:  Quiet, shy, and harmless. Dandere characters typically wear glasses and are always buried in books. However, they can become talkative when around their love interest.

[ ] You are a shy person.

[ ] You are quiet and don’t speak up for yourself.

[ ] You look down instead of straight forwards when walking.

[ ] You sometimes go to extreme levels just to get out of public speaking.

[ ] You have stage fright.

[x] You are stoic and not very open.

[ ] You hide yourself with your hair at times.

[ ] You speak very quietly in case you say something silly or you sound weird.

[ ] You are afraid of meeting new people.

[x] You are a hard worker.

[x] You do not have as many friendships as others, but those you do have, you’ll cherish very much.

TOTAL: 3

(( Pretty spot-on for Dhel, though he’d probably score higher in the yandere category if it were geared more towards sadism, obsession, and possessiveness, and less towards cute, sweet girls who suddenly flip switches into psychotic killers. He’s definitely the tsundere sort as far as telling people harsh truths (at least, truths from his perspective), but it’s more accurate to call him “tsun” without much (if any) “dere”... especially since he doesn’t feel bad about telling people exactly what he thinks of them, even when his opinions are less than flattering.

Beyond that, he matches the kuudere archetype fairly well. He rarely raises his voice, tends to speak in a monotone around people he doesn’t like, doesn’t trust, or doesn’t know, and as a child, people always told him he was an adult in a kid’s body. The only emotions he usually displays offstage (and outside the company of his brothers) are frustration, irritation, and outright hostility. ))

Tagged by: No one, but I swiped this from @rineah-darkfall.

Tagging: @sanasunbringer @endora-bloodveil @kolabooc @nymwildseeker @safrona-shadowsun and anyone else who wants to do this thing. Tag me so I can see it, please.

[caladhel-iarian]

Breakfast is the Most Important Meal of the Day

Rineah ( @rineah-darkfall ) darts into the kitchen where Lin is busy icing a batch of cupcakes. Dhel is sitting at the counter, reading his newspaper. Ji is watching Lin, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on the treats. She flies across the room and launches herself straight into Lin’s torso, clinging to him like a baby monkey on its mother’s back, and she sobs as if she just watched someone murder her entire family.

Dhel: “... Let me guess: another hawk made off with a frog, right? The circle of life cares nothing for your bleeding heart, you little--”

Rin: “The worst thing happened!”

Lin: “Buh-?” He is puzzled by the sudden frosting coating his foot; his hands involuntarily squeezed the pastry bag when Rin latched onto him.

Rin turns to Ji, ignoring Dhel, who glares at her as if he wants nothing better than to rip out her vocal cords. 

Rin: “Ji! Would it be weird if I grabbed your boobs and held you down?” She offers absolutely zero context for her question, prompting Ji to make a face remarkably similar to Lin’s. Ji cocks her head, staring at Rin as though she’s a ticking bomb. If the audience squints real hard, they might see little question marks floating around Ji’s head.

Ji: “Uh... ye-e-essss...? ... Why?”

Rin relaxes her death grip on Lin’s waist. Lin gazes at the wasted frosting with mournful eyes. He doesn’t have enough sugar left to make another batch.

Rin: “Okay, yeah. I thought it was weird. It felt weird. I figured you’d know because you also have boobs.”

Lin has to bite his bottom lip to stop his laughter. Ji has turned into a miniature sun, her face glows so red and she looks more puzzled than Yogg-Saron’s puzzle box. Dhel glares holes through Rin’s head.

Enter Bren, who strolls into the kitchen, hands stuffed in his pockets. He saunters over to the ice box, but pauses before he opens the fridge door, and he glances at Ji over his shoulder.

Bren: “Hey there, Pancake. Wouldn’t be the first time someone was disappointed by having breakfast with you.” Evidently, he only caught Rin’s last comment.

Lin chokes on his own saliva. Dhel’s newspaper hides his smirk. Ji squints and waves her fist under Bren’s nose.

Ji: “Yeah, well, ‘s a shame yer mum ain’t swallow ya when yer da’ gave her breakfast in bed. Guess he oughtta left the meal in the oven longer, ‘cuz yer half-baked.”

Lin is having some trouble catching his breath. Beneath Rin’s arms, his sides are shuddering like an earthquake. Dhel hunches over, making sure his paper covers his face and shoulders so no one can see him laughing silently.

One brow arches and Bren offers Ji a cool look, but the corners of his mouth twitch while he struggles to stifle his smile. He opens the ice box, reaching in with one hand while he engages in a staring contest with Ji.

Bren: “Mnh. When I want any shit from you, Bucky, I’ll take my dick out of your mouth. Until then...” His hand pops out of the fridge and he pokes her cheek with a carrot, silently encouraging her to open her mouth and display the teeth he just mocked. His brothers struggle not to burst out laughing and Rin stares at Bren and Ji with wide, worried eyes as if she expects one of them to suddenly throw hands. 

End scene.

(( Taken from a hypothetical between Rin, the triplets, and Ji in the kitchen of Ji’s theatre. ))