#Stength’s Warriors

[rise-of-the-ancients]

“Each of the Chaos Crystals were crafted under the watchful eye of myself. These crystals harbor an element inside of them that correlates with a phenomenon of nature. It is our duty, as their guardians, to nurture their environment and provide a sense of security to them. Chaos is a living element. It carries thoughts, emotions, energies from living entity and to the next. Treat it with valor and compassion and it will bestow the same onto you.”

Easier said than done.

With each stride he took, with each painful draw of his shortened breath, Terios kept moving.

Don’t stop! Keep running!

The soles of his boots dug deep into the doughy mud as he mounded himself off the ground. His heart pounded furiously in his ears. The heaves of his icy breath that he drew in from his burning lungs. Sticky mud quickly turned into slippery ice on the forest ground. It was enough to catch him slightly off guard, but a charitable warning for him to be mindful of his surroundings. His eyes shifted back and forth with every step that he took as he ran through the thick foliage of the East Forest. With the staff and straps of his bag in a choke hold, Terios hurdled over various obstacles on the path with ease as his mind focused on one goal: to get to the temple. He trusted every fiber of his being and muscle memory to get him safely to his destination.

Relax, you are familiar with me.

Terios couldn’t feel a connection from the crystals. It was as if he was being ignored. An irked Terios shook his head and rummaged through the deerskin bag to hold the green crystal in his hand.

Cease this activity at once! I am trying to help you!

He was definitely being ignored. The crystals, as he concluded, had been neglected for so long that they couldn’t recognize assistance. And if they couldn’t recognize assistance, then they were bound to act by their own accord to govern the state of unbalanced nature. That was not a possibility to be consider in Terios’ mind. The crystals could not do so without proper guidance. If not housed in the temple, then the planet’s weather would be out of control thanks to the green crystal. Time was not on his side as he had assumed. He had hoped that the day’s journey would provide some progress by putting some distance between them and the temple. What he didn’t expect was to run the entire half of the journey in an hour tops! Even without his skates it was mildly impressive.

Terios blinked a couple of times as glanced to the forest floor. What was once dim light that directed his path was conquered by a cold shadow that leered by his side. Terios could feel his fur stand on end as a foreign energy washed over his aura. He dared himself to turn his head to witness the horrors of the storm clouds in the sky. Obsidian black clouds tumbled forward with a roar that shook in his chest. Lightning cackled and exploded in the sky as violent wind lurched forward. He could’ve shrugged it off as a ruthless storm if it weren’t for the bizarre green streaks of lightning that strikes the ground. Each bolt of verdant green lightning struck down from the skies and stabbed the trees, setting them ablaze instantly.

Chaos energy. Of course it was unchecked Chaos energy from the crystal. Thank chaos for the temples… at least it was a temporary solution for the time being.

“For Chaos’ sake!” Terios growled, “I hate rain!”

Wind, rain, and ice pounded Terios’ head as he ran. The further the traveled, the harsher the conditions became. He had to keep moving, who knew what other bizarre weather patterns could happen next. Terios released a sharp gasp as he quickly evaded a bolt of lightning. The heat that radiated from the lightning bolt warmed his fur and barely singed his quills. He was surprised that didn’t come with a sly quip from OMEGA. The rock golem’s head often liked to pull his leg when it was convenient for him. Come to think of it, it had been a solid five minutes since he’s heard his traveling companion speak.

Where was OMEGA?

Terios halted from his sprint and shielded his eyes from the elements. Haze from the rain and ice was too hard to see through. While most of his traveling through the weather was done through channeling chaos energy, he still relied on his eyes to help navigate terrane.

“OMEGA,” Terios screamed through the gust of wind, “where are you?”

“OVER-HERE!”

Whipping his head around, he spotted the glow of cyan eyes and markings flicker from the rain pour just a couple feet down the incline. With an annoyed growl, the Titan slid down the slope to retrieve his friend. Terios growled as he picked OMEGA from the ground, muttering a slew of swear words under his breath as he picked the head up from the ground and crawled back up the incline. Which was very hard to do, mind you… especially with loads of ancient artefacts to carry and a rock golem’s head that liked to scream for attention. The frantic change from mud to ice must have been too much for OMEGA, as Terios concluded. As much as he tried, OMEGA managed to lodge himself in the occasional nook and cranny on the ground as he rolled.

As soon as Terios returned to the main path, he sped off with the head wrapped tightly in his arms. “The hell we’re you doing?”

“PURSUING-THE-RED-WISP,” OMEGA roared through the wind.

“A wisp? Don’t be daft! Those disappeared when Rosé—“

Terios followed the glance of OMEGA’s eyes to the trail below, blinking a couple of times and shaking his head. From afar, the hedgehog could see a small red orb flutter by with indigo eyes directed sharply upwards. The wisp eyes gestured to the path in front of them before speeding by them to the path ahead. Something about the wisp felt familiar to him. Very familiar. He could shake the feeling. He couldn’t believe his eyes. The proclaimed wisp. He hadn’t seen wisps in ages. Not since Rosé…. Terios shook his head to rid of the thought. Now was not the time to get distracted.

“A wisp,” he grunted. Another query to worry about as soon as the weather situation was fixed. “I cannot have you get distracted. Time is not of the essence here.” OMEGA didn’t utter a word as Terios move forward.

The temple found in the East Forest had long existed before many of the Ancients existed. When the temple was introduced to Terios hundreds of years ago, it was the first of eight that had been constructed. Construction had just begun on the second temple, blueprints were drawn for the third. Progress on the temples were projected to last for a couple hundred years with the helps of the Ancients and those that inhabited Sanctuary. Terios remembered feeling proud in assisting with the progress of constructing the temples. If he was occupied with tasks assigned by Blue, he would took it upon himself to help the others build. It had been quite some time since he visited each of the temples. Of all of the events that Terios had endured, a part of him was quite relieved to revisit a piece of a past that reflected a simpler time… even if it was under unfortunate circumstance.

As Terios and OMEGA arrived to the temple’s front, the Titan couldn’t help but step back with mouth ajar. What was once a temple constructed of concrete, vibrant colors, and rimmed with gold was now nothing more than a crumbling structure. Pillars and beams laid scattered on the ground with moss growing on top. The walls caved in and were brittle to the touch. What ached his heart the most was that the great oak tree—one that grew for centuries in the temple’s courtyard—was found uprooted with horrible scorch marks along its trunk. The magnificent structure that provided solace in these darken days was noting more than a vague memory of what was.

The two sought shelter just as a gust of wind and rain forced its way to the temple. Hail had just begun as Terios dived to a crumbled wall with enough roofing to shield his person. Terios set OMEGA down onto the ground and knelt next to him. The messenger bag was flung onto the floor as he stabbed the ground with the end of the staff. OMEGA leaned close to look inside as he watched Terios rummage around for octahedron-shaped crystal. The titan held the crystals in both of his hands as he looked down. A soft hum radiated from the crystal as he gave it a fatigued grin.

“You are safe here,” he whispered to the crystal. “You are home. And you have a job to do.”

Before any of them could make a move, the titan and golem were startled by a cackle of lightning striking the ground. Horrendous roars of thunder echoed through the remaining upright walls of the temple. Terios twisted his head in every which direction as he witnessed the rain pour through the minimal coverage of the diminishing roof. All around him the remaining walls shook and teetered as the thunder continued to roar in the sky. To his horror, Terios watched as inner walls and decorated columns finally crumbled and laid waste to the Earth. His breath shook as pillars and decorative art dropped to the ground all around him. His heart sank into his chest as he watched the wreckage continue to grow.

What he didn’t notice through all of the chaos that erupted around him was the flutter of the crimson red wisp flutter by him once more. Terios stared in awe as the wisp swayed back and forth to grasp his attention. Indigo eyes sent a chill down his spine as they locked with his. He knew those indigo eyes... Terios finally understood what the wisp’s omen was; it was there to help. With a quick nod of the wisp head, it took off into the depths of the temple without hesitation. The hedgehog quickly collected his things and trailed close behind. Terios had full trust that OMEGA could catch up on his own.

Terios kept close to the wisp that guided him through the temple’s ruins. Neither of them dared to stop. The hedgehog’s ears twitched to the low tumble of OMEGA rolling close by. Just beyond the uprooted tree was an alter covered in vines. Terios watched as the red wisp bolted to the alter and spiraled around it. The wisp fluttered in circled and motioned for the hedgehog to step forward. The alter was just as he had seen before; a limestone cylinder covered with gold and cyan inlays along the edges. The smooth counter top featured a single slot for the crystal and subtle relief carvings of the Ancients’ emblem below. It was good to see something familiar to him.

The titan step forward with caution as he kept his surroundings in check. The verdant crystal’s humming grew louder the closer he came to the alter. Right as he attempted to place the crystal down, Terios bared his fangs as the noisome scraping of stones slowly dragged and dropped from the ceiling. Terios lifted his ears up to the sounds of quiet taps just above him that followed close behind. I feel danger all around me… and anguish as well. Scarlet red eyes shifted above to look around. Nothing. There were no signs of movement above or in front of him. He may be the only one visible in the room, but he knew that he wasn’t alone. Something wanted his attention.

Without a moment to spare, the hedgehog placed the crystal down into the octahedron-shaped hole on the alter. With a soft click of the crystal nestled inside, a warm glow illuminated and pulsated as chaos energy was regulated. From above, the harsh rain had stopped pounding the ruins. The echoes of the wind screaming from outside had disappeared. Terios gave a subtle sign of relief as he tapped his knuckles on the alter in content. The weather had stopped. One crystal was restored. Only seven remained. As long as the crystal remained in the temple, then no one had to worry about the sporadic and violent weather around them.

“This should suffice for the time being,” he muttered softly. “Anyone that dares move you from this alter knows that consequences will follow. Without the other Ancients and guards around, I will assure your safety.”

With a bow of his head, Terios turned on his heel and walked away. Terios took his leave. Though the task was done, he couldn’t quite shake the unsettling feeling of danger off of his aura as he walked away. His quills tingled with each stride that he took. Something was off. Terios quickly scanned the temple’s opened room once more and proceeded forward. He needed to consult the scrolls once more to pinpoint his next location. That, and he had to find OMEGA again. It’s been too long since he’s heard an obnoxious one-liner from the golem’s head. As Terios quickened his pace, he was stopped once more by the fluttering red wisp that barricaded the exit. The wisp, as he watched, spiraled around and around his person in a frantic motion. Indigo eye made contact with him once more as it furrowed its eyebrows.

“Warning,” He heard the wisp say in a deep voice.

Terios opened his mouth to rebuttal, but paused as soon as he felt the quills on his head and forearms raise. The hedgehog quickly raised his quills and narrowed his eyes with a snarl. Terios grasped hold of the neck of the staff as he lowered it to the ground. To block, he extended an arm just above his muzzle and flares the quill-like fins to the pointed nose of the figure that stood behind him. A maroon colored echidna with orange dyed spines stood proudly with his shoulders rolled back and his chest puffed outward. Sapphire blue eyes stared coldly at the hedgehog as thick white eyebrows furrowed. The state of the planet and the results of war had clearly made a mark on the echidna. The echidna’s garbs were reduced to nothing more than tattered sandals, a worn sarong, and scratches across the once prideful emblems of the Ancients.

“Pachacamac,” Terios groveled.

“Titan,” the echidna flashed him a crooked grin. “About time you showed up. You disappeared for a month and then reappear when chaos lets loose. Seems to be a trend with you, don’t you think?”

Terios tightened his grip around the neck of the staff. The quills along his forearms continued to raise as the danger grew around him.

“It’s cute how you think that your arm fins are weapons,” Pachacamac said. “I’ve known you for what? A hundred years? And you’re still using them? Glad to see that you’re not trimming them like you used to.”

“Enough talk, what do you want?”

“No need to get defensive. We’re all here with good intentions,” Pachacamac stated.

With a quick snap of his fingers, hundreds of eyes emerged from the shadows and stared back at the two figures in the room. Terios twisted his head around and watched in awe as swarms of echidnas dropped into view one by one. The hedgehog watched at each of the echidnas prepared themselves to strike with spears drawn and shields upright. All of the echidnas that Terios had grew accustomed to throughout the years had crowded themselves into the room and waited for a cue.

“So now you all show,” Terios groveled.

“You don’t get to be sour with us, Terios. We all had our assignments during the war. We accomplished ours—“

“You fled like cowards,” Terios spat, “you and the others are a blood soaked stain to Strength’s name.”

“And you’re not?” Pachacamac tapped his finger on Terios’ forearm quills to lower from his nose. The snarl the Terios gave him was quite amusing. “You, on the other hand, failed to do yours. And because you failed, the Ancients are gone. You were the very last one to see Blue alive. So what happened to them? Where are they?”

Terios shot a glance to the echidna that tried to grab the bag. In a flash, the hedgehog leapt into the air with the bag held tightly to his chest. Terios landed not far behind with eyes narrowed down to Pachacamac rather coldly. Of course the echidnas would be here the Chaos Crystals. They’ve always had an unhealthy obsession with obtaining such awesome power. A hundred years later and they were still in the same mindset. Strength would be so disappointed…

Terios pointed the staff to the older echidna and frowned in disgust. “You’re not worthy of the crystals. Blue bestowed the power and role to me. Now get out of my sight. I’ve an objective to complete.”

“So far you’ve proven that you can’t do your job. And if you can’t do your job, then it’s best to remove you. Let the true descendants of the most powerful Ancient take the crystals. And you, an artificial being, have no role here. We’ll be taking those now.”

Before he could rebuttal, Terios halted in his step and lurched forward. For a second of a fraction Terios could feel an acute surge of energy strike his back and swarm across his torso. His arms were vigorous pinned to his side as he was shoved to his knees to the temple’s cold hard floor. Terios’ eyes frantically scanned his person in attempt to puzzle together the source of his unfortunate situation. From a glance he saw four redden beams wrapped tightly around his person and surging with chaos energy that singed his fur. His mind struggled to process how quickly he was restrained, but was interrupted by a shockwave of unbearable energy coursing through his veins. Bared fangs and growls escaped curled lips as he bared through the wave. Unchecked chaos energy could not be used in such a vitriolic manner. The echidnas drew closer with spears drawn forward as they pointed directly to his head.

“Ancient technology,” the echidna said with a shake of his head. Pachacamac revealed a sharp piece of flint from his minted hands and cut the strap from Terios’ shoulder to retrieve the bag. “The Titan is coming with us. We need him.”

Terios was pulled from the ground and up to his feet. A set of mitten hands shoved his forward to follow behind the maroon echidna. As much as the titan desired to fight, he knew better than to strike without a plan. He loathed the idea of being in one’s clutches as much as anyone else. However, as long as he cooperated, he knew that minimal harm would come to protecting the Chaos Crystals. He didn’t have much choice. For now he was within their care. The echidna army pushed him out of the temple and far into the forest. One last glance at the East Forest temple earned him another shove to walk forward. The red wisp, who had watched from the shadows, fluttering anxiously behind the echidna army.

[sacredbodiesca]

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[lady-eris]

Hi! I was wondering if you could make a Dbz android17, Goku, Vegeta, Gohan and trunks with a reader who’s exactly like misturi from demon slayer ( I’m not sure if I wrote it correctly)

my idiot self almost deleted the ask XD i was so excited to write this I almost deleted it, i didn't know if you meant personality, or stength and eating or anything else, but i basically decided to do it where the reader has there looks, but the personality and the abilities of Mitsuri

Tw/Notes?: slight description of fighting, profanities, mostly They/them pronouns, Trunks one is feminine hinted

Android 17

His foot was placed on a rock, watching as the poachers down below. They always seemed to bother him. "Again? surely the beating from last time would make them realise" He rolled his eyes, before hearing a voice. It seemed like a shout? His eyes narrowed as he scanned the men below, nothing. His audio picked up a sound from above and quickly looked up.

"Kya!" the voice shouted, jumping from the air and then posing as they landed on the ground. He almost sweat dropped, until he saw the men one bye one drop like fly's. Now just who are they? thought Android 17 it wasn't everyday you saw an average human defeat a bunch of poacher's with what seemed to be ribbon sword.

"you bitch!" one of the poachers wore as they raised their guns, before firing at them. But before the bullet could hit Android 17 quickly deflected it, and knocked the poacher out at the same time. it was child play.

"are you alright?/Will you be my boyfriend?" Android 17 paused, looking up at the taller person. They were strange, but a good strange.

Vegeta

He tsked as he looked up. He had been in a battle, and had almost had his head ripped from his spine. Almost, Just before the attack he felt arms curl around him, as the person carrying him jumped in the air. He opened his eyes, ready to shout at them feeling his pride damaged, only to quickly close them again. a bare chest/exposed. The person holding them had there chest/breast exposed. was the person holding him some harlot?!

But before he could say anything, they began to do an head twirling amount of somersaults and twists as they tried to avoid the attacks. Before landing on the ground. The dirt underneath them coming undone as they did this.

He was speechless (his ego being broken) as he was placed gently on the ground. "Don't worry! I can defeat him!" Vegeta watched them going back to fighting. were they royalty? surely they must of they were as beautiful as a god/goddess, and it seemed like they were trained by the highest of warriors.

he had been too distracted, and had only now come in to terms that they had just beaten the villain. That was HIS fight.

"woman! who are you?! and how dare you steal my fight!" Vegeta shouted, pushing himself up.

Son Goku

Goku sat on the chair (that was quite uncomfortable) as he stuffed his face with food, ordering more and more. The other people looked over in amazement. How could he eat so much? surely it should be impossible to eat that much without being sick, right? WRONG! for Goku was not like them!

"Wow! you eat a lot just like me!" An overly enthusiastic voice stated. "huh?" Goku asked, as he saw someone other then a server come over to talk to him. "can i sit down please?" Goku swallowed the rest of his food before nodding. "Yeah sure!" he stated, and they sat down with a large grin. He looked them over noticing, that they wore colourful clothing, with decorative design on it.

"OH! these look good! so do these! and these too! I'm (y/n) by the way!" They cheerfully said, calling the waitress over who then took there order.

"My nmaes Swon Gokuw" Goku said, speaking with his mouth full. "You have a lovely name Goku! i have a question for you!" Goku swallowed his food, as he waited for them to continue. "go on"

"Would you like to be my husband?"

Gohan

"can I sit here?" Gohan looked up from his spot, seeing someone with (main hair colour) and (secondary hair colour). "Oh! uh sure! Sorry give me a moment please!" He said, as he removed his bags from the chair besides him. They giggled taking the seat next to him.

"thank you!" they grinned, as they took their pen out. it was a pink colour, which had (Image) designs printed on it. Gohan watched from the corner of his eyes, as they stuck the tongue out from the corner of their lips, making there notes look cute. Everything about her was so cute.

"so what's your name? I'm (y/n)!" They asked, as they turned around placing the pen next to their notebook putting their hand out to shake his. He looked up, grabbing their hand and shaking it.

"I'm Gohan!"

"So Gohan, do you wanna go on a date with me?"

Trunks

Trunks screamed as he fell to the floor, his head looking up as that's all he could do his body was badly damaged, sore and bruised. He could only open one eye, as he watched what the villain was going to do.

"You bully! how could you harm someone as cute as him?" A voice shrieked, as suddenly the villain screamed, his arm being sliced off. Trunk's eyes widened as someone appeared in front of him. They were much taller then him, and had defined muscles. His face quickly blushed.

"Pink and green stripes" He muttered looking down. He had accidentally been flashed by the one in front of him. His face felt hot, but the sound of slashing brought him back into reality. They were in a battle, and he was watching the person in front of him fight better then he ever could.;

"i think I've got my first crush" They muttered, there cheeks blushing.

[fanterfane]

Stat Shifting Stength! (Patreon Request)

Patreon sketch request for Goldnight Angel! Her elf OC Avanoria equips a cursed artifact, which turns her from a dainty sophisticated sorceress into a strong barbaric warrior! Avanoria put on the belt as a joke, she didn't seriously intend on keeping it on. It was just supposed to be a quick test of how it looked on her,  she thought it'd be funny because the oversized belt would never fit her. To her shock, her body started expanding immediately to fit it. She tried and tried to take the belt off, but all she managed was resting her hands on it like a power pose! Even worse, her mind is filling with confidence and pride about her new horrid un-elven stature. will she ever turn back into the powerful elven sorceress she once was!? Or will she lose herself to the belt, and become a simple-minded elf warrior? Avanoria Pre-Transformation: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/756671804008824924/1128834442501296188/Uo2xH-s5.jpg

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[kauma-kardia]

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PokéVerse! Lana

Lana is an Independent Researcher looking into the connection between the Bonds between trainer and Pokémon and its relevance to the strength shown in the heat of battle. Initially, their curiosity into the strength of bonds and turning that into power was sparked during their challenge of the Unova League, having made it all the way to the Elite 4 but unable to defeat all of them in a row. There was a recognition that while managing to win against at least one of the members each time, she could feel the difference in their experience and could not make sense of the incongruence between their stength and her wins.

The time she spent living and training with her pokémon, made it relevant that it was their trust and respect that pushed each of them forward. She really wanted to know just how their connections really brought the best out of each other, and their potential bursting past what seemed to make even logical sense. Lana decided to take a step back and began an informal investigation, opting to see more of the world with her partners in search for clearer answers and new heights.

Current Active Team Pokémon:

Lycanroc (Dusk) Magmortar Pikachu Azumarill Heracross Dragonite

Rotation or Roaming: Krookodile, Magnezone, Volcarona, Hawlucha, Clefable, Mamoswine, Umbreon, Feraligatr, Carracosta, Golem-Alola, Rhyperior, Aerodactyl, Tyranitar, Coalossal, Cradily, Armaldo, Mismagius

PokéVerse! Ira

Ira is a trainer with a goal like any other. To continue to discover new people, places and pokémon the whole world round, testing her mettle against the strongest trainers around. Wonderlust might as well be the girl's last name since she tends to get carried away by whim and curiosity before all else. Regardless, with her and her pokémon, she rises to any occasion presented in front of her.

Ira was raised in a dojo under the care of her mentor and guardian. She is a practitioner of martial arts, and has an inclination toward fighting types as a result. Rather than take a dedicated route through any one gym circuit, she just seeks out battle anywhere she goes. She's gotten a few gym badges of her own but her case is a hodgepodge of pins of varying sizes and styles, as well as tiny souvenirs and other memorables.

The young warrior doesn't have a set path or goal beyond honing her strength with her partners, and if you can promise her a new experience, then you can be sure that she'll there, first in line.

Current Active Team Pokémon:

Medicham Urshifu R Incineroar Hawlucha Hitmonchan Kommo-O

Rotation or Roaming: Celesteela

Legend

BOLD = Mega Evolution Potential Italics = Gigantimax Potential Strikethrough = Challenge Mode Party Members

[asgardianprincethor]

Nicknames: Demigod, Thunderboy, Lord of Thunder, Pointbreak, Wolfie (only my wife may call me this)

Ships: I’m MS with @ofchaosandmagic 02-14-2022. 💙🎩⚡️ I love my witchy with all my heart she is my everything and has my heart and soul. @natasharomanoffspider 05-03-2022. 💙🕷⚡️my spider also has my heart.

Thunder God and God of Fertility

Born 1500 years ago to Odin and Frigga, King and Queen of Asgard. Grew into a warrior. Is also a vampire and werewolf (my wolf looks like Jacob from the twilight saga)

Eye Color: Blue, Green (when in wolf form), Golden Brown (if my vampire side is active)

Height: 6’6”

Weight: 640 pounds

MjöInir trusted “companion” forged by Odin from the heart of a dying star and gifted to his son exclusively for his use.

After the destruction of MjöInir, Thor himself crafted Stormbreaker with the help of Eitri, a Dwarven smithy of Nidavellir, and and adolescent Groot. Stormbreaker is an immense axe with some of the same properties as his hammer, in addition to the ability to open the Bifrost.

Stengths: Royal status a prince, lightening powers, love for Jane Foster, Relationship to Loki, and Strong Conviction.

Weaknesses: His Hotheaded Ways, His Hubris, Scorning Humanity, Poor Negotiation Skills, He Takes Some Enemies Too Lightly

[retphienix]

Credits are rolling as I type because I saw fit to forego capturing since I didn’t REALLY do a live playthrough on the blog and instead just showed off moments here and there.

Just wanted to say, that was damned good.

It gave off such a dnd vibe to me and since I’ve yet to indulge in that truly it was a nice romp.

But seriously, what an awesome game with even more potential if more were to come in the series. Phenomenal writing and a very simple but ingenious gimmick of making magic simple but full of potential since it interacts with the elements and environment. A+ stuff there.

Did get a chuckle out of the ending slides surrounding a CaC gaining divinity basically just sliding the camera onto the same image 6 times where it clearly would be different slides if you used a default character lol.

What to dwell on...

Combat in the game was phenomenal! But it’s funny to me how it ended up in MY party.

Since I made the grave mistake of letting all the companions maintain their default classes I ended up with a rather eclectic combo and my OWN stubborness lead to me sticking to that for the most part.

Beardy as a full on warrior in the vein of my old WoW character. He ended up being a friggin’ godsend to the team since I ended up going more physical damage than magic (but still a 2/2 split team count wise TECHNICALLY).

Going heavy in 2h weapons and stength just resulted in him tearing everyone apart at a moments notice all while having his hand on that idol of resurrection so I could literally never be too risky with him. (A touch of a difficulty equalizer in some cases and complete nullification in other instances sadly)

Beast ended up molded to straight hydro for heals all while wielding the biggest shield I could manage at any moment and stacking con/int. He was bulky, sure, but didn’t really abuse that much and instead spent every battle freezing everyone with freezing blast and rain, or saying screw it and using blood rain with his torturer perk so everyone bled while he spammed heals. It was effective but mostly just CC.

Fane was the second MVP if not total MVP? Beardy really did the most all said, but Fane? A Necessity At All Times.

He was holding the second idol, though rarely needed it (neither did Beardy to be honest, but still).

Fane went all in on summoning, and aero as his secondary for when he ran out of spells etc.

His incarnate was insane through this run, I love how summoning can honestly give you either a huge physical damage output buff or any element you please. His summoning is why my 2/2 split party ended up leaning heavy on physical, because it made more sense to abuse a physical incarnate’s output than to constantly grab a water one (for restoration magic and water damage) or fire or whatever else.

Having powerful shock spells was nice too. But mostly he summoned and then buffed his summons. I INTENDED to stack some poison related spells on someone for healing him, but Fane ended up going the entire game after act 1 without healing outside of bottles and he did just fine. God that sleeping bag or what have you is op for out of combat and who needs healing in combat when you have an insta-rez on death and tons of damage going out.

Oh and by the end I decided to spend like 144k on a ring with 1/3rd the magic defense on it because he permanently poisoned him. So that was nice.

Sibelle did fuck all the whole time.

Which is rude to say, sure, and you’d be right to say that. I ended up enjoying Sib’s character and she did put out some nice burst damage in physical form at the start of most fights.

But I never gave her a chance and it shows. (in terms of build).

She joined as a worthless rogue with no invis or survivability and dual wield burst being her only tool, and instead of fixing that with some invis or survivability, I said “Sure, Sib. You’re a lethal assassin. Tell me how that works out.” and she proceeded to spend like 60-70% of the fights in the game face down in the pavement because after her initial burst of damage she’d die and I couldn’t be arsed to care.

She lived the final fight just fine though, go figure. She didn’t go down once and actually pulled her weight for more than just the first round. How novel a concept, Sib. Maybe next time grab some other talents outside of just scoundrel and dual wield.

What a self burn where I say I stubbornly made a bad character and it’s their fault. lol

Speaking of those idols real quick, it cracks me up how the one fight I completely botched was saved by them. When I ran into the paladin leader in the basement I decided to take him out since I heard he was with the black ring prior. I killed HIM just fine, but the rest of them were 2-3 levels above me and were rough as all hell.

Eventually it was Beardy, alone, in a corner, surrounded, and after like an hour of combat he finally fell. Everyone de-aggro’d. He rezzed with the idol. And I calming rezzed my team and walked out having killed the only person I needed to (and a couple extra). That was an amusing moment.

I love how the game would occasionally, with a straight face, do the most fantasy trope things possible and it felt FRESH since no one would dare do them today.

Things like trolls guarding bridges and a lot more I’m blanking on because of the credits rolling. I just appreciated that and found it really fun.

Credits just finished so I was reminded of the gift bags and what a damned shame!

When I first read up on them it was through a video showcasing how they can break the game etc A vid I’m sure someone would be aware of it they were aware of the subject matter.

Apparently at one point you could use them whenever to change and add features and still get credit for achievements/trophies etc. But that changed at some point so all these interesting gameplay tweaks are just sullied by you not getting credit for stuff.

Sure, that’s dumb of me to imply, but you know I’m right. No matter how much we fight the implication that trophies matter they still do to some degree. I, for one, like scrolling through them as a sort of list of past exploits, I even get some nice memories from doing just that, but activate a bag and you don’t get to write down that achievement.

Meaningless, sure, but enough of a dissuasion to prevent me doing it :/ For now at least. They really are a list of fun features to toggle! But why I harp on it is that some seem like 100% quality of life and nothing else and you still can’t use them without it disabling trophies :/ Things like “Sprint” for moving about the world faster, lord.

Achievements are such a stain on gaming, I swear. For a hundred reasons, and for making some like myself in this instance AVOID fun because we don’t “get credit” oh fuck off trophy. If you didn’t exist I’d have had more fun, hence why going back to play older titles that don’t have them is such a pure joy.

Bleh. I play into it AND hate it.

Anyways.

What’s there to say. Divinity 2 was a blast, I do wish for a more refined one later on but this was such a unique experience none the less.

Roughly 110 hours of gameplay (minus AFK time I do in damn near every game so I’ll say it was like 100 hours) and I’m left too speechless to say half the things that came to mind while playing. Darn it.

A+ stuff. I’m honestly still impressed that such a content loaded single player experience is ACTUALLY all that and able to do 4 player coop.

Sure it’s technically understandable, but in terms of what games, you know, generally do? That’s unthinkable to me. That’s the kind of thing that’s reserved for tabletop, hence my early mention of dnd. You don’t usually see a story driven things like this being coop on console- and if you do it’s lightly handled in a way where the coop player doesn’t matter. Like Fable 2 henchmen, or Fable 3 where the coop player might as well not exist and just shows up to do fights and follow the main player.

That’s the term.

Most coop rpgs have the MAIN player and then coop buds assuming they implement coop.

This game is more of a 4 MAIN players all at once situation and I’m entirely unfamiliar with that in gaming other than tabletop.

OBVIOUSLY this wasn’t too much of a big deal for my single player playthrough, but other than that it was almost always on my mind and lead to me starting 2 other runs with friends :) (that both pretty much died out because they both struggle to find time to play games as is so sitting down and coordinating 3 people for 2 separate coop runs of a 100 hour game wasn’t really happening- now I understand dnd groups pain lol)

Enough rambling when I admit I have lost all my talking points. Good game.

[nanintell]

Me : well adele don't use stength much. I guess she actually is a warrior in name lmao

Adele : *carried Jerome outta mansion*

Me : ...sike

[mystech-master]

RWBY Shadows

To go with my BBTAG stuff, I wanted to think of what kinds of Shadows the RWBY characters could get. I will not be thinking of Personas though because that also depends on other factors, and also some characters might continue to reject their Shadow and thus not get Personas, like Mitsuo did.

I’m taking the characters from their Vol 2-3 timeline as shown in BBTAG

Blake Belladonna

Seems appropriate to start this off with the girl who’s theme is called “From Shadows”

There are two things I have in mind for Blake, but one of them is kind of solved by Vol 2′s ending and Vol 3′s beginning.

1. Blake being worried that her status as a traitor to the White Fang might result in her new friends being dragged into her mess and being killed. It’s what she was so stressed about during the Dance arc in Vol 2. But on one hand, in Vol 3′s beginning she was very much more chill and Oz and everyone assumed that the Breach was the big evil plan, but on the other hand even with Roman captured Adam is still out there.

2. and this is more headcanony. Blake is more like Adam than she thinks. THis comes from 3 ideas: 1. In BBTAG her Astral is VERY much like Adam’s Moonslice, 2. Her and Yang killing Adam in Volume 6′s climax, and 3. a little oneshot idea ft. Blake and Kokonoe where Kokonoe calls Blake a coward for not taking off her bow and facing the Faunus discrimination.

Like, Blake saying she wants to be judged by her actions, not her species. To which Kokonoe would reply that by that logic, she thinks that if a faunus stands up for faunus then she’s whining. But if a human stands up for faunus then it’d be true. It’s like a Black person pretending to be white and trying to tell his/her “fellow” white people that it is wrong, since they won’t listen to the discriminated minority that they are currently beiung racism towards.

Then, Kokonoe might theorize that the reason she hides her ears, why she runs, is that she’s afraid that if she’s pushed to the edge she will snap and kill and be no better than Adam, she and the Faunus just want to be left alone and are tired of being pushed around. And we all know what happened the last time someone just wouldn't back off in current canon.

Not too sure on the coward part in option 1, but the killing monster in option 2 might be a beastial cat creature as part of her Berserk form.

Yang Xiao Long

This one is kind of simple. Her Shadow would be part of her abandonment issues. Constantly wondering what is wrong with her that made Raven leave.

Is she not pretty enough? Not smart enough? Not strong enough? Not cool enough?

These subconscious questions are why A. Her semblance could be linked to her hair, and why she gets all pissed when her hair is messed with and when Neon calls her top heavy, B. Why she is a decent student (I recall a few posts where Yang is said to be a good student/pretty smart and I will link them if I find them), C. Why she tries to be the strong juggernaut of Team RWBY, although this is also out of protective insincts towards Ruby.

Before anyone says that this isn’t something she hides, 1. I don’t think telling one person about something means your open about it and ready to change, and 2. Yang said to Blake in Burning the Candle that she does want to find her mom and why she left her, she never opened up about any self-loathing or anything like that.

not really sure what kind of monster you could make out of this.

Ozpin

Of course, the guilt he feels for all the people that have died under his watch not only as a headmaster, but in his fight against Salem.

Who says that the current Ozluminati are the only people he’s had that have helped him, and like he said in V6Ch2 “Do you think Leo was the first?” Not just the betrayal, but betraying because Salem’s power is just so unimaginable. We don’t know if Raven and/or Leo learned of Salem’s immortality or are just scared of her power.

All the people who gladly died for Oz’s cause in their fight against Salem most likely died thinking that their death would be a stepping stone for the next generation to win. But since Oz i just interested in playing defensive and not trying to actually win, all those deaths and sacrifices meant nothing. True, they allowed humanity to survive and live another day, but they died believing that it was one step closer to stopping Salem. And now it isn’t.

Maybe the Shadow is o.g. Ozma wracked with guilt, along with all the other lives he’s lived.

Penny Polendina

Also simple, the fact that she isn’t real. Just a weapon to be used by Ironwood and the fake face she wears is just meant to not be scary to the people.

Kind of simple and almost a resash of Labrys’ shadow but it’s all I got for now.

Shadow is obviously some robotic mosntrocity.

James Ironwood

This I got the idea for from a long post talkign about Ironwood beign close to a dictator.

One must remember, a Shadow is one’s represed thoughts that they don’t want to show others or admit they have.

Ironwood’s Shadow would be a sort of Warrior King, beleiving Ozpin’s peaceful defensive apporach isn’t right and expecting evil to fall before the Might of Atlas’ military and technological power is the way to go.

Him bringing his fleet to the Vytal Festival is part of this, as is his idea to send in a full assault to Mountain Glenn before Ozpin suggests to send “the Scouts”. Of course this all bites him in the ass once Cinder’s plot is in motion, but his systems then get messed with by Watts in Vol 7, where he also plans to use military might to defeat Salem once he unites the world.

The monster form could be a reference to the Greek Titan Atlas, a giant robotic figure holding a globe on it’s shoulders, either struggling (referencing the weight on his shoulders that he thinks justified this behavior) or only needing one hand to hold it (showing how easily he thinks his military might and power will defeat Salem). Remember this is all before he learns of Salem’s immortality.

Raven Branwen

Let’s look at Raven’s life shall we:

She and Qrow were a part of the Branwen bandit tribe, they lived by the “Strong ones Live, Weak ones Die” rule.

They were sent to Beacon with hopes to get the skill to kill Huntsmen rather than just Grimm. But during that time Qrow, who was most likely not popular with the tribe due to his bad luck semblance, was accepted by and made friends wth Taiyang Xiao Long and Summer Rose, which led to him being good friends with them.

We don’t know what Raven was like during her days at Beacon, if she was emo edgelord or if she actually did have fun back then. Either way she did end up married to Taiyang and eventually became pregnant with Yang. But sometime before or during this she and Qrow, after they had been given their bird powers by Ozpin to be his info gatherers, learn of how powerful Salem is and Raven considers how much she may be in over her head.

Qrow, wanting to repay the people who accepted him and gave his a purpose, continues to fight. But for Raven, whatever love or hope she may have had for anyone in her heart, became muffled or eclipsed by the fear in her heart. And once she got rid of the “baggage” that was a child, as she couldn't just run away while pregnant and raise Yang with the tribe because that would be even more problems down the line, decided to bolt back to the tribe where things were simpler, none of this Salem garbage, and unlike Qrow she didn’t have any problem with the tribe because she wasn’t the living jinx.

She does love those three (Qrow, Yang and Tai), but it is all beign eclipsed by her fear. She tries to call herself strong and that what she did was the “smart” choice, because hey, not runnig towards the thing that’ll kill you is usually the SMART thing to do. Since her tribe is all about the strong surviving over the weak, this may mean that both versions of “Stength”, both the good “endure and fight for love and hope even when things are bad” strength and the bad Darwinistic Might makes Right strength that her tribe works under, are both traits that Raven doesn’t have.

To which, the Shadow would claim that “Chicken Branwen” is much more appropriate for her. And come on, a giant black chicken as Ravens Shadow would be kind of funny right?

Some minor Shadow things:

Since I wanted to make Adam how he was before Volume 3 started to slowly turn him into a yandere ex-boyfriend, he’s going to be more focused on his mission in my idea. BUT, maybe the Blake obsession can just be something on the back of his mind, and his Shadow would be the Volume 3-6 Adam. SO we can have Old Adam vs new Adam, with old Adam being disgusted at this, or maybe acknolwdhing this but then cutting out those feelings because they get in the way of his true mission.

Jaune’s self-doubt might be a thing, but I feel like he’s aprtially over it after improving with Pyrrha. If Pyrrha were to die should I choose to go as far as the Vytal Festival and Fall of Beacon in my idea and he gets that “It doesn’t matter if I die so long as the important ones live” thing he says in Volume 5′s climax gets in his head then maybe he’d have this. Or maybe some self-entitlement on beign a hero, but after Pyrrha gave him a talking to and the Bully Arc in Vol 1 he should be over this, or maybe not if him getting in Weiss’ face for the dance is anything to go by, but just like in Vol 1 , he seemes to have gotten over that.

Emerald’s loyalty to Cinder isn’t really a thing she hides, so I guess her desperation for a mother figure would be it, but that might also be shown in her lotalty to Cinder. Same with Mercury, his shit with his dad isn’t really a part of himself he ignores, it’s a personal part of his past. He’s pretty open about his assholeness.

Qrow also doesn’t seem to be hiding any issues except for all the stress on his life. Unless we want to go the easy road and just make it his general self loathign and angst over his sister leaving, one of his teammmates dying, and his brother-in-law being a single father and Qrow is unable to help due to his Jinx.

It’s most likely he was just a teacher at Signal just ot teach Ruby, like how Gran Torino was to All Might in MHA.

[bipunkharrington]

Interestingly, part of me does think it would make a lot of sense for Arya to be pregnant in the final episode, even if I’m not sure they’d actually do it. 

The Father The father represents justice, Arya’s revenge arc gives focus to her ‘serving justice’ in many ways, particularly with the murder of Walder Frey. She has also been strongly compared to her father, and in recent seasons has chosen to dress similarly to her father.

The Warrior Stength and courage in battle, the whole scene with her battling the dead, plus her being the one to kill the Night King, need I say more? Also, since the beginning of the series she’s been shown to make the choice to train as a warrior, from her training with Syrio to her joining the house of black and white.

The Maiden Purity, love, beauty. Arya is said to look just like her aunt, a woman known in part for her beauty. Her love interest recently referred to her beauty in canon, and she is the only woman (as far as I can recall) to be shown actively choosing to leave behind her ‘maidenhood’.

The Smith Creation and craftsmanship. Arya’s hands being compared to that of a blacksmith, her love interest being a blacksmith, her brother and love interest both having specific weapons crafted for her, plus a focus on her facing difficulty expectations for her to adopt the most common craft of the highborn ladies in Westeros, needlework.

The Crone Wisdom and Foresight. This is the weakest link I’m making here, I’m aware of that, but the Red Priestess prophesying about her, literal loss and gain of sight, very early in the series she is shown losing and finding her way in the cellars of King’s Landing. Although it hasn’t been focused on in the show, her ability to Warg.

The Stranger Death and the unknown. Being trained to kill, and to become noone (a faceless man). I’m sure there is far more I can say about this, but many people have discussed Arya and linked to her to the stranger particularly during her time and the HoBaW so I’ll leave it there.

SO, back to...

The Mother. Mercy. Peace. Fertility. Childbirth. Arya has now left her plan for revenge behind her, and rode away on a white horse, symbolic of her heroism, her being the ‘end of days’ saviour, and of fertility. Her being pregnant would bring a lot of things full circle, and I understand people’s objections to the idea of it, but I think it would genuinely be a good move story wise.

Interestingly, in lots of ways, Arya has a strong connection to the main religions we are made aware of in the universe... The Drowned God (swimming away from the waif critically injured, surviving), The Many Faced God (training as a faceless man), The Lord of Light (Azor Ahai Prophecy) and the Old Gods (her families religion, her link to her direwolf) and I’d love to have a closer look at some of the lesser discussed religions of Essos and see what parallels I can draw there.

[operation-hbd]

Past Ladybugs

A List w details (Pictures in Same Order)

Jeanne d’Arc

The Martyr

Robert de Baudricourt granted Joan an escort to visit Chinon after news from Orleans confirmed her assertion of the defeat. She made the journey through hostile Burgundian territory disguised as a male soldier, a fact which would later lead to charges of "cross-dressing" against her, although her escort viewed it as a normal precaution. Two of the members of her escort said they and the people of Vaucouleurs provided her with this clothing, and had suggested it to her.

After years of one humiliating defeat after another, both the military and civil leadership of France were demoralized and discredited. When the Dauphin Charles granted Joan's urgent request to be equipped for war and placed at the head of his army, his decision must have been based in large part on the knowledge that every orthodox, every rational option had been tried and had failed. Only a regime in the final straits of desperation would pay any heed to an illiterate farm girl who claimed that the voice of God was instructing her to take charge of her country's army and lead it to victory.

However, his decision to exclude her did not prevent her presence at most councils and battles.The extent of her actual military participation and leadership is a subject of debate among historians. On the one hand, Joan stated that she carried her banner in battle and had never killed anyone, preferring her banner "forty times" better than a sword; and the army was always directly commanded by a nobleman, such as the Duke of Alençon for example. On the other hand, many of these same noblemen stated that Joan had a profound effect on their decisions since they often accepted the advice she gave them, believing her advice was divinely inspired.

1412-1431

Ancient French Ladybug

Micazoyolin

The Warrior

circa 1325-1521

Ancient Aztec Ladybug* (only male so far)

Mudekudeku

The Voice of Nature

earliest is like 1500? the himba people are still around

Ancient OmuHimba Ladybug

La Mariquita

The Stength????

circa 1533-1821

Ancient Mexican (Meztiza) Ladybug

La Coccinelle

The Vigilante

circa 1600-1800

Ancient French (Musketeer) Ladybug

Oracle of Khepri

The Goddess

c. early 1300 BC because fought King Tut

Ancient Egyptian Ladybug

Bọ rùa

The Gentle Heart

Described as "nice and a bit shy."

The hat showed up in the 1200s and rose in fashion c1960-1980

Ancient Vietnamese Ladybug

Piáo Chóng

The Justice????

tbh her outfit looks 1930s

Ancient Chinese Ladybug

Tentomushi

The Assassin

1400-1600s for proper ninja, earlier for predecessors 

Ancient Japanese Ladybug

Hippolyta

The Queen

somewhere from 420 BC to 20 AD

Ancient Greek (Amazonian) Ladybug

[sacredbodiesca]

THE WARRIOR, WITH LEROY GORDON In the first of our #menswork conversations about the Four Archetypes of the masculine —lover, magician, warrior, king— men’s coach & teacher Leroy Gordon talks to me about how he uses the Warrior in his men’s group work. Leroy concludes our conversation with a simple and powerful practice to honour and release our Warrior energy, when we re-enter the heart-space of family, love, community. This conversation is now on the podcast at sacredbodies.ca/podcast •Follow Leroy on Instagram @royflashgordon • If you’d like to know about upcoming live #menswork conversations drop your email in a DM or email me at hans@sacredbodies.ca . . . #warrior #men #menshealth #relationships #marriage #success #failure #perseverance #sacredmasculine #divinemasculine #pathofthesacredmasculine #teacher #coach #fourarchetypes #trust #nobility #courage #endurance #stength #power #podcast #podcastersofinstagram #love #husband #husbandman #anger #peace #masculineenergy #practice https://www.instagram.com/p/CoP804rrAD0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Hunter Williams

Blue Ranger

Houston, TX => Angel Grove

The Calm, Sarcastic Twin

Night Owl Pt 1

Twin Brother of Haven Williams

Was skeptic at first about the whole Ranger Deal

"you want me to put on a blue supersuit and fight some sadistic evil king or some shit? I'm sorry w h a t?"

Molly convinces him it's worth giving a shot, it's the right thing to do.

Part of "Not Sure What My Role Here Is"™ Squad

Is really soft and gentle when you get to know him.

The Group Broodi Boi

A Shaolin Kungfu Enthusiast

Essentially the only reason he and Molly can fight or so they think

Just Wants To Keep The World Safe

Isn't Here to Fuck Around™ He's Here to Get Shit D O N E.

G'ahead, capture a teammate. I dare you, let's see how you come out of that fight.

Also Part Of Oddball Squad™

Molly Is Hunter's Best Friend.

Hunter is Molly's Best Friend.

And they're totally not in love haha no pfft

Worst Fear As A Ranger: Everything. This whole experience terrifies him.

Most Challenging Villain Faced: Psycho Blue, Drakkon, Noemi's Soul-Reaper Demon

Ranger Abilities: Enhanced Speed, Stength and Jump

Special Abilities: Weather/Nature Manipulation

Molly Santos

Black Ranger

Angel Grove Born & Raised

A Bit Witchy

C y n i c a l bitch.

Not So Confident

Adam says it's like looking at himself in the past as a ranger

Adam kinda scoops Molly under his wing and becomes the big brother she's always needed

Wants to Be Somebody and not just the Outcast

Keeps Collected infront of Hunter and the team.

Hunter can see right through it though.

She can't hide shit from Hunter. He knows her too well.

"i see my little witch isn't feeling all to powerful; therefore you should put your sneakers on and we should go get food."

"...how do u always know."

".....maybe i'm a witchyboi, Molly~"

Worst Fear As A Ranger: Watching The Universe crumble as a result of failure as a ranger.

Most Challenging Villain Faced: Drakkon Noemi, her demons and Psycho Black

Ranger Abilities: Enhanced Speed, Strength and Jump

Special Abilities: Telekenesis

Jaya Regis

Green Ranger

Came from Earth in the year 3018 with their Uncle Trip Regis (Former Green TF Ranger) and Aunt Katie Walker-Regis (Former Yellow TF Ranger)

Although they resided on Earth (3018) they're an Alien from a planet named Xybria.

Needless to say, Earth in 2019 is ALOT different from Earth in 3018

Like...The fact that Earth STILL HASN'T DISCOVERED ALIEN LIFE EVEN THOUGH ITS BEEN WALKING AMONG THEM FOR YEARS NOW (Andros we're lookin at u bub.)

So that being said: Jaya and Trip still have to hide their gem on their forhead.

Also: Unlike Trip and Katie; Jaya has never time traveled anywhere let alone years into the past.

This is all new to them.

Jaya becomes particularly close to Andy, sticking by his side while firing a plethora of questions at him

"ANDY WHY IS THIS THING ROARING AT ME SO VIOLENTLY-"

"Jay...thats a vacuum."

"IT SOUNDS LIKE DEATH."

"You said that about my blender too..."

They're fairly amazed by every little difference and similarity between 2019-3018

"well...atleast you guys have touch screen technology."

"OH FINALLY, 2001 NEVER HAD THAT."

They're an experienced Warrior so Jaya takes Rangering like a duck to water.

I mean it is in their blood after all.

Worst Fear As A Ranger: Failing their mission, therefore ...erasing them from time's existence...Jaya's worst fear is being erased.

Most Challenging Villain; Drakkon and Noemi

Ranger Abilities: Enhanced Speed, Strength and Jump

Special Abilities; Mind Reading/Control, Psychic

[megashadowdragon]

jaune will fall into the grimm pools and survive  with a new ability due to him amplifying his huge aura

 https://hawkeyedflame . tumblr . com/post/152581160728/on-rubys-elusive-character-development-or-why

“ jaune is a foil To Ruby. She’s a prodigy who quickly became a deadly warrior at a young age and is welcomed into Beacon two years early as a result while Jaune is a hard worker who progresses slowly and had to lie his way into Beacon because of his nonexistent combat background. Ruby is a strategist specialized on pre-defined team attacks and wields a self-made weapon capable of long range combat. Jaune is a tactician specialized in creating new team attacks according to his analysis on the battlefield and wields a family heirloom only capable of close range combat. Ruby has a rather broken family but they fully support her decision to become a huntress while Jaune’s family is large and united but they don’t support his choices nor have any faith on him. Ruby is a tomboy who dominates the battlefield but doesn’t enjoy dancing whereas Jaune tends to act girly and is initially terrible at fighting but also a great dancer. The more you look into them as a pair, the more contrasts that can be spotted in the details.”

jaune has a more “feminine way of dealing with emotions” while ruby has the more masculine way of dealing with emotions 

https://aminoapps . com/c/rwby/page/blog/why-its-good-for-jaunes-semblance-to-be-a-support-type/xpp7_XQ4s2u6RGX2zboa6JwM2XMekWGZd68

“Joan of Arc is known for breaking gender stereotypes about what it meant to be a woman. And if you think about it in a lot of ways Jaune doesn’t fit into the stereotypical “man box.” We are don’t “men don’t cry.” He wears his emotions on his sleeve. While in the real world men (and in the world of RWBY BOTH men and women ARGUABLY) are told to be strong. And that many people superficially equate physical strength with heroism (Raven?) it is fitting that Jaune’s semblance doesn’t so much doesn’t so much empower himself, as it empowers others. (as well as himself but its more effective on others in the team since they are more skilled than him) The so called “Feminine” strength.” P.S. Hmm as a follow-up to my The Importance Of Foils Part 2 post. I think that Ruby, despite being a girl, fits into the “man box” better than anyone else including it’s UNHEALTHY WAYS OF DEALING WITH EMOTIONS. The only difference is on remnant, it’s not because a man doesn’t cry. But because “a hero doesn’t cry.”

ruby first activated her silver eyes leading to her to learn about them when she saw pyrrha jaunes partner impaled by cinder and burnt to ash failing to save pyrrha  her awakening being in reaction to her death while jaune activated his semblance and realized what it was when he saw rubys partner weiss  impaled by cinder and  was able to save her  life awakening his semblance to do so allowing him to learn what his semblance was ( which is a good example this is an example of them being foils  and how its been shown and effected their storys )

its quite likely as @littlemisssquiggles theorized that the  littlemisssquiggles . tumblr  . com/post/179982580884/rwby-musings-54-a-means-to-an-end-a-way-to

“I also still stand by my hunch of their being a connection between the Fountain of Life and Creation and the Silver Eyed Warriors. I would not be surprised if the First Silver Eyed Warrior was born from the Fountain. Like what if…there is a known legend around Argus about the town being named in honour of the lone warrior who bravely stood to defend the town from a horde of Grimm in ancient Remnant. Alone and cornered, the warrior found themself before the edge of the fountains waters before they were forcibly pushed in. As the hero plummeted into the fountains depths, they fell in a mortal at death’s door unable to fight for their people but what they emerged as became a warrior whose tale will go down in legends—the First Silver Eyed Warrior.I’d bet money on the Silver Eyes being a by-product of the Fountain. It just has to be but…for now it’s only a theory.“

its quite likely there is a connection between the god of light and the silver eyes considering their similarities

https://chimeresnervaliennes . tumblr . com/post/179982370960/comments-by-corona-de-spatio-demon-trees-is

I think it would be fitting if jaune gets something connected to the god of darkness from contact with the grimm pools  given the connection to silver eyes  which ruby has and the god of light ( if the theory about the silver eyes and fountain of life and creation theory is correct) 

and while ruby was born with it jaune wasnt and got it from falling into the grimm pools

plus salem is jaunes evil counterpart 

https://megashadowdragon . tumblr  . com/post/152357996242/salem-is-jaunes-evil-counterpart/embed

and  the effect when salem became immortal looks just like jaunes semblance

@thuskindlyshescatters

https://thuskindlyshescatters . tumblr . com/post/179981879313/thats-an-uh-interesting-effect-to-use-rt

interesting effect to use rt

jaune’s semblance has the same visual look as the magic that made salem immortal

so given that salem survived the grimm pools thanks to her immortality what if jaune survives falling into the grimm pools thanks to  his large  aura and him amplifying his aura on top of that  with his semblance( jaunes semblance ies  be it aura recharge rate, strength , defense, healing) https://megashadowdragon . tumblr . com/post/170041919557/on-jaunes-aura-amplification-semblance/embed

(and I think jaune will need to use his semblance on himself to survive the grimm pools given that it has the same visual look as the magic that made salem immortal ) 

so his aura and semblance  allow him to survive and get out of the grimm pool but the grimm pool will still do something to him and give him a new ability

(and  maybe while salem went into the grimm pools hoping to die jaune falls into the grimm pool unwillingly  has the will to live when he falls into the grimm pools) (joan of arcs ashes were put into a river so maybe jaune will be thrown into the grimm pools with his semblance activated on himself

maybe jaune will be end up thrown into the grimm pools by salem after he refuses her offer 

https://megashadowdragon . tumblr . com/post/180169594632/salem-will-offer-jaune-pyrrhas-ressurection-in

@destincrowno

salem might not  have had  an aura  when she went into the grimm pool  jaune may survive due to his huge aura which he has amplified with his semblance along with all of its effects ( defense ability, healing ability, aura recharge)  and focusing all of it on defense and healing. and the visual effect when salem became immortal looks similar to jaunes aura amplification

so while Salem went in out of Despair and became corrupted (similar to how immortality is meant as a curse) he’ll be thrown in but instead of becoming corrupted he will come out stronger? 

(it would be awesome for jaunes appearance to be altered and him having to control and deal with his urges for destruction and maintain his humanity

salem may not have had an aura when she went into the grimm pool jaune may survive due to his huge aura which he has amplified with his semblance along with all of its effects ( defense ability, healing ability, aura recharge) and focusing all of it on defense and healing. and the effect when salem became immortal looks similar to jaunes aura amplification makes me imagine jaune amplifying his aura to survive falling into  the grimm pools

look at the current stength of jaunes aura amplification jaune amplified his own aura cloak so cardin was the one who got hurt when cardin punched him

jaune was able to amp rens semblance so it could cover the whole train and its passengers when ren struggled with just qrow and jaune.

Weiss Schnee once received a cut across her face which, even with Aura left for protection at the time, did not heal well enough to avoid a scar which endures years later. Yet under the effects of Jaune’s Semblance, Weiss’ Aura seems to have completely reversed all of the damage inflicted by a flaming spear through her liver after her Aura had broken. Her skin is unmarred, and she returned to the fight with enough power to summon a Lancer Queen. I mean Weiss ended that battle in better condition than RUBY, and Weiss was fucking IMPALED with a spear of burning rock. Weiss was burned internally, but after Jaune’s done she doesn’t seem to feel pain at all. ) and jaunes semblance also amplified weiss’s semblance ( which are just tangible projections of aura) so while before getting an aura boost summoning her knight took a good amount of time that she was kept from summoning it by vernal) but under the effects of his semblance weiss summoned the lancer queen alot faster )

and its likely that jaunes aura amplification will grow strong in the future so the amount that jaunes aura or other peoples aura is amplified by his semblance will be increase in the future

Your Semblance is like a muscle. The more you practice with it, the stronger it will become. But if you only focus on one aspect of it…if you fail to test the limits of what you think is possible…then you’ll never truly grow.”

—Winter Schnee, encouraging Weiss Schnee to summon.

aura can be affected by willpower like

Aura can be recharged and the time that is required to recharge is different between each person. and it was said that hazel recharges his aura faster than noras ever seen and qrow said that hazels aura recharge was so fast because of sheer willpower so I am absolutely certain that a person recovers Aura faster when feeling extremely motivated than when feeling extremely depressed.

so his sheer will to live in combination with his aura reserves and him amplifying his aura will allow him to survive the grimm pools

I was thinking that there would be some adverse effects like he had to strengthen which he will struggle with  but overcome in  contrast to salem considering salem is jaunes evil counterpart

and jaune will get a  new ability

@thereadingaddic7

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