#and two more major OCs

[wordsandrobots]

#I think it would be very funny ( read: tragic) if he had several “my moms told me to never get in a Gundam’’ moments

Well now . . . OK, how much do I want to say at this point? (Trick question, of course I *want* to ramble about it all, but it's still percolating in my brain so I shouldn't get ahead of myself.)

Akatsuki is definitively not getting in a Gundam, at least in the sense of piloting one. He might have to be a passenger at some point. This is explicitly my 'I'm not walking back that ending' policy with respect to Iron-Blooded Orphans. That boy does not grow up needing to be a soldier, he does not fight to survive, and he is utterly disbarred from being in any kind of military by the authority of his mothers and his hundred uncles, god-freaking-damnit.

He has also 100% inherited the instinct to chase down a friend who's been kidnapped by bunch of jack-booted security officers, ram a truck through their front door, and sneak around the back to mount a daring rescue. He just does it unarmed and without the intention of harming another living soul.

Anyway, the point is, I set myself the challenge of 'write this as if it was an actual Gundam series so I'm having to invent a lot of OCs, including a Gundam pilot to handle the requisite mecha battling.

Actually . . . let's write this out because it'll be useful reference for me if nothing else. Dramatis personae!

Akatuski -- a pleasant 18-year-old inexplicably in a suspension tube on a freighter bound for Jupiter. Built like he grew up on a farm. Generally quite sweet. Would really like someone to explain what the hell is going on. Current objective: letting his moms know he's OK.

Jaén -- reigning champion in the Tournament of Titans. 19, which is probably too young for that Gundam but it counts as progress in context. Working towards this since she was 12. Inexplicably boarding random freighters containing freeze-dried college students.

Imran -- her mechanic. Does not want to know what is going on, thank you, sie's just here to do the maintenance.

Gundam Räum -- ASW-G-40. 'What if the Nu Gundam but in IBO.' Possibly haunted. Definitely cursed.

Dmitri -- local information broker and all-round underworld mastermind. Räum's previous owner. This did not end well.

Rodríguez and Cowley -- also in the Tournament. Decent pilots, unashamed over being thwomped by a 19-year-old girl.

Arno Rax -- from Ganymede. A newcomer to the Tournament. Severely pissed over being thwomped by a 19-year-old girl.

Mr Jove [placeholder unless I decide this joke is funny] -- owner/operator of the Tournament of Titans. Exactly the kind of person who'd run a mobile suit fighting ring aboard space Las Vegas. Possible evil twin of Stalker from Mobile Fighter G Gundam.

Benjamin Ogawa -- an executive of the Outer Sphere Development Corporation. Might know what's up with that freighter full of freeze-dried people. Trying to wrestle some good out of the situation. Generally annoyed that unethical experiments aren't replicable.

A Mystery Man In A Mask -- gotta have one. Ben's bodyguard/personal assistant/only friend. You'll never guess who. (Well, you might, but it's The Big Twist, structurally speaking.)

Gabriella Turbine -- Naze's daughter. Amida's spiritual successor. The best pilot you've ever met. Very surprised to find her baby cousin getting himself into trouble. Not planning to let him live it down.

Ilyana Sevenstark -- adoptive Turbine. Having a Tuesday of a week. Mainly here to deliver the line 'Akatsuki Augus Mixta-Bernstein, report to the bridge. Immediately."

Haro -- a haro.

[REDACTED] -- Jaén's dad. It isn't what you'd call good news.

And an ex-Gjallarhorn mercenary captain I have yet to name who is definitely here and absolutely not just setting up the second fic in this two-part series, why would you think that.

I have no idea when this will be finished. I'm taking it quite slow. I'm also having a lot of second thoughts about how to title it, but I'm sure that'll shake out in time.

Anyway, how the ever-loving Ben Grimm have I managed to write what is conceptually a Gundam SEED reference into this fic? I am mildly irritated by SEED at the best of times and certainly resent it being *the* successful AU, but here we flipping are. Only so many ways you can set up a mystery man in a mask, I suppose, but I was going more for an overt Mobile Fighter G Gundam homage, where I put the whizz-bang gladiatorial battles front and centre and hope everyone forgets that show is 40% body horror by volume.

*Sigh* Well there's no getting around it now

Oh yes, about that sequel to Wishing on Space Hardware I'm not writing . . . I just finished drafting chapter 4 of 25, for fic number one of two. And what really irks is I discovered a flipping Harry Potter fic had nabbed the title I was intending to give it. Very vexing, I'll have to pluralise even though the singular would have been perfect. Better than just calling it 'Akatsuki's big adventure' I suppose.

I might end up call the series that, though.

[azaisya]

Another new campaign npc I can’t talk about! I feel like the use of red here makes him look v evil but he’s not. He almost had indigo accents instead, but one of my players picked the indigo god for their patron god and I wanted to pick the opposite god for this guy so the red god it was

[ignatiusteto]

i think sacred music in the kryn dynasty would be very cyclical and repetitive in form to symbolize the idea that life is a continuous thing (at least those who are consecuted right right) and is a cycle across lifetimes and yeah

[bluejay-makes]

Drow kiddos growing up in different cities

[uniquezombiedestiny]

I don't want you to forget me I want you to die with me. I miss you I should have lived. I love you. Why are you putting these words in my mouth?

(artfight attack for @tsunagite, ft. reinhardt :3)

[milligramspoison]

@starspaceace ok that drawing is cool but why not put that energy into the ACTAUL danger days worldwide blast on july 26 also thats not a real oc, im just using thayt as an example buz some of these names are so long you need hwhole book just to write em down in, like how am i suppoded to remwmber a kj name with 50 words in it thats why ricky bobby is a great name, also kobras not a brit gerard didnt say he was id remember if he did, why would a brit be in calidfornia cuz all planes are probably grounded blown up etc just my two cents -ricky bobby

I just woke up and I’m trying to process this 😵‍💫

@starspaceace I don’t think anon is happy but ty for making Toxic Orgy come to life- go check it out if you haven’t!

Kobra being British is a fandom joke cause of auto captions messing up something Mikey said in an interview in like 2010. Personally I don’t hc Kobra to be British but I do think it’s a funny joke cause of how random it is

The Brits could’ve moved to California (and the us in general) before the wars in DD happened 😭

[holocene-sims]

very delayed and minor story update

hiiii

i kind of dropped off the face of the earth, especially in terms of everything the stars promised! i was out of town weeks ago when the last few posts went up from the queue, and then i haven't really been around too much to update the links and all, but...

that said, my plan is to update the navigation links and also not-tzr-but-also-kind-of-tzr the last few posts, even though it's been a while, just because i'm trying to be better about the whole tzr thing!

outside of that, i'm not sure when i'll be able to post more actual story content. i have about three posts in my drafts, but i'm graduating in may, and i'm down to the last month and a half-ish of college, so i'm short on free time to write and play sims. it's basically crunch time irl while i wrap up my senior thesis. but we'll see - i might drop the updates i already have finished soon, and then i'll post more when i have the time!

[ghoul--doodle]

When my interest shifts from one to another I don’t start disliking/hating the old one

It just slips into being dormant until something inevitably triggers monkey brain about it again

[kitonmitons]

dnd doodles between homework and classes

[ruby-static]

It’s Mario Day babey- So I decided to dust off and finish a doodle I’ve had lying around for ages.

It’s them. It’s the funney plumber dudes.

[umbracirrus]

WIP Wednesday! 💛

I actually scheduled this WIP post yesterday to be posted today just because we had a new internet provider set up today and I didn't know if there would be any issues. Luckily, it seems to be running great! Keeping it scheduled to post though!

A decently long WIP this week, with both Elyse and Balgruuf getting some sense talked into them after their argument about her fine. I'm probably posting a good chunk of a chapter of The Perfect Storm here 😅

I'm tagging quite a few of you this time!! Hehe :3 But of course no obligations to share if you don't want to! Tagging @thequeenofthewinter, @pitiable-arisen, @throughtrialbyfire, @bostoniangirl21, @your-talos-is-problematic, and anyone who wants to share their WIPs! 💛

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“Odahviing told me that you said that Jarl of Ahrolsedovah was helping you, protecting you by giving you shelter in his palace.” Paarthurnax stated, his words spoken to her, though it came across as more of an observation than anything. “Has this now changed, Dovahkiin?”

Elyse scowled frustratedly as she huddled against the wall atop the Throat of the World, her borrowed and oversized clothing given to her by Arngeir from the surplus donations left for the Greybeards held tightly against her body. “He was,” she grumbled, watching as the old dragon slowly moved to shield her from the most frigid of the winds. “Until he took matters into his own hands. The person I was trying to hide from decided to try and fine me for... reasons. I responded by ignoring it, because I didn’t commit any crime! Is wanting independence and the ability to make my own decision a crime?!”

Paarthurnax’s eyes narrowed towards her with how heated she was getting, so she took a few deep breaths before tilting her head back and sinking down into the snow beneath her. “But it was Balgruuf who took that from me instead, by handling my fine.”

 “Did he tell you why he did so?”

“... N-Not really, no...”

That was a lie, and she knew it. Paarthurnax likely did too. He’d yelled that she was endangering Whiterun. But she didn’t know any more than that – how exactly was she endangering the hold? Or was he just frustrated that she hadn’t done anything and used that as an excuse?

“Then how do you know that he was, in your own words... ‘taking matters into his own hands’?” The dragon’s head lowered towards her, in a manner reminiscent of when she was a child and her father would kneel down to talk to her to let her know that what she had done was either wrong or reckless but didn’t want her to think that she was in trouble. “Perhaps... He thought that he was helping. That you would be safer if he were to do so. There are many questions which can be asked... But can only be answered by him.”

Elyse wavered in her frustration towards Balgruuf, before shaking her head, allowing it to bubble up once more. “It doesn’t change the fact that he didn’t discuss it with me first.”

“Hm. That is... True, yes, but would you have done it yourself even if he were to discuss the issue with you?”

She knew that he was correct, and frowned as she folded her arms over. “I... I don’t like burdening others with my issues. It just drags others into the chaos that has been my life since I made that stupid decision to leave Cyrodiil years ago. Balgruuf took on enough of them by letting me into his home...”

“Have you considered... That sharing your burdens may make them lighter? This Jarl seems to be looking out for your best interests, Dovahkiin. That is not something to be taken lightly. The Greybeards have also spoken to me of this Jarl... this Balgruuf. When you brought war to High Hrothgar to stop the unruly eldest, he was one of the few who did not want violence to dictate the peace. Who did not throw vitriol or bitter words. If this is true, I doubt that malicious intentions are behind his actions.” Paarthurnax rose once more, allowing the frozen winds to once more brush against her, and forcing her to stand up and conjure a small flame in her hands to counter some of the cold. “You should talk to him... That will help with clearing your mind and easing your burden. Perhaps the same will go for him too. I would imagine that he would be worried for you, as would everyone else that you left behind.”

As much as she wanted to argue back with him, something stopped her. Her anger had fizzled out, and had been replaced with a gut-wrenching anxiety. People would be worried. It was the middle of winter, she had left on her own without a word of where she was going... And she had left in what was worse than a bad mood. For all that they knew, she could have gotten herself killed.

She needed to get back to Whiterun.

“Sahvot, Dovahkiin. Have faith. Things may not be as bad as you currently perceive them to be.”

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"I don't know what you are expecting me to say, Balgruuf. That you want me to pity you over this situation? That you want me to give you a little pat on the back and say 'there there'? Because if you do, I am most certainly not-"

"What? No, Irileth, I just-" Balgruuf took a deep breath as he ran his hands down his face. "Look, I am just trying to get my head around this all," he stated, starting to pace back and forth across his bedroom. He hadn't even wanted to be there in the first place, but after being caught in his study with some documents which needed reading through by Frothar – who had promptly tattled – he had been kicked out of there to get some rest. "Surely not having a bounty which was getting bigger by the week is a goodthing? I don't get what about that was enough to make Elyse angry or leave the way that she did!"

Irileth let out a frustrated puff of air from her nose. "Because you made an important decision about her without her. It's damn well obvious!"

"I needed to protect Whiterun-"

"And you promised to protect her."

"I-" His throat felt dry as not a single word came to him at that direct statement which made him freeze in his tracks. When he had made the decision to pay off that fine, his intentions had been to do achieve both of those statements – protecting both Whiterun and the Dragonborn. Getting Ulfric off both of their backs had to have been beneficial, he had been certain of it. The looming threat of an attack had been on their doorstep, it had been pushed back to give them space to breathe. But now… he was feeling uncertain. Uneasy.

"You welcomed her into Dragonsreach so that she could be safe."

His jaw tensed as he turned his back to his housecarl, and pressed his hands into the top of the drawers which were to his side. For a moment, he took in a few deep breaths to calm himself, in the hopes that the point had been made and he could take a moment to just think.

"For all that she knows now, all it takes is Ulfric Stormcloak throwing his demands about for him to get what he wants."

Irileth's words were both eye-opening yet horrifying. He had always appreciated her bluntness and her ability to assess a situation, but hearing it all directed at him now…

"How long will it be until you hand her over to him, saying that it's for the good of Whiterun?"

He had messed up.

"I would never-!"

"And how would she know that, Balgruuf?!"

[imagionary]

Gransfors doodles; new office, and photo from the past with Spruce

[potatochip-oc-dump]

YEAAHHHH WOOOOO *whooping and clapping and cheering*

[woolmasterleel]

These are doodles for the species guide, but I like them enough to post them alone (～￣▽￣)～

The twins!! Finally have a face to their names..

I should formally introduce them on their refs, but I'll put a little info here! These are Atomus (left) and Evelyn (right) Cogitonis. They're the first two Pseudo-Humans created by Eregarde Cogitonis.

They do not like Eregarde (❁´◡`❁)

A version with a closeup of their eyes!

[arolesbianism]

Ended up finishing Butter ref remake in one sitting so here they are 👍. I also buffed their height a smidge

[kayzero]

in the spaces between not working on zwg and not finishing brother’s burden, i’ve been, uh…

thinking about something new.