#andolontposting

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drawing rn genuinely feels incredible. the lines land where i want them to land and andolont comes out just as skrunkly as i intend her. life is good but please would brain let me take pleasure in doing anything else

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hmm not ocs but fictional country people are close enough right

all of the norgri and most of the foshayti are very comfortable on ships they are all descended from drunk sailors. andolont has a room in her palace where she keeps all the memorabilia the scandinavians gave her. varholt genuinely enjoys fighting so any place she’s allowed to go at it with someone is automatically a happy place unless the life of someone she cares about is on the line. every personif takes great comfort in culturally significant places but they’re balm to kuft-alum in particular since she’s been repressed for a milennia, and she also loves her speech therapy classes.

the melkarthians all feel most comfortable in religious places, obviously.

what's your oc's happy place?

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>is in japan

>knows no japanese

>opens duolingo for the first time in a month

>starts the fucking danish course

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varholt and andolont headcanons:

varholt is andolont’s biological sister, chronologically older but physically younger, and representative of the varholtsk people before she became one of the four kingdoms in the andolont succession crisis that led to her sister’s collapse.

andolont and their father usually spent the winter in sumraland, on varholt’s future territory, and she always dreaded that.

andolont… showed her off? like varholt (as the norgri part of sumraland pre-independence) was the territory she was most proud of. basically the golden child, literally (breadbasket—wheat probably grown) and figuratively. andolont was ashamed of varholt’s foshayti features and mannerisms—as her closest relative and norgri from the start her critique wasn’t as severe and she wasn’t punished harshly as long as she stayed loyal, but their closeness and the sheer amount of time they spent together meant it got much deeper under varholt’s skin. she never chose what she wore for important events.

when andolont was little their father entrusted her defense and general care to varholt. depending on how permissible it is for someone to breastfeed a younger sibling, either varholt or a varholtsk woman was andolont’s wet nurse, for the breadbasket metaphor. also since andolont doesn’t exactly have a mother.

varholt’s blood relation to the andolonsk meant she wasn’t as upset by their rule as peoples who they’d completely subjugated, but her opinion of them was not always high. especially since she saw andolont in all of her least flattering moments as her caretaker and found it difficult to take her seriously as a ruler. andolont did genuinely love her, but from the beginning it was clear it was only because of what varholt did for her and very much conditional.

andolont went absolutely apeshit when she declared independence, and it feels like a tragedy on both sides because she was the territory andolont felt she could always trust to stay, but also varholt had war crimes committed against her. they are not on speaking terms. andolont keeps a lock of her hair in a box under her bed. varholt had a lock of andolont’s hair from when she was a baby but she threw that out.

andolont, ironically, thinks she was too soft on varholt while she was loyal.

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how i think personifs would taste like

dc: filthy river water, blood that is somehow crusted despite having been in her body this whole time, paper, and bits of marble for seasoning. i’d bite into her with very little hesitation but i would regret it. there are probably rumors about things done with her blood in the pedophile sex ring conspiracy theories

san diego: beer and saltwater with vaguely fruity undertones. i think he’d taste pretty good actually. i think hes tried to brew actual beer with his blood before (tijuana dared him). i’d drink him but im not old enough yet

andolont: youd probably crack your teeth trying to bite her at all but if you do i think shed taste like. you know that distinct smell grandmothers have. that but like a taste. and also iron and the texture would be like ice but its remarkably easier to chew once you get the piece off the main body like you apply slight pressure with the teeth and it breaks apart into a lot of smaller pieces. like a cherry tomato squirting when you bite it. i don’t like that feeling and i also don’t like the grandmother smell so i probably wouldnt enjoy eating her

qadoshorea: literally just a normal person. she holds no special appeal and she suffers enough so i’ll pass

varholt: bread

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i had a VIVID dream last night about there being an andolont rp blog and i got so excited i nearly woke myself up

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i also need all of you to know that andolont is also fanonically married to her current king now but ill be posting that picture tomorrow since it has not been peer reviewed (besides by nalkan)

she sparks some strange and oddly aggressive emotion in me that i can only communicate with the word ‘skrunkly’. shes a war criminal. shes a former empire who has not gotten off her high horse. every single one of her neighbors is part of her hater club. i want to squeeze her in my hands.

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ultimate nationalism incorrect quotes

Andolont: Haraldr and I got married!! Qiqiqtaq: Don't share your personal problems with everyone.

Andolont: As top in this relationship, I think we should- Haraldr: I can't believe you're pulling rank on me.

Haraldr: We have to apologize to them, Andolont. Andolont: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me seem like a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

Ny Norgrimark: Why is Andolont crying on the floor? Varholt: She’s drunk. Ny Norgrimark: And? Varholt: She saw a picture of Haraldr’s wife. Ny Norgrimark: But she’s Haraldr’s wife. Varholt: I know.

Andolont: Hey, Haraldr, what do you think it would be like if we had kids? Haraldr: What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly. Andolont: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it? Haraldr: Can't really say I have. Andolont: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes. Haraldr: Sorry, Andolont. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringing up anybody.

Varholt: So, you’re Andolont’s king now? Haraldr: Yes. Varholt: Why? Andolont: I happen to find him very appealing. Varholt: Yeah, I can understand that. I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with Haraldr.

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normal sibling interaction

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new obsession: andolont and varholt

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here’s the playlist btw

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ive started an andolont playlist and wipe your tears by halsey is EXTREMELY ultimate nationalism coded. she’s supposed to be holding a photo album but that did not come through well

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new a dolont ref

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andolont headcanons (made with help of the server, mostly nalkan and tiff)

her flag is on nearly every single piece of clothing she owns

she refers to herself as lady andolont. not a single other person does this. she does not tolerate nicknames except mundaberria is allowed to call her ann because she is too scared to fight him

he is also the only guy on the continent who can outdrink her. so

(she hasnt drunk water in years)

she lost her leg when varholt dipped and has gray streaks from the collective war against her

she kept hlyttland in her basement for most of the time before his independence and he has bitten her multiple times

no matter the weather she will be wearing either a long coat or a dress. this is both because she is self conscious about the leg and because unless it’s the summertime for her everywhere feels extremely cold (in contrast to qiqiqtaq who walks around with a tank top in the dead of winter)

she does have a prosthetic but she finds it incredibly uncomfortable

in the good ending she drinks so much on the day of victory against the reptilians that her country runs out of alcohol

the other people in the zerzurian alliance are the closest things she has to friends. they do poker on thursdays and she almost never wins because she’s always drunk and slightly high (being around zerzura does that)

mundaberria actively encourages this (he or zerzura usually win)

she was even skrunklier before she married haraldr but having exchange with him has helped quite a bit (he boosts her ego). its only a temporary solution though

speaking of egos. yeah. she has one. she does not think she is in the wrong for anything she has done and she considers herself a grieving mother instead of an abusive one who forcibly adopted, in many cases, personifs who were already grown ass adults. if given the chance she will wax on about how much she misses them

(zerzura’s kind of in the odd position of being both one of her kids’s drug dealers and also the guy she ends up venting a lot to)

she legitimately makes banger music if you ignore the lyrics

chronic pain in her back and leg due to the fact she’s basically hopping everywhere (she has crutches and she uses them in private but the most she’ll do in public is haraldr’s cane)

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raging nationalist x his ratty former empire of a nation <3 (im so normal about them)

this isnt the first of her kings andolont has married but hes def one of her favorites. wedding is the least skrunkly shes gonna get for a long time

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andolont bath