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abbynx · 3 years ago

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Match made in Hell: Beginnings

Adrian "Vigilante" Chase X Herbert West-like Reader

Genre: Romantic one-shot

Warning: Canon-typical violence, swearing

A/N: I'm starting to think that Match made in Hell can be a collection of spin offs about the couple, idk why but I've become fond of their dynamic (Maybe because I'm completely in love with Herbert West and Adrian... That's when you'll realise that I have a type)

Everything and everyone has to start somewhere and it takes time to reach where you are.

You, in particular, along with Adrian, were no where near as inseparable the first time you met. You kept your distance and he kept his (not really), something that's a rarity to see when the two of you are in the same room (Minus the occasional couples quarrel. Those would be the time where you would lock yourself in the laboratory by placing homemade obstacles on the door if one tries to get in.). The thought of romantic attachment did not cross your mind, you understand its concept and how predominant it is among the human species, the ideal companionship.

Honestly speaking, you were repulsed by it. The thought of being distracted by the need of another was something you consider worthless to spend your time when you could be perfecting your work. And honestly speaking again, you were generally repulsed by things that distract you. You've taken to injecting yourself a small dosage of your reagent to keep you from falling asleep. It hasn't failed you yet.

But back at the topic at hand, you are quite shock. If you were to tell your past self that you would be trysting with a bubble-headed busboy, they would be disappointed for allowing yourself to be caught at some... Some sort of distraction and with that annoying bus boy no less. You remember it well— though it differs from how you remember it when your little knucklehead Adrian recall it.

Fresh from a prestigious school in Switzerland, everyone was confused as to why you chose to leave when your name there has already been cleared after a little accident in your school. Wherein school officials found you on a compromising position that had them mistaking you as a perpetrator. They caught you with a syringe in hand, kneeling beside a dead professor. You've gone under intensive investigation but ended it when they have discovered you did not commit any crime. Rumour has it, you left the institute due to shame. They couldn't be more incorrect. You left not for any reasons regarding your integrity or character, no— you had everything you needed, there's nothing more to learn.

Hence why, you took the opportunity to enroll yourself in another school of prestige: Evergreen University, Institute of Science and Medicine. You were immediately accepted, passing the entrance exams with little to no effort. Your new professors were quite impressed, offering you opportunities you had no use of. You were there for your own volition and interests, you wanted to take advantage of their internship offers and being their trophy co-ed isn't one of them.

Though your admission to the school was easy, your search for settlement wasn't quite alright. Other than a place to stay, you needed a laboratory or perhaps a makeshift one. The dormitory in the academy not only contained disrupting roommates, they also had a vice-grip on just about everything, you were sure if you could even sneak specimens in your dorm room. You got yourself a local newspaper and a seat at the Fennel Fields, where you met him.

It was love at first sight, Adrian claims— you can't quite your thoughts verbatim when he approached you, but it was far from love. You remember being so dismissive, annoyance etched into your features. You just wanted to drink your coffee in peace whilst scouring the papers for a posted advertisement of an apartment landlord around the surrounding settlements of Evergreen with your laptop for a back-up. At first you thought he was there attempting his damnest best to be of service for the sake of his tips, but his ramblings were far from a professional server.

Subtle social cues were not enough to send him off and so you put it down bluntly— "I don't have time for your senseless babbling. Leave."

Since then, he hasn't approached you at the duration of your stay there. Back then, you hoped that would be the last of your interaction. Leaving a hefty tip on the table, you turned to the exit with the determination to find yourself a perfect place to stay in.

That, you found; you couldn't care less about the scenic view of the little settlement where the sun shone above buildings, there's the basement. The land lord found your over-eager nature odd, but he didn't question it any further when you handed him a rather excessive payment. He left you in the basement as you continue to smile in awe, with a wad of cash in his hands.

In no time, you had the basement transformed into your quaint little laboratory, equipped with your things from your former school. All that's missing was the perfect specimen. It was no problem, upon your admission in the schools you were tasked for an internship with the nearby hospital, had access to tools, but most importantly, the morgue. It would only be a week until you can be working again.

The week consisted of cycling in and out of school before you return to your apartment, dropping by Fennel Fields for a cup of coffee and lunch. Adrian acknowledges you and remembers your interactions quite well, he claimed you were nice to talk to. You don't even remember talking to him at the duration of it all, knowing Adrian he might have went out of tangent and ranted away, speaking whatever was in his mind whilst your mind muted him, too preoccupied.

"I think science is cool, you guys study dinosaurs right? I like dinosaurs, they're cool. I remember watching Jurassic Park when I was a kid, I peed my pants whenever I see lizards after that. I like Iguanodons. They're like iguanas, but big... I think. I mean, all dinosaurs are just lizards, but bigger."

Then, the time came. The night of your shift itself was not that memorable to you, but rather, what happened after.

After your grueling first shift, you were successful loading a fresh cadaver in your car. It was no easy task, more than anything it was daunting to make turns around the unfamiliar building with a dead body on a wheelchair posed as a patient wanting to get fresh air... In the middle of the night... At the parking lot. You were not parked in hospital grounds, but rather within the tight spaces of alleyways. Thankfully no one has seen you, the body was comfortable at the backseat of your car, your ID is in your pocket— fuck, your ID wasn't in your pocket. Upon going back, with your ID landyard tied by your belt loop, you return to the parking lot.

It was dark, barely lit and in hindsight, dangerous. But you didn't care back then, you were too preoccupied to getting home that you didn't notice a figure creeping behind you. You were at the process of digging your keys in your pocket on your way to your car, when you heard a gun click. You remembered being annoyed by it, you might have audibly sighed in exasperation. You were thinking they wouldn't use the gun, you may not be in hospital grounds, but the proximity was enough to be heard when the gun would have went off.

Your unfazed self was devising an effecient way to get this man off your back, when the universe gave you another chance to weasel your way off it with the presence of a local vigilante, Vigilante, with his trusty knife. When you turned, he was rambling his mouth off, lecturing you about the safety of a lit parking area but you barely paid mind to any of it and interrupted him.

"I had it under control." You were specially irked when he shot the guy, you could have done something efficient and cause less tissue damage.

"Well that's a weird way of saying thank you." He says with a childish tone. "You barely have any weapon on you, it's not like you can defend yourself against a guy with a gun. Wait—" you watch as he picks up the guy's gun with furrowed brows. He points it upward and pulls the trigger, garnering a flinch from you. "Yep. Loaded, just as I thought. Look, you're not from around here—"

"How would you know that?" The masked figure was taken aback based on his pause.

"Well it's because you don't know me, duh! Everyone knows who I am around here, I'm a hero."

"And what makes you think I won't call the police on you?" You cross your arms under your chest. He stood with a thinking stance, putting a finger over his lil, before pointing the gun at you. You raise a brow at him, gaze flickering at his visor-concealed eyes and at the gun. "Hero? You?" You scoffed.

"Well yeah—"

"I didn't need you help."

"Pfft, rude. Lemee guess, you're from Gotham? People there are scary, not that I'm generalizing— but ehhh, you know, Gotham people, Gothamites, t-they're scary. I mean, they have a man in a bat suit who is an absolute wimp, and a man in face paint, man who asks riddles, a cat, another bat, birds......"

His voice was reduced into a high pitched ringing noise in your ear, painfully pounding and pulsating on your temple. Having enough, you wordlessly walk to your car and started it. You didn't hear any of the man in body armour as you sped your way out the alleyway with the cadaver in your backseat.

Both your encounter with Adrian and Vigilante were a mere inconvenience to you, whilst your boyfriend says it was "cute to see you annoyed that you might plot to kill him 🫀🧜‍♂️." Yes, that is how he said it over text messages.

Days passed, you did not slept a wink and only lived with your serum and cups of coffee. You slaved away in your basement whilst simultaneously attending class and shifts at the hospital, stopping to drop by Fennel Fields to get yourself a cup of coffee. Adrian noticed your deteriorating state, barely responding to his ramblings. I mean, you really don't respond to him at all, but this was different. You were too deep within your destructive state, you forgot your journal in the cafe.

All your life's work was in there, documenting your progress and Adrian caught glimpse of it. He insists his intentions were innocent, as he read it thoroughly to find your address and return your journal... The address was written on the very front of it. After reading through it, he was convinced you were a novelist with a penchant for writing a slow-paces science fiction... It was kind of a boring read, but hey, maybe there's a big payoff once you get to the juicy bits, the rising action.

He Uberred to your address and climb through your window since you weren't answering the door. Your room was barren with no sign of you, when he remembered you're a med student, you must be in your school campus. But before he can leave, he notices the basement door. He already mindlessly climb through your bedroom window in search of you, he didn't see why he couldn't go to your basement as well.

And well, he found you. On the floor. Covered in blood. For a moment he thought you were murdered but when he took you in his arms, you didn't feel cold as death. You were scorching hot to the touch, and upon closer inspection, there are any cuts on your body. In his concern for you, he didn't notice a cadaver by your table, their chest cavity open.

When you opened your eyes again, you were met with the sight of the familiar stranger shuffling around your room, humming a merry little tune. Your first instinct was to take the empty syringe from your bedside table, lifting the plunger and filling the container with air. Upon stirring yourself upwards in a sitting position, you were shocked at how difficult it was and collpased back on your bed.

This got the stranger's attention and beamed at the sight of your figure, awake and alive and yourself again, peering at him with your eyebrows knit together and eyes squinted.

"Ayeee, you're awake!" No shit. "So I found you lying on the floor practically dying. You're welcome.

"You know, you med students are weird. You guys are practically zombies at this point. I mean, you know what I mean, right? I don't know what's in your bloodstream, probably coffee and energy drinks...."

There he was again with his rambling, but you couldn't do anything about it. You wanted to tuck your head under your pillow to muffle the sound of his voice, or tuck his face under the pillow and press downwards until he's no longer talking. As much as you wanted to do something, you couldn't move without feeling like you're falling apart.

".... So I read the novel you're working on, but I gotta say you gotta work on some better pacing, it got boring to read after like... Nine chapters in, nothing even happen once. Like, I know suspense is good, but too much suspension is getting boring when you know there wouldn't be any good pay off—"

"What novel?" You squint at him.

"This." He states with a "as-a-matter-of-factly" tone, holding up your journal. You wanted to lunge at him then and there, penetrate his temple with the syringe and push the plunger downwards to inject air in his system for a quick death of embolism. But he doesn't even deserve a quick death. "You left it in the restaurant, so I went and return it. I needed to read it so I can see where your address is."

Huh... He said you were slow paced. A crushing feeling of disappointment pits at the bottom of your stomach, how could you be so slow? After acquiring a cadaver you thought you would make progress, but you couldn't even get the perfect reagent make your test subject come to life. You were a failure, how could you be so blind? How could you rest like this?

".... I mean like, I like slow paced things, but I take them in small doses. It took me like, I don't know, six years to finish reading the Iliad because of how long it is, I just read it because I like Achilles, cool guy, totally in love with Patroclus and— wait, are you crying?" You didn't notice the reservoir in your eyes bursting until he pointed it out. You poured yourself onto your work with all your heart and soul and still it was not enough. The body might not be fresh anymore. This may have caused Adrian to panic. "Wait-wait-wait, no-no-no-no-no! I— I LIKE YOUR NOVEL! IT'S GREAT WITH ITS SLOW PACING, I ENJOYED IT VERY MUCH! THE NARRATOR IS A LITTLE ON THE VAGUE SIDE, BUT THEY'RE PATHETIC AND MAKES ME SYMPATHIZE WITH THEM WHEN THEY DONT MAKE A PROGRESS!"

He sat by the end of your bed and lifted the collar of your shirt to use as a makeshift handkerchief.

"Hey, don't cry, I'm not good at this comforting thing!"

Recalling it was bizarre to you. You thought nothing of Adrian other than a hindrance, a good for nothing sap. He was too talkative for your liking and he opts to talk your head off even with your unyielding irritation present in your features. At some point, you even resorted to kill him.

After letting him see you cry, you became accustomed to his presence and found yourself listening to him, rather than just hearing him talk. The longer you listen to him, the more braincells you risked losing if you didn't correct him. He would drop by your apartment unannounced and accompany you in your basement. You were particularly shocked when he didn't scream out in fear when he saw a dead body on your table, only grimacing at the scent of decay and complaining about the level of your tolerance of it. Then and there you thought you'd lose a friend when he saw you elbow deep in someone's chest cavity and you would have no choice but to get rid of him, when he just stood there, complaining about the smell. This earned him a relieved sigh from you, before you tossed him one a surgical mask.

He would make small comments about the dead body and how weird it looks, more often than not some comments were invasive but you opt to brush it off and swerve the topic away. He was clueless of your attempts and follow with no problem, the flow of the conversation drifting away from his invasive question of whether you get turned on at the sight of the dead body. This man holds no bounds and you took note of it, perhaps it can be of benefit for you.

That's how you came to like his company as Adrian. Vigilante, however... Well, if there's one thing you hate, it was distraction. And he was doing a great job at it. In hindsight, it's Adrian, but masked and filled with hubris. Your favourite person Adrian has self-esteem issues, and Vigilante is an egotistical bastard who tries too hard to impress you. On and on he rambles about things you couldn't care less about, whilst you nonchalantly hide a body on your back seat. He doesn't seem to know, for all you knew he considers it a crime if you were to steal bodies from the morgue.

God knows what should happen if he found you stashing a dead body in your car, you would despite getting mixed up with the law again. You've already learned your lesson in Switzerland and tried your best not to be under investigation. You were already tolerating your professors and co-eds in university just to keep your image clean and free of suspicion, sucking up to them (*cough* even the plagiarist Doctor Carl Hill.) Just as always, the conversation would end after you wordlessly enter your car and drive off.

The universe has a way of fucking you over and that came the moment you became impatient and injected your reagent on the cadaver whilst you're in the alleyway. You couldn't even wait to get back to your lab. It was a lapse of your judgement thanks to your overly eagerness and sleep deprivation, the dead has been resurrected successfully. Your heart was pounding with joy, finally your test subject opened their eyes, stood and reacted. Gone was the lackluster response of their limbs simply twitching before shutting down again. You were gleefully jotting down notes with excitement, when your creation got a hold of your throat.

Your creation held you up against the wall by your neck, their eyes bulging out of their sockets and they squeeze tighter. Acting upon instinct, the pen in your grasp was fastened as a perfect weapon and you used it to plunge into the reanimated corpse's eye, causing then to let you go. You were busy gasping for air, on your knees on the ground when the cadaver removed the pen from their eye and began to approach you. You were ready to run off, when a loud gunshot rang and a bullet blew a hole in your creation's head, particles of flesh and blood splattering against your face. The reanimated corpse collapse, and there was Vigilante whining about the corpse's lack of decency to cover up.

".... I mean, not to be a prude, but some people nowadays think it's okay to let their dicks out in the air! No one likes to see your dick out, dude! Dress up!"

You weren't particularly shaken up from the shock and the blood, but you sat still, taking it all in. You did it, you were successful. Although it was disappointingly short-lived, you've succeed. They were responsive, possessed mobility and their volition, they acted upon instinct! Maybe if you had the time, perhaps you could have tried to observe if they are capable of more than just a grunting thing. You reached for your journal and with the bloodstained pen, you began to jot down notes.

"Aw come on! Not even a thank you? You know I've saved your ass two times already! You're so mean, you know that?" Vigilante whines exasperatedly, pouting under his mask from your lack of reaction. You were still trained on your journal, furiously scribbling details as if you heard nothing. He scoffs, crossing his arms to his chest. "Weirdo."

"I had it under control."

"Oh yeah? He had you on a chokehold! What? You're into that or some shit?"

"If it weren't for you, I could have found out if he was capable of speech."

"Um??? All people are capable of speech what are you talking about?" He watches you tuck your journal in your pocket and dust your hands on your pants. "You're leaving again aren't you?" He huffs at the sight of you entering your car.

He expected you to drive off immediately, when you suddenly rolled your window downwards and lazily waved at his direction, before driving off. That's was the most interaction you had with him as Vigilante before you became a couple.

#x reader #adrian chase x reader #adrian chase #vigilante x reader #dc peacemaker #peacemaker fanfic #fluff

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a-dragons-journal · 4 years ago

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i dont "kin for fun" but through tiktok i found out about the whole kin for fun vs actual otherkin... situation ig? im having a really hard time taking it seriously... maybe im just burnt out and bitter from dealing with the worlds current events, and maybe its because on tiktok the only people i saw mad about it were white people, but you're the most reasonable person ive seen talking about it (a lot of other posts have this odd tone that 12 year olds on tiktok saying kin is the worlds greatest opression and it weirds me out) so ig my question is just... why exactly does this matter? why does it matter enough to post about and care about and not just ignore? /gen

Hey! I don’t blame you for being a bit weirded out by it, we’re a weird subculture and we’re well aware of it! xD I appreciate you taking the time to actually look into it past your first knee-jerk reaction, especially considering burnout and the state of things.

I’m not totally sure if you’re asking why otherkinity matters or why the “kin for fun” being wrong matters, so I’ll answer both - they’re pretty well tied together anyway.

The short version:

Otherkinity is an identity. It’s who we are, we can’t choose to pick it up or put it down, and it comes with struggles - though no, ‘kin are not systematically oppressed (though we are pretty badly bullied and, at this point, pushed out of our own words and spaces).

What people calling roleplay/relating to/projecting onto characters “kinning for fun” does is steal our words, make them meaningless, and in doing so, make it difficult or impossible for us to find each other. If someone says “I kin [x],” I no longer know whether they mean “I am [x] on an intrinsic level” or “haha I relate to this character a lot”. I no longer know whether they actually share my experiences or if they’re going to turn on me and call me “crazy” as soon as they realize I’m not exaggerating or joking or roleplaying. It’s done massive harm to the community as a whole because it’s become difficult to tell whether someone is actually ‘kin or if they’ve misunderstood the whole thing - and because antikin rhetoric, which I’m seeing more and more in KFF spaces, hurts far more when it’s coming from inside what you thought was a community space than when it’s coming from self-labeled “antikin.”

There are other words for roleplaying and relating to and projecting onto characters. Hell, there are words for strongly identifying with-but-not-as characters/things, though usually KFF people don’t even seem serious enough for those to fit in my experience. I’m really not sure why these people are so determined to steal and misuse our words, words that were specifically created to mean something else, when they already have their own and are just refusing to use them. (Or, hell, if you don’t feel like those fit, make your own. We did. It’s your turn to put in the work. (General you, not you-the-anon, of course.))

An analogy, if that still doesn’t quite land for you:

Consider, for a moment, the transgender community. I am aware this is a dangerous thing to say, but bear with me. Obvious CW for hypothetical transphobia up ahead is obvious.

Consider if you were part of the trans community (I don’t know if you are or not), having finally found a word to explain why you feel the way you do about yourself, why your experiences don’t seem to match up with those of everyone else around you. Having found a community, a home, full of other people like you, people you never would have met if not for words like “transgender” and “gender dysphoria/euphoria” that were created specifically to describe your experiences.

Now consider if people suddenly stumbled across your community for the first time who were not trans themselves. They see community jokes and lighthearted posts out of context, because Tumblr and Twitter aren’t exactly conducive to making sure people find the Transgender 101 information posts first. They don’t bother to do further research, assuming they understand: ah, these people like to crossdress! They like to pretend they’re a different gender! This seems like a fun hobby, I want in!

They begin to post things like this. They post photos of them crossdressing and caption them “hi, I’m [name], and I trans men!” and things of the like. Suddenly the concept of “transing for fun” seems to be everywhere - and it’s not at all what being trans actually is, but these people either don’t know or don’t care. When actual trans people try to politely correct them, they’re accused of “gatekeeping” - and to be clear, this is not “nonbinary people aren’t real,” it’s “transgender means you identify as a gender other than the one you were assigned at birth, and you’re self-identifying as the gender you were assigned at birth 100% and telling us this is just a fun hobby for you, therefore you’re not trans, you’re crossdressing or doing drag or being GNC. That’s fine, but it’s not being trans - you have other words to describe that, use those.”

(Yes, I am aware these things have a history with the trans community - please just ignore that for the sake of the analogy and bear with me on the slightly simplified version of this. “Kinning for fun” does not have that same history with the otherkin community.)

...And then the response to those attempted corrections, in some corners, turns into “wait, you ACTUALLY think you’re another gender? idk that sounds pretty unhealthy, maybe you should see a psychologist or something :\” and “you’re taking this too seriously.”

I imagine, in this hypothetical scenario, you’d also be pretty fuckin peeved.

(Obviously, in this hypothetical scenario, systematic transphobia would be an issue as well, which isn’t the case for otherkin - again, you’re gonna have to bear with me on the simplification for sake of analogy there.)

(EDIT: this is not an anti-MOGAI/exclusionist argument, this is “you’re literally telling me you don’t fit the definition,” explanation on that here)

The long version, which is probably still worth reading if you have the time and energy:

Otherkinity is... pretty core to who I am, who we as a group of individuals are. We live with being otherkin on a daily basis. Many of us spent a long time feeling different and disconnected and not understanding why until we found the otherkin community. Even people like me, who don’t share that experience and still had social connection - I’ve still had to live with weird differences that I had to learn to mask when necessary; instincts that don’t line up with human society well, feeling body parts that weren’t there and that no one else ever seemed to have, things that other kids grew out of because it was just make-believe for them and I... didn’t, because it was never make-believe for me to begin with. Oh, sure, I played make-believe too - I played warrior cats and house and all those things with the other kids, but there were things that weren’t play-pretend for me too. I didn’t have an explanation for it for a long time - it was just how I was, I was weird, and fortunately for me personally I was okay with that (many of those with species dysphoria or more trouble connecting with humans have more problems from that than I did).

And then I found the word “otherkin.” And suddenly everything fell into place, and I had an explanation for the things I’d been experiencing, and there were other people like me. Something I’d assumed didn’t exist. I found others who shared my unique experiences, who were talking about how to cope with the instinct to growl or snap jaws at people instead of expressing annoyance in a human way instead of just saying “that’s weird, don’t do that”, who were talking about dealing with phantom wings and tails, who understood me. I wasn’t weird, I wasn’t broken, I was exactly what one would expect from a dragon living in human skin. I found an explanation for myself. I found a home.

That is why otherkinity matters - it is who we are, it’s not something we can walk away from (certainly not most of us, anyway), and it’s something many of us need the support of the community to help deal with on a daily basis. Being a nonhuman in human society isn’t always easy, but it’s not something we can just magically stop being - it’s core to who we are, we (generally) didn’t choose to be this way, and we (generally) can’t choose to stop. Which is fine - the vast majority of us can cope with it just fine, with a little advice and help and space to be our authentic selves in. We found each other, we built this community from the ground up to make a space and words to make finding each other easier - or possible at all.

Thus we come to the second half of our story.

It was only a couple of years ago that the “kin for fun” trend started getting big. It had existed before that, of course, but it only started going mainstream two, maybe three years ago, from what I can tell. Suddenly people were treating “kin” like it meant relating to, projecting onto, roleplaying as, or just really really liking a character or thing - not being that thing, which is what it actually means. Not long after that, it became hard to tell whether someone saying “I kin this” meant they were that thing, that they were actually part of our community - or that they really really liked that thing and either didn’t know or couldn’t be bothered to learn that that wasn’t the case for us.

Not long after that, it became relatively commonplace to hear phrases like “otherkin are ruining kinning!!” and “you’re taking this too seriously” and “idk, if it’s that serious for you that sounds unhealthy. maybe you should get some help :\” (all directly quoted, or as exactly quoted as I can remember, from things KFF people have said to me or people I know).

It is a special kind of hell, I think, to be told “you’re taking this too seriously, that’s unhealthy” by people who are taking words created to describe your experiences, not theirs, and misusing them to mean something that you do for fun on a weekend instead of something that’s intrinsic to your being.

Perhaps more importantly, like I’ve said, it’s making it almost impossible to know whether someone who says “I kin [x]” is actually ‘kin or if they’re misusing our words to mean something else entirely. The entire point of words is to communicate ideas, and once you start misusing words to mean something totally different than what they actually mean, that communication falls apart and suddenly we might as well not have those words at all. Especially when the community is small enough and obscure enough that we’re starting to be outnumbered by the misinformation. We’re being run out of our own words, words we created to describe our experiences specifically - because we’re a small community that the wider internet can easily drown out by sheer numbers of people who either don’t know any better or don’t care to learn.

That’s the harm it does - the harm it is doing, right now. That’s why it’s important enough to post about. That’s why it matters - because we’re fighting desperately to hang onto our own words so that others like us can actually find us. Because we’re seeing young nonhumans go “this isn’t a kin, I actually am this” and screaming “No, I’m so sorry that this is what the misinformation has done to you, that’s exactly what otherkin means, you have a place here, please don’t let these non-’kin misusing our words drive you away from the very community you’re looking for and that you belong in.” Because we can’t even communicate effectively about our own experiences anymore except in semi-closed spaces like Discord servers and forums (and the number of Discord servers overrun with KFF people is absurd).

......This got very long. Hopefully it at least explained why it matters so much to me and others a bit better ^^; Thanks for hearing me out, and thank you again for looking into this beyond your initial knee-jerk reaction - I really do appreciate it.

(For further reading, if that text wall didn’t blow you out of the water completely, I recommend my “kin for fun” tag, which has more posts like this in both short and long form.)

#probably should've put this under a cut but oh well #otherkin #kin for fun #kinnie #kinning #rani talks #asked and answered #anonymous #rani talks A LOT apparently sbfldkngjlksdf #i have a lot of feelings on this #long post

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simonalkenmayeris-still-dead · 4 years ago

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CC1 - The Myth

OR why am I subjecting myself to this nonsense?

As I have mentioned, a friend of mine began reading The Book, and sent me some choice excerpts. I became intrigued. Not because it’s good, it actually seems pretty creepy, but because I think Si accidentally wrote a paranormal romance.

So before we even start the book, there’s a disclaimer. IDK if it was in the original book. It begins “Dearest Gentle Reader,” which is not a great start if I’m the one reading because I hate that sort of affectation in writing.

Like, if someone writes “dear readers” in a fanfic, it has to be really good for me to continue reading.

This disclaimer is basically saying that although 2012 was such a long time ago, and Simon was an ignorant fool when he wrote this, he can’t be bothered actually editing it properly, so please forgive him ahead of time if he did something wrong.

If you ever find yourself writing something like this, you need an editor.

Just so you know, nothing happens in this chapter. It’s supposed to be an introduction to Simon and how he’s a monster, but you do NOT need a whole chapter for that.

Simon also really needs an editor. There are multiple sentences in this chapter that lack correct sentence structure.

For example, in the first paragraph we have this “Yes, I eat people, though the correct term is anthropophage”. For this sentence to make sense, anthropophage would need to mean “eating people”, as in the act of eating people, it would need to be a verb. So, when I google this, which Simon tells you to do, I get this result

An anthropophage or anthropophagus was a member of a mythical race of cannibals

So anthropophage doesn’t refer to the act of eating people. It’s a noun. It refers to not just cannibals (which Simon maintains he isn’t) but a specific race of cannibals.

That sentence makes no sense. And there are plenty of similar sentence constructions throughout this chapter. I’m not going to point out all of them, except where they affect the narrative, because we’d be here all day.

After Simon begins his “succinct” first paragraph, in which he repeats himself four times, he decides to open with how we must be feeling.

As many of you may know by now, I am not a fan of being told how I must feel, whether that is to my face, in a blog post, or in a book, so he’s losing me.

I also really hate Simon’s “voice”, because it’s really inconsistent. He veers wildly between what I assume the author thinks is some sort of period affectation, and modern English, when he could have chosen one.

This is partly because the person writing doesn’t have a style, and partly because they haven’t had their work edited. And because Simon doesn’t research. The best way to mimic a style of writing from a certain period is to read things from that period. You can’t just shove words like “one” or “quaint” into your writing and expect it to sound authentic.

Anyway, Simon’s long and belaboured point, is that everything we think we know about monsters is wrong. He spends another 3 paragraphs reiterating this and then passes up the opportunity to use the phrase “you may not believe in us, but we believe in you.” This is a good phrase, human minds like repetition. Instead we got “you may not be afraid of us, but we are still here.”

Disappointing.

Then we have some maths and may I just say, if maths is not your strong suit, do not try to put it in your book.

Simon has heard that up to fifty thousand people go missing every year. He doesn’t know that, he’s just heard it, so from the outset, he’s not even using facts.

For some reason, he thinks missing people must either be murdered or assume a new identity. Those are the only two options he has.

In reality, a huge number of missing persons are not exactly missing, they’re people escaping abuse situations, and they get reported missing by their abuser. Those people aren’t assuming a new identity or dead.

Simon also thinks all humans dump corpses in national forests. I don’t know why he thinks this. I expect there’s a lot of cleanup after dumping someone in a park. Would it really be worth your while to drive all that way when there’s probably somewhere closer in a city where you could get the job done? This is what cement boots are for, right? I also don’t think murderers go to all that trouble of dumping a body just to leave it out in the open like that. They’re going to at least dig a grave.

It’s also apparently unfeasible that anyone could adopt a new identity without a single hitch. But you don’t actually have to adopt a new identity seamlessly to “go missing”. The going missing part is just where you drop your old identity. Hitches in adopting a new one are a separate issue.

Or maybe I’m just sensitive to this because I’m trans.

And then, in explaining why he isn’t going to claim his species is completely responsible for all missing people… Simon cites two things that do not cause people to go missing as examples for humanity’s awesome cruelty.

Awesome? Not awful? Okay then.

I understand that he’s trying to make a point, the theme of the book is obviously “humans are more monstrous than a real monster”, but the point loses something if you make it with a stupid example.

Oh and then we come to my favourite part of this chapter.

It is an experiment. A point. An argument for the furthering of knowledge. Mixed with a little boredom, if I am honest. You are a test subject. By reading this, you give consent to tell me what I need to know.

An experiment isn’t supposed to be making a point, Simon. That’s not what experiments do. Also, what is that last sentence? Is he a mind reader now?

I think Simon may be a little fixated on the “by <performing act> you give consent” concept. But if you are telling someone something, you’ve presumably given consent. The act of communicating with someone actually implies more consent than reading a book.

Now I’m gonna skip down to the part where he decides I don’t believe him. I hope this telling me what I think isn’t going to continue all through the book because I’m not sure I can handle it.

Also, Simon really wishes this book had ended up on CW network. I know this because he says how disappointed he would be if that happened. I personally wouldn’t write anything about the possibility of my book being adapted for screen in the book itself. It kind of sounds like you think it’s your due when it’s really not. Or like the only reason you wrote the book was to get rich off it.

There is one notable part of this chapter, and it’s this

If you are hoping to hear my account of slavery, you should know that I was fixated upon the flavors of meat raised in the terroir of Virginian tobacco plantations, and didn’t even notice the skin color of any given human.

We all know how Simon would excuse this, he’d say it’s not his fault he’s a monster blah blah blah. But honestly, this is racist. Even setting skin colour aside, is he trying to tell us he didn’t notice some humans were being treated as chattel? I would think that’s something he would need to keep abreast of, considering he says he targets his food according to whether they’d be missed.

He also says his purpose isn’t to rewrite our past, which gives a great indication of what he thinks the past is (all the big events you learn about in primary school, no society and culture). But that’s exactly what he wants to do.

Skipping down some more, over the part where he says if I find him funny, to consider he may not be kidding – it’s okay Simon, I’m laughing at you, not with you – and the part about diaries being a proper pursuit. Even past the insult about mentally ill people.

BECAUSE THEN WE GET

“harangue me about being a second-rate author; but please be polite.”

Does Simon know what harangue means? It means a tirade. It’s not polite.

Another paragraph about how we shouldn’t care about his feelings because he doesn’t give a shit what anyone thinks. And this next bit.

“You are encouraged to embrace this tale however you see fit, communicate with its author any way you can”

Except, apparently, from creating a tumblr blog, that is very wrong.

And that’s it! Literally nothing happened. Hopefully things get more exciting in Chapter 2.

#the creature's cookbook #ch1

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camarilla-intuition · 4 years ago

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Harrow the Ninth Daemon notes

Spoilers for the whole book! see also my previous Gideon the ninth daemon au post HERE! pictures and character details beneath the cut. Same as before this is a little messy, I’m leaving crossed out words that were past ideas. Also there’s more illustrations in this one.

Lyctor process mashes the daemons together, physically and mentaly, creating a new ‘person’ out of the two, unlike the humans where one maintains conscious control. They like witches from HDM can distance themselves as much as they want. Often take it or they/them pronouns after, no name only a mythical title, since folklore was unlikely to survive the apocalypse John probably titles them? Lyctorhood is like loosing three people you love, the Cav and both of your daemons

Lyctor Harrow is a golden feathered or manned serpent? Tail tufted. Makes her harder to paint? Adding color she doesn’t want, stops talking back to harrow while the whole lobotomy thing continues, 6 ft long maybe?, curls itself around the bone covered sword and sits so still it’s unnerving. Basilisk(myth) or ouroboros as their title. From Their point of view, Harrows attempts to preserve Gideons personality is to late since they themselves are a new being of the combined two Daemons. below is without any paint harrow might try to put on them. No wings at first, I’m thinking it gains wings/ more of Gideon’s vultures features once She’s present. Gideon’s was a bearded vulture Harrow’s was a Horned Sea Snake.

Lyctor Ianthe: 4 wings and Iridescently colorful probably even more dramatically then my sketch below. Peahen size and now undeniably noticeable compared to when she was just a butcherbird, sings a little, only when she’s alone/ once she’s comfortable with harrow. Glowy or metalic? Russian Firebird (Zhar-ptista) or Alicanto? Ianthe’s was a pied Butcherbird, Nabs was a Peahen.

God/John: no daemon present with him, Maybe it behaves as if unsettled, shifting as it wants to, even if pre lyctoral process both John and Alecto had settled Daemons probably. the Sun Beast or Dominicus, It’s locked in the tomb with Alecto, a golden beast with multiple limbs and an iridescent sheen on its black crown/mane, idk we’ll see what Alecto’s like next book. Sun bear? Lion? Sun themed? In the true lyctoral process would the lector loose access to a daemon all together or would it be a shared entity? Learn more about Alecto first.

Cytherea: called the Hydra, multi limbed combo of a cuttlefish(hers) and a mouse lemur(lovedays) that kinda can act like an angler? Which is its head? You can’t tell. Can bio Luminese. Terrible. Can almost shapeshift it’s self how it wants, which is how she got away with disguising herself as Dulcinea AND Protesilaus at the same time. Extending limbs as much as it wants.

Mercymorn: the Cockatrice, rooster plumage, piercing gaze. Hers was a bat, Cristabell’s a rooster.

Augustine: the unicorn, his was a horse, Alfred’s a stag or goat, silvery, lunges like a fencer? Nimble. sketch might make it look a little messier than what I picture it looking like.

Gideon the first: the manticore, bear for him and cheetah or snow leopard for Pyrrha? Long tail, big shoulders, spots, shaggy unkempt fur but less on face from scars, terrible mouth

Comander Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead Kia Hua Ko Te Pai Snap Back to Reality Oops There Goes the Gravity : tarantula hawk wasp. jeez can you imagine. once we know more about it, it’ll be interesting to see how different the Blood Eden is as a society.

ghosts probably don't have daemons.... but maybe in flashes? maybe the ghost can take both forms? since its the same soul in two shapes?

The aus definitely have approximations of daemons, just a little off like everything else, but for different reasons. obviously for the ghosts themselves its cause the soul has recombined and the presenting daemons are part of the fantasy. but for living types, Harrow, maybe Palamedes (via trickery?) have their daemons in with them. specifically for the Basilisk, its the new entities mind just presenting like Harrows old singular snake.

In the river, Harrows being the only even semi aquatic species benefits her ability to move around in it. When Gideon or Pyrrha’s personalities take over, the physical characteristics of their daemon shift a little to make theirs more ‘dominant’. Basilisk gets wings and talks more, Manticore shrinks a little, show more silver spots, it’s faster rather than lumbering. If asked both daemons wouldn’t feel a personality difference at all, cause there’s no two minds in there its just one entity.

I’m not gonna go back n change any of the concepts written down but i did decide that since likely most things are extinct or Very Different from today's species, things we think of as Extinct probably show up very often within this culture. no limits on that. except maybe few or rare dinosaurs? Interesting to think about divergent evolution and how species are determined in the Dark materials series. if only Humans have enough soul to have daemons, when did that occur? and does When effect what animal species can present in humans? do you think Alien species of animal can present as daemons? eh tangents.

#the locked tomb #the locked tomb trilogy #Harrow the Ninth #LTT #harrowhark nonagesimus #ianthe tridentarius #Gideon the first #Augustine the first #Mercymorn the first #Commander Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead Kia Hua Ko Te Pai Snap Back to Reality Oops There Goes the Gravity #Long Post #Daemon AU #i am so sorry

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eatprayworm · 4 years ago

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tsomd/rongzhi animorphs au pt. 2

bless y’all for the kind feedback on my animorphs au!!! ;w; as promised in part one, i have some twitter fics for this ‘verse that i’ll cross-post here. i have three so far, which i call: ding rong & mouth mashing, homesickness is a bonding activity, & and they were shormmates.

so let’s gooooo

ding rong & mouth mashing

local andalite ding rong is able to shift into a human. it's a learning experience, especially bc he now Has A Mouth and wow what do mouths do. he has learned he can eat and drink with mouths, and he likes both very much!

then one day he and wang zhi are like,,,,, idk working on some case together, and they somehow end up in a situation where they need to divert attention away from something. maybe they're hiding and need to conceal their identities. maybe they're trying to make a distraction so ppl can't see some crime being committed near them. idk!

but cue wang zhi being like we need some way to make this distraction, and ding rong nods and before wang zhi can say anything, ding rong just smashes his mouth on wang zhi's. wang zhi is ??!?!?!?!? WhAT

ding rong is Confused when wang zhi pulls back after a moment of Mouth Mashing bc "i understand that kissing is a good way to make a distraction." (he read this in one of tang fan's novels, bless him.) wang zhi is like "okay but that wasn't a kiss??? you were eating my face and people might have thought you were hurting me or devouring my soul."

ding rong is aghast. "i'd never eat prince wang zhi's soul :(" and wang zhi is like look. whatever. not the point.

but ding rong blinks his big eyes with renewed interest. "can you teach me to kiss properly?"

wang zhi almost drops a file. "what?" ding rong is crowding into his space and wang zhi is suddenly flush like um wow is it hot in here?

“yes, in case we need to do this again,” ding rong says.

and wang zhi is just Looking at ding rong, who is eagerly Looking back .wang zhi, who has never kissed anyone before in his life unless you count this mouth mashing.....teaching someone to kiss? ding rong really thinks he can do that? trusts him with it.

-wang zhi should say no. he should! it's stupid. but he's feeling warm and ding rong is awfully close, and he did notice that dr's human form is.....pleasant to look at, and so wang zhi nods.

"okay. later. for science."

and ding rong is very UWU (but also his own face feels warm and hmmm what kind of silly human reaction is this?)

later they meet up w/ tang fan & sui zhou who ask how the Mission went. ding rong smiles (mouths are good for smiling! he likes smiling. likes when wang zhi smiles in particular) and says "only minor setbacks. prince wang zhi is going to teach me to kiss so next time is better."

-wang zhi is smacking ding rong like shut UP. tang fan is trying to keep his screaming internal (he's....mostly successful) and then he's extending a hand to sui zhou. "pay up!!!!!" and wang zhi has the horror of realizing they took bets on what???? wang zhi and ding rong kissing?

-wang zhi declares he hates everyone in this room, and that they need to get back to work ffs. it kinda helps when ding rong morphs back into andalite form. kind of. bc now wz is even looking at ding rong's andalite form in a new light, and yeah he's gonna get drunk later to cope.

homesickness is a bonding activity

wang zhi can't sleep, and so he goes to visit ding rong in the western depot stable that is now ding rong’s lil home. ding rong is resting, long legs folded beneath him, but still awake. his eyestalks perk a lil when seeing wang zhi. sometimes, wangzhi hurries to the stable at night, telling ding rong to morph into a human immediately because there's an urgent issue he needs ding rong to look into. ding rong never complains.

ding rong is starting to stand when wang zhi lifts a hand to stop him. "no need to stand. there's no mission."

ding rong gets settled back to the ground. “prince wang zhi is up late,” ding rong remarks through telepathy. wang zhi shrugs. he doesn't really want to talk about it. so he doesn't. he just sits down on a crate beside ding rong, who regards him curiously.

for a while, they sit together in a silence that wang zhi finds isn't at all uncomfortable. strange, wang zhi thinks, how the presence of a large, only partially humanoid alien is more companionable than his own species.

when he can breathe easier, he walks to the front of the stable, looking up at the night sky. "can you see your home?"

there a rustle, then the steady presses of hooves on the dirt. wang zhi doesn't look away from the sky as ding rong sidles up to him, his four eyes following wang zhi's gaze. “no.”

there’s just a hint of regret.

“but,” ding rong continues. wang zhi startles as a seven-fingered hand comes to rest on his. when he whips his head toward ding rong for an explanation, he finds ding rong is still watching the sky. the large hand curls around his, and both lift to the sky. once wang zhi's hand is lifted as high as it comfortable can, ding rong extends his index finger. wang zhi's index finger slides up ding rong's, joining it.

“my home is this direction,” ding rong says, voice a soft murmur across wang zhi’s mind. wang zhi swallows, tries to focus.

"i see," is all wang zhi can say. he withdraws his hand first, slower than necessary as he stares at the cluster of stars ding rong pointed to. he tries to envision it, a planet full of ding rongs, large and small. their children, their society.

ding rong's family.

wang zhi knows he misses them.

“prince wang zhi's home -” ding rong says, though he cuts himself off. he knows wang zhi's history. not the details. but ding rong knows that, like himself, wang zhi too was torn away from everyone and everything he knew.

(he also knows that wang zhi can never return. ding rong, theoretically, can. maybe he will one day. wang zhi doesn't like thinking about it. at least ding rong may have a family to return to.)

wang zhi isn't aware he's gone silent until ding rong's apologies start pressing against wang zhi's mind. he blinks, looks up at ding rong, the way his eyes say more than any word could. wang zhi finds himself smiling, just a little.

he takes ding rong's hand, his smaller, shorter, fewer fingers wrapped around ding rong's. and now it's wang zhi's turn to lift their joined hands, out in the direction of guangxi. "my home is there."

ding rong stares in the direction, the eyestalks squinting, like he can see it if he tries hard enough. it's endearing, wang zhi thinks. their fingers slip away, hands returning to their sides. wang zhi glances to see ding rong still looking toward guangxi. after a moment, he looks to the sky, where he had pointed out his home. then to guangxi. then back again.

wang zhi finds himself smiling. "i feel like making noodles. would you like to have some with me?"

ding rong meets his eyes, blinks curiously. “noodles? now?”

“yes.”

ding rong doesn't respond with words. instead, his body starts shifting, morphing before his eyes. it's a grotesque process, watching an andalite morph into a human, but it doesn't bother wang zhi as much as it used to. a minute later, wang zhi is looking into two brown eyes as opposed to four green. ding rong wets his lips, and then there's a slight tug of a smile on his handsome face.

"i would like that."

and so they venture to the depot kitchen together, side by side.

and they were shormmates

ding rong explaining the concept of a 'shorm' to his human friends. someone you trust enough that they could put their tail blade to your throat and you'd feel no fear. a close, intimate companion. everyone is like bruh.

at some point in time, late at night in the western depot stable, wang zhi asks if you have to be an andalite in order to be a shorm. ding rong says he used to think so, but now he thinks it's more about the Concept of that bond. wang zhi is like so like, for instance, someone could use a knife.

ding rong says he supposes so, yes. andalites have a sacred relationship with their tail blades, so there's more of a spiritual and emotional impact with using the tail blade than a knife. but he thinks it's roughly the same principle. (in human form, ding rong favors knives.)

and then wang is staring at ding rong’s long, sharp tail blade, like a scorpion, and ding rong is staring at wang zhi’s staring. and something is brewing, something has been for a long time, and now it's threatening to bubble over.

and then ding rong’s whip-like tail is moving forward.

“look at me.”

wang zhi does: meets ding rong's main eyes, liquid green, as the second pair of eyes are down at him. wang zhi’s heart is pounding, the tail moving ever closer, but wang zhi doesn't falter. ding rong never looks away.

then there's a tickle against wang zhi’s throat, soft as a whisper. he doesn't look down, doesn't need to see to know that the blade is hooked around his throat; a slight shift forward, and wang zhi's life will end in a waterfall of blood. it's not so scary. not so scary at all.

and it's like in a dream; they hang in suspended air, time fallen still. all wang zhi can see is the deep eyes before him, the weapon at his throat an afterthought. he doesn't know if ding rong finds what he's looking for, but he hopes he can see him, here in a drafty stable.

because wang zhi can see ding rong.

the blade retreats slowly, slowly. he doesn't clutch at his neck, doesn't gasp in relief. all he does is watch ding rong's tail settle on the ground, and he finds himself thinking 'come back.'

“prince wang zhi -”

wang zhi stands at once, expression darkening. “goodnight ding rong.”

ding rong's response is a beat too late, but it comes, soft as the steady flow of water, “goodnight, prince wang zhi."

they don't speak of this night. wang zhi makes an idle note to bring a knife with him when he visits next.

#tsomd #rongzhi #my fic #animorphs au #i have a vague idea for pt 2 of and they were shormmates buuuut we'll see what i end up writing #i have a bunch of other ideas too

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fcarher · 5 years ago

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THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

My muse is: canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO.

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK.

Is your character considered strong in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK.

Are they underrated? YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main story? YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO.

How’s their reputation? GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

How strictly do you follow canon? — with yuna being a fandomless original character; it is rather hard to strictly follow canon; first of all, one has to define what canon means & that would be, in yuna’s case, the story that i have previously written before writing on Tumblr with her as my muse. i do try to stick to it, however, i always leave enough room for her to develop, otherwise, it would be just plain boring, wouldn’t it ? with that said; she already has developed a few characteristics that might be deemed out of character within the canon material

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals. — she is a character with several layers; meaning, you will always get to know a different side of her, the more you interact. yuna is an outcast, though, you might not notice it at first. she’s really strong & her species is still rather unknown; many abilities might have not been uncovered yet. her mission is to destroy humanity, though, will she do it ? she works as a hitman within a secret organization that is more than meets the eye. she is ACTUALLY not a true descendant of lilith. she is old & has seen & experiences MANY things.

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?). — She is way too stubborn & it takes AGES to form a real relationship with her; so petty & weak-willed when it comes to her own desires; way too set on her own belief; the whole humanity-is-bad stick gets old quick; her being paranoid about every SINGLE thing; her whole concept is less about her own power but more about the control of said power & how she deals with her being pressured into the position she is

What inspired you to rp your muse? — i love mythology & the lore within Christianity (mainly the characters, stories; def more a fan of the “evil” stuff ) i love horror; i love paranormal stuff & if you combine everything, you have yunaeisha & her sisters. the lore ( which is massive & yuna’s story plays within present-day while most of it plays in the past) is something i hold dear to my heart; i worked on it for many years, since approx. 2014-2015. yuna embodies a lot of the pain of my previous characters; not knowing her place in the universe while KNOWING that you have to function within this society that deems you’re not a part of them, either. she’s honest & a bad bitch with a very soft side; i love her a lot & she’s grown so much. my love for her inspired me & how much more i wanted to flesh her out.

What keeps your inspiration going? — I constantly find new stuff that i could implement within yuna; i dream A LOT about my characters, actually, & i always try to put some material of those dreams into her. i love russia as a land; the language, the clothes, the cities. i love mythology; i love her aesthetic & i always find something that could be of use. simply going outside & watching people interact makes me think instantly; how would yuna react ? how would she talk ? i try to keep her as real possible & thus, i constantly think about her.

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice? YES / NO.

Do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO.

Do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO.

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO.

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO.

Are you confident in your writing? YES / NO.

Are you a sensitive person? YES / NO.

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal? — I am quite the sensitive person when it comes to HARSH criticism; when someone just comes to me to talk about how badly i portray yuna, then i’m gonna be sad about it. however, i do accept people that give me constructive ideas like; maybe it could be better if you did ... instead of .... ? i have NOTHING against it. i never received it, though, so i’m not 100 percent sure about it. though, i’d love to think that i’d be even more motivated to better her.

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character? — I rarely get question but i’d love if some more flew in; LET THEM BE IC QUESTIONS EVEN !! i had some muses be invested in yuna, but the more the merrier so OF COURSE !!!

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why? — yes, please !! if you think a headcanon might clash with another or you think, it might be really out of character or just generally unfitting for yuna; TELL ME !! i sometimes forget some minor headcanons, though, they can play a MAJOR role sometimes; if you become aware of that, please tell me. also, if you just generally don’t agree with it, PLEASE also tell me; i’m a really open-minded person & i’d love to hear your point of view.

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it? — if someone disagrees; alright, then so be it. all people think differently; you can’t please everyone. yuna is my characters, however, her concept, of being half-demon, half-goddess, the child of lilith, has been done before & thus, i know some might not agree how i portray yuna within that concept & that’s okay; though, if you outright HATE on it; why ? if you think you can do it better; make your own lore & character but don’t hate on anyone. with that said, i personally don't have anything gainst people disagreeing; that’s just how life works; we can’t agree on everything.

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it? — i’d be taken aback at first because of course, as the creator of yuna, i love her dearly. though, i could understand why; she does MANY things that are considered problematic & has no remorse, whatsoever; she seems very self-centered & almost toxic to some & i GET that’s not everyone’s cup of tea; however, she’s not ONLY that but it takes times to get through that layer; i understand not everyone likes such muses. it’s okay, i don’t mind it but don’t HATE on her, aggressively ?? telling me how shitty she is or how much she sucks, is not really nice, & i know she often sucks, you don’t have to tell me twice.

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors? — YES PLEASE !! i’m human, english is actually my third-language & i still make a lot of errors; probably did some in this post as well lmao. but seriously, if you see it & you feel like correcting it; PLEASE DO !! or just shoot me a quick message, saying that you have noticed that i OFTEN make a specific error. it helps a lot !! thank you.

Do you think you are easy going as a mun? — no, definitely not! i hyperfixate a lot, meaning that i have this uncontrollable urge to just do one thing; or speak to one person or play a certain game; it messes up my social life a lot because i sometimes go months without talking to my best friends, though, they don’t mind because they’re used to me “ignoring” them. i also dislike convos that lead to nothing, even within real life; i like topic-related conversations & not just the plain “hey” & “how are you”’s. though, let me state one thing; if we have talked before & i was very open with you; I LOVE YOU! i’m not “ignoring” you on purpose or because i stopped liking you or something; it’s just me being dumb. so, if you want to talk, plot, have an idea, want to ship, ANYTHING !! shoot me a message, please, I BEG YOU !!! i hardly reach out first & that makes me seem unapproachable; i’m aware of that & i’m so sorry, i’m working on it! but other than that; i’m a person that you can talk to about everything ! politics; anime; mythology; pop-culture; roleplaying; i love it all !! i may not know the topic at first but i love learning & i’m willing to listen at all times !! also i love listening to people gush about their characters or just plotting stuff; ITS GREAT !! so, this is an invitation for you to come plot with me 8^)

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

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botslayer · 5 years ago

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The questions raised in MK11′s story mode:

So here's everything as it came up in order, in my mind just as I was thinking of things, SUPER heavy spoilers ahead, I just want the fan consensus, please help a confused fan get his bearings, why does everyone praise this story mode when I'm just seeing more holes than a cheese grater? 1. If Gods are immune to Kronika's time tampering, How does she stop Shinnok's blood, which was still pouring from his neck, from flowing on that table? I know this one may be a bit nitpicky but that's just a little one that sticks out and is very visually present. 2. Where do the Kollector's people come from? Probably Outworld but pulling yet another species from thin air for that realm is kinda cheap, okay? 3. Why does everyone from the past look so different from how they did in MK9? It's like jarringly different, especially when Kung Lao JUST supposedly beat down the deadly alliance, something that is only established to happen in the reboot timeline. So what happened there? (Other cosmetic changes would take too long to point out individually, so I won't.) 4. Follow up, there must be a pretty big time gap for Johnny, Sonya, and Jax, because Jax has his mech arms but in the MK2 ark of MK9, he had to be rushed out of Outworld because Ermac blew his real arms off. 5. Follow up 2, why does Jax seem to have deaged? In MK9 he looked to be about thirty+ Whereas here he looks like a really big Twenty-something, his arms are even different. So what happened there? 6. Why does Dark Raiden vanish? The game throws out the explanation that "Immortals" operate on a different timescale, more or less, but if he's unaffected by other time distortions, how was he pulled forward in the first place? 7. Why aren't more people from either side, including Smoke, Quan Chi, Shang Tsung, Reptile, Ermac, Goro, Mileena, and Kintaro, ALL OF WHOM (Save for Smoke) are Loyal to Shao Kahn, not also summoned into the arena? And "She can only summon people who are still alive" isn't a workable answer because of Baraka, Skarlet and Shao Kahn himself. She later says that she's finding people not happy with the course of history, but I doubt two of the most ambitious characters in the series (The Deadly alliance) would be all that happy about being dead. Nor, I'd wager, would Kintaro or Goro, form the prideful warrior race of dragon people? 8. Why is future Erron Black completely mute? Yeah. In every scene he's in (a few different ones in the coliseum) he never says anything but past Erron has loads of dialogue. 9. How does Raiden know about there being other Temporal nonsense going on elsewhere in not just the realm he's in, but Earthrealm? I know he's Earthrealm's protector but how in the high heaven does he know? 10.As a Little one: How is it that past Johnny is sitting on the other side of the room looking at his nails and then is immediately walking by Sonya and Jax with future Johnny? She was looking in kind of the same direction but how quickly did this guy get up to pull that off? 11.Raiden says he's been getting the premonitions for "MONTHS" But MK9 established pretty roundly that he only got them night one of the 10th tournament. Now, by the time of the MK2 ark in MK9, no more than a week or two could have passed, at least as presented, so how does that make any sense? (I will elaborate if asked but this is already long enough) 12. Why does past Jade have an English accent and why does Revenant Jade not? (Other voice inconsistencies from within this trilogy would take to long to point out, so again, this is just persistent for all of them.) 13. The Cyber Lin Kuei (Who I will call "Tekunin" from here on out because I just like that better) are still a thing, Kronika pulled Sektor into the present too, I can buy that. But why not also try and recruit another realm like Seido? Imagine having Hotaru and the help of his forces. It'd make for some cool scenes, especially at the end when all the Oni are fighting Raiden's army, it'd make things a lot more chaotic, which would look cooler. Why not Chaos realmers? Zaterrans? Vampires? Centaurs? Kytinn? She brought the Tarkatans back completely so how hard would any of these other virtually extinct armies be harder to bring back and sway to her side in comparison? What about the Red Dragon? 14. Raiden apparently knows some of the history of this altered timeline which just makes me wonder how much he could realistically be briefed on, especially when he reacts with shock when he finds out that Sub-zero is friends with Hanzo Hasashi. And yes, the Cyber Initiative was a thing in MK9 but Sektor wasn't the grandmaster when that was going on or when Raiden and co were pulled from time. So what does he know and not know? And why did no one think "That crazy fire ninja is on our side" Was worthwhile info? 15. Why isn't Noob just the past one? He straight up says that he survived the soulnado, not that he's a different version. He never showed up live in the comics so it makes zero sense for him to have full stop survived. 16. How does ripping out two bundles of wire "Reformat" anything? 17. Future Kano references the idea of the Black Dragon being on top of "Not just the black market, Every market." What does that even mean? Is there gonna be a black dragon funded super corporation? That'd be cool, TBH. Shame that's never elaborated on. 18. When Kronika freezes time, is it only local? Or does it hit an entire Realm? Because in the scene where she's talking with Future Jax, and come to think of it, the one with Shinnok's head, What the hell is her bubble of influence? 19. Jade mentions Sheeva "Respecting Kitana's opinion more than anyone else's." Where, At all, in either timeline was that ever represented? Because up to now, if memory serves, their only real interactions were Sheeva telling Kitana to suck it up and die with honor in MK9. 20. What up with Jade's Retcon into being Kotal's girl? It's just kinda weird. 21. When and how did Revenant jade learn to control giant bugs? 22. What is Cetrion even the god of? Raiden, and later Kitana, mention she's a god of Virtue but why then is she able to control the Earth? "Elder god" Maybe but Raiden in the OG timeline got that title at the end of MK 4, then stepped down and he was no more powerful for it but that seems to be what happened with Cetrion, IDK. 23. How far back did Kronika have to pull Past Kano and Kabal from? Because Kabal is still apparently working for the black dragon, whatever age she got him from, but he still has his post-burn super speed. 24. What was the point of blowing Sektor up other than to just lose a major power player for your own side? 25. (Ultimate nitpick on this one) Why is Skarlet and one line from Baraka speaking Tarkatan the only ones that get subtitles? Why not just either A. Say it in English, which they seem to understand enough of, or B. Just not add these translations if they aren't translating the rest of the Tarkatan speech we see? What is the point? "So we understand it." I think you're underestimating people's ability to get the concept of "They said a thing, they did a thing, that must be what was said." 26. In the fight with the Tarkatans, How did Liu Kang and Kung Lao have the time to change back into monk clothes? Where was Kung Lao keeping his hat? 27. What the hell was Shao's last name? at a time "Kahn" was probably just the answer until it became retconned to mean "Emperor of Outworld." But what was his full name? I'm honestly curious, less of a nitpick, more of a "Hm." 28. Why does Future Kano feel a hit to the gut? I understand Johnny's Scar in one way or another, but a hit to the gut, painful as it is, especially when he's showing no sign of feeling any of Past Kano's minor injuries, shouldn't feel like anything after 25ish years. 29. Why does Future Kano have a delayed reaction to "Death by Missing hunk of brain?" The wound instantly manifests but he stands and seems to try to talk for a few seconds before collapsing into sand. Wouldn't it make more sense for him to rot into nothing really fast? Then again, Time travel is always a nightmare in any media that attempts to talk about it. 30. How does Revenant Kabal mistake Past Jax for Future Jax? 31. When Scorpion saves Hanzo, why didn't he just split D'vorah's skull with one strike? Two in a pinch? If he's putting enough force behind it to cut her stabby limbs off, or just generally be a useful assassin, why not just go for the neck even? (This one was answered on a reddit post I made, so whatever) 32. Why doesn't Scorpion just surrender when he goes to the Fire Gardens? Wouldn't it be best to just sit down inoffensively and wait for people to show up? Even if Sub-Zero wants to fight, he could just put his hands up and start disarming himself, Not beat the Holy Snot out of Sub-Zero. 33. If Kronika can just appear out of thin air, freeze all the humans in a given location, and pluck one from the ground, why not just use one of her minions like Geras or Cetrion to help kill them all while they're frozen? 34. Kronika mentions "Playing out all possible Scenarios." How many resets have you done, lady? Millions, I'd wager. How has your utter defeat not come up at least one other time? 35. Where are revenant Nightwolf, Sindel, Smoke, and Stryker during all of this? I find it deathly strange that Kronika couldn't find a use for FOUR undead super warriors. At least three and a bloke with military and police backgrounds that make things like strategy a bit easier, probably. 36.Kronika just MAKES a massive battleship or two, so what was the point of Cetrion building the bridge or asking Kharon to help in the first place? Just make a boat. Barring that, D'vorah mentioned that all she had to do was render Kharon unable to help Raiden's forces during Kharon's introduction. Why not just kidnap him, load him onto a boat, tie him to an anchor, and then just drop him in the blood sea? Rather than this "Slowly torture" BS. 37. How does Future Jax yeet himself onto the upper deck of one of the ferries? 38. Frost says that Raiden "Ignored her, her entire life." Since when is she the Tsundere of the MK universe? Or more seriously: Is this a line that only makes sense when you read the comics? 39. Why would the Tekunin be rigged to Frost's brainwaves? One good conk upside the noggin, or stab, shot, what have you, and what? Do they all drop dead? 40. Why does Past Kang live through having his own soul stolen, something that is always instantly fatal throughout the series? 41. How does Revenant Liu Kang yeet himself off a small boat and onto one of the ferries full stop?

And that's everything, any answers are appreciated. Am I being nitpicky with a few of these? Probably, Do I care? Not so much. I’m just getting sick of people praising this story when THIS MANY holes are present.

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littlemisssquiggles · 6 years ago

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Ok but what if Oscar runs away from the group and goes into the tunnel thing to calm down and be alone, but Ruby is worried cuz the little farmer baby boy is gone so she goes to look for him and they end up getting attacked? Or Oscar runs away and Ruby follows him and they have a heart-to-heart about all the struggles (just like they did before) idk I think it'd be cute

Or evenbetter…what if…Oscarends up having a major panic attack fromas a result of his meltdown from the pressure of everything in past fewepisodes forcing Ruby to do something she’s never done before---pull a Stydia from Teen Wolf whereshe kisses Oscar to help him start breathing again. And her excuse for doing itis because she got the idea from some RWBY comic book equivalent of the Teen Wolf series that she was reading.

Okay now the aboveconcept will never ever happen in a million years but allow me to entertain theidea of Ruby giving her first kiss to Oscar in order to save him from a panicattack. I mean Stiles and Lydia weren’t a couple either when they shared theirfirst kiss due to Stiles having a panic attack and Lydia’s brainiac solutionwas to kiss him to get him to hold his breath.

Evenif Oscar were to have a panic attack, I more expect Ruby to hug him very tightly whispering all the kind words that thefarm boy needed to hear from someone who cared about him until heultimately calmed down. That’s more likely than a kiss. So long as it’s not Rubyslapping Oscar in the face, I’m good. The boy doesn’t need any more attacks onhis delicate fragile cutie patootie face since Qrow already did a number onhim.

Iwonder if Ruby might ask Oscar about his face or offer him a wet towel for hisjaw if it still hurts next episode. That could be cute and a pretty Ruby beingsweet thing for her to do.

Ican also picture Ruby rooming with Oscar for the night in case he wasfeeling lonely and needed someone to keep him company. Like…what if…thegang settle in to sleep for the night---Qrow volunteers to stand watch downstairswhile everyone else rested. Let’s say thehouse has two mainbedrooms---one room with three beds and another with just the one.

Let’s say…the original plan wasfor RWBY to have the room with three beds. While Blake and Weiss had their ownbeds, Ruby and Yang being sisters would’ve shared the third bed.

Asfor the room with the one bed, Oscar was supposed to bunk with Maria. Oscarwould have easily offered the whole bed to Maria (because he’s a sweetheartlike that) and slept alone in the living room downstairs. However he ended up ondebunking that idea after learning that Qrow would bestaying in the living room and…because of how awkward things with the Branwenman due to the Ozpin scenario, Oscar felt extremely uncomfortable around Qrow.

Soin the end, Oscar had no choice but to bunk with Maria as planned. But whenOscar came to settle in for the night, he’s surprised to discover Ruby sittingon his bed because SURPRISE! She was his roomie for the night in place ofMaria. Let’s say…Ruby,acknowledging Oscar’s withdrawn nature and loneliness decided that the twoshould have their very own sleep over and begged Maria to switch places withher. So Maria ends up begrudgingly sharing a bed with Yang and the two haveanother episode of banter, much to the sunny dragon’s chagrin.

Ilike the idea of Ruby choosing to spend the night with Oscar as her way ofchumming up to him and helping him through his pain over what happened with Oz.But I figured that, just like in V5 C5, then Oscar will see right through Ruby’s charadeand end up exploding again. But in a manner that brings him to full actualtears this time. Ruby then tries to comfort him, asking Oscar what he wantedher to do to make him feel better. That’s when Oscar would reveal the true problem.He doesn’t know what he wants. Without Ozpin there to guide him, he doesn’tknow what to do anymore. He’s all alone and doesn’t know how he’s going tohandle anything anymore. This can lead into the two sharing a hug together forthe first time as Ruby pulls Oscar into an embrace. That’sone idea.

I do like your ideaof Oscar getting overwhelmed by everything and running into the tunnel, anon-chan.I like the idea of Ruby either finding him and two share a bonding moment beforeit is interrupted by the arrival of a new Grimm species. What if…Qrow’s negativity gets himstraight up possessed by this new Grimm and he becomes the conduit throughwhich the beast takes full advantage of the Branwen man’s frustration towardsOzpin to attack the whole team. It’d be interesting if Grimmifed Qrow takespoor Oscar hostage, forcing Ruby to be the one to save them both.

Somehow,I feel like the next few episodes of V6---C5 to possibly C7 will involve the Brunswick Farmsleading into Ruby revealing herself as a Silver Eyed Warrior inthe presence of Maria who will then reveal herself to be one as well and offerto train Ruby. That’s my hunch.

~LittleMissSquiggles (2018)

#squiggles answers: rwby #oscar pine #ruby rose #oscar and ruby #rwby theories #rwby rosegarden #Anonymous

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christinamirabilis · 6 years ago

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1: did you ever think you were straight? I kind of just assumed I was, because that was the default, but I never felt attracted to men, I had to force myself to have crushes on boys and to participate in talk about guys. Mostly, I just thought there was something seriously wrong with me, but it never occurred to me that it might simply be that I was gay.

2: what’s your favorite element of gay culture? I actually don’t... actually, I do know! I recently learned that a huge proportion of our community volunteer (and this percentage is even higher for trans people), and while it’s sad that we’ve always needed to do this because nobody else cares about us, I find it beautiful that we love each other enough to do that, strangers or not. It’s beautiful to me that we have always been at the forefront of social change, fighting alongside civil rights activists, feminist activists, workers’ rights activists... it’s an honour to belong to a culture that has always had hope for humanity and the courage to fight for a better world.

3: are you femme, butch, or neither? I identify with femme, but I wouldn’t say I’m especially femme. I’m pretty relaxed about it.

4: do you prefer to date femmes or butches? I tend to be more attracted to femme girls than butch girls, but my girlfriend doesn’t really identify with either, she’s not very feminine, but neither is she terribly masculine.

5: what’s the worst part about being a lesbian? I used to say that it was the fact that there were no men around the house to open jars for me, but my super strong amazing girlfriend can open jars! So it’s definitely periods, ugh.

6: what’s the best part of being a lesbian? Everything!! But largely the fact that we (my girlfriend and I) can wear each other’s clothes, we always have pads or tampons if the other needs to borrow some, we always have conditioner or lip balm or hair ties or moisturiser or everything, if the other needs to borrow it. We understand the struggle of being a woman in this patriarchal world. She’s soft and warm and we fit into each other’s arms perfectly and she always smells nice.

7: how long were you questioning for? I mean, I spent my entire adolescence questioning what was “wrong” with me. It might have occurred to me in brief flashes that I might be gay, but I always suppressed that before the thought even had time to register with me, so it mostly floated in my subconscious. I didn’t start wondering if I might be gay until Nic came to my residential treatment place in 2009, and she was the first person I had met who was happy being a lesbian. It still took me a few years of wondering if I was gay or bisexual, or if I was broken regardless of gender, and incapable of romantic love. I decided just before I started university in 2013 to take the plunge and come out, and not long after that I had my first non-cis-man kiss, and it was pretty incredible - and I finally felt right.

8: what’s the most annoying thing straight people do? Where do I start???

I could keep going for hours.

9: what do you look for in a girl? Someone who is kind, who is a nerd and loves learning for the sake of learning, who knows how to communicate, who values honesty, who has compassion for the suffering of others, who has a great sense of humour. Lucky, I got all that and more in my girlfriend!

10: If you had to marry someone you know right now, who would you choose? Megs

11: do you have a crush right now? Yeah, on Megs.

12: do you fall in love easily? Hmm, I mean. As much as I hate to admit it, I’m kind of a romantic sop. But no, I don’t give my heart out easily, but when I fall, I fall hard!

13: is there anyone in your life right now you think you’ll date in the future? Only Megs!

14: is there anyone you want to be kissing right now? Megs, but she’s busy studying (as I should be!!)

15: do you think you’ve met your future wife yet? Yeah, Megs!

16: top, bottom, or vers? Vers.

17: is there anyone you wish you could fuck right now? Megs.

18: rough or gentle? Bit of both.

19: how many stereotypes do you fit into? Cat lady, u-hauler, combat boots, finishing each other’s sentences, lesbian haircut, vegetarian, i don’t even know, i know there are so many more.

20: what version of the lesbian flag do you like most? (butch, lipstick, original, etc.) I don’t know what the others look like, but I’m a fan of the original lesbian flag - although I do love the ol rainbow flag too!

21: do you have a good gaydar? I’d say it’s above average.

22: be honest, would you rather be straight? HELL NO

23: are you cis? Yes

24: are you a sugar mommy or a sugar baby at heart? Hm, I’m really neither - I love a good balance of spoiling and being spoiled, anything else makes me uncomfortable. And it’s so nice to do nice things for my love.

25: are you committed to someone at all right now emotionally? Yeah, Megs.

26: are you looking for a serious relationship currently? I have one!

27: is there someone you’d like to be in a serious relationship with? I am already :)

28: do you want children? I don’t know, I have very complicated feelings about it, and it’s not something I’m ready to think about yet.

29: is your family accepting of your sexuality? Yeah, I used to think that my religious aunt wasn’t accepting, but she recently met Megs and took a real shine to her, hugged her straight away and spent the entire lunch talking to her (although I think she was grateful to have a new audience for the same boring shit she always talks about lmao), so that was a pleasant surprise. My immediate family are awesome, my extended family can still be quite Heterosexual in their world view but they all accept and love me for who I am.

30: how confident are you in your sexuality? Very.

31: are you polyamorous or monogamous? Extremely monogamous.

32: what’s advice do you have for your 12 year old self? You are perfect the way you are, and you will not always feel the way you do - one day, life will be good, and you will be happy.

33: have you ever been to a gay bar? yeah, a lot.

34: leather jackets or flannel? i want to say leather jackets, but i don’t have a leather jacket - but I don’t really have flannel either. i do have an aggressively gay plaid swanndri, and an aggressively gay denim jacket, so that’ll do.

35: describe your dream girlfriend. Megs!

36: do you have any lesbian friends? yah, heaps, and a lot of bi woman friends too.

37: what elements of gay culture do you actively participate in? uhhhh idk, just being really gay? a bit of activism when i have the time (although i rarely do but one day that will change), i’m about to start volunteering with lgbt youth, obviously pride, idk.

38: do you find straight people irritating? i mean, yeah, as a concept they’re The Worst, but individually they’re ok, some of my best friends are straight people.

39: would you rather adopt a kid or have a biological kid? adopt, i’m never ever ever getting pregnant. plus i don’t really want to contribute to overpopulation, or bring a child into this world when i am so uncertain of our future as a species. i’d rather give a loving home to an already-living child who doesn’t have one.

40: do you love yourself? loving myself is a process, and some days it is harder than others, but i’m getting better and better at doing it.

#long post #pregnancy #pregnant #lesbian #lgbt #lottieface #question thingy

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garbageivereleasedintothevoid · 4 years ago

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When minecraft was first released, it was the summer between my junior and senior year of high school. I had dial up internet and one of those dinosaur computers. The ones that were initially white but turned an ugly shade of yellowish gray. I used it for writing my feelings. I used it for forums. And I used it for occasional emails. I did not have minecraft. So seeing posts about minecraft being a huge part of an adult's childhood hits me hard. And obviously those posts are valid and I'm not asking anyone to do anything regarding them. This is just a vent post.

My childhood was filled with gushers, those frozen meals with the penguin mascot? I can't remember what they were called, jimmy neutron, rugrats, etc. You know. 90's stuff. A special birthday for me was getting to go to discovery zone. Sky zone did not exist. None of those fun activities that people love to tske their kids to now really existed. Discovery zone was like if the McDonald's playland was HUGE and had even cooler stuff, had a small arcade inside and costed money to get in and there was a dedicated parent area. Usually it was just me and my mom's family going to a restaurant of my choosing (within reason) and then going back home to eat cake and open presents.

I would come home with my mom after she picked me up from the babysitter (friend of the family) and she would start dinner if it needed time to cook on it's own and then we'd watch All My Children. Every week day. Then my father would get home and I'd go to the extra room and watch tv there for a little bit then we'd eat dinner while watching tv. What we watched depended on the day of the week. Sometimes it was whose line is it anyway (the original US run), when survivor was on, that was not to be interrupted. If it was summer, you substituted big brother. I watched the original first several seasons of both of those shows because I was expected to eat in the living room.

When I was 7 to 12, I would ride around the neighborhood on my bike a lot. If I was over on grove street (most of my mom's family lived over there and basically it's like a whole neighborhood of families that are sort of intertwined. No incest or anything but my uncle married someone who lived on the street and everyone on grove street used Sherry (we called her wee wee because one of the original kids she babysat could not pronounce sherry and it stuck) for childcare. That was how she made money. When I was 7, her son got a Nintendo 64 for Christmas. He was only a year older than me. Everyone learned to play all the games. I was the only one who wanted to know the story. If I was playing a game, they all begged me to skip to the gameplay. And unless I already knew the story, I wouldn't. I was far from the oldest that she babysat but I was the second or third youngest among the original group but she watched her last kid a few years back. Heard recently she has breast cancer and that it doesn't look good and that it spread. Her mom was a cancer survivor and eventually did pass away at an old age. So I can't imagine this is easy for her.

My granny lived on grove street. She used to feed strays and the momma cats would always have their babies around her house. She always found homes for them. We always found homes for them through friends or coworkers or whoever. TNR wasn't really as widespread as it is now and... let's just say I watched more than one cat get run over. And as a young child who loved that animal... it was traumatic. She had several cats in her lifetime. The original four she had when I was born were Rocky (F, died when I was around 5), Fido (M, died before I could even remember him) Patches (F, died when I was 17) and Butch (M, died when I was 14)

I guess this is why so many adults told me I'd understand the passage of time hitting them hard when I was younger. When I was a child, the idea of a video game on a portable computer where you could build anything at all and go anywhere in the world that existed... beyond my comprehension. Well... sort of. I had an idea for a video game when I was younger. Like 11 or 12 or something.

It was basically an open world sea mammal/sea creature simulator. Basically exploration and survival where you are born/hatched and have to learn to survive. Your parents help you out occasionally at first and if you "Die" a cutscene of them saving you plays and you just respawn back with them until you're an adult. Obviously this was never a real game but I think it'd be a really cool game if someone decided to make it. It was really just my brain's way of wanting to know what it's like to be an orca. I had a few species in mind for it so that you could choose from them all. Orca, pilot whale, bottlenose dolphin, beluga, sea otter, harbor seal, leopard seal, arctic seal, stellar sea lion, hammerhead shark, tiger shark, whale shark, bluefin tuna, yellow yang, octopus, sockeye salmon, and clown fish. The idea was to highlight that you could choose any of these and a lot of the others you didn't pick were either your prey or the predators chasing you. A circle of life/food chain concept. It was pretty advanced for my age but it wasn't like I was gonna get into programming any time soon or even now.

The worst was that I had no clue how they could make a stellar sea lion's movements look natural in game because they can freely move their head much more so than any other animal on the list. Most have a fairly forward facing, fixed neck. Sea lions are much more flexible. The other problem with sea lions is that they spend much more time on land than any of the others and it's an ocean exploration game primarily. I didn't want to have them on land at all and if necessary, not much. But with stellars, it just wouldn't be doable. Realistically, this whole idea could just be easily adapted for land animals as well. But I was a marine mammal nerd and still am. I wanted to be a marine biologist as a kid. But you can see how that turned out. But honestly that's probably for the best. Too much writing. Writing observations wouldn't be a problem for me. I love doing that. But it's everything else and presenting findings and all of that nonsense just... no. Honestly if it weren't for the funding issue, I'd get a degree and go move myself to a place with orcas and start at it. Get myself a boat and get out there. I hope one day I can see wild orcas. Idk. But it's 3am and last I looked it was 1:30 so I need sleep.

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*oh yeah, he's gonna be comedian of the day all fu.cking week long. As of this moment, his book (Last Week Tonight with John Oliver Presents A Day in the Life of Marlon Bundo) is number ONE on Amazon's bestseller's list, outselling not just the Pence's Marlon Bundo book, but James Comey's upcoming tell-all or whatever book about the crazy sh.it at the Trump white house and his firing, and the audiobook version of the Last Week Tonight book is number FOUR, the kindle edition is number FIVE, and all three are ahead on the list than the Pence's book (which is number 7). Guys, I don't have much faith in humanity, we as a species suck (case in point, Trump won the US presidency and so many other problems), but sometimes, like this moment, I love us!

Title: said by Blair Waldorf (my role model in life tbh)

Me: *petty af* Also Me: *passive aggressive af* Thus Me: *manifests pettiness in my oc's*

Preamble Ramble: FINALLY! I've finished one of my auditions! Next up, hopefully Svea, but probs Nika, I'm on a Russia kick, my Swedes will have to wait.

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Nickname: Volodya, Vova (but only people with special permission can call him either, call him "Vlad" and he'll end you) Gender: cis-male Date of Birth: May 7 Place of Birth: Moscow, Russia Nationality: Russian-British Ethnicity: eastern Slavic (he's also of anglo-saxon and Karachay descent) Accent: Russian Blood Status: muggle-born

Profession: Student

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Face Claim: Jon Kortajarena

Hair: dark brown, positively luscious and better than yours could ever hope to be.

Eyes: green

Height: 1.88m

Weight: idk

Body: tol, fit, and ridiculously handsome.

Any Scars/ Marks?: - a long horizontal scar near his right 4th rib. Looks to be from a knife wound or some other blade type weapon, but refuses to explain where it came from (was he stabbed? Sword fight? You don't know! I don't know. Mostly because my answer will be lame compared to the "cool" way he refuses to explain it)

Any Tattoos/ Piercings?: a crowned double-headed eagle on his left shoulder blade and an ouroboros, but as a dragon instead of a snake on the inside of his right arm, near the wrist, around half the length of his forearm (there's a picture of it in his moodboard).

Quirks/ Mannerisms: - uses terms of endearment sarcastically for everyone, such as "darling" or "dear" - identifies the nearest 6 exits every time he enters a room - makes weirdly, somewhat threat-like jokes like "don't move to England if you're a professional traitor, people tend be hanged, thrown out of windows or are poisoned" and "those who serve us with poison will eventually swallow it and poison themselves."

Style: expensive (of course). It's quite preppy, and classy, when not in uniform he prefers well-tailored suits, waistcoats, blazers, has a collection of designer watches. Kind of modern Victorian (well, my view of victorians is endless suits and prefect ettiquette, plus many moral values that contrast my liberal views, but their style was, eh meh. Like, their male style was pretty cool, but I'm not really into around 98% of their female style).

Additional Information: n/a

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Head cannon: Vova is a rather intimidating person, in the terrifying sort of way. He carries an air of malice and death everywhere he goes, when he does act "warm and fuzzy", it's always jarring and seen as completely out of character, and possibly the sign of an illness. He is generally seen as the restrained, the quiet kid in the back with a perpetual "plotting your murder" expression on his otherwise handsome face. However, he is also seen as a rather extravagant, and somewhat suspicious person, he always seems to have access to illegal things (in both wizarding and muggle worlds), and seen as impervious to consequence, as regardless of what he does (or is suspected to have done), never gets in trouble.

Personality (+ 5, - 5): Ruthless and shrewd, if you're not careful, he'll screw up your life. He's incredibly manipulative and self-centered, a true stereotypical Slytherin through and through (well, minus the pureblood thing. He's a muggleborn). Definitely overdramatic and decadent af. He is alluring, very much in the evil way, he's attractive, but he does nothing to hide how dark he (seemingly) is. Like, I guess you could say "bad boy attractive", but he's borderline murderous, and possibly a psychopath, so calling him a "bad boy" is not really all that accurate. He's a very proud and arrogant individual (especially about Russia), and quite malevolent, and vicious. He's patient and holds grudges for a long time, and never forgets a slight. He will legit back at you for something said years ago, he doesn't forget that stuff. He's both a great friend and not, he absolutely provides for his friends, buying them things, etc, but cross him in the slightest, he'll ruin you. And on that note, he also doesn't really have "friends", because if you're depending on him for his wealth, you're not really friends, and he's aware of that, he looks at such people more as "minions" than buddies. They're job is to agree with him and do as he commands, otherwise, what's their point. For people who hang out with him whom he doesn't support financially, it's more like tolerable existences, he's a difficult person to like anyway. However, he is capable of befriending people, usually under the guise of "I hate people, but you, you're cool", luring them into a false sense of security and making them feel special at the same time. However, having said that, he is not a pure psychopath, so he does have feelings. He genuinely cares about his family, animals in general, himself, and select few friends whom he does actually care about, but struggles with expressing that to them, since differentiating with people he pretends to befriend and actually considers friends is difficult since "I hate people, except you" is something he says to both types. It'd probably only come out in a life and death situation, since he'd put himself in harms way for people he genuinely gives a sh.it about, and wouldn't bother for the minions.

Any mental health issues: He's probably something between a sociopath and psychopath, like, he does have actual emotions, as limited as they are, so he's not a true socio/psychopath. The argument is made (and a theory that I personally prescribe to, as a shi.tty psychology/sociology student, so don't put any weight or authority behind my opinion) that a psychopath is simply a more extreme and refined sociopath, so under that logic, Vova is basically a less extreme sociopath. (also, also, I have a problem with socio/psychopaths, I make too many of them, and they turn out to be my favourites. This is really worrying guys.) Anyway, under DSM IV (or possibly DSM III, I forgot which one changed the classification), he'd have what was called "an AXIS II Personality disorder", they've gotten rid of that classification now, but it basically listed narcissism, anti-social, sociopathic, and psychopathic personality disorders.

Favorite Quotes/ Sayings that your character would use: - "the fact that you need that explained is just so fu.cking sad." (literally said to anyone who doesn't understand any concept, whether it's something as simple as 2+2=4 or complicated as "imaginary time" -- don't ask, it's one of Stephen Hawking's theories and I don't understand it, I know my son would make fun of me.) - "what a fool" - "don't be attempt to be a comedian fool, you'll only embarrass yourself." - "darling, you have no idea what's possible." - "want to see what true power really looks like?" - "urg, don't be such a pleb/plebeian." - "of course I love Beyoncé, I'm a human being who lives on this planet." - "when better to have truffles and tiramisu than at 3am in Milan on a Thursday?" - "that jacket looks fine." - "dear, when will you learn? I know everything." - "Mudblood? Is that supposed to hurt my feelings? I don't have any of those, so what else are you going to do?"

Additional Information: - never on time. He's always late. You will literally start crying before he shows up he takes so long. - Loves crushing people's dreams (basically his hobby) - has an uncanny ability to suck the joy out of anything (his ex has said "unfortunately, he is a vampire", but in a muggle jokey way and basically the dracula stereotypical view muggles have of dracula, as in dark and not fun, and not an actual vampire) - Chess (muggle and wizard -- a proper, "normal" person hobby) - Has a bit of a smoking habit - has an endless list of blackmail material on people (a lot of which is infuriatingly revealed by GW at various times), and also has a tendency of taping people doing various things which he uses as part of his blackmail library. Seems to have cameras' everywhere and claims to "know everything" about everyone.

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Relation to your OC: classmates, housemates (possibly more, formerly, I'm still developing him)

♣️ Family Background

Vova comes from a largely muggle family, however, he is not the first wizard born into their family in recent history, so it wasn't completely a left-field shock when he started displaying magic. The first wizard in their family in the last few centuries (approximately) was Vova's uncle; Ilya Dmitriyevich Shostokov, who attended Koldovstoretz. Vova was the second in recent history, and his younger sister made third. Whilst virtually unknown in the magical world (with the exception of Ilya Shostokov, who has a rather dark reputation in the wizarding world), the Sokolov's are very prominent in the muggle world, particularly in Russia. Vova's grandfather is an Oligarch, who in Russia are effectively businessmen who run the country, the only curtail on their power and influence being the Russian President, and even then, the Russian administration is extremely corrupt, in the last presidential election, the incumbent president was able to literally choose his opponents (not a joke, btw. Putin actually did that in the recent Russian election). Anyway, the Sokolov's have a monopoly over the media industry in Russia, most of which run state-friendly stories, and shut down anything that could potentially insult the presidency. Their family, specifically the current patriarch, is also often accused (mainly in rival papers, magazines, shows, etc) of not only being corrupt, but having involvement with the Zima Bratva. As whole, they maintain an unfavourable public image (as most oligarchs do in the eyes of the Russian public), but are close with the Kremlin, so they remain influential with the government.

Family Members: - Vladimir Yakovlevich Sokolov // Marc Lavoine // Father // 47 // Politician // alive - Catherine Elizabeth Sokolova née Olivier // Emilia Fox // Mother // 46 // Socialite/House-wife // alive - Yevgeniya "Zhenya" Vladimirovna Sokolova // Antonina Vasylchenko // younger sister // 16 // student at Hogwarts // alive - Yakov Lʲvovich Sokolov // Charles Dance // paternal grandfather // 71 // Oligarch/suspected Bratva leader // alive - Ilya Dmitriyevich Shostokov // Nikolaj Coster-Waldau // paternal uncle, once(ish) removed // 43 // dark wizard // alive

♣️ Family Affiliation: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Slytherin House, Russian Government (the muggle one, as a fam they support United Russia, because Vlad Sr is a member. Personally? Who knows whom Vova supports), other Kremlin-close Russian Oligarchs

♣️ Socio-economic status: rich as fu.ck. The exact number and position is actually quite shadowy though. They are amongst the wealthiest muggle families in Russia (Vova's grandfather is an Oligarch), but the retainment (definitely not a word) of their wealth also depends on how friendly they remain with the Kremlin, additionally, their family (mainly Vova's gramps) has been accused of having Bratva ties, and money from that alleged connection is definitely not counted on tax forms.

Quick facts: + Born May 7 in a Moscow Hospital, first son of Vladimir Sokolov, an emerging Russian politician (who eventually made it into the Federation Council). After his sister was born just about a year later, their mother, British-born Catherine Sokolova née Olivier, obtained dual British citizenship for them via "lex sanguinis" (which is a british citizenship law, giving to people who are born abroad is one of their parents is a British citizen by birth. I could've left this out, but I googled this sh.it and I like rambling).

+ Whilst close with his family, Vova was a solitary child, he liked to read and spend time on his own in a corner, or stay at their various Dacha's without anyone else. He never seemed to require any oversight as he never did anything bad (or least, he was never caught). However, he is closest to his grandfather, and would enjoy sitting in on board meetings, just silently observing from a corner. Some of his grandfather's employees (or Minions as Lev calls them, where Vova also got the habit from) found his silent starring creepy and unsettling.

+ Being a muggleborn, he is well-versed with the muggle world and has interacted with them from birth, his parents and grandfather all being muggles, and attended muggle private schools as a child before his letters came. Whilst they employ muggle servants (because they're muggles), his uncle (the first wizard he ever met) employs a house-elf (yes, he pays the house-elf, they might be part of an oppressive government and basically an organized crime family, but they don't do slaves).

+ Vova first discovered magically abilities on his own, when on a trip in Australia with his mother, he discovered a large snake in their hotel room one morning whilst she was still sleeping, being around 3 and not fully comprehending the danger, he just walked up to it and started talking with it. It later slythered (see what I did there) away of it's own accord when Catherine walked in and freaked out about a massive crazy Australian snake (because you guys have scary animals) coiled near her son. As he aged, he noticed he could do other things, such as making things float or disappear.

+ Vova first publically displayed magically abilities (as well as control over them) aged 7, when a board member of one his grandfather's companies was throwing a hissy fit about a child sitting in, and his tie suddenly tightened and started choking him. The man survived, at that instance, died suspiciously at a later date. Anyway, he survived that instance when Lev ordered the meeting to be over and broke Vova's angry glare at the dude. The two immediately then went home, and Lev called Ilya to arrive in "his" way (apparition) and had Ilya introduce Vova to magic and talk about whatever, Lev didn't know the specifics.

+ When his sister discovered powers (shattering all the windows in their Dacha in Petropavlovsk-Kamchatsky via screaming, she was told she couldn't keep a Siberian Tiger as a pet), he gave her the "magic talk", and they caused quite a bit of trouble for annoying students at their school, as well as a nearby "plebeian" school (who disliked the children of oligarchs, for very obvious reasons, Oligarchs rule Russia, and they kind of suck). Anyway, they would mess with their things, frame them for crimes that children their age literally could not commit. What 8 year old has cocaine their locker and why does another 8 year old know what it is?

+ He received a letter from both Koldovstoretz and Hogwarts aged 11 (because he's a dual-y), chose Hogwarts since no one in his family had ever gone there before (like, there's only one person in recent history whose ever been magical anyway, but still), also might have had something to do with the Zima bratva's recent (at that time) expansion into the British criminal landscape, who knows?

+ Although he denies any connection, Vova runs effectively a youth branch of his uncle's business, which itself is a branch of the Zima Bratva. Ilya is basically a magical fixer for the Zima Bratva, who, for a very hefty price, uses dark magic to assist/fix the problems of the muggles and magical alike. Vova does basically exactly the same, but for the students at Hogwarts, and for a different price. Instead of money, he collects information and favours to be repaid immediately at any time he demands. He also maintains an iron fisted rule over his "organization", whether they be customers or minions, snitches don't get stitches, snitches get buried 50 feet beneath the ground.

Additional Information: - he is a parselmouth, a trait inherited from a distant magical ancestor (like from back in the Kevian Rus days of his familial ancestry), his sister also inherited the trait, though their uncle did not.

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Is your character a student of Hogwarts?: yeppers If so, which house and year: Slytherin, Seventh Year If not, which house did they belong to while they were at Hogwarts?: n/a

Best Class(s) at Hogwarts: defense against the dark arts

Worst Class(s) at Hogwarts: none

Any Pets?: an ooc, cute af owl (tawny, spotted, he doesn't know. Okay, I don't know, but as a consequence, neither does Vova), it's smol and got big round eyes, it's name is Harold and yes, it is his best friend, and yes, he did get it at diagon alley at his sister's instance, and accidentally got attached to it. He does like animals though, the Solokov Dacha in the outskirts of Yakutsk has effectively become a cross between an animal hospital and habitat for, welp, animals. Vova spends most of his holidays there (often alone, not including servants, as it's cold AF. Yakutsk is the second coldest major city in the world, after Norilsk, but it's winter's are colder than Norilsk's), he's ability to visit has increased since he learned how to apparate. He's also really interested, invested, and active in wildlife conservation, and often goes tagging Siberian tigers and polar bears etc with various animal protection organizations in Russia (the muggle ones).

Reputation at Hogwarts: Volodya has a largely dark reputation, he's more infamous than famous. He's known for messing with people, and not in a fun way, and he's generally seen as some kind of criminal. His uncle is well known is the magical world as a "Jack of all trades of villainy", and Vova definitely fits that villain mold too. He probably wouldn't be too close to the elites, they're sort of glittering in their ivory towers, and his tower is dark and gloomy, and lacks joy because he finds it annoying. Although, he and E probs might've gotten along in her pureblood bully gang days, or actually would've been antagonistic, he's basically as evil as them, but he's a mudblood, so meh, maybe rival bullies? Idk, I'll leave that for plotting. Anyway, he's not got a "bad boy" rep so much as a "omg, he's literally the worst person alive, why are you trying to be his friend, does he have a incriminating evidence on you?" type rep.

Additional Information: n/a

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Wand: yew Wand Core: veela hair (acquired by his uncle through unknown means, there was a report of a veela going missing right around the time Uncle Ilya got that hair so...) Wand Length: 13½" Wand Flexibility: inflexible

Patronus: Eurasian brown bear

Boggart: appears as the corpses of his family, killed via poison/nerve agent. His fear being a government revolution and his family getting caught up in that or his family losing the Kremlin's favour. The result would be the same in both scenarios tbh.

Amortentia: citrus, gun powder, and mint

Affinity to any particular magic? - I dunno if you'd call it an affinity, but he is waaaay too into the unforgivable curses and it's waaaaaay too easy for him to perform them. - dark magic/dark arts (you guys know exactly why he has an affinity for it XP)

Additional Information: - whilst he loves magic, he also has a deep fascination with muggle weapons (particularly the ones developed by his country), and has been experimenting with magically evolving them, particularly poisons and nerve agents.

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noelsilvas · 5 years ago

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MEET NOEL ADRIAN SILVA !

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“ i’m way too sleep deprived to deal with your negativity right now ” - jake peralta or noel silve u tell me

BASIC

NAME: noel adrian silva NICKNAMES: nada AGE: 25 BIRTHDAY: december 23 SPECIES: he’s like 90% acrylic paint at this point GENDER: cismale PRONOUNS: he/him

FAMILY

MOTHER: biological , unknown FATHER: biological , unknown PARENTS: celeste & malachi “mal” silva who love him more than they love themselves FAMILY: v much chosen SIBLINGS: younger sister, 20-21 unnamed JUST IN CASE but super into music and v much a pain in his ass, actually came up in foster care together ; nicholas “nicky” silva , 5 , celeste and mal’s only biological son , kind of a miracle and the love of noel’s LIFE

PHYSIAL ATTRIBUTES

FACE CLAIM: tommy martinez RACE/ETHNICITY: venezuelan NATIONALITY: american HEIGHT: 6′2 WEIGHT: idk whatever a healthy bmi is BUILD: was once an athlete, hasn’t lifted a weight in 2 years HAIR: curly and in desperate need of a cut FACIAL HAIR: stubble, at the moment, will likely grow it out as winter comes HAIR COLOR: dark dark dark brown EYE COLOR: light brown SKIN COLOR: also light brown DOMINANT HAND: right ANOMALIES: freckles mostly on his shoulders and chest SCENT: patchouli and vanilla ACCENT: nada PHYSICAL DISABILITIES: nada LEARNING DISABILITIES: nada, just really bad at math ALLERGIES: peanut butter :( DISORDERS: nada FASHION: stripes! mismatched socks, cuffed jeans, knit sweaters, band merch, black denim, owns one (1) pair of overalls, beanies in the fall NERVOUS TICS: rubs his bottom lip in thought a lot QUIRKS: wears a broken watch, socks never match, almost always has paint on his fingertips, owns 38274 notebooks full of handwritten lyrics and has 3298427 untitled unsorted voicenotes of melodies he’s made up in his lil brain

LIFESTYLE

HOME ADDRESS: east side RESIDES: east side apartment BORN: west side of victoria RAISED: west side of victoria VEHICLE: 2015 toyota SOCCER MOM SUV PHONE: iphone x LAPTOP/COMPUTER: macbook air, massive desktop in his room PETS: orange tabby w 3 white paws and 1.5 ears named JIM

HIGH SCHOOL EDUCATION: graduated COLLEGE EDUCATION: graduated but ... not quickly and not happily lol ... will be Going Back once he figures himself out MAJOR: business MINOR: music theory CAREER: currently works at a tattoo place on the west side EXPERIENCE: had odd jobs growing up, sold some artwork every now and then OTHER: dabbling w the thought of going back to school to be a hs music teacher

POLITICAL AFFILIATION: independent RELIGION: read a lot about wicca bc he thinks it’s ‘dope’ but doesn’t practice anything BELIEFS: WHOLLY believes in art for arts sake , ‘time is a manmade concept, an illusion’ DRUGS: eh, maybe once or twice SMOKES: gets high every sunday but cigarettes are GROSS ALCOHOL: occasionally DIET: literal black hole will consume anything

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: heteroromantic SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual MARTIAL STATUS: *sweats* CHILDREN: absolutely not AVAILABILITY: loves love LOOKING FOR: a muse

LANGUAGES: english, spanish

PHOBIAS: heights HOBBIES: plays like 10 instruments including french horn, writing, painting, sketching, smoking, taking jim for walks TRAITS: + charismatic, kind, ardent, nurturing ; - kinda dumb sometimes, flaky, no sense of self SOCIAL MEDIA: instagram, tinder, snapchat, twitter, myspace still active

FAVOURITE

LOCATION: in front of a blank canvas SPORTS TEAM: ....... nah GAME: a bitch probably loves cards against humanity and actively plays any video game that isn’t grand theft auto MUSIC: indie pop, independent rappers, would DIE for j. cole SHOWS: community, bob’s burgers, great british bake off MOVIES: dazed and confused, remember the titans, everybody wants some FOOD: will literally eat anything but particularly likes his mom’s oatmeal cookies :\ BEVERAGE: chocolate milk :\ COLOR: forest green

CHARACTER

MORAL ALIGNMENT: chaotic neutral ENNEAGRAM: four, the individualist ZODIAC: capricorn HOGWARTS HOUSE: hufflepuff TV TROPES: jake peralta, nick miller, SCOTT! MCCALL!!!! SONG: fuck, i’m lonely — lauv

IDEOLOGIES: it costs $0 to be a decent fucking human being, brad

INFO

grew up in foster care which really prevented him from having any sense of permanence. he bounced around a lot but never outside of victoria. his childhood was spent constantly sharing a room and not really knowing who he was or where he came from or if he’d ever ... know lol. was literally left on a doorstep on christmas eve, hence the name noel

was always a messy kid, always getting into something. never really any REAL trouble but he was a handful and no one seemed to want to adopt the bouncing kid who drew on walls and wouldn’t stop singing the fucking arthur theme song. he was fine with it, didn’t mind the company, didn’t really know anything else though

otherwise was fairly,... normal as a kid. was v average in school but excelled in creative arts, spent a lot of time in an after school program that allowed him to learn music and further his art skills

this is where he met celeste and mal, as they sort of ran this little non-profit after school program and boy oh boy did they love noel

they married young, very much in love, and they’d been trying for a while for a child but... unfortunately had too many problems conceiving. the only issue with adoption was they really just ... loved this noel but weren’t sure if they were ready to take a full on pre-teen into their home, being in their early 20s themselves

it took about three years ,... agonizing but ... worth it .. to be fully ready to adopt noel (and unnamed sister) and when he was 14 he moved to the east side and officially became a silva. they weren’t super wealthy, but they had more than enough and gave him everything he could’ve asked for. they’ve always been... nurturing and encouraging and despite the fact that noel doesn’t really know who he is at his core, he knows that he got patience and kindness from his parents

and they are ... his parents ... and he has nO desire to find his biological parents. like literally zero. he can figure himself on his own and as far as he’s concerned celeste and mal are mom and dad

anyway ... dude’s an artsy soul through and through. his first love was music but he’s... not the spotlight type, not a front man, literally retches at the thought of being on stage bc it lowkey frightens him so mostly he just writes music, plays it for the sake of relaxation

his second love is art. sketching, painting, most specifically: street art. he’s careful with it, though, considering he’d never want to put his parents through the STRESS of having a delinquent son

feels a lot of pressure to be something great because he’s ... just.... idk he has this fucking weird complex where he KNOWS he knows his parents love him but he kinda feels a need to prove that choosing him was The Right Choice

anyway he’s currently working at a tattoo shop, living his best life, considering going back to school and dreading it

it’s just really important that you know

that his socks?

they never match

thank you

#— &&. NOEL ; bio .

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ravel-puzzlewell · 8 years ago

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I want to pre-face this long rant by saying I was not expecting some masterpiece of writing from me:a. I’ve once seen a reviewer compare Mass Effect to Fallout 2 and, honestly, it’s ridiculous. You don’t compare pulp prose to philosophical science fiction, they are made for different purposes and engage you differently. Mass Effect was always a soap opera with messy plot and cool one-liners and it’s okay. So I’m only looking at me:a at it’s own merits - as an open world RPG and Mass Effect game.

- actual protagonist of the game is your AI. sorry for spoilers I guess? You really don’t matter, you’re only there to carry your AI to the place where it needs to do it’s thing. You just do whatever it tells you to do. It’s all would be a lot more effective if they just gave AI its own body, like they did with EDI in me3. You don’t solve problems, your AI does. Whatever little decisions you get to make usually are not well-informed, so you just pick whatever with only cosmetic consequences. At the end of the game, they try to, um, solve it, by magically, out of nowhere, giving you ability to hack ancient machines without your AI. With your sheer willpower, I guess? But no one else can? It’s really hard, bc your nose bleeds! Really, really bad writing.

- This game about discovering new galaxy has no feeling of discovery. That sounds weird and impossible even, but they’ve managed it with a simple trick - all that changes from planet to planet is the climate. The actual places you’re going to visit on locations are absolutely the same - remnant base, kett camp, generic house structure #1 and #2,... that’s it. Once you’ve been in one remnant vault, you know what’s you’re going to see in all others. I’m not talking about them having same maps, but same structure - empty dark halls with glowy green lines, lots of same enemies, activate the consoles mindlessly until the game throws sudoku puzzle at you and then you’re done. There’s nothing new or interesting to discover! When you learn what’s the gimmick is going to be on a new planet, you know pretty much everything about it without even exploring. Cold planet? Everything is covered in snow, same buildings. Desert planet? Everything is covered in sand, same buildings. Good for you if you really liked these same empty buildings, I guess.

There are should be unique, interesting places on every planet that you can only see there and nowhere else and that you can meaningfully engage with. When I saw the wreck of a giant remnant ship on the Dune-rip off planet, I was excited. I thought it’s going to be something new to actually explore and discover shit there! Nope, it’s the same remnant base you’ve seen 100 times already, and you don’t even do anything interesting there. It’s like they went out of their way to not do anything creative and engaging. The Dune robot sandworm? Just cosmetics, can’t actually fight him, doesn’t have a quest, despite NPCs constantly talking about how you’d be crazy if you tried to hunt it. Let me fucking hunt that thing! These cool beasts flying in the skies on Havarl? Put some ancient temple there where you can summon them and, idk, fly on them or something. How cool would it be? If you’re ripping off Avatar, then why stop halfway and not take all actually cool stuff?

Worldbuilding. Listen. It’s an entire new galaxy. They could do literally do ANYTHING. Aliens made of crystals, or really weird cyborgs, or sentient plants, or shapeshifters, or beings of pure energy, or ANYTHING. And all they’ve come up with are the most generic grey bad guys and most well-known Star Wars tentacle-heads rip-offs? Come on, bioware, make a fucking effort!

Kett are so boring, I don’t even want to talk about them in detail. “They change other species into becoming monsters and then send them back to fight their own people!” Excuse me, I believe I played that game? It was called Mass Effect 3? Kett are literally just Reapers rip-off concept-wise, and, well, all their “culture” has to offer is “religious zealots.” Groundbreaking.

So the only real new race that you can meaningfully interact with and explore that we get is angara. And they have exactly one gimmick about them (and we’ll get to that gimmick itself later) But Ravel, you could say, one gimmick for the entire race is exactly how original mass effect species were designed too! Yeah, sure, but there’s one big difference. There were more than 10 alien races in original mass effect! Some of them were distinctly weird and non-humanoid. Volus, elcor, hanar, etc. Each of them was characterized by one cliche, but because they were all mixed up together, you really could get a sense of diverse, big galaxy. And in me:a we don’t even have most of the original species! Only asari, turians, salarians, krogans, and all of them we already know. So the only *new* race to explore is angara, and they are not even that interesting to explore? Weirdly, all stuff about their culture and religion and whatnot is hidden in side-quests, which you can skip or just miss said details because you yawned. Their culture is, weirdly, not integral to your interaction with them. And even if you do discover these details, they are not so great or interesting or original. They certainly can’t compensate for the lack of any other aliens to interact with. If you put one single culture in the setting to explore for the players, you better make sure it’s a damn interesting and unique one, like the dunmers in Morrowind. Angara just end up feeling… bland.

And their gimmick is… ugh… is that they are really in touch with their feelings. And it’s illustrated precisely by nothing. Like, one time Jaal is excited about some minor plot victory and the game basically forces you to say “um why are ur so happy?” And he’s like, let’s celebrate minor achievements even before accomplishing our goal, we angara are so in touch with our feelings! Like… no offense, I don’t hate that guy or anything, but you can swap his model with a human one and get rid of him saying that he’s so ~alien, and no one will be able to tell something is up with him. He’s just an emotional guy, ok, though the game also doesn’t really show you him being emotional, it just TELLS you. Literally, he keeps referencing to the feelings situation in every goddamn conversation. First of all, for him it should be a norm, he should see humans as weird and restricted instead of angara as so ~open with emotions~. Secondly, it seems like no other angara got the memo about their “in touch with feelings” gimmick.

- The plot. It’s predictable and average and a plot-holey mess overall, but again, the plot in ME games was always messy and plot-holey. I feel like the main problem is the quality of writing. The dialogues are just badly written, from both sides - NPCs are boring and your responses are often just saying the same thing with slightly different tones. Most of the time the option to say what you want to say is just not there, and instead there are two options that are absolutely identical and pointless. And a lot of times the “full” line has, like, nothing to do with short version on dialogue wheel, or short version is really vague and you have to guess wtf it’s going to mean, which does not help you connect with your PC at all. And it’s where the horrible animation backstabs the game, because what you end up with is two uncanny valley dummies grimacing through generic uninspired dialogue without your real control when it’s supposed to be emotionally engaging and cinematic.

#rave party in space #andromeda spoilers #andromeda critical

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ALL 20 LET'S GO

Oh shit I may have made a mistake.

🕸 1. Who’s the oldest character of yours that youstill use?

From time to time I think about my old Phantasy Star Universe character - that was named after myself, very original - and work out some stuff that either I don’t remember, I didn’t complete, or that just didn’t make sense. That counts right?

⭐️ 2. Who’s the oldest character of yours, defunct ornot?

Back in the day, a solid fucking decade ago, I used Gaia Online a lot and RP’d on there. I had a Mary Sue-ass OC named Zane, the demigod son of Hades who used a staff, guns, and a magical electric guitar. I was a fucking tool at 12-14.

💡 3. Has creating a character ever made you realizesomething about yourself?

Well, it wasn’t the character themselves that made me realize, but just the act of creating them. A bit over a year ago, year and a half, I had a girlfriend and we did a lot of roleplaying, mostly using our player-characters from games we played together a lot. Well, we made a bunch of different characters in a short span of time for a bunch of different scenarios, just trying to find one that stuck but nothing that we had was working. Around the third one, I realized that I was just having some serious creative fatigue, with being in art and video classes and english classes that required creative writing and all the RPing, it just really took its toll on me, but I still kept trying and going.

What I learned from that, is that I really have difficulty telling people when something is wrong. Either I can’t put it into words, I just don’t notice, or because I don’t want to worry someone. So I just press on, trying to hide it, even when it was effecting me mentally / physically.

🦋 4. Any minor characters that have either taken overor branched off into their own stories?

I guess you could say that about Eno Corella / The Masked Man. He’s basically the big bad of Elequa’s story, taking center stage whenever he appears.

🐲 5. Do you prefer to make human, animal, monster, or_____ characters? Why?

Generally, I like semi-human characters. Like characters that are humanoid or were completely human, but they are of another species / fantasy race, or something happened to change them. Like the two Sylvari girls, the demigod I mentioned, Orpheus - my Phantasy Star Online 2 character - was a Duman (like a human but with draconic DNA) but became a cyborg.

I feel like the difference in their culture, or how they came to be what they are / how it affects them really helps build a character, give them more depth and make them seem more real, along with helping to flesh out the world they’re in.

🎨 6. When creating a character, do you come up withthe visual concept or the written concept first?

Visual concept nearly every time. Once I get their model or costume together, or as I’m piecing it together, I get inspiration and ideas for where I want to take them. Then, once I get their archetype from their looks, then I find a way to fit them into everything else.

📌 7. Do you have characters that you know you’llnever use, but can’t bear to get rid of/recycle?

All of them. I don’t write, I don’t do art, I can’t animate, I got nobody to use them with so they just kinda sit there as concepts in my mind.

💖 8. Is there a character that embodies your goodtraits, or traits you wish you had?

Caryopterys and Elequa. Cary is sweet, kind, and caring, and Elequa is always looking for new things and a way to grow.

💔9. Is there a character that embodies your badtraits? Several characters? Which ones and what traits?

Sirius. Depressed, stubborn, oblivious, always blaming failure on himself and pushing others away because of it. Melody to a small extent too. I have lied in the past to cover who I am, not because I wanted something or because I liked tricking people, but because I was - and really still am - ashamed of myself and afraid that others would be too.

♨️ 10. Is there a character that explores yourinterests or fetishes (orrrr is that just all of you characters)?

Like... “interests” as in sexual interests? Cause uh... Not really except for one I’ve been thinking of, but that is very VERY classified information.

✒️ 11. If you have characters that embody certaintraits of yours—good or bad—has writing them changed how you view those traits?Has it affected you in any way?

Nope.

💭 12. Do you fantasize about being any of yourcharacters, or are you more detached?

Only when I’m playing as them, just to sort of get more into their mindset to further work out their stories.

🎵 13. Do you create playlists for your characters?

People do that? That’s a thing? I don’t, but idk it could be fun? Do you want me to?

🎇 14. When writing for specific characters, is thereanything you have to do to get into the right mindset?

When I have ideas for story beats or character behaviors, I take control and play as them ingame, go to certain areas or listen to certain songs.

🌻 15. Which character is your guilty pleasure?

Melody. She is like the polar opposite of me but she is still a sort of protagonist in a completely neutral story.

🌩 16. Is there a character of yours who’s a realstruggle to write/draw? Why do you think that is?

Way back with that old girlfriend again, we RPd as Borderlands characters. I was Zero, and I held myself to the rule that I would always speak in haiku. God damn that was fun but hard.

🔑 17. Which character is the easiest to draw/write?

Orpheus, because his personality was quite literally a self-insert, but with some of his own personality and story thrown in there.

💎 18. Is there anything you really wish you could do,character-design-wise, that you feel is outside your current skillset? Aconcept that you wish you could pull off but are uncertain about?

Well like, actually writing them out would be fun. Or actually drawing them. Or giving them voices. But I am not good at all at any of those.

🏆 19. What’s more important to you: visual design,unique personality, a trendy character aesthetic, etc? If you’re not sure, thenwhat’s the first thing you usually nail down in a character?

The most important thing in a character for me is personality and humanity. Make them deep, make them entertaining, make them complex, because nothing is more boring than a one-note character.

🎬 20. Do you ever plan to do anything (comic,animation, etc) with your characters? Or are you just happy to have them?

Really, I’m just happy to have them. They give me something to think about when I’m alone (which is to say, all the time)

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