#jesus. get me. rqg moment.

[loverboybrightsideghost]

oh my god i have listened to a ridiculous amount of rqg in a short time

[marlasomething]

The Line Is Erased: Day 30 - Don’ t Panic, Don’t Jump Ship

Hello there! This is the first time I write a RQG fic and it’s going to be…rusty (NO IT’S NOT A PUN). Since I don’t want to be depressing AF and I FUCKING KNOW MYSELF, I am going to choose to write from outsider’s PoV, with a teeny tiny group of characters that just happen to be around on the background.

Also, after writing the first one I realised how much this podcast motivates me to keep saying “yes” to my friends’ campaigns and that is always a good choice for many reasons, so this is homage to all of us, people playing as our always very particular characters and suffering because of dices and masters!

So…that is that.

Here is my contribution for Day 165: The Vengeance and the Northern Wastes + Mortality, prompts given by @the-line-is-erased on Tumblr.

Episode that covers at least one of the prompts relistened to do this: Ep.165. Preparing for tomorrow (YOU KNOW? THE DAY THAT DOESN’T EXIST) and also bcs I just had some shitty conversations (yeah, in plural) with my mother…this is just easter eggs with the silly premise of my original characters as stowaways in The Vengeance. Got a bit intense, but not in a very profound way.

Do forgive me for any possible screw-ups (as well as for my quick tipper, non-native speaker writer).

Allons-y!

TW: discussions of death.

The ticking above them was getting too annoying. Nym wasn’t a violent person (a nervous one, sure thing, but she wasn’t usually the one with an urge to destroy things). However, at the moment, she was about to sneak out of the undetectable hideout artificially created by Tara and Agnes and destroy whatever thing was causing the ticking.

Before she could do anything, though, some voices and steps came in and some of the people that were actually flying on the ship started a conversation that (for, she guessed, egotistic and artistic reasons) Yorick wasted a spell on hide their voices, so only them could hear what was being said, while they took notes of whatever they were speaking about (as if any of their companions was going to steal any of the ideas they stole to wrote their songs).

At some point, they added an enthusiastic “go for it, girl” without providing any context.

Nym sighed and, as she turned to Vincent, she realised the ghost was clearly shaking.

“Vincent, what is wrong?”

“Someone is going to die. Well, more like someones…painting might help me relax” she gestured as if she was going to tap his shoulder.

“I promised, alright? You will paint again, after the whole mission is completed, we’ll find a way to make you corporeal…at least, from time to time.”

“If you do that, my whole being will start to slowly deteriorate…”

“I know. But, letting go is something we all have to learn to do, right?”

“You’ve grown.”

“Got help. And I want to think it is mutual” he nodded.

“Yes, I am in no rush to burn all my corporeal time. There are things I want to live before…” a bell starting ringing.

“Oh no” the whole group went, almost at unison.

Well, not exactly all the group.

“Where the fuck is Saulis?!”

“Saulis, tell me I am wrong about where you were while this took place.”

“I mean, we hadn’t interacted on screen time; right?”

“Jesus…”

“What?! This wasn’t going to be a Nym exclusive thing.”

“Her in-real-life-person is not from the canon!”

“Sorry, Master, will not change it.”

“I will make you pay…”

“Ok, apparently we are surrounded by gigantic skeletons. Quite the view.”

“Where were you?”

“Making acquaintances with the Capi. Nice lady (well, maybe not the best description but still…). Don’t worry, nobody saw, nor hear us. I know a sound proof spell, remember?”

Nym almost murdered him on the spot.

“We have enough with controlling Agnes’ mutant platypus. The thing apparently wants to befriend those bloody kobolds.”

“The thing is a he and it’s called Dryas, thank you very much.”

Nym sighed and let herself fall next to Vincent again. It was going to be a very long trip.

She wished that, at least, whoever was going to die was not part of her team. As much as they annoyed her, they were the people she had chosen and she might even at some point start to care about them.

And hadn’t stopped since.

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Extra notes for flavour: “OG” Saulis is gay, “RQG-universe” Saulis is bi. Just so you know.

The title of the story is from the song “30/90” from “Tick, Tick…Boom!” Musical composed and about the life of the great, talented, sadly deceased Jonathan Larson (also, now my new favourite MOVIE EVER). I thought the lyrics could match what I was partially going from plus the name of the musical itself).

As usual, likes/kudos (depending if you are reading this on Tumblr or AO3), feedback and random comments ARE SO HIGHLY APPRECIATED.

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Also, thanks to the TMA discord channel that posted this prompts! You are lovely, gracias!

Now also live on AO3.

Long life and prosperity,

Marla

[shy-magpie]

RQG 92

Hitting triple digits soon, when I get up to date and have to wait a week between episodes I don't know how I'll survive Barely opened the episode and Grizzop actually shot someone's knees off. Ben wasn't expecting that, or hadn't worked out that without knees you don't have lower legs Azu "bonks" them over the head, careful to be non lethal after seeing Grizzop accidentally double amputate a minion "make them back off by sheer being a badass" Grizzop tries to panic heal the minion whose legs he shot off, rather undermining the intimidation Azu gets a natural 1 on intimidating the crowd, the dice know she too sweet to be properly scary unless she means it Sasha gets to use crowd dodger first time in ages Sasha is not pleased with their lack of survival instinct Sasha holds a leader hostage but he isn't a good leader so they don't listen when he calls them off Alex will not be talking to himself for this scene,  and he wouldn't ask Ben to do anything he wouldn't, so my Grizzop, Zolf, and Tjelvar meet in a bar fantasy has been hereby Jossed S3* Thinking one big gesture undoes years of damage is exactly why neither son knows how to handle it when they screw up. Jr crawled into a bottle and Hamid will probably die feeling like he has red in his ledger even after dedicating his life to making up for it. Hamid really thinks he can just casually appear in a corner behind his father The manager rats him out immediately Yeah yeah S3 "could you give us a moment?" Hamid to the manager S3 Hug him?! "Fix the family" means therapy, atonement, and supporting them as they heal not a martyr move without even coordinating with them Hamid agrees to follow Sr's lead in return for being kept in the loop and uses small words to get through to him that he can't do this alone Did we break Alex? He goes third person when the emotional stress gets too high. Mark you this is whole thread of the story has an airport's worth of emotional baggage for anyone just listening. I can't imagine trying to play Saleh Sr,  especially this roundly instead of either making him a mustache twirling villain or justify his behavior "no conflict just fighting" The dice caught the "you can't just undo your actions" motif of this arc and won't let Grizzop re-attach the legs

You know that Gif of the cop readying a shot gun going "shame"? That's Azu realizing she will have to fight The players are now discussing the "great cleave" feat and just how badly she is going to trounce the grumps now that she is taking off the kid gloves "it's like watch someone harvest corn" and she takes out a support beam on her natural 1 Well that covers the intimidate check Poor Grizzop really just wants to fix this poor guy They look good but he needs a real healer. Grizzop tries to get the bar tender to get him to one Just like a man, Cursed Drunk shows up late and makes it all about him Azu hugs the cursed guy Info dump time Sure Alex, you blame the time limit, we all know you have mercy you just hide it Sr will cover the meritocratic side; Hamid will cover the Barrett side Hamid explains that the children need responsibility and angles for Jr being new head of the bank with good people around him Of course Saira is going to have to head the family, quit the job she loves, and be dragged right back in to everything she thought she escaped. Hamid tried to leave her out of it.  At least with Dad of The Year in jail she should have the title and power to back it up. Jr is going into exile of some sort or unofficial jail Hamid tries for a hug, Sr turns it into a handshake of equals, because of course he only caught the "Hamid's grown up" layer of things and not the "he is offering you a way to atone for every way you broke your children" and the "needs some warmth from his father for once in his life" layers Thank the gods for the brawl to switch to, we need a break even if poor Sasha can't get one. Ow "thanks for that guys" I know they're in a desert but that redefines dry Grizzop hangs off her chest hugging her in joy even as she continues "good to know that when a woman wants a quiet drink..." completely missing at least 3 layers of what's wrong with that "Hamid respects people boundaries" damn right he does Azzop try to explain they were worried about her, and they know she can handle herself but they are her friends. Only less elegant because Grizzop is drunk and Azu is only better with people than Sasha in that her sweetness can be seen from orbit. Sasha's turn to make me cry Grizzop is trying his best Ow Jesus Lydia "you should probably make friends with people who are going to be around" Sasha switches the topic when they try to explain they value her as a person Grizzop tries to keep on the touchy feely topic but Sasha evades Drunk Cursed Guy is drunk and cursed Al Tahan montage it would actually kill Sr to be an actual father to Hamid Of course the press is here for Sr's arrest. Hamid masterfully gives a non statement Finally Azu gets a name for Drunk Cursed Guy. Called it! Howard Carter Wow can we package Sasha's tone as a desiccant You do deserve it, blanking grave robber. Ain't he one of the "we'll use dynamite on ancient relics" so called archeologists? Y'all get that ACast money and buy yourselves some froyo but dear god that's jarring compared to when Alex & Co do a tone change or an ad break. Wait is that why the mid episode breaks have been silent for a while?

*Screw Saleh Sr