#kyros is pronounced

[dark-twist-fairytales]

The Assassi's - Toppat's On The Run

Tw: Descriptions of weapons. Actions of violence. Death of characters (background).

Love being hit with motivation. 3.3k words, over the course of three days? Anyways! Here's just the beginning of The Assassi's meeting the Toppat Clan.

A few months passed with Malli being around, as well as a few missions and training, they were all chilling around a dying fire. Marc had his cape wrapped around himself tigghtly, shoved between Riker and Malli, as he was colder compared to the two warm bodies. Neither Malli nor Riker minded, Malli actively wrapping hs arm around the slightly taller male to further help warm him, while Rike poked at the fire a bit to spark it up.

Kyro and Joey weren't far either, Joey snuggled up to Kyro's chest with her cape drapped over both of their laps, while Kyro held Joey close to their body, rubbing their thumb along her spine and shoulders. 

It was relaxing, until Riker stopped poking at the fire with a confused expression on his face. There was a pang that hit his lungs, one that normally told him to act. He looked to the others, meeting with Marc's confused gaze beside him. "What's going on, sir?" The Italian-Swedish male asked, gaining the attention of the other three in the room. Slowly, Riker stood up. "Load up, we're going out on a patrol."

"Before a blizzard?" The New York voice came from Joey, looking up from her cozy spot on Kyro. "Yeah. Who knows if someone is out there? We're a few miles from civilization." Riker's argument was valid, even while being the leader. Even if they were criminals, they were built up on helping those out in the snow or that were alone with nowhere to go. Yeah, they were assassin's, but it doesn't mean that they were completely criminal.

The members all got themselves loaded up. Riker grabbed his two sword machetes, setting them in their respective holsters on his hips. The swords were identical, one straight side the went down to some square cuts, and the other side went out far before coming back in deep. The gemick to them was the way they could be detatched as two, Riker's favorite way to wield them, but they could also be attatched in two ways: One way interlocked the square cuts to make it a large sword, and the other way made it a long, double sword. He was most experienced with them seperated, but the other ways have come in use. The wrappings on the handles were orange, with the handles being black, while the blade was a black with a red-ish tent to it.

Marc grabbed a few things to prepare. One of those things was a pistole and ammo to go along with it. The pistole had a dark blue, camo print on it being holstered on his right side with the ammo on his left. He didn't carry much, and normally had a sniper rifle with him, but since he used that for missions, he saved his pistole and its ammo for patrols like now. With the addition of his, he had a black handled knife, easy to use with his pistole. He did grab another magazine of ammo, just in case, but hoped it didn't come down to needing to use the 18 bullets he had on him.

Kyro grabbed some wrappings from the table nearby, these wrappings were used for hand-to-hand combat. They were a dark green, made to keep their hands compressed down and knuckles more pronounced. Nearby, Joey grabbed a wooden staff on the table, the oak being stained with a dark brown wood stain, with the area they held on being wrapped with a raspberry colored fabric. Pieces of metal were at the ends, with just a bit of wood showing past them.

Malli had a new crossbow, which was a little larger than his previous one. The bow itself was a dark oak, with the handling to make it a crossbow black with the support and a rich purple color. It was detatchable, to it could become a normal bow, and he had a hostler on his back to hold it comfortably. On his right hip, he had a quiver that held his arrows, all of them handmade.

There was one thing they all had in common: On both wrists, they had hidden blades that were attatched to leather cuffs. This was a requirment, at least on one wrist, but all of the members chose both wrists, typically for patroles like this.

Riker soon walked to the door, glancing to the others and pulling his hood over his head, with the others following his actions. Yes, Kyro did have a cape that had a hood on it, but they mostly only wore the eye patch, which was okay with the other members, as long as patrols did they wear the cape and hood for multiple reasons, mainly including safety of identity. Opening it up, they went out and split.

They all stayed in the same area, but Malli traveled on elevated lands with Riker slightly behind him. Malli held his crossbow in his hands, not loaded, but prepared. Riker kept his left hand rested on the hndle of his sword, glancing around and making sure all of the others were in his sight. Joey had the staff on her back, walking between Kyro and Marc. Both were on the right and left side respectively, since this made it easy for Joey to defend them from a first attack, wth Marc being able to pull back enough to get a sitant shot, and Kyro to come forward for a brute attack.

As they kept walking, the occasional animal running by, Malli stopped in his tracks as he heard shouting in the distance. Riker stopped as well, giving a short 'halt' to the others and commanding their stop so they didn't seperate. The four turned to Malli, with Joey being on a close watch in front of them. "Be careful.." The masked male spoke, turning to them. "There's Wall gaurds chasing Toppat's close by.."

With that, the group of five kept walking, the shouting getting closer and louder causing them to come more on gaurd and ready their weapons. Another 'halt' from Riker, they stood in preperation for an attack and defend.

Attack and defend they did.

As soon as Toppat's came into view, Joey motioned and called them out to a safer place, leaving her spot between the two to lead the Toppat's at least somewhat away, helping the ones that couldn't move as fast due to leg injuries. Gun shots began to rang, coming from Marc's pistole in blind shots. He did hit one or two by chance, but most of it was premtive to try and scare The Wall guards.

Once those very gaurds came into view, Riker unsheathed both of his swords, jumping down from the hill right in front of them. His landing shook the ground just slightly, stunning the guards and allowing both Malli and Marc windows of oprotunity to shoot down some gaurds to force a retreat or kill. Kyro and Riker took their chance when the click of an empty magazine could be heard from Marc's gun, allowing Marc to pull back and assist Joey in getting the suvivors to a safe place.

With Malli being the long shot, he went for the others in the back, as to avoid hitting Riker or Kyro, while those to tag-teamed to take down the guards in front of them. With more members going down, Malli heard the distant plea of help from someone. Glancing upwards, he spotted the shadow of a top hat, a few of them actually. He got up from his post and ran further along, shooting down any Wall guards he could that surrrounded these Toppat's. One arrow whizzing by to nail a Wall member in the neck was enough to scare them off. Malli hopped down onto the lower ground, his landing being much lighter than Riker's as to not alert any nearby gaurds.

He got closer, spotting one of the Toppat's with a shoulder injury, before looking to them and motioning onwards. "Come on. There's a safe place for tonight-" The wind picking up made Malli alarmed. "Is it about to blizzard?" One of the Toppat's asked, and Malli moved to put his crossbow away, lifting up the member with the injury and rushing forward. This forced the other Toppat's to follow, as to not got lost in the growing fog.

One last stab with their hidden blade, the relentless Wall gaurd fell to the ground, the battle field being shown victorious for The Assassi's, with the final blow being done by Kyro. Heavy panting left both the leader and the bodygaurd, before they felt the wind pick up more and more. Squinting his eyes, Riker spotted the shadowed figure of Malli through the fog, calling out. As soon as the members of the Toppat's were near, a total of four of them being there, Kyro grabbed up two and placed them over their shoulders, while Riker grabbed the remaning one, before they began running towards the base.

This run didn't take long, being let in by Marc. While he struggled to close the door due to the howling wind, the injuried Toppat members got sat on the couch, with the non-injuried ones just got set down for the prioity of a few things.

Joey had already gathered medical supplies for Riker to work on the members, before grabbing Malli and getting his help blocking off the windows and any opening for the cave. Marc went before them to lock everything up, before grabbing some wood for Kyro and setting them in the fire place. Kyro did give their thanks, sending Marc off to help Riker tend to the wounded, while the lit the fireplace once again with their matches, starting it up to heat the room to fight the upcoming blizzard. At times like this, it was buzzing with activity, and this was a pretty common thing.

After the fire was lit, Kyro moved to grab blankets for the guests, passing them out and pulling up chairs and pillows for those who wanted them. Malli and Joey soon finished with getting the doors boarded, before settling beside the fire. "Alright.. I can't let you guys leave out in the middle of a blizzard. You're staying here for the night.." Riker said, removing his hood and looking down to see blood splattered on his oufit. In the heat of themoment, no one really noticed the blood on Riker or Kyro.

"You two get washed up. I'll make something to eat." Marc spoke, motioning the two on as he went to the kitchen himself. Riker took off his cape, looking at it closely, while Kyro did a similar thing with their own cape.

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Day came around, with The Assassi members already up and moving around. The blizzard passed and thankfully didn't damage anything inside the cave. But, it did come as a challenge of the Toppat members being scared to go back out, or even to get in contact with their leader. One of those, noteable, was named Gremlin. She was one of the members to get injuried in the leg, blond hair sticking out from underneath her top hat as she glanced to the other members of her clan.

"Alright, ya pansey's.. I guess I'm goiing out." She spoke, her voice breaking through the chatter as she attempted to stand up. As soon as she was up, she tried to wlak on her injuried leg, but only gave a yelp when pressure was set on it. With a call out of 'signora!', Marc was there to catch her before she fell. "I doubt yyou'll be able to walk.." He spoke, lifting up the very light Toppat member, before he glanced to Riker for direction.

"Take her outside, get in contact with the leader of the Toppat's, and come back in. It's too close to stay out there too long." Riker spoke, with Marc giving a 'yes sir', before following through with orders and bringin Gremlin outside. "Now, the waiting game.. Whatever happens, I doubt your leader will get maad at you guys." Riker spoke, with the Toppat's looking nervously to each other, before one looked to Riker. "But, what if he is?"

"He won't be. You guys did what you could to keep yourselves alive, and that is enough. You survived an attack from The Wall, made it through a blizzard, and having to put random trust in a different criminal organization. That's a lot to deal with, including some of your own getting injuried." Riker spoke, his tone staying even and assuring, with the effect being successful in calming the Toppat's down. "He'll be glad to see you guys alive." He added afterwards, spotting the oher few moving around and loading up their equipment.

Marc soon came in with Gremlin again, holding her tightly from the wind still kicking around. "Good news!" Gremlin spoke, before pointing to the giggling Toppat's. "Don't you dare.." She cleared her throat, fixing herself in Marc's arm. "Anyways, Reginald is going to open up the teleporter nearby rather than back in the mountains."

"Awesome, but.." One of the Toppat's, the other injuried legged one, trailed off while looking to Gremlin. "Don't worry. I told him that we got help, and he wants to meet you guys! ... Whoever you mysterious fellows are." She said, motioning to the male holding her up and messing with his hood with a hum.

"Well then. Load up, we're going to.. The Toppat base, apparently." Riker said, looking to Marc as he nodded. "Just hook my sniper onto my back, we're good." The Italian said, with the leader nodding as he went to grab his own swords once again. Yes, they were cleaned, along with his hidden blades, the same can be said for Kyro's blades as well. Speaking of Kyro..

They stepped over to the Toppat with the damaged leg, silently offering their strength to lift him up. The Toppat, while intemidated, did take the help by holding his hands up to Kyro. They lifted the male up into their arms, subconciously rolling their thumb on his shoulder, before walking to Marc. Joey came over as well, but behind Marc to hook the gun up to the holster, while Riker motioned the Toppat's to follow him, Malli lingering the furtherst behind to make sure none of them actually got left or lost.

Once leaving and shutting the door, the group made their way to find where the portal had opened up, with Marc and Gremlin taking the lead since Gremlin had the navigation and coordinates. It wasn't long before the sight of the green cylindercame into view, with Gremlin making very sure that The Assassi's were following them and joined them in the portal.

"You'll feel a bit weird, but that's normal!" Gremlin hollared over the howling wind, gripping onto Marc's cape tightly. A few seconds, the wind slowed to a stop, and it almost felt like they were floating, before light came into view. Blinking a few times, Marc gripped Gremlin tightly in his arms, looking around to see that they had appeared in the Toppat Orbital Station. Riker stepped forward, placing himself in front as to protect the members of both clans from immediate danger, even if there were little to none.

In front of him was a male, just a bit shorter than he was, with brown hair and a distinct curl to his mustache. He wore a top hat, as well as a golden dollar sign necklace, with little blue gems dotting the inside, a cane held in rihgt hand. The expression he held was one of shock and relief. "Oh, thank goodness.." The leader said with a heavy sigh.

He quickly moved forward to Riker, grabbing onto his arm and shaking his hand, using the other leader to keep his balance, as his right hand held the cane he previously had. "I cannot thank you enough." He spoke, motioning forward the medics to get the patched-up injuried towards the med-bay. Riker moved out of the way to allow his group of assassins by to set the injuried they held (the two injuried legs were held by Marc and Kyro), while also allowing the Toppat's to get from behind him to see the other's that had missed them, seemingly seeing them as dead.

"Come along, I can't just let you guys go without pay." Reginald spoke, before grabbing his cane from his lover and using it as support once again. "The name's Reginald Copperbottom, this is my Right Hand Man." He said, moving out of the room without accpting protest from the countering leader. Riker glanced to the others, before shrugging and following Reginald, keeping his hood up for now. Well, all of them did. They were in the biggesst criminal organization right now, revealing their idenity was out of the question. "You can call me Orange for now. And this is my group, The Assassi's. Blue was the one carrying Gremlin, Green was the one carrying the other. Raspberry is the shortest, and only leaves Purple as the last one."

"It's a pleasure to meet you all. You've gone quite under the radar." Reginald spoke, still moving ahead as to lead the close-knit group to.. Some room. "Well, that's our goal. We don't want to be out in the open." Orange said, glancing to the Toppat's that passed them in the halls, seeing their glares and ignoring them. "You said you were 'The Assassi's'?"

"Yes sir, one letter short of 'assassins', but it's what we are." Orange replied, stopping when Reginald did, to see the right hand open the door for them, allowing not only Reginald in, but glaring the caped group in as well. Orange took lead in, with the last person entering being Green, following by Right Hand Man. "You really don't have to pay us, Mr. Copperbottom."

"Nonsense! I owe you guys a favor." Reginald said, sitting at his desk now while grabbing out a wad of cash. It wasn't an exact amount, just a random stack he had on him. Reginald did count it out, as The Assassi's approached the desk, none of them exactly expecting- "Here. It's about five thousand." Oraange's jaw drop a but. "It's- It's what?"

"Oh, you were expecting more, weren't you? Here-"

"No! No, I- We, I'm pretty sure all of us, were expecting a LOT less thaan that." Orange said, while hearing Raspberry mutter a small 'thousand' under her breath in confusion. "Why would I give you less? You, not only saved them from The Wall gaurds, you housed them from a blizzard. None of this, you were required to do. This is the least I can do to show my gratitude."

Raspberry stepped forward, grabbing the money that Reginald had offered, turning around and counting it rather quickly. "W-Well, Mr. Copperbottom, I'm grateful for the payment.." Orange stammered, with Raspberry pocketing the money as to not lose it. "Uhm- Give.. Give us a second, would you?" The group stepped backwards, with Orange turning around to face his group after hearing the other leader give an 'of course'.

Green had to hunch down a bit to listen, with Raspberry standing in front of them, but everyone had their eyes on their leader. "I know we'll be safe taking this money, but I'm curious..." He trailed off, allowing Blue to pick up. "What if they have a job? This is the Toppat clan, we may be able to do some of their dirty work and get paid for it.." Bleu trailed off this time, but it allowed Purple to pick up this time. "And if they do have a job, ans we do it well.. That'll be a constant stream of cash coming in, high dollar cash.."

The group nodded, breaking apart and approaching Reginald's desk again. "Mr. Copperbottom, what if a deal got cut?" This made Reginald look to Orange expectingly, leaning on his elbows against his desk. "Go on..."

[acefms]

( closed started for owen | @owenrobinson )

Give back. It’s something his parents had both instilled in him from a very young age. And with his growing status and wealth over the more recent years, it was something that was more important to him than ever. Donating toys to the children’s ward was a tradition his father had started decades ago, and ever since his death three years ago, Kyro had made it a priority to keep it up. Though this year he may have went a little overboard. He somehow managed to close the boot of his car whilst holding one too many boxes, trying his best to keep them up but the top one seemed to be slipping with every step he took.

“Hey! Do you think you could grab the top box?” He called out to the first person he saw, peering around the boxes to get a better look. His mouth opened and closed again when he realized who it was. His ex, Owen. It was a relationship that had ended amicably, but it was always a little awkward running into anyone you had once been something more with. “Oh, hey Owen. Sorry, hands are kinda full.” He did his best to pronounce his words, hoping it would make it easier for Owen to read his lips. “You good?”

[kyrodo]

I like hearing my name pronounced as Kiro/Kuro instead of Kairo/Kyro. Choskey says it a lot. He's always being dramatic whenever I go down or I get knocked offline or he's trying to heal/protect me. He shows a lot of trust. He doesn't mind parsec, he doesn't mind letting me mouse control, he doesn't mind a lot of things. He truly trusts me, says no secrets in games like just ask asking things like "What is something you've always wanted to tell me. He's always challenging me or killing me out of nowhere whenever there's no consequence. He's a prankster but a lovable one and it's always me the most. I love spending time with him. I love talking to him. I love planning out things to do. I love hanging out with him. I love that he always wants to hang out again the next day. I love that he's always in our voice chat with us. I love that he's become a part of our lives. I love him and I trust him.

[trixierosewrites]

WOOO hi again!! The way I actually start on a conlang is usually by looking at words in another language; I think Akrausian was inspired partially by Greek and partially by German? I know one of the earliest words (that later got workshopped, which is why it's not in the first words selection) was kiros, based off the Greek kyros, and then I looked at some German to find words with a harsher feel? From there I had a general gist of how I wanted words to work and migrated away from the inspiration languages!

The suffixes were usually based on similarities in early words, which often got workshopped to fit together; the most important thing in a language is, of course, words that aren't horrific to pronounce. Pronunciation itself is a mixture of saying words out loud repeatedly and changing the letters until I was satisfied!

"Our" is, unfortunately, the same as "we" (wirsie), and "I" is the same as "me" (mouchsie). I didn't say all my choices were good choices.

Akraus is also kind of famous for having a grand total of six kept historical documents (up until about twenty years before the story starts, when they started document keeping again; this is partially based on the return of four of the documents by Kayssus (bastard) (for other reasons, not the returning of the documents)). The more current documents are written in present tense, with time notations; the original six were from old Akrausian, or Pinian, which is the name of a separate and long since destroyed city(-state). It had more tenses, because it was at a midpoint down the mountain; it's not as complex/convoluted as Morkan but less simplified than Akraus. (Pinian is a conlang WIP. Emphasis on in progress. I have vibes and a vague outline.)

That part partially came about by my love of long words vs narrative inconvenience; Akrausian was built to be a military language, and there's not necessarily time for longer words, and it just... kind of evolved. It's partially based on the sailor tendency to shorten words, actually!

And I feel like this post is steadily becoming a monster, so I'll draft up a separate post for Morkan. If anyone wants to be tagged... 👀

happy sts!

i see in your intro post that you have created seven conlangs, would you like to yap about them?

writblr: @vsnotresponding

YES YES YES YES YES YES. YOU WILL REGRET THIS.

The first I'll talk about is Akrausian, and I'll probably only mention two in this post so I can go into great detail >:3 Akrausian is the language of a very military society, Akraus, which is at the base of the mountain that Morkus is on top of, and the two are essentially opposites.

Akrausian is about simplicity and practicality, so it helpfully has no tenses and no genders. On the plus side, this it's way easier to learn, so once you've got afsie/tosie/tohrsie (they/them/theirs), eisie/mouchsie/wirsie (you, me, we), and tiesie (it), you're good to go, pronoun wise! Tense wise, it's all in the present tense, so a sentence for the past would probably be (directly) translated something like "Yesterday, we are having tea" or so forth.

Types of words often have patterns to be easily recognisable; pronouns have the -sie suffix, connectives have the -ai suffix (uai (and), wiai (as), for example); verbs have the -en suffix (machen, tomitten, stamachen | stab, cut, stop) and so forth.

Of course, it's not all easy. Akrausian has three layers; the format in which I've been sharing words so far, or the council format, where words are said in full; the standard/military format, and the Oh Fuck You're In Trouble Now format (I need a real name for this that's not that. I was thinking the command format, but that then implies other formats can't be a command...).

Take stamachen, for example: in council format, the word for stop takes its full form; in standard/military format, it becomes stamach; in [command] format, it becomes sta.

The idea of this is then that the level of urgency is imbued into the word. The time needed to say it is decreased based on the urgency the situation requires; if someone shouted sta!, a lot of people would freeze immediately.

For hautikos, which is a less easily chopped up word: in council format, it has its full form; in standard/military format, it becomes hautkos; in [command] format, it becomes hotkis (the vowels being shortened rather than syllables being removed).

If you wanted to go them!, the word tosie: its full form in council format; in standard/military format, it becomes toos, in [command] format it can be toss or tis depending on accent. (The original word is pronounced with an o sound like saying "oh".)

I actually designed Akrausian for in-story use, which means that the order in which words were created is really fucking funny, because you get words like niuros (whore), haustikos (pet), skoten (kill), akstummen (maim), machen (stab), and tomitten (cut). Incredible set of first words.

...Maybe I don't have room to talk about Morkan. Someone send me an ask talking about Morkan. I yearn to talk about Morkan.

[duajaakal-a]

also guess i’m making a blog for Theokliea and Kyros

[aspiringtrashpanda]

Hello!!! :) For your drabble request, I was thinking of a lil lawlu drabble where law n luffy have a date in the sunflower field in dressrosa, n law secretly likes it because the sunflowers remind him of luffy!

Oh my goodness! Thank you for this tasty LawLu prompt! I love them so much 😭💕

I don't suppose everyone would consider sitting in a flower field past midnight a date, per se, but they're busy pirates and they gotta squeeze these moments in somehow, right? 🤣

“Ah, Torao! I was looking for you! You wanna go find something to eat? I wish Sanji was here. I want some meat.” The sound of sandals squishing broken stems into upturned soil accompanied the noisy babbling.

Law didn’t bother looking up from where he sat, gaze fixated on the trampled sunflower he cradled in his hands. Night had long since fallen on the kingdom of Dressrosa, the remains of the palace casting shadows in the moonlight, dripping inky darkness off the plateaus at Law’s back. The topography of the island would forever be warped by Pica’s Devil Fruit, a memory of the war that was waged in pursuit of freedom, of truth, of love.

There were worse things than an island sized monument to their victory.

Though, that didn’t mean there hadn’t been any casualties. Lives lost, homes destroyed, every inch of the land in ruin, and Flower Hill was no exception. Half of the sunflowers stood tall, proud, the survivors holding their heads high in honor of their fallen comrades. The other half hadn’t been so lucky.

Law had snuck out from Kyros’s cabin well past midnight, something stirring in his tired heart. If he had brushed Luffy’s hand on his way – in hopes that the other man would awaken and follow – he would never tell. He had wandered through the streets painted silver in the moon’s glow until he stood in near perfect circle of ruined flowers. He recognized the slicing cuts of slashing swords, figured this must have been where the gladiator housing them had crossed blades with Diamante.

“Torao,” Luffy huffed as he plopped down next to Law, bare knee poking out from beneath the hem of his shorts, just barely grazing Law’s leg. “Why’d you sit among the broken ones? The ones over there are still standing.”

Law said nothing, though raised his solemn stare to fix Luffy with a frown as the Straw Hat captain pointed to the tall flowers a few feet away. In the shadowed moonlight, the bright petals appeared more of a pale champagne. Still yellow, still golden, yet softer.

Luffy beamed, his big eyes squinting as his cheeks rose up. He snickered in amusement, all his teeth and his pink gums on full display. Law considered that, in the moonlight, the bruises dotting his arms and legs seemed less pronounced, the healing wounds fading naturally into an expanse of tan skin radiating warmth. The edges of his namesake, his favorite hat, blended into the shadows of the night, just like the bloody patches on the gauze that covered his bare torso, covered only by his open shirt patterned with the very flowers that surrounded them.

Luffy’s lips closed, corners twitching into a smile that spoke a thousand words. His eyes sparkled with a deep empathy as he lifted his hand, placing it on top of Law’s tattooed fingers - digits that had subconsciously tightened around his knees, leaving the disheveled flower abandoned in Law’s lap.

Still Luffy. Still golden. Yet softer.

“There’s value in broken things,” Law muttered, eyes darting away to stare out at the proud sunflowers circling the trampled section of the field.

“Shishishi, Torao has value,” Luffy nodded resolutely, a knowing gleam in those mischievous eyes. His fingers slipped between Law’s, tips curling against the latter’s palm. The sheer heat pulsing from Luffy’s skin nearly made Law gasp. His own hands were cold, clammy, unsure. Luffy’s were pure confidence.

“Wha… What?” Law faltered.

“Wanna know something cool?” Luffy leaned into Law’s side, knee knocking against his, bouncing their tangled fingers with the movement. He pointed to the sunflower head in Law’s lap. “They grow their seeds, you know? When they die, you harvest their seeds and plant them. Then they grow again! Robin taught me that!”

It never failed to astound Law just how much Luffy could say with so few words.

It did not take a genius to surmise that the general shape and hue of the flower granted it with its name, resembling the sun itself. However, it was also not that much a stretch, Law supposed, to liken the very flower to Luffy.

Not only due to appearance – a head of darkness surrounded by a halo of yellow – but due to his very essence.

When Law had first laid eyes upon the Straw Hat captain, he had been underwhelmed. He had heard so much of the insane band of pirates who had declared war with the government, he had been disappointed to see that their menacing leader was a scrawny teen in a ratty hat.

Then, he had punched a Celestial Dragon. Then, he had broken in and out of Impel Down. Then, he had stormed Marineford with a band of misfits, narrowly escaping with his life thanks to Law himself. Looking at it as it was, a linear progression of impossible miracles, Law felt almost embarrassed that he had even considered that Luffy and co. would follow a plan. You couldn’t cage the sun and tell it not to shine. Even if obscured by rain clouds, the sun always broke through to share its light eventually.

The sun rose after the dawn, the bringer of light after darkness, the new beginning of tomorrow.

Sunflowers represented longevity, happiness, and loyalty. If Law was a betting man, he would put money that the symbolism surrounding them pointed to him reigning as the King of the Pirates for a long time.

Though, in a way, Law was a sunflower too. Broken down. Beaten up. Yet, slowly learning that he could plant his seeds and grow once more in the light of a new age, in the light of a new existence, in his light.

“Nico-ya is quite knowledgeable about most plants,” Law admitted. He felt the surge of blood through his veins, each vessel racing to be first, as a pink blush dusted his cheeks. “I’m sure she is also aware that, when unable to face the sun, sunflowers face each other as their substitute for light.”

Luffy laughed at that, “Like the sunflowers are Nakama!”

Law found himself unable to hold back a small smirk, sneaking a glance at the man next to him, as bright as the sun, dwarfing the moon in his luminescence. “I’m starting to understand why the Pirate Empress thinks so highly of you.”

“Hancock? What’s she got to do with this?”

“Nothing, Straw Hat-ya,” Law squeezed the fingers slotted between his own, “She’s got nothing to do with this.”

[waaaaanakin-crywalker]

some minor character quirk headcanons about my Malak and Revan that have absolutely no relevance to the story except to make them feel like real people:

- Revan can only sleep on his side, bc sleeping on his back makes him more likely to have nightmares for some reason

- Malak kicks in his sleep. not bc of nightmares or anything, he just kicks and moves a lot. he’s also an insomniac, and is awful to share a tent/bed with.

- Revan actually really, really loves dance clubs, but never gets to go bc he’s such a high-priority target for assassination. he also likes the occasional gambling, even if he’s not actually very good. he still has NO idea how to play pazaak and refuses to learn.

- Malak likes painting with ink (as opposed to digital or paint) as a side hobby. he doesn’t think he’s very good at it.

- Revan is a very good pilot and driver (though not as good as, say Anakin), but ironically tends to get quite motion-sick if he has to be passenger.

- Malak, on the other hand, has a fuckin need for speed and terrifies Revan (and most others) with his flying habits. he continues to claim that he hasn’t been in a single wreck that was solely his fault. Revan blames his bouts of motion sickness on Malak even if Malak is not physically present and has nothing to do with the situation.

- there’s a handful of words that Revan still pronounces with his native Naboo accent. he never notices this and Malak never points it out in case he stops.

- Malak was brought to the Jedi when he was barely a toddler bc in this house we ignore any EU canon we want to. anyway he doesn’t remember anything from his past, though he’s tried looking - albeit, not with any real effort - via genetic searches.

- Revan’s father and sister are almost certainly Mandalorian. Revan himself has never once shown interest in trying to meet them.

- Revan’s birthname is the unisex ‘Kyrie,’ though occasionally he used the more masculine Kyros before he took the name Revan. similar to a transman named Jamie occasionally using James.

- Malak was beloved by his teachers due to his easy temperament and dedication to learning and following the ways of the Jedi.

- Revan was an excellent student as well, in habits, attitude, and general intelligence. he was that one kid with the color-coded binders and who always made and shared flashcards with the rest of the class. he was an utter terror to any older Jedi he felt didn’t live up to his standards as a teacher, though. as you can imagine, he later despises Quatra.

- Revan and Kreia are genuinely fond of each other, they just also kinda hate each other, too. in private, Revan refers to Kreia as ‘that bitch’ just as much as she calls him ‘shitty little brat.’ they’re surprisingly ride or die, though.

- admittedly, as a child, Revan really was a complete brat and a shitty little know-it-all. he got better eventually.

- in contrast, child Malak was sweet as could be. he suffered from significant separation anxiety, though, especially regarding Revan. 

- Master Vandar was Malak’s favorite Jedi Master. Revan’s favorite, on the other, was none other than Master Vrook, because Revan has a deep respect for teachers who are competent AND have enough of a backbone to put him in his place. it certainly helps that Vrook gladly handled most of the medical/legal logistics and expenses for Revan’s transition, too.

- Revan is all but a teetotaler, mostly because he’s paranoid - and rightly so - that someone will attack him if he gets drunk.

- Malak is nearly immune to alcohol, but he likes the social aspect of drinking with friends. it builds rapport!

- Malak’s first crush was on a Togruta boy visiting Dantooine as part of a merchant convoy. Revan’s first crush was one of the older Jedi Knights who frequently looked after the younglings (basically cool older babysitter lmao). both Malak and Revan are bisexual bc in this house we are all bi/pansexual.

- neither Revan nor Malak have had serious romantic relationships even into their 30s bc, well, Jedi and being the leaders of two wars. between the two of them, Malak is more casual about sex. Revan has had a few ONS but wants a complete background check and security scan done on them first. in fairness to Revan, he has been seduced by an enemy spy before, and refuses to make the same mistake twice.

- but boy howdy does Revan have a thing for Canderous, who happens to be exactly his type. Mandalorian? check. muscular? of course. silver fox? hell yeah. if he and Malak were still friends at this point, Malak would 100% be making an obnoxious number of Freudian jokes about it.

- Revan does enjoy flirting, but never actually finds it sexy? he does it mostly for the banter. he’s surprised when Bastila takes it seriously.

- Revan and Canderous could move in together and be all but formally married and honestly Revan would still claim that it’s just a fling. Canderous is perfectly fine with this.

- seemingly like only three stores in the entire galaxy carry Malak’s shoe size in his preferred style. his feet aren’t even that big, the universe just hates him.

- I don’t know anything about the Jedi Exile bc I haven’t played KOTOR 2 but mine is named Heloise.

[snootysith]

I really like looking through your tags about your tyranny oc ru! Any more Fun Facts you’d be willing to share? (also loving archons favourite, cant wait to see more :D)

It really means a lot to me when Ru catches anyone’s fancy.

As for Archon’s Favorite, I’ve been juggling which other moments in Ru’s life that won’t be a flashback scene in the other Tyranny fic I’m also writing (Old, Bored, and Tired) but I’m open to anything at this point. Prompts, a random word, or whatever dropped in my inbox. 

-> FUN FACTS

This portrait is basically what Ru looks like though he has a long scar slashed horizontally across his face. (Courtesy of Mark.)

Ru’s full name is Xiaoru (pronounced: “Shee-AH-oh-roo”) but he sticks to Ru because his name is very old-fashioned. No last name. He’s been an orphan as long as he can remember.

At age 24, Ru stands tall at 6'2” / 185 cm.

Before he was Tunon’s page, Ru grew up in a brothel as a kitchen boy stuck with cleaning duties, though he dabbled in cooking and petty thievery on the side.

Ru steals expensive or rare trinkets simply because he likes finery and gets a thrill in taking something that belongs to someone else.

Nudity does not phase Ru at all and he views sex as just another skill to be honed and enjoyed. He (quietly) nurtures romantic feelings for only a select few, notably and most recently Brennix, Ashe’s late son.

Ru dual wields twin hook swords.   

Ru recalls Kyros’ Law with startling clarity after Tunon made him write lines from it over and over and over as punishment for any misdeeds— of which there were many.

Ru’s favorite treat are honey loaves.

Ru is trans and bisexual.

[salty-shenanigans]

Little ref of my new Fursona, Kyro (pronounced Cairo). They are a 5'3", chubby wolf. They were glasses and a brown scarf. Also I drew them while listening to Bob Ross.

[ssnakey-b]

FF8 English-French translarison, part 9: Make it Raine

Hey, everyone! Welcome back to the continuous comparison of the English and French versions of my favourite video game of all time, Samurai Zombie Na- wait no, Final Fantasy VIII. And we finally start the content from CD 2. This being the Winhill dream, I suggest keeping a handkerchief handy as a result of the waterfall of feels that is about to be unleashed.

We start with "Uncle Laguna” (aaawwww!) being called by Ellone. This brings up the first difference. although for once, it isn’t one specific line but something that carries over the whole thing. You may remember that in the English version, the text shows Ellone speaking in a typical toddler speak where she doesn’t quite pronounce every word right.

The French version doesn’t do that. She does use childish sentences, but nothing in the text suggests that she is mispronouncing words.

I was actually very surprised throughout most of the dream sequence how close the two translations were though. It’s got to be the most consistent part of the game yet. There are small differences, though, like this:

Remember how in the English version, Laguna tells Ellone that monsters will “catch you and then they’ll suck all your blood out!” if she isn’t careful? That already seems like a gruesome image to give to a small child, but the French version is even worse! There, Laguna says that they will not only catch her but also rip out her eyes, then drink all her blood. Jesus, Laguna, I know you want to keep her safe, but holy crap.

Downstairs, we have another one. After Ellone asks if she’s been a good girl, Laguna says yes and turns to a picture of her biological parents (Nnggh! Can’t cry now, we’ve only just started!). In the English text, he calls them “Ellone’s father and mother” even when addressing them directly, but in the French version, he calls them “Daddy and mommy Ellone”. Nnnggggh!! Gotta hold it in or I won’t make it through this post!

God, everything about this scene is such a tear-jerker. Ellone’s general cuteness, Laguna caring so much for her, the fact that he keeps the memory of her parents alive to help her cope, the bullet holes still in the wall.

Also, there’s a small detail I literally only noticed for the first time while taking screenshots for this. There’s a cane propped up against the table or counter in the foreground. Now, that may be a coincidence, but do you think perhaps Laguna was the one using it while recovering it? If so, it’s a brilliant way to subtly tell a story without showing every detail.

Another small one. In the English version, when Laguna calls to Ellone to tell her the ways is clear, he says “now’s your chance” and Ellone replies with “Cha-nce!”, which I’m guessing means she’s repeating it in a sing-song way?

In the French version though, he says “Ellone! Now’s the time” and she says “Here I go!”. The sing-song repetition thing is a bit weird to me. Is that something that’s associated with child-like behaviour in English-speaking countries?

Then, we have two changes for the price of one. First, there’s a difference in dialogue as shown above. The thing is, “bêtise” isn’t a word that can directly be translated into English, it’s a somewhat childish word for something bad or stupid. It comes from “bête”, which i can best translate as “silly”. So basically, she’s saying “I’ve been naughty.”

You may also notice that she’s whispering it to Laguna in English but says it out loud in French. I kind of like the idea of her whispering it to Laguna as it very much is something little kids do with adults but at the same time, I guess I can understand why the French version wouldn’t do that as it would make more sense for Raine to be able to hear them that way.

Speaking of that! When playfully scolding her for breaking her promise, English Laguna replies with “Too baaaad...” and Raine then scolds him by telling her “Use proper English when speaking to Ellone!”

Man, I love Raine, she doesn’t take any shit. Such a shame she doesn’t get more scene. Also, good to see that much like how the French translation decided the characters are speaking French in-universe, so does the English version with speaking English.

But anyway, that’s different in the French version, unsurprisingly. Here, Laguna calls Ellone a piggyhead and Raine says “Laguna! When speaking to Ellone, talk to her properly!”. Also, I think the translator made a small mistake as when Laguna says he’s been naughty, there’s a word missing and he says “J’ai fait bêtise!”, which is kind of the equivalent of him going “I’ve naughty!”. Maybe it’s just the translator giving him a childish speech pattern.

But there is a far more unforgivable mistake...

Kyros?! KYROS?!! Yes, for whatever reason, Kiros’ name is misspelled as Kyros here, and it happens again twice during this section and, as far as I remember, in no other part of the game. That’s just weird. This is truly the hugest of deals, I hope the translator cut off their pinky finger as penance.

On the plus side, considering that typo doesn’t happen in the English version, I guess that lends credence to my theory of the French version not being based on it.

Alright, so here are the differences in the multiple-choice conversation:

- When Kyros Kiros says life’s boring with Laguna as entertainment, in the English version, Laguna answers “that’s a harsh thing to say. I’ve been living a  productive life here.”

In the French version, he says pretty much the same thing (literally “Here, I have a pretty full life”) but oddly, the part about Kiros’ remark being harsh isn’t there. Then again, I’m not sure if English Laguna means Kiros is being harsh on himself for saying his life is boring without Laguna, or if it’s harsh of him to imply the reason he went to find Laguna is for entertainment. I do wonder if it’s English version that added that of if it’s the French version that removed it.

- The D-District is called “Zone D” in French;

- Not sure if I missed it earlier or it didn’t come up, but the English version of the game calls the place where Julia played the piano a night club whereas the French one calls it a bar;

- English Laguna calls Ellone “Elle” for short (and IIRC that’s something the orphanage kid do as well). That doesn’t happen in the French version;

- Instead of “I’m looking forward to the battles,” French Kiros says “I haven’t fought in a while...”;

- Interestingly, when picking the option of Squall wondering “where am I?” a second time, English Laguna  thinks to himself that he knows there’s something here but he doesn’t know it’s saying, but French Laguna thinks “Odd... It’s as if someone was talking inside my head.

That’s probably the biggest deviation in the whole sequence. I kind of like the more vague take on it in the English version. “Voices in the head” is kind of a fantasy cliché, even if it’s not for the usual reasons here, so I like the idea that Laguna instead feels a presence but can’t figure out what it’s about.

And that’s it for the conversation between Kiros and Laguna. There is however one last difference once you end it and they’re getting ready to go on their patrol. In the English version, Raine tells him “Your work for what you eat” but in the French one, she says “appetite comes with work” which makes it less explicit that she expects him to work if he’s going to eat her food.

I kind of like the English version better again because it further highlights the fact that this is her place and while she is gentle and loving, she also expects people to carry their weight.

At the end of the patrol, English Kiros says Raine “seems like a really nice person. But easily taken in by a hotshot,” while French Kiros says “She seems like a nice person. Maybe too nice...”

And if you thought English Kiros calling Laguna a hotshot was a bit rude, get a load of what French Kiros has to say on the way back:

He refers to what Laguna does as “this useless patrol”! Wow, Kiros, that’s almost Squall-level mean. Also, considering we get to fight multiple monsters during this section, I would consider it anything but useless. Imagine the state of the town if there wasn’t a hunter around.

And yet, French Laguna takes it better than English Laguna does to Kiros calling it “this patrol thing”. English Laguna goes “’Thing’?! What’re you callin’ ‘THING’?!” while French Laguna goes “Useless patrol? What do you mean?”.

Thinking about it, he was also lot more collected when reminding Kiros of Raine’s name earlier. He simply stated “Her name is Raine”, whereas his English counterpart goes “ Her name’s Raine. Raine. OK!?”

When we go back to the pub, the conversation between Ellone and Raine is pretty much the same, except when Raine finishes saying Laguna wouldn’t be happy being stuck in a small, quiet village, English Raine says “...Ouuu, it makes me so mad” while French Raine says “it makes me sad...”

I don’t know I just find the difference in tones amusing. And here’s the most bizarre difference in that dream segment:

Laguna only pretends to be out of breath in the English version. It’s not changed to different dialogue in the French one or anything, that speech box just isn’t there.

But I know what the question on your minds is. What is the French name for the Buchubuchus and Bunbuns?

Well hold on to your panties, because here it is:

Wait, what?! Okay, we’ve seen some pretty strange differences in these two translations so far, but the fact that “Buchubuchus” of all things is present in both translations has got to be the weirdest thing I’ve seen in this whole project yet. Sadly, the Bunbuns are nowhere to be found in the French version, presumably eaten by the word count.

And that’s it for this dream section. And unfortunately, that freak Kyros returns to play us off:

You disgust me, Kyros.

i noticed that the typo sticks around for that entire last bit of dialogue, which makes me wonder if there were two different translators working on this and poor communication caused the inconsistency, but if that’s the case, it’s really weird that they’d not only have two different people working on the same segment, and that it’s the only moment in the entire game where something like that happens.

Anyway, that wraps up part 9. Next time, we will go to prison. As ever, I hope you had fun reading all that. If you have any questions or remarks, don’t hesitate to drop an ask or a comment and if you enjoy the translarison and wish to see it grow, please reblog this post. It’s the only way to keep Kyros at bay.

[dark-twist-fairytales]

For the Assassi's, what are their main roles? I know Riker is the leader, but what do the others do in the group? What are their specialties?

The evil cackle that left me-

For a bit of clarification: Nicknames are VERY situational based. Very rarely is their actualy names used outside of the cave, unless it's with stores.

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Riker, aka Orange, is the leader of The Assassi's. He was the one to build it up, with many members coming and going (many of them leaving due to their own will). He cares a lot about the member's safety and health, and doubles as a trainer with on the spot first-aid.

Some nicknames include: Orange, Rik, Blondie (Purple only (lighthearted)), medic (used when in a medical sense), and sir (used in a authority sense)

~

Joey, aka Raspberry, is able to dig and dive on anything. They're more of a supporter in research, but is very useful on field as well. Her ability to spot loopholes in rules and laws, but also plan out ways in and out is incredible. With her being the smallest, that also comes in use when it needs to be.

Some nicknames include: Raspberry, Jo-Jo (Green commonly), JJ, Sherlock (used in a research sense), and Kore (used in an action sense)

~

Kyro, aka Green, is very brute-strength and grounded. They don't know the meaning of fear, but gets kept in line by their lover, Raspberry. They have been with The Assassi's the longest, right beside Orange, and has earned their spot there. They won't let anyone know that they're practically right hand to Orange, but to anyone who was already there, it is very clear that they confide in each other. Their silent nature and strength makes them a good bodyguard, real or fake, and with their knowledge of blades and blood splatter, they're better at close up assassinations than they are afar.

Some nicknames include: Green, Ky (pronounced like 'Kia'), Jordan (used in a bodyguard/assassination sense), Storm (used as a codename in public) and Mx. Quiet (Blue only (lighthearted))

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Marco, aka Blue, is a very sharp shot with more than just a sniper rifle. His extensive knowledge on guns and bombs makes him good for backup and long shots. He does run his mouth a lot and is stubborn to hold his own, but he has taught himself that there are times when to and when NOT to. He does slip up, because he is human afterall. He is the most likely to be on field and in the public eye, but his nature of quick-faking makes him near invisible.

Some nicknames include: Blue, Marc (very common), Marcello (used when in public eye/bomb threat), Snipe (used when sniping), and Mr. Secluded (Joking by The Assassi's for how little is known about him)

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Malcolm, aka Purple, is the most recent member of The Assassi's. There is history between him and Orange that is currently unknown, but their already formed bond makes the members trust him just a bit more, as Orange very rarely allows friends to come around. He is similar to a joker card able to help out in certain things, like helping Raspberry in more technological things, Green with training on quick and smaller targets (a skill they have admitted on needing practice on), and Blue in finding ways to help expand his knowledge. Overall, he does best as training, but does hold is own in more silent distant situations, and distractions.

Some nicknames include: Purple, Malli (very common), Cross (used when needing to help someone), and Crow (used when being a distraction)

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Overall, with the inclusion of Purple, the group has become a bigger threat than they were before, but there are certain things they do that make the public eye question if they're as alone as they claim.

When not called by their colors, they're called by the common code names: Sir, Storm, Kore, Snipe, and Cross

[audisneygirl]

Concerning Jedi Names...

“I read in a book once that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but I’ve never been able to believe it.  I don’t believe a rose would be as nice if it was called a thistle or a skunk cabbage.” - Anne Shirley (L.M. Montgomery)

Being an avid fantasy reader, name etymology has always fascinated me.  When I was much younger, my bestie and I would look for clues in the Harry Potter series, desperate for more information.  One of the things we did, way back in the day y’all, was look up the meaning of each character’s name.  Surprisingly, there was some extremely telling information. Therefore, I propose to dissect some of the character names of our beloved Star Wars.  Also, this is simply for fun.  Let us begin.

Luke-   In Latin-American, the name Luke means -light. Leia-    In English, the name Leia means -Meadow.

Han Solo-  I think the important part of this name is the ‘solo’ part.  Before meeting Luke and Leia, Han and Chewy tended to do things by themselves. He’s more or less a type of lone wolf. 

Padme (a form of Padma)-    In Indian, the name Padma means -goddess.

Anakin-   In American, the name Anakin means -warrior.

Yoda-  This is simply conjecture, but I believe he was named for the Hebrew letter Yodh.  It is the smallest letter of the Hebrew alphabet.  :-)

There are lots more, and there are some that still leave me pondering.  What I really want to focus on now though are the main characters from the new trilogy.

Rey-  It coincides with an English word meaning “beam of light”

Kira (Rey’s original name)-   From Κυρος (Kyros), the Greek form of the Persian name Kūrush, which may mean “far sighted” or “young”.

Finn-   From Irish fionn (older Irish finn) meaning “fair” or “white”.

Poe-   Abrams got Poe from his daughters Polar bear who was named Poe (short for “polar bear”).

Kylo Ren-  There is no translation of Kylo, so the closest name to it is Kyle.  From a Scottish surname which was derived from Gaelic caol meaning “narrows, channel, strait”.  Ren is even more interesting.   From Japanese 蓮 (ren) meaning “lotus”, 恋 (ren) meaning “love”, or other kanji which are pronounced the same way.

Ben Solo-   From the Hebrew name בִּנְיָמִין (Binyamin) which means “son of the south” or “son of the right hand”.  Solo, as I theorized earlier, is a reference to being a lone wolf.

Food for thought:  Kylo is literally a channel or a vessel for Snoke right now(Kyle), but deeply rooted in himself is the capacity to love (Ren).  If Kylo is truly to be redeemed back to Ben Solo, that means fully embracing the fact that Han was his father.  So if he calls himself Ben Solo again he will literally be saying,

 “ I am the son of Solo!”

Something kind of fun….if Kylo is granted the rank/title of Darth Ren, then his name would literally mean….Dark Love or Shadow warrior Love.

Boom.

[irregularwebcomic]

[Irregular Webcomic! #4246](https://ift.tt/2W1xMZT)

Two things: Firstly: Kyros is clearly impersonating the sound of an annoying insect as a signal that Lambert is incorrect, because naturally he wouldn't have ever had any experience with an electric buzzer. Secondly, and I must preface this with the fact that it partially explains the joke, so if you'd rather try to figure out everything in the comic yourself, without reading my explanation of it, then maybe avoid reading any further: I wrote this comic wanting Kyros, Dwalin, Mordekai, and Draak to all be dropping hints of monsters that start with Y, which Lambert is too oblivious to get. The other constraint of course is that Draak must speak monosyllabically. There are precious few canonical D&D monsters that start with Y in the first place - the main ones I missed referencing are the yellow musk creeper and its attendant yellow musk zombies. I struck on the idea of Draak saying "You want I go?", with his first three words essentially pronouncing the well known monster race known as the yuan-ti. Now some of you will probably already be thinking: "That's not how yuan-ti is pronounced." Indeed, after completing the comic, I checked if there was any pronunciation guide... and found to my horror that every single one I found said that the last syllable is pronounced "tee", not "tie". However, I'm going to make an argument that the pronunciation of clearly wholesale invented words should not be dictated. I'm an Australian English speaker, and my natural reaction when first seeing the syllable "ti" in this previously unencountered word (over 30 years ago) was to pronounce it as "tie", not "tee". Just because that's different to the reaction of a typical American English speaker doesn't make it wrong. I (and 24 million other Australians) already pronounce a very large number of words differently to American English (and I defy anyone to tell every Australian that they pronounce more than 50% of their vocabulary wrong) - why should an American publisher tell me (and 24 million other Australians) how I should pronounce some other word, when it might be read more naturally with a different pronunciation by those using a different dialect of English? Anyway, it was easier for me to write the above paragraph than to change the dialogue in the comic. So there you have it. 😀

[chromemuffin]

Shoukoku no Altair Liveblogging (Chapter 14)

The pages that actually have the chapter number and title have been sort of boring, so have a dressed up Mahmut. At least it’s not women’s clothes this time. He should actually do this more often. It certainly makes him less conspicuous. And he looks adorable no matter what he’s wearing. Notice how they let him keep a full length glove on his left arm...

Chapter 14: The Iron Chains

We jump right into Mahmut’s Grand Plan that hopefully will not blow up in his face like the others.

If you follow my Captive Prince liveblog, you’ll know I love dark humor. “I don’t mean for these to be the clothes I’m buried in.” Coming from a kid who is usually quite serious, and with a little half smile while he’s saying it.

But I do agree with Kyros, it would probably be best if he did change his outfit for each location he goes to. It’s easy to pick him out as ‘Mahmut Pasha’ because Turkiye clothing + tiny kid traveling on his own can really only equal so many people.

Unless he actually wants to be recognized. Still not really sure what the goal of his travels is, aside from ‘gain worldly experience’. I’m not sure Mahmut himself knows what he’s doing, tbh. So far he’s decided to follow the breadcrumb trail of spies Zaganos has, but it’s not like they ever discussed what he’s supposed to do with that.

Friends in high places are so useful.

The words here are grainy, the only thing I can make out is the word 船 (ship). Which doesn’t help identify them.

Interesting arguments going on here.

What happened to the old Phoenician Empire, though? Apollonius implies the very thing Constantinos believes made it thrive was actually very foolish. Which is not an unreasonable belief to have, back then.

And Constantinos voices my concern last chapter: a country that treats its people badly will eventually be its own downfall. It yields results, as we can see happening, but for how many decades and centuries?

The manga hasn’t really explained 100% what happens to countries taken over by the Empire. They fight in the army, of course, and apparently have no self-governance anymore. I wonder if that is all. If that’s really it, that’s probably why Apollonius just wants to give into them and skip the useless resistance.

I love this look of frustration.

First, I like it when the little distress sweat marks are drawn over inanimate objects.

Second, how the heck did they get a leak?

Yay for these bats looking like actual bats!

That is some serious finger strength.

Ok, but HOW. ARE YOU GOING TO. SNEAK PAST A FLEET OF SHIPS. ON A SHIP.

I get that this is the “speed first” model of boat but still.

Also, notice the little featureless person standing  behind the pole. lol

Poor Mahmut, trying to be all leader-y and everyone just shoots him down.

“Yeah, ok, let’s just go.”

That guy second from the right though. Is sort of interesting. They’re speaking the same language, the manga indicated when they were speaking Araba way back, but I wonder if the guy is confused by the word peril or the way Mahmut is pronouncing it...

Aw, she’s cute.

I think these are the people Kyros normally hangs out with, which explains why they don’t really care for Mahmut’s speeches. Oh well, better luck next time, kid.

Whelp, this doesn’t look menacing or anything.

What gamble, Constantinos. The dissenters are probably serious about wanting to escape the Empire, and not intending on selling out the Phoenicians, but I can’t imagine the Empire not taking advantage.

I love how the pen leaves the panel, and the dramatic indication of his writing distorts the frame.

Oh yeah, you wanna bet?

SEE???

The irony of the bright rays of light shining upon the invading ship is not lost on me.

Well, looks like you aren’t going on your seafaring adventure just yet. This should be an interesting fight...

← back・onward →

[rointeuk]

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Conservatories have unique requirements when it comes to heating. What's more, heating your conservatory in winter can be a challenge. For instance, central heating might not be the best idea because of UK regulations about heating conservatories.

This is because of their glass structure, high ceilings and large number of external walls, meaning that heat escapes very quickly. In fact, experts estimate that heat escapes 8 times faster from the  glass walls and ceiling of a conservatory. That means you need heating that's energy efficient.

This is also reflected in the pronounced temperature changes in a conservatory throughout the year, mainly because of its glass structure. On sunny days, conservatories heat up quickly because of the glass walls. But what are the options for heating our conservatories?

1)      Central heating

If your house is already centrally heated, it's possible to connect it to your conservatory. To do this you'll need to install a thermostat for the radiator.

This means that you can control the temperature of your conservatory separately from the rest of your house, but you must make sure to comply with all UK building regulations.

These building regulations can be a real headache when adding this type of heating and there are equally effective methods with fewer complications.

2)      Underfloor heating

Underfloor heating can be a great way to heat a conservatory. It uses heated water pipes or a dry system of electrical heating.

The downside of installing underfloor heating in your conservatory is that it cools down much more quickly than other methods and it's a bit more expensive to install than the alternatives.

Underfloor heating also means doing work as you need to dig up the floor underneath the conservatory to install it, meaning it's more economical to install it when you build the conservatory.

 3)      Air conditioning

This heating method has a double benefit: in the summer the air conditioning can be used to keep your conservatory cool and comfortable and in the winter you can use it as heating.

The downsides of air conditioning are that it's a noisy way to heat an area, sometimes the noise can be annoying, especially when you've got it on the maximum setting. It can also be more expensive than other methods.

Air conditioning creates unstable temperatures across the home and also attracts dust particles which can have negative effects on family health, causing pneumonia, fever and colds and coughs.

4)      Electric heating

Electric heating is one of the best heating solutions for conservatories because it's incredibly versatile and, according to recent studies, up to 65% of the energy used in homes in the UK comes from heating, meaning it's very important to know which heating options are energy efficient.

Recently, electric heaters have included new, faster-acting components that are more energy efficient and easier to program.

Electric heating is easier and cheaper to install in your home as you don't need any special permission to install it and there are no restrictions on the design of the room.

Installing radiators like those from BuyRointe is easy and simple, and so that you can see just how easy it is, have a look at this video.

Another point in favour of electric heating is the safety issue, especially if you use gas, it's cheaper than gas and creates no pollution and there are no carbon monoxide emissions.

The question to ask therefore is: which Buy Rointe products are available for my conservatory?

Kyros series radiators for conservatories:

The Kyros series radiators for conservatories are specially designed to be installed under windows or on low walls, to optimise air convection.

With advanced energy-saving technology and pre-installed programs, the Kyros series will make your life easier. It's available in three sizes.

They are made from aluminium to guarantee maximum comfort with low energy consumption and include Fuzzy Logic Energy Control, patented technology that maintains an even temperature.

They also include a new generation of programs to optimise energy consumption for our products, so you can choose the one that best suits you and your lifestyle. Thanks to this technology you can program the radiator 24 hours a day, seven days a week, especially with our Basic and Air ranges.

These features are why we believe our range of Kyros radiators for conservatories are the best option for you, as they combine technology, design and energy saving in one.

You'll find all the information you need about these radiators on our website.

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Tunon: The chaos you’ve sown everywhere is unacceptable. You cast yourself so far outside the established order, and I [Record scratch] I can’t—I just CAN’T EVEN DEAL WITH IT.

Sound cut: *Beep beep*

Barik: I’m a weapon bond to you only by duty. No freaky deaky.

*Beep beep*

Lantry: Point taken. I will make no note on the subject for the time being, except for what happened to my accent. [Cough]

*Beep beep*

Eb: The Archon’s more fragile than I susspe— speh, speh speh speh.

*Beep beep*

Graven Ashe: [Maniacal cackle] Oh you putting big words out there!

*Beep beep*

Barik: [Voice cracking from desperation] I would be out of this armor if I could do this!

*Beep beep*

Nerat: Ever the loyalist. Prepare yourself for a second cage, Barik the Di— Barik of the Dithfavored. Phlaffuring Fuckertash!

*Beep beep*

Barik: Get up, girl! [Sobbing] He was… the most human… of all of us— Spock!

*Beep beep*

Eb: Considering all the things that don’t think to bother you the slightest, I’m not gonna lie, I kinda like getting o— I’m kin— I— Mm— [To the side] hmph! Reading.

*Beep beep*

Verse: The last thing I need or want is a hug from the shambling junk keep— Junk huuuuuurrrrgggghhhhhhh. [Disappears off screen] Junk, heap. Junk heap, okay.

*Beep beep*

Nerat: We will have your bones fashioned into a sceptre, you skin knotted into a belt, and your tongue fed to crav—feh—heh— I’m good with the words speaking.

*Beep beep*

Sirin: Fatebinder! It is always such a pleasure to speak with you. [To voice director] Do I sound sarcastic? [Laughs]

*Beep beep*

Nerat: Good ear, young fatebinder! When the Vendrini guar— Vendrinen guard, VenDRIEN gua— Vendrien—fuck my life!

*Beep beep*

Tunon: The court may never recover from this blow, but at least I can seek some final satisfaction out of you, and NOW I understand the line better!

*Beep beep*

Sirin: Goodbye, Fatebinder. [Snaps fingers] I, AM, OUTTIE.

*Beep beep*

Eb: The band is too small to be a serious threat to the Dissfavored or the Chorus— [chuckles]

Valerie Arem: Darn it! The Dithfavored! [Still laughing] Can, can we ju… it’s like a Pinky and the Brain line at this point for me! [Inhales, resets.]Urgh!

*Beep beep*

Verse: Classic example of the Overlord’s devastation, like a battering lamb that e— lamb? A battering lamb.

[Voice Director: I was just kinda thinking about, you know, deep fry— (???)]

Allegra Clark: Can you imagine instead of a battering ram, an actual battering lamb. Like a MEEEHH, bloop!

*Beep beep*

Eb: Now that I stand at the top, the only chant I will start is a chant of disarmament. I will not throw them into the charnel pit.

Valerie Arem: Oh! I— I s— totally faked it on charnel I was so glad I chased that I had no idea if that was how it was pronounced. [Laughs] Oh happiness! ^_^

*Beep beep*

Lantry: I think she has great potential. A dangerous amount of potential, to be blunt. The Scarlet Furries— Ha! Furies! Sorry! I’ve been at a convention.

*Beep beep*

Killsy: Thought would stalk small pack of sages near den place call Burning Library. But Sages b—[Stumbles on next syllable] fuck. Ahem.

*Beep beep*

Ashe: Perhaps another catastrophe that will punish our foes for hiding behind their [sudden change of tone] walls? [Cackles] I get to the—

[breaks character and laughs]

Kirk Thornton: I saw the question mark way to late! [Still laughing]

*Beep beep*

Barik: The Adjudicator certainly taught you everything he knows about being a inedebedeburdeBerDURpassthehand!

*Beep beep*

Lantry: What’s that, you say? Flocks of nubile lasses with an interest in old man who knows history? You need a definitive trectatus?— tracTAtus! Dammit! [inhales angrily] Urgh.

*Beep beep*

Sirin: You can’t be serious, Fatebinder. Don’t ask me to do this. [Prolonged gasp as Voice Director explains what is about to happen.] AURGH…. WHAT THE FUCK, MAN? This shit just got real.

*Beep beep*

Mark: Won’t have much of anything left once the Adj—Adjfucker— Shit! [Awkward tittering] One more time.

*Beep beep*

Lantry: Sustaining it, and if enough people fear it, even growing a beh- ahahoho, poo.

*Beep beep*

Nerat: You have exhausted your usefulness, and we will delight in tattooing our sigil on your fla— [garbled syllables] ong nyour nya nyer.

*Beep beep*

Barik: And the strength of our legion, is in— [Bumping sound] me hitting the mic stand, boomshakalaka.

*Beep beep*

Verse: You piece of shit! Do you know how hard I’ve work to sta—[strangled] uuuuaaaaarrrrrrggghhhhh. [Disappears off screen again.]

*Beep beep*

Lantry: Scholars hypothesize the Scourges are born of magic. The Oldwalls and their— oo, shit. Crech? Creché? [Voice Direction corrects.] Crèche? Crèche. Somebody’s gone to school… it wasn’t the actor.

*Beep beep*

Nerat: Graven Ashe and Tunon have allied against us! You conspire to rob of— duh pfft pfffft pffftttt… to man— amange you! That’s— [sputtering, angry and frustrated] ERGH!

*Beep beep*

Graven Ashe: [Sound of a grizzly bulldog shaking off water?] Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreh…Heh.

*Beep beep*

Nerat: That simpleton Ashe is no doubt sobbing in his porridge over the [sudden realization of self incrimination] soldiers we killed— fuck!

*Beep beep*

Tunon: Either the Archon of shadows has lost his once indomitable pow— prowers, in combact, eh dep…[breaks character]

Ray Chase: Even the typo, ah, make sense. Comapt!

*Beep beep*

Verse: The most we do for each other is try not to get the other one killed, which is more than you can say for morse— urgh, my gawd. [Slurring, then] RA GA GYA GYA GYA- okay.

*Beep beep*

Tunon: Master, if you’ll join me upstairs. [Blushing] I will pledge fealty to you in the lawful manner.

Ray Chase: I do not want to know what THAT is. [Everyone laughs]

*Beep beep*

Graven Ashe: Would Kyros’ mighty spymaster please enlighten this gathering of allies with some scrap of stratIA—GLURERrrrrrr!

*Beep beep*

Nerat: We are legion, and you cannot stand against [voice cracks] us all. That was a stumble, fuck.

*Beep beep*

Eb, or rather Valerie Arem: Geez god fuck I can’t say any of that!

*Beep beep*

Lantry: I don’t imagine Kyros leaves anything to mere confidence coincidence in-conscious and all the other words I thought was. [Checks.] Coincidence.

*Beep beep*

Sirin: Burgh! [Throttling] Ergh! Wow! Hey, I got… bronchitis, hey!

*Beep beep*

Graven Ashe: So I will start protecting the peers— petitia—

*Beep beep*

Lantry: General Grumps is the wiser choice. It’s patently obvious which Archon he is truly loyal to— well derp, poopy head.

*Beep beep*

Verse: Welcome back, ass [Also gets bronchitis] hole. Ergh! Ass HOLE, like HOLler.

*Beep beep*

Eb: Perhaps now is a fine time to test the reach of your Edict—s. Oh, Edict- Eh huh, uh huh…

*Beep beep*

Tunon: I once thought that Kyros was the sole Overlord. The notion of rising to her eshe— eke— ektelon…[resigned inhale]

*Beep beep*

Xander Mobus: “Fatebinder of reeking discharge”? We’re going right to the fart jokes!

*Beep beep*

Nerat: [Mockinglyl] Fatebinder of reeking discharge.

*Beep beep*

*Fart noise and effect*

*Beep beep*

Verse: Phew! I can spell you— spell. [Elatedly] I can spell!

*Beep beep*

Mark?(Nope! IT'S NERAT!): You’re gonna have to kill ALL of us, ‘cause you’re my number one guy… Sorry, full jack.

*Beep beep*

Verse: Of all my days running with the Chorus, I think I enjoyed Ass gang the most.

Allegra Clark: I’d wanna be in Ass gang! That sounds great!