#master of sound

[mysticdragoni]

“Differences between Sound and Frequency.”

Sound takes the sound around them, including their own voice, and magnifying it.

Sound’s vision typically looks like this, even if the elemental master can see, their sight is still altered in some degree. Similar to echo location. Their vision is lessened to focusing on sound. Which is why it works so well that the new Master of Sound is Merlopian.

Frequency is slightly different, though frequency can pick up sound, their vision is focused on what causes the vibrations, like so. They see less color, picking up frequency in the air and focusing on certain targets.

So if you were to be silent, you would appear blurry to the Master of Frequency.

So similar, but slight variations. Oscilla can also alter your moods or create frequencies that calm or anger others.

[gentlemanjackkk]

— Past Elemental Master of Sound!🪕

My headcanon: His name is Ozan because in Turkish it means poet or minstrel!

[tofuless]

Doodle of that lil challenge my brain wanted to do. I don't have enough time to finish this but I figured I'd throw it out there lol.

Oc fusion challenge is surprisingly fun

[dontlookforme00]

Oh my god you guys wait I just had the best idea. Master of Sound X Master of Light, they could have a completely normal relationship together. A blind guy and an invisible guy. Damn

[moxielynx]

what am I doing here

[idkaguyorsomething]

“ap gwilliam was the worst prime minister” doctor. babe. i know why you don’t tell your companions everything at once, but you’re really gonna tell them a bald-faced lie like that. your ex murdered a tenth of earth’s population and immediately turned the entire planet into a hellscape, there is some steep competition here

[xochimillilili]

Kinktober day 2: Knotting

Shit I wanna fuck my knot into my pretty little puppy so badly. Need to grip their hips and bend them over, keep them pinned down with my weight as I tear their underwear off. Shove their face lower into their plushie when they start whining that it won't fit, as I start shoving my thick throbbing cock between their legs

You're okay puppy, you're alright I've got you. I'm right here, I'll hold your hand, kiss your back and rub your hips. You're my good pup, my precious love and and I'm not stopping until I've popped my knot into your warm tight little fuck hole. We're not done until you're pumped full of my pups, and you're a blissed and fucked out puppy for me, and don't worry, I'll make it fit~

[tinkerbitch69]

Best part of the sound of drums/ last of the time lords is the shared arc Martha and Jack have of pining hard for the doctor despite believing him to be immortal and timeless and above such things as romantic connection only to see him simp big time for the genocidal megalomaniacal sadistic bigot who made their lives hell for a year and simultaneously realise

‘Wait, seriously?!!! THAT GUY???!!! That’s the guy we’re playing second fiddle to?!’

And both of them decide ‘hmm you know what? Maybe he ain’t worth it. He really ain’t all that.’

[t4tails]

is it just me or this some of the worst comedic screaming ever done

[themastergifs]

JOHN SIMM as THE MASTER Doctor Who - "The Sound of Drums"

[kbsd]

bucky egan // "free" by florence + the machine

the feeling comes so fast and i cannot control it i'm on fire, but i'm trying not to show it

[mipmoth]

It wasn't even a double battle

[izzystizzys]

There is a scratch mark on the floor of the Council chambers that Mace has never noticed before. Not a deep one, mind, quite shallow. This matters because it’s making the white-hot pulse of agony stabbing through his eyeballs ebb momentarily. Then, he chances a glance upwards at the fidgeting Knight in front of them, and it returns in full force.

Huh, he’s never seen Oppo Rancisis’ face turn that colour before.

“Hmm”, Master Yoda hums, deep and scratchy. His expression is unreadable even to Mace beyond a baseline gremlinness, and the force with which he grips the edges of his seat is making his bones creak. Master of the Order you should become, they said. Follow the calling of the Force, you should. A fulfilling purpose, it will be. Mace is going to hunt the little goblin for sport when this is all over, and he’s going to laugh the whole time.

“Show us the livestream again, could you, Knight Parvo?” Yoda asks. Mace bursts a capillary, he’s pretty sure, and so does poor Knight Parvo, whose orange Mon Cala skin tips all the way into blood red with stress. “Most unusual, this is.”

“Absolutely not!”, Ki Adi intervenes before Mace has to, thank the Force for little mercies. Plo Koon’s tusks tremble slightly with either suppressed laughter or abject horror, maybe both, and Stass Allie has her head in her hands. “The holo stills should be enough”, Ki Adi proceeds to add, and Mace has to reconsider all feelings of grace he just felt towards his fellow Councillor.

He never wants to watch Yoda zoom in on someone’s abs again. Or Depa raise her eyebrows at the curve of thighs bent over the dripping front of a speeder.

“Speeder Wash For Our Troops”, his former padawan reads out loud from a still of what has to be hundreds of the things gathered in the public senate parking lot. “Fund Our Boys And Get A Wet Seeing-To!” The series of images features dozens of Coruscant Guard troopers in various stages of unkitted, gleaming and shining with soap suds and water. The fact that the whole thing is also massive shatterpoint after massive shatterpoint is, quite frankly, insulting.

“Well hello- oh dear”, Obi-Wan’s blue form crackles to life in his chair, followed by several sounds of choking that are definitely not him. Good, Mace thinks acidly. If he has to deal with this, then so does kriffing Skywalker. “I’m sorry, why am I looking at Commander Thorn using a washrag like a lasso on top of a speeder?”

“Oh, the Guard’s little fundraising project”, Bail Organa says, as he steps into the Council chambers. Normally, Mace likes the man well enough. Now, he just smiles and adds on, “I’ve already donated, in mine and Breha’s name. Remotely, of course.”

“The Guard’s fundraising speeder wash?”, Obi-Wan repeats, edges of his holo form flickering with what Mace suspects is Skywalker very unsubtly trying to edge in. Force, but the man really is horrible at any and all stealth, like kissing his secret wife in an open arena in front of his Master. “And they are fundraising for…?”

“GAR budget allocations have to come from somewhere”, Organa shrugs. “And with the tide of public opinion turning, they’ve been tending towards cuts. The Guard feels them more keenly than any other sector - they’ve been reduced from half to quarter rations, and medical supplies have not made more than a token appearance in the last draft. The Chancellor has cancelled three consecutive meetings on the matter, and thus it was agreed that a more hands-on approach was needed. Any surplus will go into the Army fund.”

“Surely it can’t be that dire”, Oppo protests, a slightly less concerning shade of purple now. Senator Organa shrugs again, jostling the smattering of cracks slowly building around his person in a way that makes Mace wince quietly. “It’s all publicly available data, Masters.”

It really can be that dire, as it turns out. And quarter rations is only scratching the surface of how dire, considering the Guard has apparently never had access to bacta in all their posting, and also includes requisitioning forms available to the Senate for reconditionings and decommissionings, two words Mace has only heard Ponds whispers amidst shuddering in the early days of the war before Shaak Ti went off and just about tore some throats out over it.

“Alright”, he concedes, rubbing at his temples. “Fair enough, we have failed to tackle a massive blind spot in the Guard’s well being. There is no Jedi assigned to Coruscant, and that’s an oversight on our behalf. But how in the everloving kriff did this get past the Chancellor and Commander Fox?!”

Who have both signed, black on white. Bail Organa smiles cryptically. “Well, if you scroll a bit past that one image, up to the industrial speeder in the back - Commander Fox is currently having credits stuffed into his codpiece in the back, I believe.”

“HE’S WHAT IN THE WHAT NOW”, Commander Cody screeches through the speaker of Obi-Wan’s holo image, and Mace has to summon every bit of Jedi-serenity he possesses in his body to keep from dropkicking a cackling Yoda through the chamber windows.

[dontlookforme00]

For art requests could you maybe do Jacob Pevsner (S4 Master of Sound)?

I always thought he was such a fun character. Guess he likes snakes, here's him deadpanning the camera, in low quality, apparently??

[ripe]

indiarosecrawford on ig

[jealousmartini]

I love scripting how I am perceived with over exaggerated adjectives and sentences.

Like no I am not just pretty, I am GLORIOUS. My entire existence is undeniable, my beauty is actually breathtaking, and my aura makes people literally stop in their tracks just to get the smallest glimpse of me. My raw and unapologetic personality draws people hypnotically, and I simply cannot be replicated.

My beauty is timeless, I age like the finest wine, you are, in fact, witnessing history in the making. And I experience the highest ends of pretty privilege.

I might make another post tied to this with specific words, paragraphs, aesthetics and songs that are associated with me

(I also scripted similar things for my best friends but they all have their own identifiable distinguished beauty. Dont forget to script that people perceive you exactly the way you want them to incase you cant come up with any adjectives or sentences!)