#mod helena

[help-an-alter]

This isn’t really about specific alters but it’s a few terms I don’t understand. What are layers, subsystems, and sidesystems, and what’s the difference between them?

I’m sorry if this wasn’t the goal with your blog but every other place is either pro-endo or won’t answer. . ,

hi! so each of those can be defined similarly, but by our understanding, they generally mean the same thing.

a subsystem is another system within the main one, this could be a group of people who are similar or it could be specific and accessible to one person.

a side system, to my understanding, is almost exact? the way we categorize this, is a system that's not exactly exclusive to one person? they may prefer being called a side system because they feel as if they are separate from the "main" system in some way.

a layer is just a break in the system, so it could be breaks in communication, alter identity, fragments, or people who front frequently.

please remember that this is our interpretation of the terms, if anybody disagrees or wants to share their definition, please do so!

[soundwavehq]

Passando pra elogiar muiiiito esse cantinho. Entrei morta de medo mas tô tão feliz de ver uma central com proposta diferente indo pra frente, e que os players se envolvem! Vocês da moderação são GIGANTES, gostei de todos os eventos e da jogabilidade e td mais. Enfim, amo isso aqui, obrigada players e moderação. 💜

não sabemos nem como responder essa ask! ficamos apenas aquele emoji com os olhos brilhando.

ficamos muito felizes de saber que tem pessoas que gostam do ambiente que criamos e que gostam de jogar com a gente, estamos tentando cada vez mais adaptar e fazer eventos que seja divertido pra vocês e para nós como players e moderação. sério! você não imagina o quanto ficamos felizes de ver vocês interagindo com os eventos e óbvio, felizes por ler essa mensagem! muito obrigado, de verdade, isso aqueceu nosso coração. ♥️

[wastelandtherapist]

[ @rengineer , don't feel pressure to answer if it doesn't go well with your storyline /nf /lh 👍👍]

Three knocks echoed against the door, followed by a brief silence. Then, a familiar voice—warm, steady—murmured through the wood.

"Helena?" His soft drawl carried through, gentle yet certain. "It's me, Dell."

Not "Engineer." Just Dell. This wasn’t a battlefield, nor was it the workplace. Here, the mask of professionalism could be set aside.

He hears something creak, presumably Helena’s couch as she slowly gets up, followed by a slow and unsure walk towards the front door of her apartment. The radio still quietly playing some melancholic tune as he hears the clinking of keys, then the door unlocking

“What are you doing in here?…”

Helena asks quietly, her voice hoarse, she looks… awful, bags under her eyes, messy hair and outfit, has she been wearing this same outfit all these days?… Not to mention her apartment, the one Dell praised for being so well organized, is now a mess of unwashed dishes, take out containers and work papers. Overall, the complete opposite of what he expected from Helena

“I’m sorry, I meant to clean up yesterday…”

She quietly apologizes, adjusting the robe she currently has on to cover her splotchy outfit

[blackjackkent]

All right! Helena's story begins... with more Varric narration:

"So. Where were we? Oh, right. Him. Our best plan is to stop the Dread Wolf before he can perform his ritual."

"After following his trail across half the known world, we've finally tracked him to Minrathous, capital of the Tevinter Imperium. But to find the Dread Wolf in a city this big, we need a local expert."

"So naturally, our story begins where all great stories begin - with the seediest bar in town and a missing contact."

We then transition to our first shot of our intrepid hero, hurling someone bodily out the door of a bar into a night outside full of pouring rain. XD

"Let's try this again," Helena quips, dusting off her hands and looking around with a cheerful grin at her audience. "Where's Neve Gallus?"

The locals inside are not too happy with Helena's approach to opening diplomatic negotiations.

"You think you can come into my bar and make demands?" the bartender asks coldly. She's perched on top of the bar in a relaxed position and seems relatively unconcerned about Helena as a potential threat, which leads me to believe she probably doesn't know Helena.

We have two options here; hovering over them gives the descriptions "Beat down the entire room to get the information" and "Try to convince the bar owner to give the information".

I've already established that Helena is a bit of a hothead, but I think that a full on bar brawl isn't her style. There are plenty of meathead types among the Dragons who would see clearing a room like this as a bit of fun that would get the job done, but she sees that sort of thing as a blunt instrument.

She likes getting in people's faces and telling them what she thinks, and she doesn't suffer fools or cruel bastards, but she doesn't pick a fight unless someone truly needs killing. And if actual combat is required, she's more likely to be planting a carefully tuned bomb or sticking a knife in someone from the shadows.

This would be a lot easier in her own familiar corners of the city, where she knows everyone and everyone knows her. But then again, in those corners of the city, they wouldn't be having this conversation in the first place. They're seeking someone kidnapped by the Venatori, and the Venatori tend to find it... unhealthy to hang out in Dragon territory.

"It's not a demand," she says, casually ambling forward a few steps as the guards watch her warily from beneath their masks. "It's an offer." Her grin hasn't wavered; she looks for all the world like she's ready to order a drink. "Telling me what I need to know, it's... it's the smart play here."

The bartender considers her for a moment, then gestures her forward a few steps. "How do you figure, sweet talker?" she sneers.

"Neve Gallus is my only shot at finding the Dread Wolf," Helena says, peering up at the woman, utterly unintimidated. "I need to know where she is. We were supposed to meet here in your bar, but you let Venatori cultists drag her away."

"I didn't 'let' them," the bartender says dryly. "They paid me."

"So answer my questions," Helena answers instantly, "and walk away with the coin. Or spend it cleaning up the place when I'm through." Her voice takes on the slightest edge as she looks around. In her experience, when it comes to people who will sell out other people for coin, a little threat is usually all it takes - but she also has little patience, herself, for such people, and she doesn't bother to hide her distaste. "Your choice."

The bartender frowns. "You're adorable," she growls without a shred of amusement, jumping off the bartop. "Dumat Plaza. That's where you'll find Neve Gallus."

"Thank you," Helena says, exaggeratedly polite.

The bartender rolls her eyes, disappearing into the shadows. "You want to get yourself killed fighting the Venatori, it's your ass."

Helena grins, levering herself away from the bar. Her ass, as well as the rest of her, is no stranger to fighting Venatori when the need arises. She glances at the dark-robed guards who are still watching her, raises an eyebrow slowly. "That offer's good for all of you, too," she says.

(A/N: I'm running on the assumption, based on how the bartender is talking, that these robed creepy folk are NOT Venatori, but are other robed creepy folk of a nondescript variety, but I could be wrong about that.)

None of them answer, but begin to close ranks around her with an air that could reasonably be described as 'menacing,' even though Helena is for the moment refusing to be menaced. "No?" she says, quirking an eyebrow.

Subtly she rests one hand on the dagger on her hip. She's starting to think that maybe this is going to come to blows after all when another voice cuts across the room.

"If they won't listen to you, they can always listen to Bianca..."

Varric is standing framed in the doorway, and as he speaks, he cocks his beloved crossbow and squeezes the trigger.

THUT-THUT-THUT. A wave of bolts wedge into the stone floor at the guards' feet.

An awkward silence ensues - and then the robed men begin, still silent, to shuffle towards the door after their boss.

(A/N: One of the guards trips and knocks over one of the arrows on his way out, which is a nice touch. :P )

Helena grins again as Varric, looking pleased with himself, ambles over to stand next to her at the bar.

"Your friend Neve Gallus is at Dumat Plaza," she says casually.

"I heard." Varric pulls a flask out of his pocket, using it to fill two mugs on the bartop, then picks one up and raises it in Helena's direction in a mock-toast. "That's why you're my second in command." He chuckles. "Although, for the record, you might be too charming for your own good."

Helena snorts. "See, you say that - but we do have Neve's location now, so..."

"Don't get cocky," Varric says dryly.

(A/N: Sorry, Varric, but just in the course of writing this I've definitely decided that "cocky" is a better term than "hothead" for the vibe Helena is giving off for me. :P )

"Come on," she says. Grabbing the other mug from the bartop, she slams back a mouthful of the liquor Varric poured into it before setting it back down. "Harding will be worried."

Varric gives an exaggerated sigh and swallows the last of his drink as well. "All right," he agrees. "Break's over."

Helena turns to fall into step with him, walking up the stairs out of the dingy bar. "I hope Neve's as good at finding people as you claim," she says conversationally, shouldering the door open.

"She's the best damn detective I've ever met. If she says she's got a lead on Solas, I believe her," Varric answers tersely.

They step out into the rainy night beyond, and Helena pulls in a lungful of cold, damp air, squinting into the ever-moving searchlights of the palace hanging high in the air above her city.

Right, she thinks, pulling up her collar against the driving weather. Time to get to work.

[flamehande]

It's been awhile.

[incorrectnancydrewquotes]

Helena: Did you take a bite of all of these chocolates? Nancy: Well, I had to see which one I wanted.

[hgwellsmykabering]

Bering and Wells Advent Calendar

Never Get Involved With Your Flatmate, a collaborative writing event: everyone writes one chapter of a loosely connected getting together AU!

Today is the day, soon the first part by @lavendelhummel will be up! Are you already curious about what's behind the crate number 1?

Some other days haven't been claimed yet:

#7 Never borrow Helena's clothes has been claimed!

#9 Don't let her convince you to go to the swimming pool / gym with you has been claimed!

#10 Never lend her money again...

#11 ...or your car

#15 Don’t share a room/bed with Helena

#18 Never fall in love with your flatmate

#19 Don't let her see you in your pyjamas

#20 Never give her a gift or accept a gift from her

#21 Never listen in to Helena when she's on the phone

#22 Never go to the Christmas market with Helena

#24 Never kiss her on the lips (in collaboration with day 23!)

In addition to the ones above, there is also the option for you to write your own idea :)

Sign up in a reblog or an ask if you want to join the merriment!

Fics will be posted to the Ao3 collection & on tumblr with the hashtag #BeringWellsAdvent23

[aesthetics-for-harry-potter]

Moodboard of an AU where the Black sisters reunite after the war.

Face-claims: Helena Bonham Carter, Rachel Weisz, Helen McCrory.

Requested by: anon.

[would-they-listen-to-that]

Would Helly R from Severance listen to End Studies by Seeming?

[hesbuckcompton-baby]

happy 200! could i get one for my best boy johnny?

Thanks Tal!! ❤️

Johnny Cooper - 60s Mod AU

Ok this is a niche pick, but we were never gonna get through this celebration without me exposing myself as a niche history nerd 😂 I'm a bit obsessed with 20th Century British youth culture and NO ONE can convince me that Johnny Cooper born 20 years later wouldn't have been singlehandedly responsible for the 1960s moral panic

Helena's 200 followers celebration

[quillweaves]

Bitches be obsessed with their Cousland

[help-an-alter]

Hello I'm a system and there's an alter trying to shut the system out out gatekeepers and Protectors are holding them back as I type this but the alter is trying to lock away the system and is making us confused I don't know what they are but they are trying to hurt our sys is what I know this is their sp I'm asking for help because I am desperate

-Asher from the chaos collective

very delicate situation, i wasn't sure if you wanted help with what we usually do or help on it's own. so i'll be doing the latter. in this situation, they seem confused themselves. the brain may use denial of a certain thing to cope with it, DID is similar. they believe they are helping, even if it does harm. in this situation, if they front, try talking to them about why they do this. genuinely listen and try to explain why it hurts rather than helps.

[soundwavehq]

Oie!!! Sugestão de fcs para a FTY???

Soobin (TXT), Yongha e Yohan (WEi), Sung Hanbin e Zhang Hao (ZB1), Younghoon, Jacob e Q (The Boyz), Yunho (ATEEZ), Wonbin (Riize), Jiung e Theo (P1Harmony), Seunghun (CIX/B.D.U), DK e Dino (SEVENTEEN), Woong (AB6IX), Mark Lee, Jeno e Jaemin (NCT), Hwiyoung e Taeyang (SF9), Xiaojun, Hendery e Win Win (WayV).

[readymades2002]

i desperately want to get tattoos but i have no idea how to go about explaining my vision to people or finding someone who can do what i'm asking. Whatever ... sniffle

[flamehande]

Sunsets on Jamison.

[incorrectnancydrewquotes]

Margherita is so posh and snobby, she's snoshy.

-Helena Berg, Phantom of Venice