#oc: ajla

[technomanceer]

SCP OC dump with some goofy comic based on that one h:tp short here because tumblr hates when I format read more posts:

If tumblr fucks this up I'm gonna sob

[zeloinator]

thank you ifrit arena for giving me the best backdrop for my fire girlie

[chao-mp3]

You ever made ocs based on a ship but then you started redesigning them and these fuckers started swaping roles

[talesfromaurea]

OC Name Meanings

Thank you @oh-no-another-idea for the tag! I feel like I did this before a long time ago but I don’t remember the name meanings...

I’ll be upfront: none of my characters are thoughtfully named lmao. I either use random name generators or pull names from my daily life interacting with people. So this should be interesting.

Kaja - Scandinavian, “pure” 

Ajla - Arabic, “brightest”/”most dazzling” (fits well considering she is a young gold dragon)

Jo - short form of various names that seem to all mean “God is gracious” or something like that

Ichtacka - Aztec, “secret” 

Sakrattars - (this was pulled from an elven name generator so there’s no actual “meaning” behind it afaik, in universe he is named after an ancient elven king though)

Elena - Greek, “shining light” (I guess as Sakrattars’ first real friend, she kinda was like his shining light...)

Passing on this tag to anyone who wants to do this!

[zeloinator]

one of my all time favorite pictures of Ulla~

[zeloinator]

---- .. Ulla Ajla .. ----

Desert Hare; Orphaned at the young age of 3 Ulla and her brother, Davaajav, knew one thing; they could only rely on each other. Davaajav scrounged for every gil (or gil equivalent) to keep Ulla from dying as the droughts and wildfires began pushing more and more people into the now cramped oasis. Growing to the age of 13 in those outskirts of the desert capital the ever growing droughts and wildfires drove Ulla and Davaajav away from the only place they ever knew. During the long and arduous journey Davaajav was kidnapped by cultists of the great flame while out hunting, leaving the siblings separated until a fateful meeting near the end of their lives.

Army of One; Ulla, freshly on her own for the first time in her 12 years, struggled to care for herself to the point of being on death’s doorstep 3 times in the year following Davaajav’s disappearance. The shortages of everything only grew worse, and with it the chaos amongst those without the means to lock themselves and their family away, leaving Ulla to finally drag herself away from the walking corpse she saw herself as. It took a while to build muscle again, barely even able to stand when she first found her first rusty sword. The weight made her feel corporeal, real, and most importantly burning with life. Once walking became easier Ulla set her sights on the final of the 3 major cities left standing, Atlantis. The ocean bastion. 

Traveling alone to the western sea was not advised in the best of times, let alone in the time of the looming fire cataclysm, but that is the path Ulla chose. She had learned the tricks of survival in the once lush lands. Succulents native to the area had adapted to survive in the shade of mountains, one just had to be willing to climb to the alcoves they huddled in. That was how she survived, risking everything everyday to live. 

Her fighting style was the exact same way. The shield she carried became more of a blunt bashing weapon as her style blossomed. At just 15 was able to hold her own in a fight against several adults with just her sword and shield. Winning was not important, living was as close to winning as Ulla got during the 3 years it took to reach the quickly drying sea. As she set her eyes upon the sparkling ocean jewel that Atlantis was, the Echo hit her with the force of a chocobo.

At age 18, after 2 years of working as a hired bodyguard for Atlantis, Ulla met her brother again. He had become fully devoted to the Great Flame, an extraordinary black mage burning himself alive from inside out in their service.

The Doomed Protector; The Great Flame succeeded in the summoning of Ifrit, setting their final plans on the great volcanic island. The great volcano began its eruption as the strongest incarnation of Fire and Fury, Inferno Ifrit, touched the ground. This was Ulla was sent to, a single bastion of hope amongst the fires of hell. 

Inferno Ifrit managed to injure Ulla before it fell to her own fire. But she did not expect her next fight to be with her brother, the last remaining Great Flame. Davaajav pulled Ulla into a craterous cavern, down into the bowels of the volcano. With no energy left, and unable to bring herself to truly strike at her one familial relationship she had in the world. He does not afford her the same mercy, disarming Ulla as soon as he saw her doubt form an opening. She couldn't make herself speak, couldn't beg for her life to be spared by the only reason she survived as long as she did.

FIGHTING FIRE WITH FIRE...

. . . . . . ... ONLY EVER LEAVES AN ALL CONSUMING INFERNO

[zeloinator]

i do so love my orange-yellow shard Ulla and her doomed story~ She might be dead but she was single handedly working against the ascians while she was alive.