#ozy: I can see you are a man of culture

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Lostbelt 7: Part 1

You know, I was pretty set to get thrown curveballs in this Lostbelt. The one I got thrown hit harder than I expected.

At this stage, while I can acknowledge that it’s not like we knew much about the Alien God to begin with, it is strange to see her portrayed as “not a threat to humanity”, amnesia subplot and all. On one hand I shouldn’t be too surprised given she is U-Olga Marie, on the other I’m a bit... disappointed that she’s suddenly switched gears into a comic relief character. She is charming and I am enjoying her given the lighter tone that most of Part 1 sets (presumably before the pain sets in once part 2 rolls around), but it’s an adjustment and I’m sort of waiting to see how well Nasu can sell me on this.

Aliens, man.

The comedy in this part is genuinely pretty good, even if the tone shift after LB6 does feel a bit jarring. Presumably we’re going the Babylonia route of “oh, you like these NPCs? Wouldn’t it be terrible if... something happened to them?”, so. Looking forward to that emotional turmoil. But... I do feel the comedy kind of drags on a beat too long. It’s not as tightly timed as LB6 was. The Xoqqer kinda. Took too long.

But, once things get serious the plot kicks into overdrive and I am really excited and interested for what happens next, so. While part 1 could’ve trimmed the fat a bit, I’m still optimistic about what comes next.

Dinosaurs, man.

Rasputin and Koyanskaya’s slapstick duo were a particular delight at the end of part 1. I just enjoyed them bickering. We have the single most cursed party in existence this LB. I’m kinda digging it.

Kadoc continues to worm his way into my heart by being a wet, pathetic sadsack. I think I’ll be upset when he dies. Genuinely, it is an absolute crime Young Moriarty didn’t join the team, because the idiot square of Ritsuka-Mash-Kadoc-Moriarty was too good to lose. In general, I enjoy the extra dimension he adds to the party - a lot more than I enjoy, say, Habetrot; while I do like her, she’s just kinda there sometimes. She can dip from a scene without much disruption.

and ohhhhhhhh i have other thoughts about habetrot she is on the galahad theory board

Nemo has won me over in every possible dimension. He’s my new favourite Rider. Sorry, Ozy. He’s been trending upwards since Imaginary Scramble and now he’s at the top. Shame he’s such a shit unit. Why wasn’t the Tlaloc fight waterside. Fuck you, Nasu. Buff my boy.

I haven’t seen enough of Kukulkan to comment on her (besides not liking her design), but I am really enjoying Tezcatlipoca’s characterisation up til now. Even if I don’t like his design. But you know who else I’m really enjoyi-

Daybit. It’s Daybit. Tell me your secrets, Daybit, I am so curious about you. What’s destroying the world between friends, I’ve killed 6 and change. He’s so fun. He’s such a ~mysterious and ~scary character, ooh, even when he’s bitching about Tez spending all his money.

Why are you going into space. Why are you doing a pilgrimage. Why did you help with MY pilgrimage. ORT? WHAT? WHY???

Nasu really went “yeah this is a powerful man of mystery, DW about it” for four years, got me all on guard, and still managed to surprise me

Anyway, you know how the entire human race was exterminated by a sentient tree or something before the bleaching? And also how Daybit is an “enemy of humanity” and also his Servant has time shenanigan powers.

Is it just me, or do ORT’s attacks kinda look like. Tree branch vine things.

What’s that about, huh.

(ft. - not my gameplay!)

And then there’s - the bad. And oh boy, it’s bad.

The thing I’m most annoyed about at this stage is... why we can talk to dinosaurs, but communicating with the Ocelomeh is impossible. After we whitewashed most of the LB7 cast, Izcalli and Camazotz excepted, not even being able to talk to the POC is. Um.

A horrific look. Nasu, what.

While Aztec culture was certainly Like That - there’s no point in me complaining about the depiction of the mythos when human sacrifice was such a huge component of it and if you’re talking about the gods it’s gonna come up - choosing to have them primarily communicate via audible grunts and symbols is. What the fuck are you doing, Nasu? I expected you to whitewash the gods, I didn’t think it’d be this bad!

I am going to charitably assume that there’s a point to this that will crop up in part 2, because if not.

The racial aesthetics of this LB are a nightmare. 3 Aztec gods are white as snow - and they don’t even have Quetzalcoatl’s lore to hide behind this time. 

But god, man, the dinosaurs are the sympathetic ones, huh.

Okay.

Camazotz’ artist is the only bitch here I respect.

[ardenssolis]

❝ Ozy, ❞ the young idol pulls down his sunglasses a tad and looks over them, ❝ ... You're looking simply stylish today. I applaud your outfit, ❞ he then smiles, ❝ See? This is one of the reasons why I like you so much, you know how to dress well and the finer things in life just simply suit you! ❞

     ❝MM, I AM GLAD you have good taste, Anthony. Then again, you often do, so I am not surprised that you would notice how incredible my clothing is.❞ Everyone should look at Ozymandias with awe as he passed them by. After all, what he often bought from the store (with his Master’s money) was befit of a king such as himself. It was also good that his present company knew how to dress themselves as well since the Pharaoh would rather not be seen around someone who lacked any kind of sense in aesthetics. Just being around that individual would make him look like a semi-polished stone rather than a vibrant diamond. ❝You will have to point me to where you shop as well. I am most curious to explore that clothing store.❞ His poor Master’s wallet…

[voidselfshipp]

Troubled troubles

Ok to rb

Summary:Basically s/I and adler fluff, a bit of angst and a buttload of oc stuff

Gif by travellar on Tumblr

@romancologist @mycinnamonapples uwu

Another Slam of hands on the table announces jerico that adler is yet having problems with something, she sighs Rolling her shoulders back, and her two cats sit ontop of them.

--Oh boy I do love hearing my boyfriend mad--she said playfully leaning on the doorsill of adler's Office.

Russel turns to look at her, he smiles a bit --Hey princess, sorry for makin too much noise,I know you dont like that

Jeri shrugged and Walked over, sitting on her boyfriends lap--Okay let me see whats up

--Ive been trying to fix this radio for Woods, nothings workin

She takes the radio and looks at it--Did you notice some of the cables are broken? Like when your headphones cable is broken and you twist the cord around for it to work?

--...wait what?

--Yeah its broken see?

Adler internally facepalms as his cheeks turn red--How could I not notice that?

Jer kisses his scarred cheek and leaves the radio on the desk standing up--Anyway ill go chance, todays prayer Day at cycle coasts main temple,you sure you dont want to go?

--No babe,im alright you go enjoy your terran stuff

She chuckled and shook her head walking over to her room to change.

The Roaring of the motorcycle engine drowned out any other sound in the garage, jerico put her helmet on,both of her cats tucked in her backpack,peeking through the semi Open compartment.

Her black cat mewls and presses their snout against the back of her head--Im alright vica,I just wish Russ came with me whenever we have celebrations, its something I dont want him to miss...but alas...--Her cat hissed and she snorted a chuckle-- dont be mad at him,our culture can be hard to digest

The cat rolled their eyes and sunk back into her backpack.

The wind hit her visor as she drove to cycle coast, she looked at the cloudy Sky, and sped up.

The drums could already be heard, jer chained her motorcycle to a post and Walked to the beach,there people in traditional terran wear danced with fans,banners and sticks, she sat amongst the crowd listening to the old woman talk.

Her hair was long,braids sprinkled about her hair, white as the moon,the traditional pristess robe, blue and black touched the sand and her long sleeves draped as she talked.

--Jerico...nice to see you could join Us.

Jerico smiled--Id never miss it

--did you bring your handsome boyfriend with you?

Jeri looked away--no,hes not really into our culture

The old womans brow furrow--such a shame...I wanted to meet him--she then perked up at the audience --You see, jerico has come here since she was a little trouble making bean about this tall--she puts her hand against her shoulder--so she heard this tale Many many times

When humans and gods lived along eachother--the elder pristess said-- and demons Ran amok at night,our goddess of death fell in love with one of those creatures.

She had Fallen for the King of the black demon hell, and had a child.

This is the child we'll talk about,in our books hes named xazo kazlaz or bell, it says that then elementus got wind of their relationshipp and they had to split.

About deaths son however.. she raised him to be the one that would guide the people to the afterlife...or hell navigating through the vast ocean of the dead with bells to guide him and Open the Doors to each realm...

Does anybody know why hes represented as an axolotl?--

Jerico raised her hand, and the pristess let her talk--because hes both a god and a demon, hes half and half like the axolotl that is an amphibian creature

The woman nodded-- very good,now lets commune back at the temple shall we?

As the people left, both the priestess and jeri were left alone,both Walked a bit distanced from the crowd.

--Thats one of my favourite stories you know zaivelaz

The woman smiled--I know thats why when I got your letter of you coming I changed it, its more interesting that the story of our patron goddess fighting over a piece of cheese

Jer started to laugh--Yeah that day was one hell of a day

Zaivelaz shook her head--Being a goddess amongst humans is hard?

--Like you have no idea,specially with my boyfriend,two of the people gods in my family had human partners and they...they died,im scared something similar Will happend to him

Her companion put a hand on jericos shoulder--It wont...I promise

--Thanks...zai

The steps along the floating bridge were Many,jeri couldnt help but wonder how it would be if adler was here.

She struggled so much with showing him her culture that it made her feel sad,then again one of the moral rules in Terras was not to force anyone,and she wouldnt break it.

She sat on the floor with the priestesses and closed her eyes interlocking her fingers as she softly whispered.

--Hey ozi...Been a while...--she sighed-- I left you some offerings by your statues feet, I know you dont like this sorta stuff...but ive missed you, a lot, just...just..tell eryz and abbadon that I love em..and that same goes to you..i love you aunt ozi

After the prayers it was time for the festival, jeri Spotted a young Man wearing all black, white eyes,and black hair in a bun.

The Man seemed to notice her as he ran to her,hugging her tightly.

--Abbadon!--She said kissing her cousins cheek--Ive missed you

Abbadon put his hand in his pockets--Ive missed you too...what I could not miss is this festival! All because of our family?, wow!

Jer giggled and offered her hand--Wanna dance?

--You bet!

Their feet moved in synch,the flags spun in circles as they danced.

Abbadon threw his banners and jeri catched him, and he hers.

They were enjoying themselves when the music stopped abruptly.

They Turned to see the people around them that were equally confused.

The musicians pointed at the huge tide approaching them.

Both demigod cousins stepped infront of the tide and stopped it as its about to break, they both looked at eachother and nodded.

Jeri pushed it to one side, and abbadon followed, the water splashed them and them only and nobody got hurt.

--Your mom needs to stop sending tides that could literally drown someone when she wants to send a sign...

Abbadon crouched putting his hands on his knees,batting his hand at his cousin--i tried... no way talking her out of It

The celebration ended with no further altercations, jerico went back home and took a quick warm shower to then collapse on the bed.

--Hes still with that fucking radio isnt he?...--She sighed giving up--why do I even try anymore?

The sun filtered through the blinds jerico groaned and opened her eyes,only to find her boyfriends spot on the bed empty.

She grunts and sits up, her cats sitting on her lap-- I know I know..--she picks them up and walks to the kitchen where she gives both of them their food.

Jeri felt a pair of arms hug her from behind, she sighs nuzzling into adlers chest.

--Good morning sweetheart

--Hey...

--Watcha cooking there?

--Bacon and eggs for you and a healthy terran breakfast for me

--Oh...good

Both ended up eating their breakfast in silence, Russell could tell there was something wrong with his girlfriend, he took her hand and she looked at him,those beautiful eyes he loved looking at were filled to the brim with sadness.

--babe...whats up?--He asked concerned.

--I just...wish you could come with me whenever we have festivals here--she said taking a bite from her waffle that had cream and pieces of caramelized fruit--its something I really really want you to participate in...but I know you dont like this sorta stuff and I wont force you

Adler sits back realizing what he had done, hes been neglecting a part of her that is important to her,those were her roots and he was stepping all over them.

He finished his breakfast and Walked over to her, lifting her up and hugging her--Im so sorry babe--he kissed her cheek-- I know this is important to you and i--

Jeri smiled kissing him again and cupping his cheeks--How about you come to todays festival in time temple with me huh?you dont have to wear our traditional attire,but I tell you it gets cold there

--Id love to, do I have to bring something?

--Not really, im going to make an offering though,it depends on the person

--perfect then...cant wait

Both smiled and kissed again.

The end of the day arrived quickly between work and chores to do.

Adler was waiting by the door fixing his leather jacket.

--How do I look?

Russ looks up at jerico and gasps--Very pretty

She smiled playing with the hem of her green turtle neck that had her shoulders peeking, her roman sandals clicked and clacked with every step she made.

The drive to time temple wasnt long, and luckily they arrived just in time for the story.

The elder priestess smiled when she saw jerico and nodded, proceeding to talk-- a long time ago, the second generation of dieties were born, they were meant to regulate life, amongst the three of them we find our patron goddess...chronos the incessant pass of time...

Elementus tasked a human to build a machine that could measure time, that is when the first sun clock was born,the human handed it to the Creator and with a sprinkle of magic the clock changed into a small girl, with short black hair, she had pale skin and two pale blue eyes, and from there,she was born.

Trained by elementus sister, Ray,the god of war...she then moved to her Realm where she measures time and the life of every being in existence..., from humans to animals and even objects, some say that she collects clocks of all kind and if.you want to meet her youll need to bring the rarest of clocks,of course, its all myths...or...are they?--the priestess finished her tale,and the offerings began.

Adler uncomfortably stayed behind as jeri prayed,she then Turned to him and ushered him to come closer.

--And this is my boyfriend, Russell

--Babe what are you doing?

--Introducing my aunt to you

--Your...aunt?

--Yeah ive told you like a month ago im half goddess..and this is my aunt...chronos

--I...I thought you were joking when you said that --Jeri Turned at her boyfriend with a face of pure disbelief,he hunched his back--Sorry...

--Anyway..chronos...hes my boyfriend Russell, I wish you were here to meet him...hes very sweet sometimes

--Sometimes?

She chuckled and kissed his cheek-- sometimes--she then Turned at the statue--i wish you were here to meet him, I really miss you--Adler gave her some space and sat back on the chair--i miss you and dad so much...--she stood up--Ill..ill see you later auntie chronos--she smiled and Walked over to adler hugging him.

The festival inside the temple was full of music and food of all kinds, and both came back home exhausted.

Adler maybe got a solid six ours of sleep before hes awaken by her girlfriends voice--Babe...babe wake up...

He smiled kissing her--Morning princess

--There you are,change quickly my family came to visit

His eyes Open wide --What?

--Yeah they are here, come on change

She patted his chest and Walked into the kitchen, where abbadon was setting the table.

Adler Walked in a few minutes later only to find two men and three women talking with her girlfriend,who noticed him and hugged him--Okay everyone, say hi to russel,Russell this is abbadon, this is chronos--she said pointing at the woman with short black hair and glasses-- those are my aunts eryz and ozi, aka the goddeses of life and death--

Adler was baffled at the normalcy jeri used when talking about her family,he looked at ozi,her black Long hair fell down to the floor, a scar along her left eye and she was wearing a long blue. sundress,eryz had short brown hair, using the same glasses as chronos was, she had vitiligo and was wearing a white shirtdress with a green fitted blazer--and this is my Dad,Raymond.

To say adler was scared shitless was an understatement,his father in law was wearing a black leather jacket,black jeans and boots,a white t-shirt and aviator sunglasses, he was also way taller than him,with his black hair pushed back and two scars on each side of his face,one under his right eye and one right on the left side of his jaw in the middle between his mouth and the spot where both jaw and neck meet.

Chronos laughed and softly elbowed Ray-- Raymond youre scaring the poor human

--He better treat my daughter alright..

Jeri smiled and kissed russel--Dont worry dad he does

They all sat to eat breakfast, adler seemed intimidated by the dietys around him,but slowly let his guard down, they were a pleaseant bunch in their own way, more human than hed like to think.

Sadly after breakfast they all had to leave.

After saying their goodbyes russel and jerico end up cuddling on the bed.

--Your family is nice--russel said as he ran his fingers through her hair.

--nexts to meet yours

He chuckled--Maybe

They kiss, and he hugs her waist enveloping her in a tight bear hug.

--I love you jer

--I love you too russ

[fuwafuwamedb]

Date Night (Karna/Jinako, Gudako, etc)

“GAMBLING NIGHT!”

Gudako was already banging a pan with a wooden spoon, hollering at the top of her lungs for the usual gang to gather around.

“GAMBLING NIGHT, GUYS! COME ON! COME LOSE YOUR MONEY!”

“It’s almost too amusing to hear you believe that you can take money from us.” Gilgamesh chuckled a bit, glancing over to the other two with him.

“Naivety has always been a strong suit of our master’s,” Ozymandias purred, amusement strong with him as well.

“Guys, be nice.” Arthur stood up, shaking his head. “Master, if you would like, we could work toget-“

“Oh no!” Gudako held up a hand. “No offense, but you can’t gamble for shit, Arthur.”

“I am improving!”

The two kings nearby glanced away.

“Gilgamesh. Ozymandias,” Gudako hurried over to the two. “Pity a poor master her faults and let’s tag team a gambling night.”

“A pharaoh is normally more than welcoming to lend hand to those who are truly in need… but you are unworthy for this favor.”

“Ozy, don’t be like that. Don’t play a girl dirty.”

The pharaoh shrugged. “The King of Heroes and I are a team unbreakable, with a bond so close to brotherhood that it’s entirely intimate.”

“Don’t talk about our bedroom play, Ramses. The girl’s already sobbing.” Gilgamesh was smirking though.

Arthur shook his head.

He glanced around only to find Karna heading by.

“Karna!”

The man glanced his way.

“Gudako is doing that two person gambling group night thing again. Join me in earning her salary.”

“ARTHUR!”

Arthur ignored her, waiting only to see him shake his head.

“I cannot tonight. I have a date. If you’ll excuse me-“

“HOLD ON!”

Gudako stormed forward.

“You have a date?!”

“Yes, I do.”

“What are you doing on this date?”

Karna shrugged. “We will enjoy another film or two from my people, play a few games, and enjoy one another’s company when the stars are out and the facility has gone to bed.”

“Who are you dating?” Arthur found himself asking.

That wasn’t a term that was used often around this place. Mostly because they were all from olden times. They had liaisons, fucked in some people’s cases, but they didn’t date.

Too cute. Too young a thing.

“Jinako and I are dating.”

“Jinako…” Gudako hummed. “Why do I know that name?”

“It’s the name for Ganesha, the useless Indian goddess who steals your popcorn and snacks and lazes about her room as though she is worthy of such relaxation,” Gilgamesh pointed out.

“She is wonderful. She’s a very powerful and very focused servant. She just happens to insist upon keeping up with the world as it changes. In my opinion, I think that is highly mature of her and is quite the challenge. Her knowledge of pop culture is vast and impressive.”

Gudako stared at him, but he simply bid them goodnight and left.

“So we gamblin’ or are we gonna just gape after Sunny Tights?” Cu and Emiya stood nearby, the lancer looking determined. “We’re earning back our freedom tonight.”

[theoceanthatdrownthemoon-chaldea]

Rant post about why I don’t consider some Servants heroes or truly love their wife.

Ozy - willingly maintained the harem system. For someone who claims to be God King, this adherence to tradition show he isn’t anything but a man of his era. He claims to love his wife but that harem he kept dilute the claim and refute the one where he or anyone said he’s devoted to his wife. Bargaining with the world to see his wife again by the offer to dismantle the harem system. Women are just properties to you, aren’t they? Funny enough, he came 3 or 4 times to my Chaldea already as if to intimidate me. Nope, I have Nobu to roast his ass. In my mind I keep him and Goldie in the same room. They can suffer each other.

Sigurd - still recognizes Gudrun/Kriemhild as his wife and trust her according to his material, Brynhildr then is his mistress/lover. With his memories intact, tricked/physically forced Brynhildr-the one to bestow blessings and knowledge on him into marrying his wife’s brother. Him already obtained a dragon’s wisdom when he first met Brynhildr only worsen any explanation offered in his defense. He married Gudrun/Kriemhild for status. I don’t like how Fate push for the idea that they are a couple torn apart by fate when he can control a lot of what happened. It affirmed a common real-life scenario where a woman keep coming back to her abusive husband/boyfriend because ‘he can’t help it’ or ‘he loves me, not his wife’.

Siegfried - similar crime as Sigurd, a rapist enabler. First he cheated the competition so his brother in law can win a queen’s hand in marriage. Next when said man was overpowered by her every night following the marriage, he either raped that woman himself or hold her down so his brother in law can rape her. Tales varied but the first rape disabled her strength so the subsequent marital rapes can occur. Gave the ring he took from the woman as trophy to his wife. As someone who claimed to fight for justice, the kind of justice he stood for is one worth damning. As expected of a society that treated women as property. Even if he doesn’t see it that way, he still choose to put a man before a woman all because that man would give him his sister to marry and that man lusts for a woman whose challenge he can’t win fairly himself. He could have backed out, he could have court another woman who is more receptive to him. But he like many men doesn’t accept a no and SIegfried enabled this attitude. One version does have him wanting to turn back only to have Siegfried promised to cheat the challenge for him - same version Siegfried doing this so he can marry the guy’s sister. But accepting a brother using his sister as a bargaining chip is a questionable action concerning SIegfried’s character to begin with.

Rama - believed a random man over his wife. His curse though for now is enough punishment. Again even if he is following his culture’s value and tradition, he put them before his wife and made his love for her questionable.

Aside from SIegfried’s obvious crime, the rest’s love for their wife and lover is selfish. None of them sacrifice their status or social standing by opposing their social’s expectation of what a man must accomplish (including women) and leniency for what a man can do in regard of women. Ozy, Sigurd, Rama they chose social standing and acceptance over their wife/lover. Siegfried’s case barely avoid this because his wife might have not wanted to go with him without ‘proper’ blessing from the brother. I admit they have feats of strength etc but heroes? Devoted to their wife/lover? They’ve never been one to me.

[ardenssolis]

@spectrisbound​ said (inbox):

❝ I don’t celebrate these festivities actually. ❞ Winnie let out a small laugh, a wrapped present being handed to the other as he did so. Inside was a small bound book, filled with drawings of all the places Winnie promised to take the other. But if he couldn’t go in this life time, the least he could do was give Ozy a small taste of those places with his paintings and drawings. ❝ But I could not miss out on the opportunity of giving you a gift. So, Ozy. Do you happen to enjoy Christmas ?? ❞

     OH, YES, TODAY WAS that holiday that seemed to have stolen everyone’s attention. His Master was not one who cared much for things of this nature, and so he had nearly forgotten that Christmas was tomorrow morning. ❝There was no need to get me anything, Winnie.❞ Especially since he did not have anything on hand for the other himself. Aside from things that were material and expensive in nature, he had no idea where to even begin with Winnie. Did he bring him flowers? A rare stone? It was then an idea came to him as if a light bulb had gone off in his head. However, before he would act, first he reached out to accept that offered box, curious as to whether they had gone to town to get the wrapping paper for it. If so, he was rather taken aback, and to an extent, impressed Winnie would go through such trouble for him.

     ❝I wonder what it is you brought me…but I will have to wait until Christmas to see it, yes?❞ He chuckled softly, allowing fingers to pluck at the bow on top, although he had no intention on opening it just yet. Patience was key…even if he sometimes struggled with such a thing himself. Soon he paused, free hand reaching out to take the other’s as he pressed their palms together. Summoned from a mist of gold was an ornate golden ankh; old as he was, but still as beautiful as when it was first given. Upon it were ornate designs; most of hieroglyphics that could only be read by himself or those who studied his language extensively. However, he was sure that Winnie would like it. He was an explorer – a man who traveled far and wide and saw things he would never be able to bear witness to in this lifetime or perhaps any other.

     ❝I know…you were interested in things from my culture, so I hope this pleases you. It is old and belonged to me personally when I reigned. There is no museum that holds it, for none knew where it was placed save for myself and the divine. Take it. I know you will appreciate it.❞ His hold upon Winnie’s hand tightened just slightly before he released him with a smile. ❝Forgive me for not wrapping it. Surely you can forgive me?❞ There was a tease there as smile turned into an easy smirk.