#really just... lost a lot of motivation behind this entire blog and the muses I've written

[mistraliprincess]

A Long Frozen Treasure

Don’t feel like I’ll be completing this at any point, to be honest, and it really doesn’t feel like anyone would totally care at this point. Just going to post it as it is, and if I ever do recover enough of a muse or motivation to come back to it, or to keep writing Kem’ at all, I’ll do a second part.

That muticolored shade... again. A fragment of herself jerking backward, away from the vibrant figure ahead of her and back to the city under siege of Grimm behind. It’s voice telling her repeatedly to stay away from the thing, to avoid it at all costs, all with a tone of fear to his voice. She had no fear of it, however, not now, not in this barren, cold land as she trudged onward to the mountain through a light snow storm, and with cover of her mists to keep her unnoticed by the beasts. 

The howling winds joined by shrieks from back in the direction of Atlas and Mantle, and explosions from both the Kingdom and the mountain that was her goal. Something had happened earlier, according to others, some explosion that set off the masses of dust that sat embedded beneath the earthly construct itself. Some still going off, even now, she could hear it, and see the various bursts of color rising above her fog cover. 

Yet, something had to be there, even after all the damage that had likely been done. She could feel the pull of it, a natural-feeling urge to go to what remains of the mountain. To find and obtain something which lies beneath, assumedly in the rubble. Or possibly now made available once more due to the destruction. It only aided her decision to do so when the multicolor figure began appearing before her, lingering as she made her way closer and closer, only to disappear whenever she got within a few feet. The being appearing again in the distance to repeat the process as she moves, like it’s trying to guide her to the mountain with her limited vision.

Kemuri felt she should possibly be grateful for her false eye, more so than she ever had been before. Without it, she wouldn’t be able to see the Aura-based figure that had been making itself present for a while now. Not only for  that, but for the multicolor shade’s presence. Not only did it seem to be guiding her, it was aiding in preventing her from being attacked by any of the many Grimm which rushed for the Kingdom past her, drawn by some force themselves. 

There’d been a few times now that she had seen some dark form quickly approaching from ahead of her among the dim sight that was the norm with her right eye. A shadow in her Semblance formed fog matching the same figure in her left, only for her to catch sight of the unknown form setting between herself and the approaching creature, making it hurt and adjust it’s path to go around and past the Huntress. Between it’s aid, and her Semblance, the only hinderance was the cold and the wind, which she pushed through with very careful, light use of the Branch of Flame within her Family’s Semblance to warm herself, and proper breathing to transition from it to that of Mist to renew the veil around her.

It took another hour before the Qilin found herself eyeing the mass of a mountain that once stood taller. Taking in her mist again to allow herself proper sight of what once was an in-tact mining site, but now was no more than a mess. Part of it lit aflame or electrified, some parts frozen over in massive spires of ice, and others even floating off the ground. The entrance to the mountain, likely having once been a uniform opening made by hand and tool, now a gaping maw of stone in various states because of the explosion. 

A keen eye, however, spots her a way in, past what rubble was in the way between herself and whatever was pulling her to it. One looking to be a tight fit through between three masses of rock that had fallen into place, which she could tell she could make her way through, even if it might make her chest a little sore. Though, she wouldn’t be able to bring Fractured Chrystal with her, it’s much too tall for how she’d have to enter through the opening. Something she was a little hesitant to do, but felt she should be fine with doing given how little chance there was that any Grimm survived the explosion that had occurred.

With a breath taken, and her large blade removed from her back to be rested against the larger of the three rocks around the entrance, she lowers herself close to the ground, eyeing the small opening ahead of her, and sets her hand to the cold rock beneath her to start leading herself in through the opening. Having to turn her body to squeeze through the tightest point while side-ways, with a slight groan as her chest is squeezed, but she manages through and out the other side soon enough. Taking a breath afterward as she lets the soreness in her chest ease and for her breathing to calm again. 

The area she looks out over that sits awaiting her is small, cramped by many of the smaller pieces of the mountain that had collapsed inward. A long moment, she can’t actually see a way through, not any that looks worthwhile or safe in any way. Especially not as, with the sound of an explosion close by and the smell of smoke, assumedly from a Fire Dust vein exploding, makes one of the small passages collapse, and makes a stone above her shift to make her space smaller.

A brief instance of fear takes her, but it’s quickly replaced when she feels that familiar tug of something within her trying to leave this place. To move away from something else, which she’s come to understand as a sign of the unknown figure’s presence. Turning her eyes about her surroundings, it takes a moment more for her to finally spot it. The brightly colored being standing like the height of the space is no problem whatsoever to it. Yet, more importantly, she spots it’s hand, extended and gesturing toward  an opening she can slip through, one which leads to a descent.

Kemuri approaches the space cautiously, the being vanishing as she gets within a foot from the opening, and she peers down the path it leads. A tunnel, dimly lit by some of the agitated Dust running the rock surfaces, but the bottom of it frozen over with a thin, yet noticeable layer of ice. One which, at her touch, her hand slides easily. This in mind, the Faunus adjusts, twists her body, fitting her feet into the opening, letting her legs down, and with one more deep breath she guides herself down and lets free. 

Her descent along the tunnel picks up speed quickly, even with how shallow the downward angle is, yet she finds it twisting some to the left. Bringing her just partly away from the mountain as she continues down and down and down. Some portions growing completely dark even, with gaps in the Dust veins before they return, at a few points even being replaced with electrical Dust, and one instance even gravity Dust, though brief, which pulls at her scarf and coat as she passes it, but she contains both articles without issue. 

The only bump in her path being a figurative one as, on her way, she feels a small bit of stone which likely was extended out from the roof of this tunnel scrape at her horn, just as she drops her head back to try and avoid it. Exhaling in a sigh before taking in a deep breath as the makeshift ‘slide’ continues, having unknowingly been holding in the one she took before beginning down.

It’s to her relief that she finds the end of the tunnel cone to sight past her feet and closing in fast. Soon enough, the small space she’s been sliding through opens up, giving way to a wider room which is much, much darker than the tunnel prior had been. Only a few veins of the Dust which filled the mountain and the path she had slid through being visible right near the end of it, providing just a small sum of light. Dim, low, but more than enough for the Qilin to make out shapes.

First of which, what looks to be the end of the slope she had been sliding along, the path curling upward along the wall to the right, giving way below her to drop to the floor of this new chamber. Preparing herself, she rolls close to it’s end to control her drop and catch herself on her feet upon the floor. Rising to a knee where she sees the second shape of note, a shrine of sort. One akin to that which sits in the corner of the garden back home.

This shrine is small, however, set right into a little concave opening within the wall of this opening under the mountain. Almost looking like it’s a part of the surrounding rock even, which is a little odd to see with the way it looks like it should be separate from the rock. It took her a moment to even notice the finer details, like the depiction of a Qilin upon it’s door, but it takes a moment more before, with a blink, she sees the multicolor figure standing before her. Between herself and the shrine, less like a guide as it had been before, and more akin to a wall now.

The Huntress able to feel like the thing was staring her down, ready to strike her, to kill her.  A feeling much like that she’d felt back against the shade when she first got transported to that unusual pocket of existence. One which, as she made her way to the mountain, she was sure the lay of the land matched that of the battlefield from then perfectly.

Yet last she fought, it took little time for her to lose to the Shade, and she could remember the pain of that stab into her heart perfectly. Could still see and feel the horrid scar the attack left as well. A mark on her body she didn’t feel she could ever be proud of in the slightest. Given how much the Shade that did such a thing to her feared this being, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to manage a victory against it. Certainly not like she had tried to against the other.

[captainkurosolaire]

~ Mass Update ~

Mainly going into future plans and intents alongside ideas below cut.

Ton's of things I've in store this will prove difficult to vent it all out. But here we go... First off rehashing and appropriately learning to tag and organize things better on my blog. Each category will have their own corresponding content, I seek to bring or share. [Tales of Goldbrand] -- I intend this to carry a Compendium of all my writes soon that'll have everything neatly in-order including a glossary, so it'll have highlights of stories that even matter or the best stuff. I've written here for a very, long time, there's been many shifts. I want to make it more accessible. While coloring what matters for people who want to learn Captain or his Crew with less chapters. While also giving choice to find it all easily. This is essentially a step-above master-lists. I'll be doing that after the Saga I have going on, right now is done. [Captain] -- Will provide you strictly with Captain screenshots, gifs, photo-sets. This is still his blog despite the Crew thing's will sort of make this a scuffed Multi-Muse blog. I've few more things to edit and tag fix to get all his stuff though. [The Wild Crew] -- Afterwards this story is done Immortal Age Saga, It's something that I mainly wrote as a passion project within three days to get my warm-up process fixed. It's to allow me to get a feel for all his Crewmates and casts, in combat, in-general, to feel their presences. While also giving a bit of their backstories. At any point, I can go back and polish or tweak things in. They're NPC's but... not entirely. All will have their own 'Dreams' and their own 'Disapproval's' they have their own missions even. These things will factor eventually, they might set seeds, to betray or disagree with something, but that's all angst and more stories to be created, but overall, they'll probably always be Crew, eventually. -- I plan on making character-profile sheets of them and putting them in this Tab, it'll have their screenshots, their likes/dislikes. Some RP partners or people can also be shipped with them, but they'll all be monogamous and originally start off probably Pan. This allows them to figure out what they like on their own stories. I've always been someone who likes organic-flow. Although this one story contain all 16 characters or more, the rest will probably be shortened to a Squad of 4 and dispersed when on adventuring missions. Until I do a War Arc, that's my main goal to build too. [Roster] -- Will contain this Crew in just screen-sets dedicated to them, I'll probably randomly produce those. I've PC players among this Crew too. I may not be done either adding more, but this Crew is mainly built around Quality. Most pirate crew's mainly, have hundreds, thousands. Even Fleets. This Crew has personalities, monsters, people who are living life's that exist with piracy. He's an particular leader that had PC players the same way, he's had split-personality serial killers aboard, tribal chieftains, succubus, all sorts of various people once on a Crew. It's often an outcast style, pirates default are chaotic in nature, so this really isn't any different, it's a Fantasy version of it. There's humanization characters aboard too though, so this cast is really decked, everything and person is vital, they matter because they remind or covet something that others can draw upon. If ever played (Three Houses or Mass Effect / Dragon Age Origins) A lot of things like that are relatable too this structure and format. Which, Is something I want to be able to give when RPing. I want a genuine feel of this new world someone else's muse will be the main-character too. Depending on what's interacting everything they'll be scale appropriately to follow the genre they're in and environment even. [Aesthetics] -- Already explainable what you'll find here. [Asks] -- Same thing. [Prompts] -- Trivial things I was tagged too, I plan on compiling later. [Writing] -- Another alternatively to randomly go-down and it works right now. [Logs] -- Will have more individualistic master-lists and posts there, my poems from Sheik Sphere the Bard, etc.

Things of that nature, I'll probably add still. It's where a lot of my creative writing is summed. [Gems of Hydaelyn] -- My main #tag for other characters and artists, creationist. Lot of amazing people easily to find their zones or follow them optionally if you like. Ton's I intend to support and bolster, be a lot less unspoken. I'm never the type who's been strictly inclusive. But I'll do that when I've time to even explore the dash, I'm always still planning ahead with things and projects. [CKS] My original character-sheet it's outdated on something's but not too terrible. I'll give him polishing someday, I swear? [21+F-List] -- Just purely degenerate stuff of Captain. I'm a pirate blog. I will represent that with openness and furthermore. I'm never projecting you some false-image. I started off a smut-writer by stripping that, I no-longer represent the same aura and identity. But those are strictly his stuff and kinks, I'm effective in executing them but they're not all relatable to me OOC. This blog will always be 18+ containing crude or dark material sometimes, romantic things, this Captain is blunt, will literally put his cock on the table in conversations. Swearing and being censored would be too uncommon and displace most of him, but there's more about him then all this. [Other] -- I pay homage to a lot of characters, I originally am a Concept Designer. Which mean's I make characters and ideas like my addiction. Bad characters / villains or other little things I like to share in designs, I'll put there. Some villains might get little photo-sets, even if they died. Just cause I like their design, or maybe I'll give them an AU, where they won. When I've wrapped up things. [Collabs + Ships] -- Is a new project idea. This isn't going to be something limited too romantic only ships. It'll contain, platonic, romantic, friendships, rivals, frenemies, family, PC Crew, all ships. I am desperately working on improving my gif, screenshot, posing game so I can supply 'Screen Stories' this is not only a way to RP that's accessible with even people who are upon time-crunches from work, It gives visual-representation. To impactful stories shared with others and establish bonds. That are all-valid and impactful matter. Lot of people take a lot of their characters attributes into them and are them dialed up, I work with that and bit more, differently. I'm disconnected from my characters and they'll get hurt and injured and killed by me, that's my duty as their Author to give them conflicts and struggles. I'm their major antagonist, but that doesn't mean at-all, it's always SET that way. The characters I like to make have their own life, they live in this setting and are abide by it, they're often nothing, nobodies, and by the interacting with others, they slowly gradually building, more... Through emotional impacts, they alter, these are REAL people by all their beliefs. Each person they come in-contact with are legitimate and treated like that too. They've always impacted or given them insights to grow, or represent more. Otherwise it'd be criminally disrespectful if I allowed any emotional I felt OOC be the grudge to something IC. Captain in-particular is set on defying me. I cannot have that. ...But I can't stop him. He's met and encountered so many people and lived so many scenarios based on the actions of others, he's giving a chance right now to actually do things a lot further than impossible. The more people he meets and encounters, experiences, the more I lose. These stories are emotionally interactive where everything is a factor and adds to the dice, where the other people are the one who get to roll the dice for him, not me. That's something I want to color in. People range in emotions, they have their down's, ups, their own wholesome-grounding people, spending time with your favorite people, there's nothing more cherishing than that, being in your own comfort-zone or 'safe-space' these are all treasures that we live under, today. Contrary if what people assume of me, I'm not another 'blogger' that's came

before, who's wanting to force a harem, then constantly is bewildered when that falls to pieces cause of selfishness or a lack of communication, or the skeletons they have in their closets and beliefs they hid behind and swindled fooled everyone. I'm not looking to be popular or anything really, I just create stories and want to share in those, and I want to also boost others included, upward with me, especially those who make me. There's no ego in anything I do, this is purely love. I've never cared about being replicated or duplicated, I've had stalkers, I've gone through more then anyone would imagine, I've been used OOC and abused, just for my writing and cold-harshly told, i'd never amount to anything other then that or vice-versa. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Passion. That's all I got and am anymore. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Passion is the hardest thing to keep. It's something that can be stolen, quite effortlessly. Few words of discouragement, a bad negative representation, a lack of confidence, or small amount of time, there's many thing's that can put that flame out. Once you lose it. The difficulty to reattain is hundred-times harder than climbing any mountain for real. I've watched the greatest creators crumble from under the pressure, from beaten down by others. I watched many of them do it to themselves because they put a grand vision of needing validation of another and once lost, felt uncompelling to press onward. But passion also can be given BACK and drawn. It can be shown and encourage others, with a soft-triggering, that pushes them. That motivates, that constantly sticks to it. There are many that fuel me. If I ever quit, I let them down, I spit in the faces of people who're better than me in every-way. Or people who've came and given me their precious Time. That have given their character's or dedication to the abundant stories and community-driven things I've done. There's ONLY things you can do, create, give and provide. It cannot ever come to life without YOU. This is a fact. ...I swear, If you let your creativity soar, you'll be amazed by the heights you get. Constantly polish and learn and hone the best you, challenge yourself day after painstaking day, to draw better improvement on something, no matter how trivial or unfamiliar you are. You'll find a confidence only you can give yourself. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Future Plans --------------------------------------------------------------------- For me, I've got so much more stories to give and also explore, I might be taking up soon some other artists and more skilled people from community and hire them for some of my future writes, to up my game or cause something thing's can't be done in-game cause no background carries it. I also got a lot of-set up things and more angst stuff I want to practice, plus I'm adamantly on that grind to produce screen-sets with the intent's to some sort of improving daily. Additionally more people I'll be reaching out too soon for these collab's ideas and things. I look forward to shaking your hands, giving some hugs, show you my respect and admiration, then creating some enchanting stories and giving plots light. Feel free to reach out to me, I get scattered-brain but I'm working on getting better about it. Eventually will get to you though, my goals, if uninterested just say so when I poke, no bites, unless you kinky. Anyways, cheers hearties.