#renny

[treason-and-plot]

Flashback to Mia and Nanette's first trip to Paris.

[chernobog13]

Doc Savage and his Fabulous Five (plus cousin, Pat) by the late, great John Casaday.

[sebbiesolace]

Ya'know I was gonna ask you at some point before you became mangled but, eh. Serves my dumbass right for dipping.

Uhh, where was I going with this??? Right! Opinion on the color purple? And any tips for me , to uhh stop being amphibian? Because It is not pleasant getting salt water on my, fresh water ass.

-[Renny]

"I'm-"

[He hugged himself. Maimed? He wasn't maimed. He was fine, wasn't he?]

"I'm not.. MAIMED...."

"I look good in purple, and you can't just.. become not amphibian. You are as you are."

[bejeweled-wahlberg]

S3 Ep23: Something Bad

In this episode we see Henry turning into spikegan and delilah trying to calm him down. Sunny and red kiss for the first time and yes red does get zapped but she has to go through it. Varina is excited that Michaela is going to be an aunt to summer’s baby and phineas reminds Candace about his Robotic Arm

Varina belongs to @jokerislandgirl32

[nothingxs]

FFXIV Write // Sally

"Heah!"

The carriage was going as fast as it could, its cargo shaking heavily in the back as the wheels strained and jostled against the uneven ground. The robed woman stayed in the back, her cowl pulled down and obscuring her head. She turned just so, look out to the back.

Celica was perched on the back lip, reaching for another arrow from an unfolded pack on the side as she looked about, still clutching a bow. Another pair of arrows whizzed past the carriage and she nocked her own, aimed haphazardly, and let it loose. And then the carriage hit a branch, and she hung on where she could, scowling.

"They're still gainin' on us—fuck! So long as the 'bos can keep goin'…" As if on cue, the choked, curdling noise of a chocobo meeting its end by an arrow through the neck resonated, and the carriage careened off to the side as its body went under the wheels and sent it briefly sideways before landing somehow still upright, though several wheels had been smashed. The driver had been thrown backwards into the cart itself. Celica managed to mostly keep herself upright, but was now relying on the cover offered by the cart to obscure her. She grit her teeth and reached down for her old, trusty greatsword.

"Swordswoman, a moment."

The woman in the robes turned her head to Celica, and pulled her hood back. A Xaela woman, fair-skinned, with hair of a curious, deep royal purple hue, and horns that were /just/ tinted in a similar manner. Her eyes were piercing and sat in pools of black, making the rings in them all the more apparent.

"You intend to face them alone." Her tone was matter-of-fact, but not accusatory.

Celica raised her eyebrows. "Well, if we want any chance of walkin' away, someone's at least goin' to have t' talk to them."

"From the arrows I have seen and the region we find ourselves in, I gather that they are Couerlclaw. I am told there is no negotiation with them that does not end in death or chains. You would speak to them, knowing this?" The woman tilted her head just so.

"…No, not personally. I was gonna let this one do most of the chatter," she said, her head motioning towards the blade that was now slung over her shoulder.

"Then I suppose additional negotiators would not be unwelcome." She rose to her feet, looking now over to Celica, picking up a long staff that had been resting in a corner among several other satchels and packages. She held the staff less like a staff, and more like a spear.

Celica's eyebrows both rose. "…Well, th' more th' merrier," said deadpan before she turned to the driver and took a more serious tone. "Stay under cover," direct instructions. She turned to the Xaela. "Conjurer?"

"In training."

"Good enough for me. You can make a distraction?"

"More than one."

"Just th' one. When you finish, we run into the brush on th' side and get into th' thick to cut angles." She dug around the caravan and pulled out a shield, which looked a bit mismatched given the massive sword. "You're with me; we'll have a better chance if we can watch each other's backs."

"Very well." She moved to get under cover of the caravan and prepared her staff, which she now more properly held like one.

"…You've got a name, lass?"

"Renny, by any spelling." Renny's voice remained at an even keel, calm. Almost chilling.

"…Right," she said, chuckling in a small bit of disbelief. "Well, we go when you start us off."

The staff was brought up, and as they heard the footsteps of one of the bandits slowly approach, Renny began her incantation.

[newyorkthegoldenage]

The Renaissance Ballroom and Casino at 138th Street and Seventh Avenue (now Adam Clayton Blvd.), ca. 1925. Called "the Renny" by locals, it featured jazz artists such as Louis Armstrong, Fletcher Henderson, Duke Ellington, Count Basie, Cab Calloway, Lionel Hampton, Cootie Williams, Bessie Smith, Lena Horne, Billie Holiday, and Ella Fitzgerald.

Photo: Michael Ochs Archives/Getty Images

[simikae]

can you imagine if you got your shit rocked by a 3 foot nothing notorious criminal in an alleyway and then a few years later she became a champion of god because she found her in that very same alleyway. personally i’d lose my mind about it

[oheyfox]

EUREKA

I'm in midterms so it's a lil slow here

Good luck to anyone else taking exams ❤

[silversoulcreations]

Renasia Nialo

=================== Basics Name: Renasia Nialo Nickname: Renny, Starlily Alias: Lady Renasia Nialo Other: Beastmaster Renny Age: 87 Race: Rendorei {Cursed} Gender: Female Pronouns: She/Her - They/Them Sexuality: Curious / Questioning Alignment: Chaotic Good Relationship Status: Courting...... ===================

Physical Appearance Hair: Blue-Black Eyes: Bright Teal Complexion: Sunkissed Tan Height: 5' 7" Weight: 110 lbs Build: Lithe, athletic with feminine curves. Tattoos: None Yet Scars: Small barely there scar on her abdomen Piercings: Both ears at the Lobe Common Accessories: Nearly always has either a flower crown, or some kind of bow, barrette or circlet pinning up her hair, or crowning her features. Rarely far from her bow, or a necklace that hangs around her neck, showing the raven sigil of her house. =================== Personal Information Profession: Mercenary, Ranger, Huntress, Beastmaster Hobbies: Hunting, Fishing, Swimming, Reading, tending to her animals. Languages Spoken: Common, Thalassian, Orcish Languages Written: Common, Thalassian, Orcish Languages Other: Common, Thalassian Residence: Currently Wandering, though she has an apartment in Stormwind. Birthplace: Quel'thelas Common Haunts: Stormwind, Pandaria, Hallowfall Likes / Favorites: Chocolate, Wine, Cats, Swimming in the moonlight, Warm Apple Cider. Dislikes / Fears: Being alone, Being mistreated, Bullies, Cruelty. =================== Relationships Partner{s}: Byron Trueheart Children: None Yet Siblings: Jarethius Nialo {Brother} Jaredian Nialo {Brother} Parents: Emilia Nialo - Deceased // Raevenos Nialo - Deceased Neices / Nephews: Elden {Gizrax's Son}, Runak {Dumbus's Son}, Zumag {Dumbus's Son}, Fenara {Dumbus's Daughter}, Banar {Dumbus's Son}, Rimza {Dumbus's Daughter} =================== Mentality Social Level: Somewhat shy, quiet, reserved, but sweet. Positive Personality Trait: Gentle, Compassionate, Altruistic Negative Personality Trait: Timid, Aloof, Flighty Random Quirk / Tick: Likes to whistle or humm when she's particularly nervous or afraid. Addictions: None Currently Habits: Habitually sticks to the shadows, so used to having to hide or keep quiet around those that might want to hurt her, it has carried into her day to day. =================== RP - Hooks

1. If you've been around Hallowfall over the past few weeks, you may have seen this shadow wandering, helping Lamplighters from a distance, both with the Kobyss and Nerubians, as well as with their own fallen brethren. 2. You've met her brothers, who have been looking for her for years on end now, and decide to stop her and talk to her.

3. You need a guide. She's traveled more through the dark places of this world than most would be comfortable talking about, much less doing themselves. =================== Character Media

Girl really needs more art. More will come ♥

[malfunctioning-mantis]

the girls are fighting.......!!!!!

@mindboogling @pokeninjager-ghost-art @ahatintime-oc-competition

[druckers]

HUGE IF TRUE!!!!!

[the-ren-and-stimpy-fan-club]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY REN HÖEK!!!!!!! 🎂🍰☕️🥡

[sebbiesolace]

I'm not daft! I just don't care. If I stopped being friendly to everyone whose threatened me, or insulted me, I wouldn't be around this long. Kill em' with kindness, heh. And toxins are a great deterrent, so most things that could want to eat me, just can't.

*They sound genuinely honest. They fiddle with their hands before they speak again.*

I mean if you want me to go now, I will. I donno. Talking to someone that isn't a drawing is nice.

-[Renny]

"Oh, I see.... You've been lucky."

[He flicked an earfin, clicking his teeth together.]

"You can stay. Even if you very well be just as nuts as I am..."

[bejeweled-wahlberg]

S3 Ep7: And Baby Lets Go Higher

Phineas and Marissa sneak into Mrs.Kapowskli’s Classroom to get some recipes for a cake but an colored smoked bomb exploded in the classroom in which Phineas and Marissa both regret it. Josephine’s Twin sister Jessalyn Transfers To seabrook high, sunny and red are in love, Henry is singing a song about chicken nuggets again 🤦🏻‍♀️

[tackypies]

renny info post!

just a compilation post of my tav & his friends & family... probably gonna update it as i flesh his background out more

Born in the Gate's Lower City, Renny was raised by an entire adventuring party. His mother and father retired after deciding to start a family, but their friends remained in close contact with them. Renny's memories of childhood are bustling and vibrant. He remembers playing with his siblings, Lavnia and Halry, in his parents' apothecary, with a new colorful character to beg stories from every month. From a young age, Renny yearned to go on a great adventure worthy of telling.

Tragedy struck when he was 10 years old. A fire broke out in the Heapside, consuming the neighborhood his family lived in. While Lavnia and Halry escaped unscathed, Renny was severely burned on his face and his parents perished in the inferno. The newly orphaned siblings were taken in by Ahmira Copperherath, a family friend, who loved them as if they were her own.

For a good year, Renny was in a deep depression. It was Ahmira who helped him by providing him music lessons. While he went through the motions at first, everything changed when she taught him magic. She showed him how to listen to the memories of the world, how to tie the Weave and pluck it to form melodic spells. Given a new way to connect the world, Renny reemerged with a single desire: to become a great bardic hero.

Renny and his siblings began adventuring once they all came of age. Chasing off bandits, clearing roads of dangerous beasts, and escorting merchants made up most of their gigs. Years of such mundane work made Renny restless. He began pushing for them to take on riskier work, arguing it was important for them to make their names known. Eventually, Lavnia and Halry agreed. They located a hitherto unexplored dungeon in the Fields of the Dead and plunged into its depths.

A great reward awaited them: an ancient spellbook written by a witch. Renny didn't recognize the author, Vilhara, but that didn't matter. Among the pages were arcane spell-songs that'd been lost to time, promising forgotten power to the wielder. How could a bard resist such temptation?

The siblings began to bicker. Renny and Halry wanted Vilhara's tome for themselves, while Lavnia insisted they destroy it. Night fell. Wary of danger, they agreed to take some time to cool off their heads and to reconvene the following morning.

But Halry made off with Vilhara's spellbook in the dead of night. Incensed by the betrayal, Renny swore to find his brother and to take back what was his. He set off to find Halry…

… only to be picked up by the nautiloid.

BIOLOGICAL FAMILY

Roderic Oldoak (Deceased)

Lightfoot halfling, swarmkeeper ranger (insects)

Served as a Flaming Fist for 5 years, then left to become a traveling adventurer

Elia Oldoak (Deceased)

Shield dwarf, Circle of the Land druid (mountains)

A Mirabar native. Met Roderic during his adventuring days, former pharmacist

Lavnia Oldoak (30 yrs old)

Lightfoot halfling with dwarvish heritage, beast master ranger

Less chatty but most sensible out of the three. Continues their parents’ apothecary and frequently adventures to restock. Her companion is a giant fire beetle called Glander (dwarvish for “gem”)

Halry Oldoak (40 yrs old)

Lightfoot halfling with dwarvish heritage, armorer artificer

Often lost in his own head, obsessed with the Gondians and regularly makes visits to the High House. He's always tinkering on something.

FRIENDS & LOVED ONES

Ahmira Copperhearth (60-ish yrs old)

Mephistopheles tiefling, College of Swords bard

The siblings' adoptive mother. One of his parents’ many old friends. Took Renny & Lavnia in after their parents’ passing. Renny’s mentor in all things bard. Taught both the kids how to play music.

Sigrid (?? years old)

Half-elf (wood), divination wizard

Former member of the Oldoak's adventuring party. Frequently visited the apothecary to babysit and read to the kids.

Dog (55 years old)

Human, champion

Former member of the Oldoak's adventuring party. Something like a weird uncle to them. Nobody knows his real name.

Inva Abbylan (?? years old)

Forest gnome, civilian merchant

One of the Oldoak's business partners. She works with Lavnia nowadays.

Issana Woodsmith (33 years old)

Lightfoot halfling, Pact of the Archfey warlock

Renny and Lavnia's childhood friend, former Fleetfoot. She's always had a flair for theatrics and (fun) bad ideas. Her disappearance greatly concerns Renny.

Sorian Riddon (36 years old)

Wood elf, battle master fighter

Another one of Renny and Lavnia's childhood friends, former Fleetfoot - he's proud about the fact that he was the only elf member, thank you. Overthinker.

[radiomogai]

Occunous Referential Language

you know how some words are gendered, like wife, or brother, or aunt? yeah we made some of those for occunous, just to be self-indulgent. the 'typical' word is on the left, the occunous version is on the right. you don't have to use these if you're occunous, and you can use them if you're not, they're just for fun & comfort!!

Auntcle: Scyne Child: Pupilin (plural 'pupilren') Datemate: Viewfriend, horrorfriend Grandparent: Grandsecuren, grandsese, grandseesee, grandsee Nibling: Desling Parent: Securen, sese, seesee, renny Sibling: Descryn, des, dessy Spouse: Beholdarling, beheld Unspecified family member: Sclerative Unspecified partner: Sight

sclerative was made with chosen/found family in mind, but isn't limited to that. sight, along with viewfriend/horrorfriend and beholdarling/beheld, can be used for any partner; it doesn't have to be romantic

we got a lot of help from our chosen family Tanagerbirds with this, thank you again so much!!! we'll be adding etymology and our thought processes for coining these in a reblog in order to not make this post too long lol

Taglist: @aetherive @en8y @queermogaigremlin @neopronouns @hoardicboy @liom-archive @kiruliom @mogai-sunflowers @local-yurei @revenant-coining and also tagging @sir-eldritch as you made a list of referential language and this seems like something you may be interested in