#rosa (arknights)

[wakameyogurt]

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[stellar-jasper]

siege equiptment workshop

[chilopodakiss]

old doodles too

[superheavyloadermech]

[bocchis]

Advancing the Rosa doodle too...

[poripappa]

I accidentally deleted my prev thumblr acc and now im reposting the only art I posted 😭😭😭

[helytzaa]

bunch of arknights' sketches ...

[reinadraus]

Urm wowie

[lesbianinaginkgoforest]

I've been meaning to make this meme for 6 months ever since I tweeted a written version of this

[oltammefru]

what do you think of the Jetman and Goptnik the bear, which one is your favorite way to beat them up and also what's your favorite map in which you'd put Rosa in it/what kind of strats would you run if Rosa was your main dps.

Jetman isn't an IS3 enemy but I'll share my thoughts on them anyway. The first time I made it to midboss in IS2 involved myself quickly getting pummeled into the ground by Jetman and I still mostly associate Jetman with that experience despite them being like, a pretty easy boss.

Ranged units with 5 ranged are unusually good in general in IS3 and Rosa is the best out of them. Shoutouts to Avoid Unsafe Roads in particular where if you place Rosa to the ranged tile 2 tiles right of the center-right def tile, she can hit the boss from spawn. I'm also a really big fan of Rosa on Highmore fight. Don't bring her on S3 to the Last Knight fight.

Getting Rosa to work as a primary source of DPS mostly involves giving her enough melee support to hold enemies in range/block them.

Fun Rosa fact: she's part of the teamcomp of what I'm pretty sure is the only SW15 Relicless 3 operator clear (along with Ling and Texas2). (Although I am pretty sure Pozy can do it in place of Rosa, it's just that no one has bothered to do it.)

[kara-knuckles]

Based on my dorms history and some of the costumes, I like to think that at some point the Ursus girls were in charge of one of Rhodes cafeterias as a part of their rehabilitation. I headcanon that there is a bunch of small cafes all over the ship that are designed to have a therapeutic effect on its patrons, and this one in particular has lots of greenery in it.

The girls were obviously given some help and guidance, but they were encouraged to figure out what to do with this place by themselves. So they promptly renamed it The Big Dipper and decided on their roles. Gummy is the chef; she works with the main kitchen, but she also personally comes up with the menu for this specific cafe. Rosa is the accountant/manager/barista; she has the best know-how to run an establishment and chatting with visitors helps her with understanding different perspectives. Istina is the waitress; since this place is so small, she can both observe and connect with people without feeling overwhelmed. Zima is the bouncer. This cafe doesn't actually need one, but it was the best job she could come up with; other than occasional incidents, she mostly makes sure no one litters and checks the plants (she got very attached to them). She and Istina also arranged a shelf with various books you can read during your meal. Finally, Leto sometimes comes to play live music. I don't know enough about her to come up with a more pronounced role, please, check back in about half a year for that ToT

[stellar-jasper]

Rosa in a casual outfit!! How does she function so flawlessly in her default outfit she’s so fancy

[blukou]

Ursus Student Self-Government Group takes a group photo

[ribbonnese]

tw sh

[bocchis]

RosaZima sketches... and yeah turned zima into a vampire... and she's taking blood from her favorite blood donator which she hates (loves)

[celia-witch]

I transcribed Rosa's module... gurl...

Siege Equipment Training Device

Chernobog.

Natalya Curled up her legs to cover them with the plastic sheet. She already knew how to get a little warmth while sleeping alone, and how to avoid being discovered by the other refugees or the Reunion Movement. It wasn’t actually time to sleep, but she was too tired. In hopes of getting Lada a little soup with flavor for her fever , Sonya grabbed a leather belt off another group of refugees. And, of course, they didn’t let her go easy. They chased Sonya all the way back to their hiding place. The commotion woke the already weak and drowsy Natalya. She used the huge weapon she had been carrying on her back for the first time.

A few days ago, the dragged it out of a burnt-out ruin, and after inspecting the remaining parts, despair yet again cast its shadow on their hearts—it was practically unusable. Natalya describes it as a former siege weapon, now abandoned. Several eyes looked it over only to fall into silence.

But Natalya still found a few almost-usable cloth straps and fixed the huge device to her shoulder. Anna and Sonya said nothing, they just clutched their own handy weapons tightly and walked on in silence. Natalya followed.

The massive weapon no rested across the bottom of Lada’s neck covered with a layer of found fabric, making it just a little bit softer. It didn’t actually fire anything that could cause real damage in the recent scuffle, but Natalya stood in front of a few already broken refugees, and snapped off a component of unknown function— the weapons worked strangely, a mixture of thick black smoke and flames gushed out, igniting the debris next to it. The fire drove off the refugees who were pursuing Sonya, meaning they lost their own hiding place.

Several hands tugged at the plastic sheet in the corner. Anna coughed weakly, trying to muffle the sound in her throat. Sonya stared into space with her eyes open, not allowing herself to sleep. The flickering flames in the distance reflected on their faces. The feverish Lada suddenly clenched her fists and woke up from her sleep, muttering and grabbing at the small pot next to her, preparing to rush out.

Anna skillfully placed her hand over Lada’s forehead, and Sonya pressed down the corner of the plastic sheet to prevent the wind from coming in. Through the gap in the sheet, they saw the dark night sky, glittering stars, and Natalya cowering alone nearby. Lada murmured and reached out to her, and after grabbing her equally pale hand, she quieted down and slowly fell back asleep. The Next day, Natalya felt an unfamiliar warmth beside her. When she woke up she saw a small, yellow, dirty star-shaped plush toy hanging off her weapon, swaying back and forth. Lada wrinkled her nose and laughed.

Rhodes Island.

‘Please wait a moment, Sonya. I’m not ready yet.’

‘Uhg, you suck, Natalya.’

‘Listen, you’re a logistics operator, and you’re the one who applied for a replacement weapon. How did I end up being the one pushing you through the process?’

‘Because I suddenly realized that I’ve gotten used to it.’

‘You’ve never even fired the thing. The last time you tried, the pile of scrap almost exploded on you.’

‘I know how to maximally utilize its functions.’

‘You told us it was a military siege weapon.’

‘Well, I like its color.’

‘Uhg, are you screwing with me? Do you wanna use it or not?’

The white-haired girl laughed. She fiddled with a dirty, tattered, star-shaped plush toy behind her back and remembered the night when she huddled with her companions for warmth.

‘I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want to replace it. To me, Sonya, it’s more than just a weapon.’