#siv speaks

[sirspeep]

the way he was FULLY looking at dreamstat here. we all joked about it, we all had a laugh, "ahah dream lestat told him to say no" HE DID. HE FUCKING DID.

[kittyskitty-pokehub]

//yall what if Siobhan had an umbreon and had way less therapy bills....

[howl-at--the-sun]

Gus Grissom for the bingo?

will forever be salty about how tom wolfe did my boy dirty :(

[shitposting-puppet]

@bishipsaremyships Denichii siv

[mewtwoandme]

Could Jeo relate to this? Does Siv like Candy corn?

I would take more pleasure in eating an actual candle than ingesting that garbage you call candy...

What exactly is candy corn?

An abomination. And speaking as a former man made abomination myself, that's saying a lot

Oh...

[ahamkara-apologist]

people gotta start thinking critically about destiny's conflicts. of course the vanguard is on the side of the 'good guys' a lot of the time due to the witness going "its shaping time" and witnessing all over the place but there's been a good many times it's just been a war. a bloody, painful war where two sides fought only for survival. both sides did pretty horrible things, because both sides believed the other had to be driven away or killed if there was any hope of survival. I wonder what things would have been like if the factions had come across golden age earth, though- maybe there would have been next to no fighting at all, and the eliksni would have been allies way earlier

no fr, people need to understand that the issue with the Eliksni-Human wars is that they were both about survival, rather than how the rest of the conflicts we experienced worked. With Ghaul, it was about conquest. With the Witness, it was about preventing the total extinction of the known universe. But with the Eliksni, it was always about survival. Raiding gangs hit human civilizations not because of pure malice, but because the Eliksni were just as starved for resources as we were after the collapse. This isn't to say that they didn't also kill out of cruelty, because of course many of them did, but killing human children because the alternative is starvation for your own hatchlings is not some great transgression like people paint it as. It's just life in a time of great scarcity. It's only a step above simple predation, and that does not account for the massive scope of retaliation that humankind did in return. As far as I'm concerned, we're equally matched in terms of awful shit being done to each other

I was just reading the Stolen Intelligence and it starts off with the account of a Hidden agent who was speaking about the need to prevent Eliksni unification, how the near-complete collapse of their society was a good thing for the goal of eradicating them from Sol, and which Eliksni in particular needed to be destroyed to prevent Eliksni reunification. Granted, this was from Season of the Drifter, so it's outdated, but even accounting for human-Eliksni aggression, its fucking horrifying to hear about a people who only came to Sol because of the near-complete annihilation of their home planet. Here are the excerpts.

The recent trending emergence of so-called "crime syndicates" (cf. report #004-FALLEN-SIV) is emblematic of the continuing destructuralization of Fallen society. Likely an artifact of multi-generational colonization of human strongholds, this agent believes that because these syndicates have no relation to indigenous Fallen culture, young Fallen are appropriating and imitating human mythology in absence of a strong cultural heritage of their own. Much like the dissolution of the Kell/Archon theology, this is positive news for those interested in the complete extirpation of invasive Fallen from the system.

This isn't about settling a war, this is about extermination of a species through cultural genocide. But wait, let's hear what this agent has to say about Misraaks. You know, our buddy Misraaks? Our best dude that we're working our asses off trying to save?

VIP #3987, another former confederate of the Awoken, is a lesser-known personality known as Mithrax. Scattered field reports suggest that like #1121, #3987 styles himself a Kell of the so-called "House Light," an otherwise unknown House apparently founded by #3987 himself. We have secondhand accounts that Mithrax has engaged in allied operations with Guardians in the field, though we have not as yet been able to corroborate these accounts with any degree of veracity. This agent is inclined to treat these reports with a healthy degree of skepticism until otherwise confirmed, as they may be propaganda from Fallen sympathizers in the Old Russian and Red War Guardian cohorts. We have requested intelligence records from the Awoken which may further clarify the matter. In addition, whatever the findings of said intelligence records may be, it should be stressed that one or two sympathetic outliers cannot be relied upon to erase the wrongs of past centuries, nor should their good-faith efforts to correct the sins of their forebears be taken as sufficient symbolic reparation.

Charming. This is bad enough, but listen to what they had to say about Eramis. Now try to tell me again that she's being a bitch for not trusting us, when this was how they were speaking about her barely a few years before she was captured by us in Revenant.

VIP #2029, a once-known personality known as Eramis, or Eramis, the Shipstealer. A House Devils Baroness incarcerated during the Wolf Wars, #2029 successfully fled the Prison of Elders during the mass escape orchestrated by #1121. #2029 is a classical Fallen pirate of the old ways: vicious, uncompromising, and possessing cunning of the highest degree. Field reports indicate that she is rallying violent dissidents to reconstruct House Devils from the ground up. This agent believes her to be the most viable candidate for universal Fallen reunification, and would urge the Vanguard and other interested leadership to aggressively prioritize her destruction. We have come too far to pull our punches now.

This goes beyond simple warfare. The Eliksni did not hold any sufficient power to actually destroy the Last City since the Final Attempt. This Hidden agent wanted complete annihilation. This is talking about going around a beaten-down people that barely holds any more legitimate threats to the Last City and systematically wiping out any attempt for them to even reform their society on the minute basis that they might be able to mount an attack. This is calling for the utter annihilation of a society that suffered an apocalypse that was quite possibly worse than what we suffered in the Collapse, after they were already beaten.

Like, idk, maybe I'm just being extra sensitive bc I live in America, but family is Iranian, so I've been hearing our government talk about how they need to eradicate Middle Eastern threats before they ever come to fruition. But like. Holy fucking shit. We were not the good guys in this scenario. This doesn't make the Eliksni the saints, either, but it's very, very fucking clear that we weren't fighting for the greater good, either. There is no reason that military operations should ever go this far when the enemy is already as good as defeated. It's frankly a fuckin' miracle that any Eliksni are putting any faith in us at all, and it's really only because there's no other option at this point than to try to cozy up to our good side to avoid annihilation.

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[negative-speedforce]

Good Form

Ft. @shrinkthisviolet's Morgan Wells (RF!Morgan Variant) and my OC Siv Thawne. Takes place shortly before this. Happy birthday!

"Your form is off."

Morgan could sense the person standing behind her before she even heard them speak. The lightning in her veins reacted to their presence, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up on end. Morgan turned around slowly, ready to face off with whoever this was.

A small yet heavily muscular young woman stood behind Morgan, bloodstained bandages wrapped around her knuckles. Her hair was dark, cropped, and coily, and a scar ran over one eye, cutting through her left eyebrow.

"I'm Siv. She/they." They held out a hand for Morgan to shake. Morgan noticed the lightning bolt shaved into the side of her hair, and the lightning bolt-shaped industrial piercing in their ear. If they were a speedster, which they probably were, they weren't exactly subtle.

"Morgan. She/her."

"I know." Siv waved her off, nonchalant. Morgan frowned hesitantly. Who was this, anyway? "I saw you're having trouble with the bag. Mind if I show you the works?"

Morgan took her hand, a spark of lightning passing from Siv's hand into hers. Morgan pulled her hand back in shock. "Ow!"

"I tend to have that effect on people." Siv shrugged. "First of all, your hands are wrapped wrong. You have to wrap the knuckles individually, you can't just wad it around your hand like fucking toilet paper and hope for the best."

"How do you know all this?"

"What, stuff about boxing or about you?" Siv looked up, a knowing look in gray-blue eyes that seemed far too familiar. "Because either way, it's not every day you meet someone else who was raised a weapon."

Morgan took a step back, narrowing her eyes. "Who are you?"

"Sivonne Alessandra Thawne, at your service." Siv took a bow, keeping her eyes fixed on Morgan. It was clear that Siv was just as uneasy around Morgan as she was around them, even with their nonchalant exterior. "Before you ask- no, I'm not working with him, and yes, I am his child."

"Why did you come here?" Morgan adjusted her hand wraps, the way Siv had shown her. "Obviously not just to teach me to punch."

"No." Siv replied, standing by the punching bag. "First, you have to keep one foot forward- the nondominant one. I'm a southpaw, so I've got my right one forward, but you might want to lead with your left."

"Southpaw?"

"Lefty." Siv clarified. "Sorry, I've been in Muay Thai since I was in fuckin' Pull-Ups, so the language is pretty ingrained."

Morgan nodded. "I'm also left-handed."

"If you're left-handed, you're going to want to lead with your right. Keep your hand closed tightly, and don't tuck in your thumb or you're going to break your whole fucking hand, got it?" Siv explained, making a faux strike at the punching bag to show Morgan her technique.

Morgan clenched her fist, throwing her weight forward. Her fist met the punching bag, sending it swinging backward. "Like that?"

"Good." Siv nodded, turning to leave. "Keep it up. You'll need it."

"Wait." Morgan paused, suspicious. "Why are you actually here?"

"I heard you've caught a bit of heat here." Siv replied. "Thought you might need somewhere to go."

"Why are you doing this?"

"Because I've been you." Siv held out a small sticky note with an address on it, 'Earth-2002' written in parentheses at the bottom. "I know what it's like to be stuck in between a rock and a hard place. And I could use a little help getting rid of my universe's Eobard problem."

"So that's why you're here." Morgan narrowed her eyes. "You need an exterminator."

"And you need an ally." Siv countered. "One day they're all going to turn on you, and you're going to be alone. When that happens, you're going to need someone on your side. I'm offering to be that person."

"I don't take that from strangers." Morgan replied. In a flash of lightning, she dashed towards Siv, who caught her by the arm, fingers digging into her flesh.

Siv grinned, baring their teeth, more as a threat than a gesture of joy. Something about Siv seemed to burn into Morgan, the tingles in her stomach turning to full-on nausea. "Rule number one that most people learn? Don't test me. I make a far better ally than enemy."

"So I hear." Morgan pulled her arm from Siv's grasp. "I'll think about your offer."

"Don't forget what I said." Siv gestured to the punching bag. "Otherwise, you're going to break something."

Morgan got the feeling that they meant something more than just her hand, but chose to let it go. Siv threw a few more mock punches, just for appearances, then unwrapped her knuckles, which were surprisingly pristine considering the blood on the wraps (someone else's?) and turned to leave.

"You need an ally." Siv said as she left. "Chances are, you're not going to find one around here."

[necroticyuzu]

Thx for tagging me in this fun little "Get to know your Tav/Durge" tag game @falcatamandarina. Was hard to figure out who to write about since I got a fair amount of Tav/Durge's but landed on my current 4th playthrough.

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Name: Tamia Geraldottir

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Heterosexual

MBTI: INTJ-A (added this because I find this stuff fun)

O T H E R

Family: Her father Gerald, a Half-Dwarf who managed to woo her traveling mercenary Orc mother Vel who then had her and her younger sister Sarina during their rocky relationship. With their mother mostly traveling only to see her 2-3 times a year if lucky, they were primarily raised by their father. Tamia gets along with their knowledge-loving father while adventure-seeking younger sister Sarina once old enough went to travel with their mother. They also have paternal grandparents Dwarf Grandfather Bendal and Human Grandmother Siv.

Birthplace: Blackgate in Baldur's Gate and where she lived up until her early 20's when she moved to Waterdeep for work.

Job: She's a Record Keeper and Cleric at the Font of Knowledge in Waterdeep in the service of Oghma.

Phobia: Acrophobia that started out mildly as a kid from falling off the roof of her family home to then get worse as she fell out from a giant tower in her late teens.

Guilty pleasure: Reading Smut during work hours when in need of a break from record keeping and with no one around to witness and judge her.

Hobbies: Experimenting with food recipes she finds from different countries with mixed results.

M O R A L S

Alignment: Neutral Good

Sins: Terrible at keeping secrets because they tend to speak first only to realize soon after that "maybe mentioning this sensitive part was not such a good idea?". She has worked on it since she was a kid but every once in a while, she slips up once again.

Virtues: Offer healing to those who are in need of it, share your knowledge with those who wish to learn, and treat others with the same kindness that you wish others to treat you. Take what she offers for granted or abuse it and you'll lose those privileges until proven worthy of it again.

T H I S O R T H A T

Introverted / Extroverted (An Extroverted Introvert)

Organized / Disorganized (Assumed dead if things are in Disarray)

Close minded / Open minded

Calm / Anxious / Restless

Disagreeable / Agreeable

Cautious / Reckless / In between

Patient / Impatient / In between

Outspoken / Reserved

Leader / Follower / Flexible

Empathetic / Unempathetic

Optimist / Pessimist / Realist (With a mix of Optimism)

Traditional / Modern / In between

Hardworking / Lazy ("What do you mean it's already dinner time?")

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

OTP: Ohh sweet Rolan! Tamia had no idea how deep she'd fallen for him until some months after the Netherbrain while she'd been helping him explore every nook and cranny of the tower to then record-keep everything they'd have found together.

Other ships: In an alternative universe that would have been Gale (which is who she romanced in-game)

Brotp: Conversations with Gale about random facts they've both learned through books has been a great activity to keep sane while tadpoled. Karlach's ability to bring out Tamia's more playful self is also a breath of fresh air that she didn't know she needed in life. As for other "tav's" that joined then Yarmaes the Drow Bard has been a great friend and resource for new information to learn from his unusual upbringing alone.

Notp: Lorroakan she'd gladly yeet out the window from the top floor of Ramazith's Tower with no means to save himself from gravity.

[finite-breakpoints]

frozen (Angstpril 2024, #2)

"What do you think his render's gonna be like, when he gets here?"

"Not sure. But he didn't seem too worried about it. And he can always change it again, if he's not happy with it." Demeter looks up from her datapad for a tick, a sharp frown creasing her brow. "Relax, Yori. Pacing a track into the floor won't get him here any faster."

"He wasn't worried about it because he didn't think the System was gonna recompile him." It comes out sharper than Yori should really be speaking to her sister -- but right now, she's not sure she can help it… or that she cares. "It's gonna take time to fix again, if it's not right. And Siv deserves better than for the first thing he sees in the mirror to be wrong… again."

"I never said he doesn't."

"I know, I know." You did, though, the first time. And you wonder why he doesn't talk to you. "I just… I'm worried about him. He should be here by now, shouldn't he? It's been almost a whole cycle."

Tron wakes up the status screen, and Yori watches the waves of compiler output scroll past, too fast to read, even if she could understand it. Lots of warnings.

"Still going." He follows her gaze, squeezes her hand. "Remember what Flynn said, before he left? Just because it says there are warnings…"

"Yeah. But a whole cascade of them? That doesn't seem good, does it?"

And no indication of progress, either.

"I don't know," he admits. "His code's fairly complex, isn't it? The automated screener could be taking a while."

"Or it could have flagged him." Demeter already seems resigned to it. Faintly disappointed at most, but even that might be a stretch. She's got just as much code in common with him as Yori does, just about -- but it's never seemed to matter. "Flynn never cleaned up his database, right? Still got all those fragments of malicious code kicking around in there."

"No." The idea of it -- of her brother not being here -- is catastrophic. "Siv wouldn't let him. Said the System deserved a chance to learn from what happened to us, what it took to fix... and then he'd let the System decide what to do with him afterward."

"Figures. Did this to himself, then."

Yori knows, of course, that the System doesn't see intent, or sense of purpose, or kindness… just code. Maybe all it sees is that list of malware signatures -- something meant to teach it, but… does it know that?

"Maybe," Yori says tonelessly. "But that doesn't mean he deserves it."

And as if in reply, the compiler's output stops. Freezes in place, the last message a cryptic error. Critical.

Tron steadies her as something in her code drops, dizzy and vertiginous.

::It's okay. Flynn can override it, or fix whatever isn't working.::

::He doesn't want that.::

::It might not be a major issue, Yori. Let's at least let Flynn take a look, okay?::

But she doesn't have an answer for him.

Demeter turns off the screen.

[sirspeep]

[thedomesticanthropologist]

Extremely important and serious question: does Sivvus ride like a.. normal, mortal horse? Re. his unintentional sojourn into Faerûn, I think it was mentioned in an earlier post that he was hunting and went through some kind of portal. Do they have, like... normal ass horses in the feywild? Does he own one? (Does it go through the portal with him , or buck him off into it?? Sounds hilarious either way)

I'd say I'd love to talk to the poor thing to hear what kind of stories it'd tell of him, but then I remembered he's a druid. Man knows speak with animals. He's the strangest little disney princess known to man.

His horse is named Pleiades, and they ADORE each other! Plei is a Celestial Charger

Now there's not like, a lot of lore I could pull from, so I did modify. In DND Celestial chargers are all unicorns. Plei is not! He is chaotic good, and looks metallic depending on how the light hits him. However, he is very soft.

Notes from the wiki:

A celestial creature was a creature living on one of the Upper Planes that bore a resemblance to a similar creature on the Material Plane. Often mistaken for half-celestials, these creatures were not nearly so powerful and did not share a bloodline with any of the true celestials. Many celestial creatures were to celestials as animals were to humans of the Material Plane.

He is Large, has dark vision, and higher intelligence than his Material Plane counterpart, the Stallion.

Fun Fact: Sivvus and Pleiades have a silent relationship for the most part! Though Siv does have Speak with Animals, he rarely uses it, and Pleiades is "retired", and not particularly social, so they tend to bond like two old men who shake their fist at children on the lawn but don't actually talk about much.

Sivvus braids Plei's mane and tail and keeps him impeccably groomed. When Siv fell through the portal, there was magic involved that made it so even though Plei was galloping full force forward, only Siv was transported.

Celestial Charger ref from wiki:

Pleiades fancy hair thanks to Sivs very talented hands:

[vexic929]

How would Rania and Dawn get along and/or how would Siv and Megitsune get along?

ooooooooooh Siv and Megitsune I think would get along pretty well honestly as long as they could get past the communication barrier as Megitsune only speaks in Japanese - Megitsune isn't one for murder personally, she tries not to even though her weapon of choice is katana, but she'd totally get the desire for patricide in Siv's situation and may even offer her assistance XD

Rania and Dawn would get along similarly to how Rania and Eo get along I think, Dawn's personality is pretty similar to Eobard's

[practically-an-x-man]

Okay but I am currently having OC thoughts so you are going to hear them-

Reggie as a parallel to Siv. Reggie being made via the same process that created Siv, except using xir mother's magic as a catalyst rather than the power of a cosmic entity that xe wouldn't be able to control. Reggie being made out of the love in xir parents' hearts rather than hatred and scheming. Xir parents raising xir like a normal child, with kindness and compassion, rather than grooming xir to be a trained killer held to an unachievable standard.

Reggie as a parallel to Siv, okay?

OOOOOH YESSSS!!

I love character parallels!! Thanks for the OC thoughts, I love this!

AND if I might add... Reggie is named after Gina, right? I think there's parallels in that too: the catalyst of Siv's downfall, so to speak, is from Gina's death and the grief that comes from that. It's what sets her on this revenge plot against Eobard and what ends up filling her with all of that rage and determination that becomes toxic over time.

But Reggie is born from the love and memory of Gina - still out of grief from her death, but without the same anger and violence that inspired Siv. Xe wasn't (weren't? I don't know the grammar structure of xe/xir pronouns very well) present for the event, but Jay could have passed on the same grief to xir as a parent, but instead he chooses to honor Gina and raise Reggie with love and care instead of clinging to anger the way Siv does. Even in xir name, it's a parallel

[steel-and-fire]

[ bullet ] Sivir takes an arrow or stabbing of any kind, or a magic hit bullet for Ferenir

They were fighting off these god forsaken energy creatures for so many hours now. Xerath's creations or something, however the hell they were called. They were little different from elementals, acting on pure instinct, and their instinct was to be highly destructive towards other life forms.

Thankfully, both his and Sivir's weapons were far from ordinary, so they could damage these creatures and force them back, even outright defeat them with enough attacks.

It was an opening that Ferenir had been seeking in the moment, and he finally found it, Umbra Fang releasing its shadow energy as he blew one of those energy warriors apart with the giant hammer's swing.

But just as he did, before he could pull his weapon back, one of their casters aimed at him, and released...!!

The impact never arrived though, even as the dragonblood clenched his teeth and expected the familiar yet awful sensation of being burned....

But that didn't happen, for Sivir had jumped in the way, her arms closed as she was hit head on by the beam, sending her flying and crashing through debris leftover by their battle.

"Siv!!!!!", Ferenir shouted as his eyes opened wide in shock. Please be okay, please be okay!!!!

The mage elemental kept shooting, though, and the blacksmith released another wave of shadow magic, roaring as he smashed his hammer against the fucker, a purple explosion of dark mana that matches his anger in the moment.

With that annoyance gone, he ran to the debris, pushing them off in a hurry and reaching for the female warrior.

"Are you okay, Siv! Speak to me! Why did you do that....?" He pulled her tightly in his arms and very protectively, growling towards the other monsters like a beast, a clear warning to not dare approach even one meter closer...a threat he had promised to fullfil.

"Breathe deeply, make sure you're breathing..."

[mewtwoandme]

Speaking of hidden abilities, I remembered that Siv has the ability to turn invisible so can Jericho do it too?

Yep, he was shown doing it back in Amber's Origin comic