#sorry if the titles are pretentious lol. I thought they sounded cool.

[revelry-in-reverie]

~The Drifting Dreamer, Wide Awake~

This post may be subject to repeated edits in the future.

Rules, Nutshelled: Keep it suitable for work, and be nice, please. I reserve the right to delete asks and block, as all other blogs do.

OOC: Revel/Riley was a self-insert OC I made long ago who was meant to be an outlet for me to play pretend, to write who I wanted to be and who I wanted her to be.

She has gone through many iterations as I grew and got better at writing, leading to where she is today; a more faithful mix of who I am and who I would be if I had a handle on my social anxiety.

~The Scattered Shards~

Revel/Riley is a benevolent cosmic entity. She is scattered throughout dimensions in innumerable instances of herself. Every iteration of her is a little bit different from the others, some markedly more so, and some near clones of one another. Some instances are more emotional than others. This blog's mascot is her UnderTale instance.

One thing they all share is that their memories are partitioned from the other shards, that way she does not overload herself and lose track of what timeline she is presently influencing. This is the way she maintains her status as a comprehensible entity.

She greatly limits what powers she uses, and this is universal across every shard that mortal creatures can meet. The iteration shown in the blog avatar's restricts herself to the following:

Weak Fire Breath

Teleportation via portals (limited by where she's been and can remember consciously)

Flight and Levitation

Light Telekinesis (Can be used to move loose objects, and can be used to restrain others if the need arises.)

Matter Manipulation (Can be used to summon carbon copies of objects she has encountered before, i.e. her signature teacup.)

Deflective Scales (Her purple scales can cover her skin on command. These scales are impervious to nonmagical damage. She uses this to protect others.)

~A Dragon's Heart~

Character Traits/Additional Info

Considerate.

Honest.

Devoted to her positions until they're proven wrong.

She seeks justice when it can be found.

Revel usually speaks calmly.

Likes to give and receive hugs.

Remembers the things that others appreciate, no matter how seemingly trivial.

Rarely holds grudges.

Takes it upon herself to protect others... perhaps a bit too much.

Fears others' judgment. Masks it well.

Has autism, ADHD, and depression. She is sometimes paralyzed by Rejection-Sensitive Dysphoria (RSD.)

Crowds can fill her with dread, which she masks reasonably well. She will fidget more, though.

Tends to get lost in her own mind daydreaming when she listens to music.

Revel at the end of the day is an exploration in the limits of divinity, an all powerful, albeit at times impatient entity who learns that her powers are not a cure-all, that true, valuable healing takes time, and that some scars never heal. Sometimes the best thing one can do is offer their friendship.

Tagging:

⚜️ wide awake⚜️ -> Interactions with asks. 🐉drifting dragon💜 -> Interactions with other blogs. 🗨️trouble bubble💬 -> Mod chatter/ooc. 🌑dreams of dawn and dusk☀️-> Lore tag for Aurora and Revel. 💎castle shard💎 -> Status updates.

Styling is subject to change.

Crystal dividers by cafekitsune. Star Dividers by saradika.

[andycoch]

Go Thank Yourself

I was very humbled to hear that a couple of my friends enjoyed my first blog post from ten thousand years ago. I had a few people ask when my next post was gonna be. Sorry for not updating...ever...but with college graduation around the corner, I’ll be free to provide your beautiful eyes with words. Not just any words, words that are fashioned in way that may subvert your sociological expectations for regular text-based documents, producing laughter. 

For now, I wanted to post a quick thought I had. It’s not really funny (or quick) but it’s a thought. You might like it, you might not like it. The cool thing about not liking it is that you can just not read it. But anyway, here’s my not-funny thought:

I am currently sitting in the library. I was “doing homework” when I overheard a guy talking about some sweet job opportunity he just received. At first, I tried to ignore his conversation because it was distracting me from my homework. Then I remembered that homework blows so I focused all my attention on what this guy was saying. I was around the corner listening, I wasn’t sitting right next to him looking at him or anything like that.

The job sounded pretty cool, he was gonna be working with some sort of electricity thing (making thunderstorms in a laboratory I presume), and he was gonna be getting paid pretty well. One thing stuck out to me, and this is what initially drew me into listening. He kept saying stuff like, “God gave me this job” or “Thank God for this opportunity.” 

Now, on the topic of jobs, I am the poorest person I know (completely my own fault, not complaining) and I’m currently at a point in my life where I’m surrounded by friends and colleagues who are getting jobs. I admittedly get jealous when I hear about the great career paths my fellow graduates are taking, but I’m also happy for them. One thing I have noticed in a lot of these Facebook and LinkedIn posts is that many of them thank God for giving them this opportunity. To be honest, I was shocked by how many people put this.

Now, on the topic of God, I’d like to say I have no problem with people expressing their religion. I went to Catholic school, I grew up in this environment. I have no problem with people saying “Thank God.” I like to say “Praise Jesus” to myself all the time when something remotely good happens (like catching a green light, or making it another day without getting diabetes.) 

What shocked me was that nobody ever took the time to acknowledge themselves. They were all so quick to thank God, or their parents, or University or whoever. I agree that we should all thank the figures and institutions who have helped us to achieve. I am eternally grateful to my parents, to NC State, to my professors, my friends, and even to God. That being said, I am also grateful to myself. I know we all want to be humble. Trust me, I’m my biggest critic, I always try to remain selfless and not hype myself up (which is tough, because I’m such a beast.) However, we shouldn’t let our humility overshadow our self pride. Getting a legit, post-grad job is a big deal, it’s okay to pat yourself on the back. Don’t be a douche about it, obviously, but be proud. I believe there exists a balance between humility and pride. Too much pride equals pretentiousness and too much humility can result in a lack of self assurance. God has looked out for you, your parents have looked out for you, but you’re the one who got that job.

If I go to the store and buy myself a 4Loko I say, “Thanks Andrew” because Andrew is the one who bought that delicious party time beverage. If I ever get a job (probably as a stripper) I’m gonna say, “Thanks Andrew for taking the time to be responsible and smart. You’re sexy and I love you.” Afterwards, I can thank God or my parents or NC State, because they all played a huge part in shaping and guiding me. But, at the end of the day, I’m in control of my life so I gotta love myself.

If you made it this far, you must be pretty bored. I know you’re probably thinking, “Who does this fat ass think he is telling me to love myself? The only thing he loves is Twinkies.” That’s a fair point, reader, although I am more of a Zinger guy than a Twinkies guy. They’re like Twinkies but with icing. If you didn’t enjoy the post, don’t worry, I’m gonna go back to strictly funny stuff. I just wanted to get that off my chest. I think it’s important, especially for young adults, to thank themselves. Never forget everyone who has done stuff for you, but always thank yourself too. I invite you to join me in a personal challenge of saying “Thank You” to yourself everyday. Whether it’s for going on a jog, applying for a job, or running the toilet paper under the sink for a split second for a moist wiping sensation, thank yourself. GO THANK YOURSELF! (lol it’s the title of the post, you see)

Here’s a joke for those of you who bothered to read this whole thing:

What do you call a dead guy with a hot girlfriend?

Nothing, you call his girlfriend.

(Sorry, that was sexist. Lemme rephrase that)

What do you call a dead person with a partner who has a great personality?

Nothing, you call their partner to comfort them during their time of loss. As time passes, you may get to know each other and find respectful intimacy.  

(That’s better. With real Comedy, no one gets offended)