#that doesn't need to be common knowledge ma'am!!

[acecasinova]

Once Again the party IC and OOC remembered that our whole Curse of Strahd crew is women EXCEPT Laz lmao

[disco-elysium-via-polls]

🎵 Protorave

"I should let people still working in there know about this. They might be affected."

No -- It's better they don't know.

SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "You mean... Plaisance and the dicemaker? There was almost no one left when we packed up."

"No, just the dicemaker. I don't think Plaisance would survive this knowledge."

"No, just Plaisance. I don't think Neha is playing fair in this game."

"Yes, both of them deserve to know."

SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "Then go tell them." She smiles, suddenly encouraging.

New task: Inform Dicemaker about the Source of Doom New task: Inform Plaisance about the Source of Doom

Maybe we should also tell Garte? Bookstore's closed by now, though.

3. "Tiago -- under the roof -- he said he's circling the spot, like a saeraff. He seemed to have lost his mind."

SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "The crab-man... From what I've heard, his state could be reminiscent of pale over-exposure. Time-perception related illnesses, memory malfunctions, thought insertion."

SUGGESTION [Easy: Success] - She's agreeing more and more. Partially because she *wants* to.

INLAND EMPIRE [Trival: Success] - And then there is you. And what happened to *your* mind. Are you not a saeraff in worship too?

4. "I think I've had this thought before. That's how I know."

KIM KITSURAGI - "An amateur-entroponetic police officer... I'd like to say I've heard stranger things, but I'm not sure. This is a hell of a guess, however. Well worded I might add..."

+1 Reputation

SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "Yes, it is *very* interesting, but I wouldn't say you *know*. This is a guess. One that's going to have to be *proved* -- by entroponetic scientists."

5. (Conclude.) "One day all the world will be like that two-millimetre hole."

SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - She falls silent. The wind blows in through the hole in the stained glass window. Cold and moist.

+5 XP

Thought gained: Clearing Out the Rooms

SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "I'm going to leave that out -- but the rest... some of this I can use to *start* to explain this to the rest of the team. Maybe I'll sound mad, but..."

KIM KITSURAGI - "Ma'am, you will *certainly* sound mad."

SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - She shrugs. "One more thing -- maybe a club for anodic music isn't the *worst* thing you can erect around this particular... *point in space*?"

"Perhaps not."

"Yeah, that's still insane, but then again -- so am I."

"The club is the only thing keeping this place -- and the rest of reality -- together."

"Actually, now that I think of it, maybe it's dangerous?"

EGG HEAD - "YEAAAGHHH! ONCE THE LIGHT IS ON IN THE UNIVERSE -- IT WILL NEVER GO OUT!"

KIM KITSURAGI - "Thank you, Egg Head. Let's leave it at that, shall we? We have un-entroponetic detection to perform in this district."

"I do have one mystery that still needs solving... the radio ghost in the Doomed Commercial Area's electronic doorbell."

SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "The creepy woman!" She slaps her forehead. "We were wondering about that when we worked there... but I had completely forgotten about it ever since!"

"It must be entroponetic crosstalk. The one you get in radios and long-distance calls… Now it makes sense, with the pale right on the doorstep."

+5 XP

KIM KITSURAGI - "Incredible..." the lieutenant murmurs. "This would also explain why we get it on the police radio all the time."

"Entroponetic crosstalk?"

SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "It's quite common actually. When the signal gets routed through pale, all kinds of irregularities take place. You may hear snippets of someone else's conversation, or the voice of your former lover, or an echo of an event that took place 100 years ago."

"Pale is a shroud of memories and it doesn't really distinguish to whom those memories belong to. You could hear anything."

"That makes sense. Thanks for explaining that to me."

SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "Anytime." She smiles.

4. "Right, I'll let you work in peace now." [Leave.]

Cold wind blows in from the broken gallery... makes your skin crawl.

CLEANING OUT THE ROOMS

Temporary research bonus: None Research time: 5h 35m

Someone's been walking around in your dreams lately, looking for something. Tidying up, rearranging. Storing away all the unrealized dreams, putting old pains in boxes. The worst nightmares have settled down for a while. A spot of light on the bedroom door after the dark. The fluttering of eyelids in the spring sun. A thought that arises, only to disappear again. And yet there's a pattern emerging…

None of the speedfreaks have anything to say about what just happened, except...

EGG HEAD - "Good morning, comrade! Yeaaaaaah!" He waves his hand in the air. "Harder core!" The words echo magnificently throughout the nave.

"Whoa, that was a crazy sound we heard before."

EGG HEAD - "Yeah! It was awesome, and scary. Very hard core!" His voice booms through the chamber, then gets silent.

"Too hard core, in fact." He brushes his hand through his hair. "I couldn't control it. At all!"

"What happened?"

EGG HEAD - "It sucks up all the air in the mix until its the only thing left! Starts compressing itself and everything around it. Completely fills up the headspace. Extreme!"

PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT [Medium: Success] - Inside your chest, the heart beats still with the after-effects of the sound. Imagine if you could harness that power... making it pulse.

"What if this is the answer to van Eyck's jam? We could use the sound for the bass…"

EGG HEAD - "Ooh. Ooh!" His puzzled face turns into a wicked grin. "But how?!"

LOGIC [Easy: Success] - What about the compressor the one with the spiky hair was setting up... to achieve some sort of *parallel processing*...

7. [Interfacing - Godly 16] The audio onslaught can be tamed. Connect the dots.

+1 Andre's compression algorithm.

INTERFACING [Godly: Failure] - *Bzoot-bzoot-bzoot* goes the track in the background, never-ending. You can't grasp what's missing. But you can try to make something up anyway.

Just make it up. No way this speedfreak can tell the difference.

Whereof one cannot speak, one ought to remain silent.

INTERFACING - You scrape the mouldy recesses of your brain for some technological sounding jargon. It'll impress the large-headed speedfreak.

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - Isn't that what *real* artists do? Make it up as they go along?

"You should crank up the, uh, oscillator matrix."

"Dude, you gotta reroute the sound juice through the fluxifier!"

"I don't know the technical term, but it needs less bzoot-bzoot."

EGG HEAD - "Oscillator matrix?" The man's brow furrows with concern. "Where is that?"

"Oh, you don't *have* one? Maybe it's just top-secret cop-tech."

"It's nowhere. I just made it up."

"Here, let a pro show you how it's done." (Turn some knobs at random.)

EGG HEAD - As you fiddle with the knobs on the mixer, the young man stares with amazement...

"Cop-man can ride the knobs! SO COOL." He gives you a thumbs up.

INTERFACING - Whatever it is you did, it seems to have helped slightly. Maybe now you'll be able to make sense of it?

+1 Andre's compression algorithm. +1 Fiddled with some knobs.

7. [Interfacing - Godly 16] The audio onslaught can be tamed. Connect the dots.

INTERFACING [Godly: Failure] - Here's an idea -- say what you said before. The exact same thing! OR. Or, wait! Say something that's only marginally different! It will yield a drastically different outcome.

3. "I don't know the technical term, but it needs less *bzoot-bzoot*."

EGG HEAD - "YEEEEAAARRGGHH. PUMP OFF THE *BZOOT-BZOOT*."

INTERFACING - It's hard to say for sure, but the digital throbbing seems ever so slightly louder than before.

This one doesn't unlock the check again.

8. "Alright. Goodbye, Egg Head." [Leave.]

ANDRE - "Oh, hey, man! It's good to see you." He dances over to you in an inexplicably soft-core manner. It's embarrassing.

3. [Savoir Faire - Impossible 18] No words. Just dance.

+1 Higher quality audio. +1 Dance fever incoming. +1 Found the melody.

This check is still impossibly low, but with The Precarious World we do have a *slightly* better chance. You know, a 3/36 chance instead of 1/36.

SAVOIR FAIRE [Impossible: Failure] - You close your eyes and dream of the shapes your body should form to bring this strange music into life. For now, such ferocity of motion is beyond you...

LIMBIC SYSTEM - ...but just *imagine* the moves you could pull to this futuristic beat!

ELECTROCHEMISTRY [Easy: Success] - Puts a grin on your face just to think about it. Even a failed attempt gets the juices flowing and repairs some of the damage done by battles lost. If you up the dose and TRULY DANCE, who knows what will happen?

+1 Morale

INLAND EMPIRE [Easy: Success] - SALVATION!

4. "That's it for now." [Leave.]

ANDRE - "Goodbye, officer."

Looks like we're not making any more progress in the church until we can pass one of these checks.

We still have half an hour before we're due to meet with the Pigs, though, so let's take care of one other thing.

🎵 Disco Elysium, Pt 2

This door is closed for today. Time to put the kids to sleep.

Lilienne is still here, however.

LILIENNE, THE NET PICKER - "Aye, the sea's gonna calm down soon. I can feel it. The wind is turning southeast." She nods. "What's on your mind, officer?"

4. [Suggestion - Heroic 15] She needs to go on a date with *another* drunk. Badly.

-1 Kim's presence makes it awkward. +2 Dresscode: Man of charms.

SUGGESTION [Heroic: Failure] - Alcohol-man? That's *exactly* what she needs! Now make her see that.

3. "Since the dawn of mankind, Al-Gul has watched over the re-procreation of our species. Lay with me. Let's celebrate the Gul."

LILIENNE, THE NET PICKER - "Now there's a whole shipment of big words." She looks at you from head to toe. "May mankind be plentiful, I guess? Can I get back to my nets now?"

SUGGESTION - She doesn't even *understand* you asked her out. Perhaps you're too sober to pull it off right now? Try again later.

Ah well, we can still come back here without Kim.

5. "Be seeing you." [Leave.]

[scentedchildnacho]

She wanted to know if I wanted sun screan so I said no admitting by knowledge that if I was homeless the punisher was really abusive and people introduce me to playboys because my abstinence is appearing just abusive

The homo genetic performance of youth animism is just theatre never believe signs of age aren't strength

When I look weak I am strong when I appear weak I am strong

Actual research into counter culture I'm not sure homelessness has been all that abusive if people can meet narcissistic demands of corporate inclusion

Tommy cameras....people like me had cops beat me up like a black man....

Existential of it ya know the way some black women report being raped like a white man...

Dugas I think people would really rape him some times

Im the artist right now and so showing that people can use exposed water showers as just a hose for a recycled bottle of a water then go wash up in the toilet behind a locked metal door is what i can do joshua wong wise.....

Anyway....sunscrean has nuclear contaminants in it and Johnson and Johnson wealth was sued for not equitably distributing wealth

The Joy Christmas card the christian kept stealing and selling my benefit needs

New York's are always around inspiring local confidence so these little European confidence switches on sport to tell a bitch off like save dent not paste it is always coming through here and yet I look like a great depression photo

Existential Winona la duke for president it's been noticed that something happened to an indigenous people not common alien civil childhood terms

People like me are also told I may love people like me but dark men are who baby daddy's are.....i don't know what this grand plan is but children are not really appreciable till something to segregated frail is genetically changed

Want to go to jail....he as a long time felon finally lived at the pastors.....so some cell blocs if you don't figure out how to go talk to ma'am about a lot ones life doesn't change or get better....graffiti as an art form...

Voluntary commitment to reform is a lot less abuse then resisting structure

Some cell blocs are nicer hospitality.....then shelters...shelters are coed and feminines under male stuff can't control their criminology.....so its often being told that one can't quickly accomplish ones conservative expectations till the punisher is allowed complete dominance and control ...

[delta-queerdrant]

explore stupid nebulas, win stupid prizes (Cathexis, s1 e13)

Oh boy, this is a pretty stinky episode in my opinion, but we get to talk about Janeway's hair some more, so there's that.

We start with Janeway's gothic holonovel! Jeri Taylor was responsible for introducing this storyline, and I see what she was going for, but the problem is that the holonovel is very boring and not terribly credible as a leisure activity for our overworked and underpaid captain. I'm so very confused about Lord Burleigh, who ought to have at least an edge of Byronic charm but is giving us nothing to work with. Of course it is Star Trek and genuine on-purpose sex appeal is hard to pull off.

We do get the first interaction that one could, if you really squint, call sapphic (on the logic that, in a post-Daphne Du Maurier's Rebecca world, all interactions between governesses and housekeepers are inherently psychosexual).

I do not love a Victorian gown but Janeway's hairdo is pretty fun! This woman has so much hair and it's hard to imagine her styling it reliably without some help. My head canon is that Voyager has a holographic barber and Janeway regularly heads down to the holodeck when her coif needs coiffing.

Speaking of the coif, she has a more streamlined version of the French twist from the last episode. It's still better than her usual but a bit awkward and helmet-y. Again, I just think that an undercut (or even a pixie cut) is the solution they're looking for. Her poor hair stylists.

The rest of the episode is, appropriately, a ghost story. (It's gothic, geddit?) I guess it's an okay plot - people are getting possessed, someone is lying, there's a ghost cam POV, nothing adds up. For me it lacked stakes and suspense, especially on a rewatch. During most of the episode we just have a general vibe of "something is up"; without substantial more clues, it's hard to feel like we're solving the mystery alongside the characters.

Oh boy, the medicine wheel! I don't feel like I have any business trying to make sense of what's going on here, beyond the fact that the medicine wheel they're portraying seems to have more in common with appropriated New Age practices than Indigenous / Pan-Indian beliefs (and, of course, Chakotay doesn't have a tribe so it's impossible to say what's "correct" for this character).

Also, the whole conceit of "character has a religious practice; science fiction stuff happens that superficially resembles, but does not actually have anything to do with, this religious practice," feels pretty wonky, especially in this case. Once again Chakotay's culture is instrumentalized for the sake of the plot.

I did think it was an interesting touch that the Doctor is knowledgeable about Indigenous medicine. I like this, but it's such a can of worms! The Doctor is able to provide culturally-informed care, but he's still programmed by / presenting as a white guy; I feel there's a tacit implication that inclusive medicine is when white people learn about non-white practices. What if Starfleet vessels had Indigenous holograms programmed by Indigenous people? Or if the EMH had subroutines that adapted his presentation, knowledge, and practices to any patient? What would it mean to decolonize AI, both in our world and in science fiction?

My notes from the scene where Chakotay finally wakes up - "All Doctor wants to do is to write papers, all Janeway wants us to touch her crew inappropriately." Girl, get your hands off that man's chest! Janeway's wandering hands are an iconic part of her performance, and of course good acting often benefits from more physical proximity than would be appropriate in real life, but you are his boss, ma'am.

Yeah, sorry, this one did truly nothing for me. 1.5/5 vaguely racist musical flute cues.

[rieson]

@sanjis-simp submitted; Hi! Can I get a matchup for One Piece if you’re still open for them? Please and thank you! I’m 5’5 and am a plus size girl. Super pale with dyed black hair with straight bangs and hair to my shoulders. Personality wise I’m an infp or 6w5. I I’ve been told I’m kind but I’m also very opinionated especially about civil rights, politics, and how people are treated so I can come off bitchy to some people. I do curse a lot and will absolutely obsess over something until I learn all I can or until I get bored of it. I’m a big homebody never really go to parties or anything like that. I’d rather stay home and watch tv or read. Thanks again!

hello ! thank you so much for requesting love, i match you up with . . .

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Donquixote Rosinante / Corazon !

Now, let me start with the usual height difference between you both; I'm sorry but you look like a dwarf standing next to your 293 cm boyfriend.

Like, an absolute DWARF. (Why is he so tall god dammit)

It's embarrassing but, he first met you when he stumbled down the stairs trying to deliver paperwork to Sengoku's office ─ you were coincidentally trying to go up the stairs so Rosinante ended up kissing your shoes.

If one were to ask 10 year old Rosinante where he would see himself 10 years in the future, the answer was probably going to be something he always wanted to do; "helping people" and NOT tripping down the stairs ─ face planting and possibly kissing someone's shoes right now.

"A-Am i dead..? Am i in heaven?" He mumbled groggily, looking up to see a blurry pale figure with dark hair, "Are you an angel...? P-Pretty ...Pretty angel" The words seemed to slip out of his mouth unconsciously, but it still made you blush.

You cleared your throat, blush still visibly apparent in your cheeks, and you handed out a hand for the stranger to take, "Are you okay? Here get up"

The stranger seemed to snap out of whatever daze they were in, finally processing what just happened.

His lips pursing, he stared at your hand ─ and stared at you ─ and back at your hand ─ and then back at you; you stare at him back.

His face visibly flushed, he opened and closed his mouth repeatedly; before deciding to close it and avert his gaze to the floor that seems oh so interesting now.

"I..Uh....Are you gonna get up? You looked like you were in a hurry" You spoke out; voice so gentle yet it was clear that you held alot of confidence.

The stranger finally deciding that the floor wasn't interesting after all, looked up at you with soft hazel brown eyes, and accepted your hand.

You pulled him up; startling him as if he didn't expect to get pulled up, and he stumbled yet again ─ but this time, he was stumbling forward.

Towards you.

You immediately wrapped your arms around his torso, stopping him from falling down again and possibly bringing you down with him.

To others, it looked like sexual harassment but honestly, the stranger just seems to be really clumsy.

Your whole body was dwarfed by his unusually tall, freaky height, making it a challenge to keep him stable but you did it anyways.

"Whoa! You okay?" A chuckle escapes your lips, "You're really clumsy"

The man flushes at your comment and nods hastily, and stands up as you unwrap your arms in his torso.

You got a good look at the man, he was tall. Like TALL tall, perhaps even more than 250 cm? You couldn't tell.

The man wore a white, short-sleeved shirt emblazoned with the Marine emblem; a simplified gull with the word "MARINE" underneath it, on the back; a blue neckerchief; dark blue trousers and above his shoulders wore a coat, "Justice" on the back. He wore the coat like it tends to be worn like a cape, draped over the shoulders with the arms not in the sleeves; indicating that he was indeed, an ensign.

His unruly blond hair seemed to go towards every direction, making it (if not) tangled.

The man finally spoke out, "Y-Yeah sorry about that.." his voice was a bit deep and husky.

"It's fine, you looked like you were in a rush" You answered kindly, crouching to gather his scattered papers he dropped.

He seemed to notice this and started to panick; arms flailing around.

"W-Wait! It's okay I can pick it up!" He sheepishly spoke out, finally taking a look at you and panicking more as he saw that you were a Rear-Admiral.

"No, No it's fine." As he was about to stop you, you were already done gathering the scattered papers, handing it to him with a smile.

"You're in a rush, aren't you? I understand, i also tend to get a bit clumsy and panicky when i wasnt in time." You chuckled.

"Y-Yeah! Thank you ...once again" He took the papers from you, and bowed.

"It's no problem! Please don't bow to me it's a bit awkward haha.." You nervously trail off.

"I- IM very sorry! I didn't mean to- I mean- I-"

"It's fine, it's fine ! You're going to Sengoku's office right ? Better be fast then" You gave him a wink.

The man blushes, "R-Right! My name's Rosinante ma'am" He gives you a shy smile.

You gave a smile back, "Chanae."

And that's practically how you two met; cliche yikes but it's fine !!!1!#!

You both kept accidentally crossing each-others paths and decided to atleast be friends because it was starting to get awkward with the short "hi's" and "how are you's"

As you got closer to Rosi, you found out that he was indeed, an extremely clumsy dork.

Its pretty comical actually, despite you hating the amount of bruises he gets from his clumsiness.

Rosinante grew up and up the ranks; finally reaching the marine commander rank.

While you, only going up to Vice-admiral, just like garp.

You've been offered the title 'Admiral' quite often but you declined, not wanting such a heavy title to be put on your shoulder.

Rosinante was disappointed to say the least but he was supportive with your decision.

Over the past few years of doing missions with you, Rosinante gained a not so small crush on you.

Scratch that, he mf loved you.

He wanted to confess how he felt to you; even if you dont return the feeling back ─ he can relax knowing he's confessed already.

Hence, that's why he's outside of your office, bouquet in hand, as he thinks of a thousand scenarios that would happen when he knocked the door to your office.

Taking a deep breath, Rosi finally gathers enough courage to knock on your door.

And so he did.

Knock.

Knock.

A door creaking could be heard, your head peeked out of the door, face visibly displaying confusion.

"Uh- Hello Chan!"

"Rosi..? What are you doing?" You narrowed your eyes at the suspiciously acting 9 foot tall man.

"Uh..I....I wanted to tell you that I like you!- I-Uh- M-More as a friend..And i was hoping if I could take you out on a d-date...?" He trails off softly, his gaze glued on the floor, face flushed.

Your eyebrows raised in surprise, flushing lightly before shrugging, your mouth forming a smile unsconiously "Sure!"

You both took the relationship slowly; not wanting to rush and make one another uncomfortable.

You and Rosi has alot of things in common; including civil rights.

Rosinante was raised to not be like other celestial dragons; he was truly kind.

And you wanted to make sure people were treated how you think is right.

You both hate celestial dragons; you more than Rosi.

Often, when someone gets offended by you cursing your mouth off, Rosi will usually be the one who will apologize profusely while you continue throwing profanities at the celestials.

Rosi also admired your hunger in knowledge; he knows a bit but he isn't as extreme as you.

Rosi HAS to drags you to sleep sometimes otherwise, you'll loose your sleep because you were focusing on learning too much.

Rosi doesn't like to go on alot of parties either, he instead just likes to be alone with you; either cuddling you or watching you read with a lovestruck gaze.

He absolutely loves the fact that you're plus size! He doesn't care what other people thinks, it makes you supper huggable and Rosi loves it.

Likes to shower you with kisses everywhere. Literally, everywhere !!

He can and will send death glares at disrespectful men that keeps checking you out; you don't need to worry about creepy men from now on. (Rosi drinks his respect women juice !! )

Both marines, you don't have much freetime so Rosi usually buys a dozen of books to give you whenever he sees one that he thinks you'll like; it's his way to remind you that he loves you and also because he loves the way your eyes shine everytime you learn something new.

If you're both not busy though, he'll take you out on nice picnic dates !!

You tried doing a pottery date but that ended up horribly as he kept accidentally smashing his creations and kept slipping on the clay.

Rosinante absolutely adores you and your flaws; he forever will and no one could ever replace you ─ same goes to you for him.

[ Runups : Sabo )If Rosinante doesn't pair well with you.) ]

i...i think i went too far ?? i'm sorry i just love this dork alot.

sorry if Rosinante isn't the most compatible with you, although this is only my take on who would balance well with you.

note; not proofread ! sorry for any grammatical errors.

[insatiableperfection]

𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 .

@supertroupersheridan​

enthralled in her desperation the young blonde disregarded her conscious attempting to sway her from such impulsive decisions. her signature habit, the scrunch of her nose that mirrored the conflict arising within her unsure if sudden decisions would cause immense regret on her part. serena couldn't recall a time her curiosity towards her identity wasn't questioned, raised by a single father who remarried a woman who she wasn't particularly fond of due to the women's resistance in mothering her because they weren't biologically related. as she grew older she also grew resentful of the limited knowledge her father gave her on his mother, he insisted she didn't want to be a part of her life and she internalised that in a negative manner causing harmful effects. 

"daddy, at least tell me where you met or if i looked like her," she recalled stating, pausing to make sure emotions were reserved for another conversation. her father thought emotional aspects of life merely tainted one's reputation and ability to disregard consistently overbearing emotional responses. "maybe she didn't want me or maybe she doesn't even love me but i need to know, i need to know if i look like her at least." her nails dug into the palm of her hands as she released the evident frustration looming around her, it offered her a relief.

"you're a copy of donna, i see her in you every time i look at you" the expectation from her father was frustration. Instead it was so clearly guilt, "kalokairi, i met your mother in kalokairi, we took a boat and she showed me around. once you were born i took you and never looked back." 

wittiness attained was undoubtedly her mother's genes, it took her a week to accordingly prepare for her rather impulsive decision. serena was heading to kalokairi, the mere thought sent a wave of nausea to grasp her. although spirited with a witty nature she inherited mannerisms from her father such as her overbearingly timid nature, no one expected that from her. you're doing this, you can do this. attempting to comply with her thoughts, unwanted ones started to arise, how could she pull back. she borrowed the money leaving a pathetic 'i'm sorry, this makes you for lying' note in his safe, she bought the ticket, and she was squished on a bought for what felt like hours. you're out of your mind, rere. coaxing herself off the boat she witnessed two women, vastly different, one with heels and the other dressed in a simple manner - averting her eyes for a moment in response to their heads turning towards her. shit, don't stare, isn't that common decency. "pardon me, i didn't mean to stare ma'am's, i am here waiting for my mother, donna, to pick me up." 

[anoldstoryteller]

44 BBY Leaving Nar Shadda

Alephi and I have been on Nar Shaddaa for two years now. During that time we have grown more intimate with each other, spending our nights and times off exploring our bodies. She has become very submissive and enjoys being used by me. In relation to our work with Gungan Cargo, we have earned a pretty good reputation too. We did everything from bounty hunting to bodyguards. Nap Lap introduced us to the Guild during this time as well. The Guild was a bounty hunter organization that helped keep tabs on bounties throughout the galaxy. The underside of Nar Shaddaa had grown to both respect and fear us. It felt pretty good. We also saved up quite a stash of credits too. During that time I had asked Nap Lap about having a ship constructed based on a design I had been working on. He informed me that he'll get in touch with a guy he knew and see what he could do. It was on one of our slow days when we were approached by the Yin Clan. We of course have heard of them, being one of the Bigs of Nar Shaddaa who wasn't a Hutt, but I never thought they would bother interacting with us. It was common knowledge that they only hired in house and when they did hire outside it was only someone well known throughout the galaxy. The agent was a human female only slightly older than myself. She introduced herself as Ai Do and informed me that their leader wants to meet with me. I got up with Alephi and followed Ai. She led us to an expensive speeder. As we flew over the cityscape I tried to inquire why their leader wanted us, but she wouldn't say anything. We stopped in front of a giant building adorned with statues and other works of art. We followed Ai into the building, passing the members of the Yin Clan and finally stopping on the top floor. She told us to wait here and left. I looked around at the different relics, art, weapons, armor, and even heads of beasts and people. It was a good while until the door opened and a woman in her thirties walked in. She walked with an air of authority and I knew in my gut that she must be Yin Chen, the wife of the leader of the Yin Clan. "Greetings Mandalorian. Or may I call you Kal?" I was glad I had my helmet on. She knew I was in no position to tell her what she may or may not call me. "Kal is fine ma'am. And this is-" She cut me off with a smile, "Alephi. The tech wiz and a cutie too." She finished as she sat down. Alephi looked down as she started to blush. She laughed at Alephi and lit a smoke. She sat in silence for a while causing me to feel uncomfortable. I decided to break the silence, "I mean no disrespect, but what is it you want with us?" She finished her smoke before she answered, "To put it simply, I have a job for you. It's relatively easy and I'm willing to pay well." She started to rustle in the desk, "Let's see, I know I put it in here somewhere." I couldn't believe our luck. To be hired by the Yin Clan at our stage could set us up big time. I was busy running through all the benefits in my head when Yin Chen interrupted my train of thought. "Ah, here it is. This data pad has all the information you'll need to complete the job." She said as she slid it across the desk. I stepped forward and picked it up and turned it on.I wasn't expecting a breakdown of every step or even a bullet point list. But I really wasn't expecting what I saw. Go to Coruscant. And that was it. I looked up to see her with a big smile on her face. "Um. So what are we supposed to do when we get there ma'am?" Her smile turned malicious. "I don't really care Kal. As long as you leave." I tried to think of a response that wouldn't get us killed, but couldn't come up with one and ended up just standing there. She sigh and got up and walked around the desk to stand in front of me. "Look. Let me be frank. My husband doesn't like how well you've been doing, especially in our territory. He thinks it would be best to kill you both and be done with it." I shudder at the thought. I hadn't realized we had made an enemy of the Yin Clan. Yin Chen continued,

[mystery-salad]

Oooh this'll be long so putting it under a readmore, gonna go through all my comms!

LAIGHE

Jennah and Anise: Jenna's fine enough, she's a queen. She's made some questionable choices and comments, but no more than a lot of other officials Laighe has met. The one inexcusable thing is having Anise for an advisor. Ma'am are you aware your advisor runs a secret cult? That you have essentially a corrupt FBI working for you? Thanks Laighe's good she doesn't need the Shining Blade's help, and their deadly deal doesn't work on her any more since she's immortal and she will absolutely air all their secret dealings once she's back in Divinity's Reach.

Destiny's Edge: They tried. They really did. They didn't even have the leverage of three united orders and the military force of the Pact to back them up. And you know what? They still almost took down a dragon! The failure was a tragedy, but at the end of the day everyone had a hand in it and you need to pick yourself up and regroup.

Dragon's Watch: Those are her CHILDREN and you know what, children make mistakes sometimes. It's okay, she's here to help and gods she wants them to have more fun and childhood than she did. Except Rytlock he's banned from Dragon's Watch. Go back to your own guild and make amends you idiot.

JOEL

Jennah and Anise: Doesn't like either of them at all, but is very antiestablishment in general. Joel is intentionally a pain in the ass for Anise whenever she has to work with it! Which endeared it to Canach very fast.

Destiny's Edge: Doesn't honestly care one way or another about the group as a whole, Joel never had a proper education and Doesn't latch on to history. But that being said, it has hated Rytlocl ever since HoT for being such a fuckin asshole to every sylvari. Freeing a god that tried to kill it made that relationship even worse somehow. Joel is pretty neutral on the rest of the guild.

Dragon's Watch: That is its family!!!!! Bffs, surrogate siblings to get into trouble with! Again though, Rytlock is not allowed. It does have trouble finding common ground on knowledge with Taimi, but it still likes to sit and let her ramble~

CARA

Jennah and Anise: They find the two amusing as fuck. They really managed to pull some shady shit here didn't they! It'd be kind of impressive, if Anise wasn't incredibly annoying in her underhanded attempts to pull Cara under her thumb via swearing into the Shining Blade. It's never worked, but it's gotten old.

Destiny's Edge: bunch of do-good pansies who they delight in getting under the skin of. Caithe especially. Getting to tease and taunt a firstborn Dreamer who you've killed the older brother and ex gf of, and she has to stick around anyways because you share custody of a dragon? Pure gold, endless entertainment. As for rytlock, he didn't survive Cara finding out that he freed the God who temporarily killed them.

Dragon's Watch: The team is a means to an end certainly, good useful skills and personalities that the general public would trust more. It's more a question of how much the team can put up with from them.

MATTHIAS

Jennah and Anise: Ohhhhhh so much hatred. He has a fucking pile of bones to pick with Anise, and he can't fucking believe Jennah allows this bullshit cult masquerading as a secret service to stick around with top funding. He has in no uncertain terms told Anise that if she sets foot in the Pact he will personally throw her back out.

Destiny's Edge: Disdain, but a bit of respect for some. Namely Caithe, Eir, and Logan. He had a little respect for Rytlock for a while, but causing his death changed that fast.

Dragon's Watch: They're his team, not much else. He doesn't make connections and doesn't let people endear themselves to him. He gets along well enough and thinks they're all great kids who have bright futures, but that's all it can be. And again Rytlpck is restricted to his original guild.

ROIBIRD

Jennah and Anise: Respects Jennah as a ruler, skeeved as all hell by Anise. Will not let her get close enough for conversation, uses Kas as a go-between when necessary and has never touched her secret order at all.

Destiny's Edge: He looked up to them! Sure they failed, but they were the first to try the whole elder dragon slaying thing! It's amazing truly, and he's picked all of their brains for advice at one point or another.

Dragon's Watch: Best friends all around. Especially Taimi! The two have frequent game nights.

VUISCE

Jennah and Anise: N/A, never met them

Destiny's Edge: They're all a bunch of stubborn assholes who won't listen to reason, aside from Caithe who came around to things in HoT

Dragon's Watch:N/A, in this universe the group went separate ways after Scarlet! They all hang out together between their own adventures but none of them know Vuisce.

RUAN

Jennah and Anise: just euuuuuughhhhhhhhhh from Ruan. Not a fan of hoity-toity events that are necessary to see the queen, and not a fan of Anise'a underhanded tactics and lack of regard for her companions' lives.

Destiny's Edge: They think the guild had its heart in the right place, but mistakes were made and everyone was too stubborn to work past those mistakes. Missed opportunity all around for the group, they should've done better on mending things and meeting each other partway.

Dragon's Watch: They're particularly close to Jory and Kas! Being of Canthan descent, Ruan latched onto the most familiar of faces once they reached Divinity'a Reach, and it was comforting to know they weren't the only foreigner. They spend a lot of weekends and evenings hanging out with the gfs and their families~

TAOMESIN

Jennah and Anise: No opinion, aside from general respect

Destiny's Edge: Just general respect

Dragon's Watch: Never formed in this universe! The Commander that preceded Tao wasn't interested in a whole team of upstart kids he couldn't personally hand-pick.

KAI

Jennah and Anise: She doesn't really care one way or the other about Jennah, just another standard fancy rich human. She'll stay clear but won't hate her either. But Anise is an enemy flat out. She has threatened Anise to keep her distance, she does not trust a human secret service at all.

Destiny's Edge: No respect, they lost. Should've sucked it up and done better. She has a personal vendetta against Rytlock who had a hand in her conditioning as a cub to be a perfect soldier. And Caithe, well. One good way to find out you're gay is your first crush.

Dragon's Watch: They've...grown on her. She didn't expect to ever connect to another team, didn't want to in case anything went wrong. But these kids have had her back through so much, and she's seen them go through hell in turn. They're her family, she'll support and protect them to the end of the earth. With the gruff demeanor of a dad who doesn't know what love is, of course.

Y'know what? Commander Prompt (or any GW2 oc prompt)

What are your character's feeling towards the following npcs/groups;

- Jennah and Anise

- Destiny's Edge (as a group or individually)

- Dragon's Watch (as a group or individually)