#the Tribios

[glytchedmuffins]

Okay, new theory before 3.0 drops, though this will likely happen in 3.1

So.

The new trailer.

I've seen many people agree that Trianne will die, I mean, you don't have a character smiling while they appear to be pushing their sister to safety and saying stuff like "Tribbie, see you tomorrow" unless they are doing a self sacrifice move.

Now, I am lead to believe that not only will Trianne die, but so will Trinnon, leaving only Tribbie behind.

Before I continue, I want to say that I hope so badly that I am wrong because I get attached to child characters so easily. I have already emotionally adopted these three, and I wish them nothing but happiness. But alas, I have a feeling I am not.

Also, if anyone's confused on who is who: Tribbie is the triplet with the headband and bangs parted, Trianne is the triplet with both the flowers and her bangs concentrated onnher right side, blocking her eye, and Trinnon has a flower crown and her eyes completely covered.

So, Trianne needs no explaining on why I believe she dies, but why Trinnon?

First off, the drip marketing.

The thing that throws me off with that is the new character is "Tribbie", but the drip marketing says the triplets collectively are called the "Tribios", so why does it have Tribbie's name specifically? Even when the "Golden Epic Trailer" dropped, it showed only Tribbie holding two dolls that looked like her sisters, but it was still only her.

Which is odd because why would they use the name of only one sister when the character should be all three, as suggested by the splash art and newly revealed skill and ult animations?

Unless, only one triplet is left remaining by the end, which is why Tribbie herself is at the front of the art.

Secondly, the newest trailer, The Mythology Opening Trailer.

Why is it that, when Trianne is presumably saving Tribbie, there is no trace of Trinnon? Wouldn't it make more sense for Trianne to be saving both of her sisters?

Unless, either she can't get Trinnon in time, meaning she would also be stuck where Trianne is, or, she was already not there? And the only reason I can think of for her to not be there, when we know that their powers work best together, as seen by that spell they preformed in two trailers now, is if she can't be there.

Speaking of that spell, it seems like a good reason to target them. We have yet to know what it does, but based on the recent trailer it seems powerful and/or important, as they seemed to have used it on Nikador, a Titan.

Also, remember that the Tribios are the holy maides of Janusopolis, the place where the Titans that created Time, Space, and Law were worshipped, which tend to be some very powerful stuff.

We alao know that, aside the three calamity Titans, there is that masked guy who will be opposing us, and who seems more human and who is probably able to think critically unlike the mad titans, and could decide to target the msot troublesome, and easiest, targets.

The last thing that struck out to me was why did they even show that scene with Trianne and Tribbie?

Considering that Tribbie becomes playable in 3.1, that scene will probably also happen in 3.1, so why show it now? And why even show such an absolutely massive death flag?

Two reasons could be for this:

The first, is that it's a fake out, which is possible considering Firefly and Robin

The second, however, is that it's a distraction. Everyone is gonna expect and be on the lookout for something bad happening to Trianne, that when something bad happens to Trinnon, people will be more likely to be blindsided

Again, I hope I am wrong, but we won't know until probably 3.1

[b1adie]

okay this is hilarious

[pinkrose05]

They/Them Tribbie, not for nonbinary reasons but because there's literally 3 of them

[dragaliareferencearchive]

Model references for Tribbie - Honkai: Star Rail

[blehxy1]

🪙Heroes of Gold (IV)🪙

Honkai Star Rail

🪙Tribbie, Trianne & Trinnon🪙

🪙The Triplets of fate🪙

Hi! So 4th drawing in this series! Today I bring the Tribios, I loved them so much in the quest, hope you like the drawing too!

[timelyquantums]

methinks if you hc argenti as tribios' father you should be boiled....

[problemcore]

oh yea btw i finished 3.0 yesterday WE'RE SO FUCKING BACK

[threefaced-messenger]

// Heyy everyone! So, mod has finished the amphroeus quest ! Feel free to send in asks, but I won't guarantee the answers will be the best ones :'3 I just have to adapt to roleplaying as them !

// I will also work on the pinned post! :3

[goldweaverr]

WELL FINE THEN SINCE THE MYDEI X READER TAG IS GONNA STAY THIS DRY, IM GONNA CONTRIBUTE TO IT MYSELF !!!!!! (No spoilers mentioned!! But MDNI there's nsfw)

I've seen possessive Mydei x reader, aggressive Mydei x reader, cocky Mydei x reader, etc, and while all of those are absolutely yummy and very much welcomed, consider the following flavor I'm offering; absolutely desperate Mydei.

Look. Based on everything we've seen of him so far, he definitely has not had opportunities for dating or romance or sex. He doesn't seem like the type to deem these things as silly, stupid, or hindrances that will block his path, but he likely believes they simply have no place in his life. His journey and destiny aren't ones that give him much room to go out, meet people, befriend them, grow to like them, court them, date them, sleep with them, marry them, and so on. That sounds like an entirely foreign concept to him. The furthest his social circle extends to is fellow Chrysos Heirs that the prophecy has placed alongside him as comrades, and the most miraculous extention it ever received was when the two outsiders came into Amphoreus. He certainly would never pursue a fellow Chrysos Heir romantically, as that's entirely unprofessional and could lead to jeopardizing their team dynamic which there is absolutely no room for! So he has resigned to the fact that he will simply be alone for the whole of his immortal life. And that's fine. Okay, maybe not ENTIRELY fine. He does feel like he'd fine the idea appealing, even if only for a flicker of a moment. But those thoughts are anchors that will weight him down. He's got way more important matters at hand. Okhema's safety, the prophecy, the people of his kingdom, Nikador, the outsiders who arrived from beyond the sky, hell even his fellow Chrysos Heirs such as Phainon or the Tribios. So those desires are ones that will be buried alongside many other hopes and wishes he had, but are no longer necessary. He will survive without love, he will be just fine without the touch of another, he will emerge victorious without the need of a congratulatory kiss, he doesn't need these things. They're privileges, not rights.

That is, until, he does meet someone. You.

Perhaps you're a fellow Chrysos Heir. Perhaps you're also one of the outsiders from beyond the sky. Perhaps you're a regular citizen in Okhema. Anything is possible. The occupation or role doesn't matter, what matters is that he finally meets someone who makes it feel like these things ARE necessary and he cannot possibly deny himself of them any longer.

He tries. He tries very hard. Tries avoiding you, tries scaring you off, tries not showing you much interest, tries to let you know without needing to use any words that he's no good for you. You don't know what you'd be getting into with him. But yet you persist. You're just too annoying. Sometimes you flirt, sometimes you tease, sometimes you worry, sometimes it's pure kindness. Whatever your intentions are for the day, they stress him.

Watching him train in the arena when it's entirely empty and then all he hears after destroying every training equipment around him is you clapping, the sound echoing across the empty seats where spectators would usually sit and down to his ears, that are beginning to turn suspiciously red. Coming down to praise him in person, telling him how absolutely attractive it was to watch the great Mydeimos unleash all that pent up rage. And he doesn't know what to do with the moment between the two of you. Running your index finger down his exposed, sweaty chest. Your nail scratching so, so slightly yet so deliciously over his searing hot skin making his breathing pick up the pace under your excruciatingly slow drag, until you reach his pants. You don't break eye contact with him, playful gaze challenging him with mirth. His expression can't be described in the same way. In fact it can hardly be described at all. A strange mixture of want, desire, anger, embarrassment, shyness, happiness, yearning. Whatever emotions you can imagine, you could probably locate somewhere on his face. But one thing remains. It's red. And he stands more stiff than any statue you've seen around the city. You remove your finger just as he was debating making a move forward and walk away, leaving him with way too many thoughts in his head that are making him angry. The anger he can't take out on training dummies. And that makes him even angrier. What a cycle.

He can't get you off of his mind.

Every meeting, you're throwing him glances to catch him staring. He's embarrassed, you smirk. Every time you run into him, there's some teasing remark already on your tongue, a gun ready to fire. He never has a response. Which sucks, because he should be used to this stuff with how much Phainon runs his mouth. But with you, it's different. With Phainon, they tease each other out of the love two friends share. With you, the feeling is entirely different. He can't treat you the same way he treats his friend, because he's not viewing you the same way he views his friend. And that's a scary thought. You've cemented yourself an entirely different category in his heart. Oh, how he hates it. But oh, how he wishes to explore more.

He doesn't think you make him weak. If anything, you make him stronger. It takes strength to face your feelings, it takes strength to tackle desires you've kept buried. Ones you claimed were unnecessary and unneeded. It takes strength to admit that he now has something else he wishes to protect. And he feels like if after a hard battle, he could unwind by laying his head against your chest and falling asleep to the feeling of your fingers in his hair, he'll face his next opponent with so much more power than what his lonely heart usually carries. And he'll face his enemies with a desire to return unscathed, not to battle to the death he will never reach anyway. That takes strength. Strength if he claimed he didn't have in him, he'd be announcing himself weak. He's fought his entire life, matters of the heart isn't where he will surrender. Hell, the last straw may have been watching his terrifying and courageous and powerful lion companion curl into you and purr up a storm. That was just purely offensive. There goes what was left of the Kremnos honor.

But since he will inevitably claim his throne, his people will expect someone else to rule alongside him, wouldn't they? Would they not expect heirs? He cares too much about the honor of his family name to let it die with him. (Even though it literally can't)

So when your teasing gets the better of him again, and it ends with you against the wall, you expected anything out of him. Anger, rage, annoyance, utter domination, demands only a crown prince has the rights to give, anything. But not desperation. Not inexperience. Not a look in his eyes that's full of _*yearning*_ . He wants you so bad it makes him look stupid. People call Phainon a golden retriever boy too much, this one might take the crown actually (Haha)

He stares at your eyes, with a glimmer in his. He stares at your lips, yearning to feel them. It's his first kiss. He knows he'll be clumsy. He knows he'll be inexperienced. He knows it might be embarrassing. But he wants it more than anything right now. His chest heaving slightly, picking up gradually. His hot breath on your face, from his nose and his parted lips. His gaze more intense than the lance of fury's flames. A bead of sweat down his forehead. You lean in closer, encouraging him. Your jaw is grabbed suddenly with cold and sharp armor as lips immediately crash onto yours. A mess of teeth and aggressive kissing and spit and a tongue that doesn't know what it's supposed to be doing and lip bites that may not have been well calculated in terms of pain. This first kiss was a mess, but how passionate it was. How much desire was poured into it. He's not entirely clueless. He's read books, stories. He's heard stories. He knows how it's supposed to go. Not how good it was supposed to feel. You don't want to part away, even as you try to slowly guide him into a less frantic rhythm. Gently leading the way, enough to not scare him off by taking the lead above him. You let him be in control. You know he feels far too vulnerable in the current moment. His body may be reacting off of desire, but his heart is weak and afraid. This moment, despite it's violence, is fragile.

Kissing, and kissing, and so much kissing later, kissing that eventually finds it's rhythm. Kissing that eventually flows like a river. Kissing that ignites a flame of ... Happiness in his heart where fear was beginning to eat away at it. His hand no longer on your jaw, now buried in your hair, holding the back of your head to keep your lips on his. The other arm wrapped around your waist holding your body flush against him. Your arms wrapped around his torso, happy to let his strength carry you as you feel more and more limp. He never knew kissing could be so fun. So romantic. So nice . He could get used to this.

A hand trails lower. His, or yours? It doesn't matter. Clothes are off rather quickly. He's desperate. So desperate.

He prepares you thoroughly. His fingers stretching you to the point of overstimulation. It was not his intention, they've simply been inside you so long that they've gotten to that point. He swears he's only getting you ready properly so you don't get hurt taking his size. He doesn't even say it in any cocky tone, his intention isn't to brag, he's just being honest. He's big, you're not. You'll get hurt. He doesn't want to hurt you. Ever. He loves you. He probably isn't even fully aware how much he's pushing you to the edge, but he does see you grow more and more desperate. Your nails digging into his biceps, and it excites him even more. Burying your head into the space between his neck and shoulders, whining out his name weakly, begging to put it in you already, and it drives him crazy. He's heard his name said in so many different ways. A roar that announces the start of a battle. A cry for help. The pride of his people. The teasing of his friend. The disdain of those who loathe him. The begging for mercy. The casual conversation starter. The acknowledgement of authority. So many different sounds they no longer mean anything to him. But this? This is new. And he likes it. He likes it so much. No tone spoken of his name causes him reaction anymore, but this one lit him on fire. He wants to hear more of it. He wants to hear it all night long.

He doesn't wear much to begin with. But he never feels exposed or vulnerable. His armor is a separator between himself and danger. Shedding off that armor with another person to allow himself into such a weak position felt terrifying, but currently, sinking deep into your warmth, it's never felt safer. A cry of his name spilling from your lips like a prayer, he doesn't even recall people calling Kephale's name with this much worship. And he melts. Figures he could do this forever. How did he ever go on without this?

His rhythm is sloppy, he's not even entirely sure how to set one. He's operating off of something primal right now, all he can do is fuck in and out of the heat that's swallowing him whole. He couldn't stop if he tried, body moving on its own. He stares in awe at where you two connect, watching the repetitive motion with no sign of getting used to it anytime soon. He doesn't even realize — or maybe doesn't even care — about the noises coming out of him. Why should he bother holding back his pleasure? He's never felt anything like this, and it's so thrilling, so exciting, so full of pleasure, that he doesn't care about his image or his behavior at the moment. He gasps, and pants, and breathes heavily, and grunts, and groans, completely overtaken with lust. And that's the dance you two shared throughout the duration of the entire night. Although the sun never stops shining in Okhema.

Mydei is a fast learner, and eventually establishes a rhythm for how he does things. From kissing romantically, to fucking into you relentlessly. But it certainly doesn't come easy, not without many, many more demonstrations first <3

[stormspryzen]

okay so. legitimate theorizing from me here now with ratio and amphoreus

i mentioned silly theories like how he could be a crafted titankin but more human.... or just straight up a titan because that would be fucking hilarious BUT. i think that maybe, possibly, perhaps him being a chrysos heir and already a demigod would be most plausible

THEORY TIME!!!!!

simulated universe gold & gears goes over the scholar’s strife, which happened way before hsr's current timeline.

in that, there's an occurrence regarding the intelligentsia guild - the cogito hair salon one. andddd who shows up in it???? dr fucking ratio

i agreed with ratio every time, that is my Wife

OKAY ANYWAYS. my point is, like i said before, it takes place during when the scholar’s strife happened.... aka waaayy before our current game timeline. so how the fuck is ratio here?????

big brain time, he's a demigod and part of the chrysos heirs, he's lived for a long time now like tribios and aglaea, since they are also demigods. (hopefully i did not remember that wrong in regards to being a demigod and longevity because then what is the point of all this)

BUT YEAH!!!!!! so perhaps he's left amphoreus for a while, for whatever reasons, and aglaea, tribios, and whoever else already is a demigod or chrysos heir at the time only knows

all this would be a real shame if that occurrence was to actually be during the present timeline, because then we'd just have no clue how ratio was there unless hes some kind of time traveler or thats just an ancestor but i HIGHLY doubt it

we already have SOOOO much connections between ratio and amphoreus - the greco-roman aesthetics, the people of amphoreus's love for baths, similarities with his character design and the other characters and npcs from amphoreus (moreso aglaea). he HASSSS to be from there.

him showing up in castrum kremnos, only to later be confirmed as a bug or issue, whatever you wanna call it, felt like SUCH a punch to the stomach because MANNNNNNN

[glytchedmuffins]

HOYO I SWEAR TO GOD IF ANYTHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO THE CHILDREN-

[b1adie]

ok so trianne was the one onscreen and speaking in this moment. and it seemed kind of like a sad “see you tomorrow.” esp cuz we see tribbie reaching out for trianne as she’s pulled away.

WHICH MADE ME REMEMBER THE MESSAGE IN HER DRIP ART… “FROM NOW ON, NO MORE GOODBYES”….

its not goodbye, its just see you tomorrow…

[pinkrose05]

Adoption papers. Now.

[somecheeseguy]

Currently in love with aglaea's accent and voice, I am definitely getting her as soon as she come out.

Also, soem theories if y'all don't mind, phainon is just Kevin, he's not even a different person, he's just Kevin coming straight from Elysium. Especially with the knowledge that phainon isn't his true name as is declared in "as I've written".

Tribios probably dies at some point in the story,

mydei probably has to somehow help phainon in the trial,

march somehow helped fuli in the creation of amphoreus,

the last path of amphoreus is finality,

The titans are just emenators,

There will probably be an actual fake sky story quest like in genshin where the people of amphoreus see the stars beyond aquila,

Castorice happily dies.

[lowkeyren]

AMPHOREUS SPOILERS

in "as ive written" you get to see the chrysos heirs' backstories, they each have their own title followed by their name

e.g. servant of death: castorice

however, as you can see, phainon is an exception —his title essentially explains why.

basically "phainon" isn't actually his real name 😭🙏🏻 (it's like an alias, similar to acheron)

^ also, if you end amphoreus early, the end credits roll and and everyone appears normal with their names listed as usual, except phainon (as ??)

while castorice also has a "?" after her name, it can likely be explained by something related to her "other half" that she's trying to find. (and as for tribios i think hsr was js trying to be whimsical lol)

wasn't he also the first local we met.