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ninbinary · 3 years ago

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DnD Character Backstory Datapoints - Example 1: Human Orphan Lives Dangerously

Hey, thank you to @kursed-curtain (who tumblr will not let me "@", good application u got here) for reblogging my DnD Character Backstory Datapoints suggestion :) (It goes without saying you could ideas like this for non-RPG character or story generation too, and could add more dice representing different things!)

In thanks, I decided to type up an example of me using it to create a (reallly overly-in-depth -- this is gonna be a long post!) character backstory idea from thin air.

(Let me know if you guys out there like this, and I'll do it again sometime! Also let me know if you use this datapoints-system to create a chararacter (or feel free to use this character backstory), and let me know how it goes!)

A) Human character, Younger (d2 + 1 periods)

(I'll refer to the character as "Character", and I'm not doing anything to bake Character Class in to the story (though I'll talk about that at the end), to try to make this as "generic" as possible!)

A0) number of time periods:

d6 roll of 4 = d2 roll of 2; +1 = 3 time periods.

A1) First Time Period:

d12 = 10 [10/12 Danger]

d10 = 6 [6/10 City]

d8 = 1 [1/10 Species Diversity]

That's an Extremely dangerous time, in a Relatively Urbanized area, with only 1 kind of species. Given that its the First time period for a started-adventuring-younger character, I think my overall summary would be:

"Abandoned Orphan in a Medium-Sized Exclusively-Human City"; they spend their early years with a few slightly-older orphans living in alleys and stealing food.

(Alternatively, other interesting ways you could interpret this: if your gameworld has "bad guy countries / city-states" near your "generally friendly demihuman species", you could do these dice as "orphan human in a [bad guy species] city")

A2) Second Time Period:

d12 = 11 [11/12 Danger]

d10 = 3 [3/10 City]

d8 = 3 [3/10 Species Diversity]

Wow, it's somehow gotten MORE dangerous for poor Human Character; but its also only half as Urban, and they're finally around a few more species of Demihuman. How would moving OUT of the city be MORE dangerous? Well, 'city invaded' is always an option, but because of the other two dice, here's how I'd turn these dice into a story point:

"Character's youth life of petty crime / cutpurse-ing for basic necessities finally ends in trouble so serious that they flee the city / their orphan-gang / the only home and family they've known, and join up with a travelling caravan." Depending on how "dark" you want the character to be, you could take it any number of ways; but let's say you want a Shit-Life-but-Charitable character and go with: one of their pickpocketting sorties goes bad, and as the pack scatters, Character and a close friend get caught in a blind alley by a city guardsman. Character is at the top of a ladder while Friend is scrambling up, but the guardsman is closing in, sword drawn, so Character throws a brick and kills the guardsman. Friend gets away, but before Character escapes, the next wave of guard sees their dead comrade and gets a good look at Character.

Character makes arrangements ASAP to sign on as a caravan guard, calling in favors to get semi-respectable looking leathers (and maybe the dead guards' sword) and a forged letter-of-reference from their gang's fence. Within a nervewracking 24 hours of lying low, Character's friends have managed to sign them on to a caravan, and one last sprint through the city's allies and undermaintained warehouses later, Character is all set. The next morning they're marching out the city gate with a 4-wagon, 15-individual caravan, run by a halfling merchant, taking fancier fabricks and fashionable metalworked jewelry to the more rural human/halfling backcountry outside of the city.

(So, here all the Danger is about the transition TO this period of Less-City, More-Species-Diversity time period). Let's see how it wraps up with Third Time Period:

A3) Third Time Period:

d12 = 10 [10/12 Danger]

d10 = 9 [9/10 City]

d8 = 2 [2/8 Species Diversity]

Oh dear; danger DOES seem to follow poor Character around! We're back to a Lot of danger, in an EVEN BIGGER CITY, around only a Few different species. How should this conclude Character's pre-Adventure story?

Well, since its so dramatic (STILL Danger, BIGGER City!), its going to end with such a bang, you'd probably want to think about where Campaign's going to begin.

(One way to read the Danger is by saying, "the caravan was raided and the survivors were taken prisoner", but how does that result in such a high City number (while the Species Diversity stays pretty low)? For example, if City stayed low, you could have Character be prisoner of a small bandit camp operating out of a wooded area.)

Well (and if this fits with the campaign setting), we could read it this way:

"the Caravan was raided by marauders from Underground-living [Species X], which hasn't been active in this area for decades..." The survivors were taken back through Species X's New Outpost in this region, and then a select few (including Character) were sent to the capital for one of the following unsavory ends (Ritual Sacrifice, or Gladitorial Combat, or Being Eaten at a Feast Celebrating the New Outpost, etc).

Fortunately for Character, one of the Species X jailors becomes sympathetic because.. they take pity on Characters' youth; or because of the Character's brazen tenacity defending a fellow prisoner from the head jailor's abuse [hey, tying back to their killed-a-guardsman moment], or something; and arranges for Character to be smuggled out of Species X City into the surrounding countryside.

(Another Alternative Idea, had One Dice Gone a Different Way: maybe if Species Diversity was higher, the Species X City could have enough different kinds of folks walking around that you could think about letting Sympathetic Jailor take on Character as a servant, apprentice or even adopted child -- albeit temporarily, or else they'd never be a player-character meeting up with the party. But it would definitely be interesting to see what a Human Orphan from the Mean Streets of [Medium-Sized Human City] would be like after spending their formative years as Adoptive Mindflayer Dad's protege).

Anyway, Wrapup:

Now a long way away from their 'home' city and probably home country (remember, they were captured by Species X nearby, but then moved days (or weeks) travel underground to Species X Huge City), Character finds their way to [wherever the Party starts], and will hopefully have a much less dangerous life just killing monsters and collecting treasure.

Character would definitely have a lot of street-smarts, might have a "I will survive no matter what" mentality, a healthy disrespect for law-and-order, probably standoffish about friendships but a deep loyalty to those they get close to (many of these being Great traits for an adventuring party!).

There's a lot of ways to tweak this outline to make them more "dark and moody" or give them different responses to their travails (if you wanted to make them more of a "mad dog", or utterly ruthless), and there's also room for plot hooks (who were their parents? What happened to their Orphan Gang back home? Does [their original city] have enough intra-city communication that their guardsman-killing will haunt them (for example, make the guardsman they killed someone with connections or seniority, so there's someone with a big axe to grind about eventually getting the guardsman's killer)? Did they grow close to some of their fellow Caravan people and did any of them survive the attack?)

Also if you have a specific character class in mind you can tweak bits of this -- Rogue or Warrior types fit perfectly, but a more Wizard-y character class could certainly fit too: you could play up their burgeoning powers, and have power flare-ups central to Character's 2 dramatic acts -- when they killed the Guardsman in Second Time Period, and have it be the reason that Sympathetic Jailor helped them in Third Time Period.

Thanks for reading all this, anyone who made it all the way through, and let me know what you think! (And no thanks to Tumblr, whose Text Popup stopped letting me type certain letters -- I wrote the actual Character Creation thing in a textfile cuz it was so long, but I then had to compose the incidental comments / intro in a textfile too then copy-paste-format it into this tumblr window >:P)

#dnd #dungeons and dragons #d&d #character creation #character backstory #backstory #dicey #player character #ttrpg #rpg

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whump-advent-calendar · 4 years ago

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Some more info 🎁

Alrighty, first of all I can’t even tell you how amazing you guys are, the feedback came even earlier than I thought and lots of you pointed out some pretty important things I forgot about in the first post, so thank you all for that 🤗 Now, let’s get down to business

There’s finally a blog for this event! So from now on, all the stuff about this event will be found here (so if you have any more questions, don’t hesistate to send an ask or a message, I’ll try to respond asap 😊)

@misscrazyfangirl321 made two pretty good points - first about alternate prompts - I gotta admit I completely forgot about them 😅 but I’m definitely gonna add them now! There are only 8 main prompts, so I’d say 2-3 alternate prompts should be enough? If you think otherwise lemme know 😊

The second point was about adding some small bonus mini-prompts which would be released the day they’d take place - I think it’s a great idea, but I’m honestly not sure if I’d be able to execute it properly while still keeping up the theme 😅 but I’m gonna think about it!

@erdarielthewhumper also pointed out some stuff I should have mentioned before - if you have to produce content for all the prompts and if it can be fandom and original stuff.

You definitely don’t have to do all of them, you’re free do only those you want to do, whether it’s all of them or maybe just one!😃 And of course you’re free to make original content as well as fandom related content!

So, most of you agreed it’d be best to post the prompts early, so, I will release them on... 🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

🎄🎇🎄🎇🎄 ✨November 24th✨ 🎄🎇🎄🎇🎄

One month before Christmas 😃 Hopefully it’s early enough and it also gives me enough time to do something with the calendar’s design, I’m still not quite happy with it 😂

So yeah! If you have any more questions, ask away!

Tagging:

@blue-flare10 @whump-me-all-night-long @whumpfigure @whumptywhumpdump @thatsgonnaleaveamark @misscrazyfangirl321 @cupcakes-and-pain @midnight-mismanagement @latenightwhump @whumpology @theladyoffangorn @softsharpdaydreams @whatgoeswhumpinthenight @sleep-deprived-dragon @erdarielthewhumper @whumpforthewhumpgod @vickytokio @books-and-starss @technom0ose @straight-to-the-pain @just-a-fan1234 @realcanadianmoose @thatsthewhump @beautifullytorturedsouls @imposterellie @professional-idiocy @raigash @lektricfergus @ambigiousgelpens @tormentum-ab-intra @rose12335 @morgaylol @starrysky-whumpfics @whump-softie @why-am-i-on-this-website-anyway @satansonecornchip @girlwithacoolcat @eatyourdamnpears @greeneyedmonst3r

sorry if I didn’t tag you in the previous post 😅 if you want to read it you can find it on this blog, right bellow this post😃

Also since there’s now this blog that’s dedicated solely for this that you can follow without being flooded with posts irrelevant to the event, I won’t be tagging you in every upcoming info-post I make, but if you’d prefer to still be tagged, lemme know 😊

That should be all for now, I’ll explain stuff like tagging your post and other rules when I post the prompts 😃 stay safe 👋

#event info #whump advent calendar #whumpadcal

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sir-adamus · 5 years ago

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its been a while since i talked OCs on here

well in truth i’ve just not been doing much work on them lately, though yesterday i felt like fooling around with one of the concepts i’ve been bandying about for my main heroine, Addison

so as a quick summary, Addison and her friends, thanks to shenanigans, are able to travel between various fictional universes and settings, making friends, hanging out, fighting intra- and extra-universal, but Addison is unique in that unlike most (if not all) inter-universal travelers, she isn’t “locked in” to the rules of her home universe, and so she can adapt to the mechanics of those other universes she travels to and can (but not necessarily will) find herself gaining abilities usually restricted to the people of those realities

so in essence going to the KH-verse she could find herself in possession of a Keyblade, going to the RWBY-verse she would end up with a Semblance, the JJBA-verse a Stand, Persona-verse a Persona, and so on

and i have had this trait for Addison decided for a while but never really thought too deeply on the applications of what she would get, specifically with the unique, soul/personality specific powers, so yesterday i decided to list a few of the stories out and workshop what powers she would get in each universe

i've only ended up solidifying a couple to a point that i’m more or less happy with them so far, specifically her Semblance and her Stand, i’m gonna keep working on others - talking to @xzeihoranth and @tumblingxelian really helped a lot in working things out and i wanna thank them for their feedback and suggestions while i was workshopping these

approaching this i set myself a few rules; a) they couldn't be two overpowered and have reasonable limitations, b) they had to ideally keep with the theme of Addison's extreme adaptability (and therefore her unpredictability) and c) try to avoid overlap between the various abilities - treating them like they are manifestations of different aspects of the soul and not just manifestations of the same power in different universes (because that would be lazy and not as fun)

so first off, her Semblance:

Name: Empathic Mimicry

Aura Colour: Red

Abilities: Addison can temporarily copy and use the Semblances of those in her immediate vicinity, though only one at a time and initially, she doesn’t get much choice which one she’s copying, and she has to keep note of how much Aura she’s using, so it varies as a result, which can be a help and hindrance. She can intuitively use the abilities during this time, but cannot select which power manifests. Later gaining control of her Semblance allows her to select the Semblance nearby that she is copying, but only if she knows what it is beforehand.

Honing the ability later opens up the avenue of mimicking and using a Semblance she has copied before, provided she has a strong emotional connection with the original user and the user has agreed to let her use the ability to forge a permanent bond; she has to figure out how to use these Semblances on her own however. She can switch Semblances, however the switch costs Aura.

so with the Semblance i wanted a variable ability that represents the bonds Addison forms with others. the agreement aspect of its more honed usage, which acts as a limiter to what Semblances she can “recall”, if she doesn’t have that acknowledged connection, she can’t use it, and similarly, she can’t recall the Semblances of those she doesn’t like or get along with, and enemies are right out of consideration

part of the idea behind this ability was that i liked the idea of seeing someone with a wildly different personality having access to things like Blake’s Shadow or Neo’s Overactive Imagination and how they would (or wouldn’t) use those abilities differently

this also comes with a caveat that not all Semblances she can copy are ones she would find much use for - for example, Coco’s Hype Semblance, which works great for her, wouldn’t be very useful for Addison as she primarily just sticks to swordplay and wouldn’t find much use for Dust under normal circumstances

and her Stand:

Name: Changes

Appearance: Takes the form of a young woman. She is tall and has an elegant, muscular build. Her almond-shaped eyes are green – facially she resembles Addison, being an embodiment of her soul. She has azure blue skin. Her bright gold hair is neck length, parts sweep upwards into large “spikes”. She has two pairs of arms, for maximum punching.

She wears a white, sleeveless top with gold lining which exposes her navel. Over this she wears an open, sleeveless black long coat with gold accents and blue swirl designs.

Thigh length white, poofy shorts meet thigh length brown leather boots with a small heel. Brown leather bracers worn on her arms wrap around the hand (exposing fingers and thumbs) and reach up to her elbow.

Profile: In contrast to Addison’s usual upbeat and easy-going personality, Changes belies the hidden emotions she is feeling, often being more outwardly aggressive and brutal in combat than Addison herself would be as a result.

Stand Power: Reactive Adaptation– Develops an ability to counteract another person's power. Can only be used against one opponent at a time. Requires Addison to witness the ability first so her Stand can get an innate understanding of how it works in order to counter it.

Changes does have effective combat utility of her own, mainly using her fists. Her versatility and effectiveness in combat will vary widely, and opposing Stands with abilities that are not pure combat utility are difficult to directly counter as a result (provided Addison can see these abilities in use at all). Many times, Changes can only adapt to match or block these abilities (for example, dealing with a telepath, Changes would create an impenetrable wall of mental static to even the playing field), and defeat lies in Addison using her wits and other strengths to defeat her foes.

Due to being a similar type of Stand as Star Platinum and The World (with an effective range of about 3 meters), as a result of its incredible reaction and adaptation speed, Changes eventually unlocks its own version of The World’s ability. Changes: The World can stop time for five “seconds” maximum, but puts a lot of strain on Addison – she will recover due to her own Healing Factor, but it makes using Changes: The World exhausting through repeated use.

so little fun fact about Changes, i was actually really stuck for a name for this Stand and my fallback name if i couldn’t come up with a decent song to reference was to go full meme and call it All Star

luckily i remembered a different Shrek song to name it after, so that’s cool (plus the song has the line “Turn and face the strange” which is just, massively appropriate for the setting Addison would be finding herself in to acquire her Stand)

Changes’ Reactive Adaptability also massively varies the effectiveness of her ability (and was such a hard thing to figure out how to properly balance) and versatility, because in some situations she could be slowing down time to counter a speedster and thus rob the speedster of what makes them such an effective combatant, and in others would, as i listed as an example, just block a telepath and even the playing field a bit

and “only one counter at a time” also means Addison would have to get creative against multiple opponents, finding a way to deal with all of them while having an ability that specifically counters only one of them, or opponents with multiple abilities that she can only counter one of, and thus having to pick the best one to counter (if she gets a choice at all)

so yeah, that's what i’ve spent the last couple days doing when i haven’t been lazing about and watching anime

#OC tag #OC: Addison #long post

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faejilly · 6 years ago

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i am for you (9/?)

Malec texting!fluff and intertwining hedges. inter-hedging? intra-hedging? Both? Something like that. (ao3 / series tag)

WEDNESDAY

*** *** ***

[jace]: coffee?

[alec]: uh. I'm. On the wrong busline, unless you want to meet somewhere other than the usual? Or after my morning class instead of before

[jace]: why are you? [jace]: oh [jace]: you didn't sleep at your place did you

[alec]: no.

[jace]: I love you, and he seems nice enough, and you're one of the smartest guys I know, but [jace]: this is really confusing and not at all like you [jace]: are you? IS HE? I don't even know what I want to ask

[alec]: I know it's crazy, but... [alec]: Give him a chance

[jace]: you know I will. He makes you smile. I'm just.

[alec]: worried. I know. I get it.

[jace]: well. I guess as long as you still recognize the crazy as you're doing it, it's not too bad, right?

[alec]: that does actually track

[jace]: you don't have to sound so surprised

[alec]: yes I do, part of the job

[jace]: the "being an asshole" job?

[alec]: I learned from the best

[jace]: 👉👌

[alec]: rude

[jace]: I learned from the best, too

[alec]: lunch instead of coffee?

[jace]: you know it

*** *** ***

[magnus]: I have to go to a faculty meeting. I may die of boredom. Save me!

[alec]: and how am I supposed to do that? I can't go to your faculty meeting [alec]: and wouldn't even if I could, sorry

[magnus]: you're not at all sorry

[alec]: no, not really [alec]: I mean, being with you? Almost worth it. [alec]: but faculty meetings sound terrible [alec]: my professors always look either homicidal or half-dead with exhaustion after them

[magnus]: if I'm half-dead with exhaustion I will fall asleep on you tonight instead of any of the other things you want me to do to you

[alec]: you're terrible [alec]: maybe I want to do things to you instead

[magnus]: darling! [magnus]: tell me more, that will distract me wonderfully

[alec]: that might distract you too much [alec]: it will definitely distract me too much [alec]: and possibly get me kicked out of the union. I cannot be on the outs with the people who make me my coffee, I might die [alec]: and studying is more important. At least for another hour.

[magnus]: how distressingly sensible of you [magnus]: I can't believe I fell madly in love with someone SENSIBLE [magnus]: Cat is going to laugh at me for at least a decade

[alec]: I can't believe I fell madly in love with someone who was going to try and sext me during his meeting [alec]: Proper sexting deserves your complete focus

[magnus]: very true, that was terribly inconsiderate of me [magnus]: all right, I must go pretend to pay attention, but expect impertinent questions or inappropriate propositions as soon as I am free

[alec]: I look forward to it. Them. Both. Either. (You.)

*** *** ***

[alec]: or actually, I could ask *you* a potentially impertinent question [alec]: that you do not at all need to answer

[magnus]: ask away

[alec]: so uh. Ragnor may have mentioned that they refrained from murdering a previous romantic entanglement of yours, and they weren't going to make that mistake again [alec]: and it seemed closer to serious than hyperbole

[magnus]: oh

[alec]: I am in no way claiming you have to tell me all about your exes, or that I'm worried about them in relation to us or anything. But that sounds serious and I hope... I guess that talking to me might help you as much as talking to you helps me

[magnus]: well, you know I dated Dot, the exes aren't all terrible

[alec]: that sentence kind of makes it sound like she's the exception that proves the rule [alec]: plus it didn't sound like either of you took it as much more than friends who are good dance partners and fooled around for awhile

[magnus]: *fooled around* oh dear I'm moving in with an 80yo grandpa

[alec]: apparently I talked like an 80yo grandpa when I was actually 8, Mom will be happy to tell you all about it

[magnus]: at 8 that's adorable. At 26 it's hilarious in entirely different ways

[alec]: glad I can amuse

[magnus]: you really can! [magnus]: and you're not wrong, we were always friends, more than anything else, and Dot is not QUITE the only exception but... I have previously always fallen for people who wanted different things than I did when we were together, they wanted a future when I wanted a present, I wanted to settle down a little when they wanted to go adventuring, that sort of thing [magnus]: it hurts, every time, you get bumped and bruised and scarred, but no one's *trying* to hurt anyone else, you just don't... fit

[alec]: oh, I should have asked this when we got back home, I really want to give you a hug

[magnus]: the fact that you called the apartment home is almost as good as a hug

[alec]: you're my home

[magnus]: however did I get so lucky as to meet you

[alec]: Ragnor hates Aldertree and you're too impatient to work technology properly?

[magnus]: I take it all back, you're awful

[alec]: you love me anyway

[magnus]: I do

[magnus]: her name was Camille

[alec]: the one Ragnor wishes he'd murdered?

[magnus]: yeah [magnus]: she's why I moved back to Alicante from NYC actually

[magnus]: Camille's an actress, gorgeous, smart, draws the eye when she enters a room. And when it went wrong it went really wrong, but when it started? We both fell hard, played hard, pushed each other into each new opportunity, each new audition, each new call-back. [magnus]: before her I'd barely been hanging on, couldn't seem to *feel* any of what I was doing, couldn't make myself finish the degree I'd been working part-time on for years at that point. [magnus]: if you've got no emotions to put into your work, no one wants to see it, no one wants to hire you.

[alec]: which just makes you feel worse and makes it that much harder the next day

[magnus]: exactly. But Camille believed in me, in us, in putting on a show, each day bigger and brighter than the day before [magnus]: suddenly I was working regularly, usually a couple levels of *Off* Broadway, but sometimes I swung closer, sometimes I got TV episode work, or small movie parts. It was good, I was doing what I'd always wanted, I finished my MFA, I could still eat and pay my share of rent and occasionally even buy new shoes [magnus]: which is a big deal when you're frequently working as a dancer or choreographer

[alec]: shoes are important, I know

[magnus]: you might not make that joke once you see inside my closet

[alec]: I wasn't joking

[magnus]: 😘

[alec]: 💘

[magnus]: you're ridiculous

[alec]: just for you

[magnus]: I thought Camille and I were happy, you know? [magnus]: but she wasn't. I don't know, it wasn't getting better fast enough for her, maybe [magnus]: I was doing more workshops here and there, standing on both sides of the curtain, and she couldn't see why I couldn't help her get her foot in a few more doors. Never mind that I never worked in casting. [magnus]: she loved me, I do believe that, but she never trusted me, not really, not to be there for her. Never trusted anyone. Always put herself first because no one else ever had, ever would. [magnus]: so when she caught a producer's eye, she let him catch her [magnus]: and truly didn't understand why it broke my heart when I found them in bed together

[alec]: oh hell, I'm so sorry

[magnus]: oh, that wasn't the worst part, not by a long shot [magnus]: it was another year of fights and manipulation and making up, of her pushing me towards jobs that would help *her* rather than jobs that suited me, of making me feel like I'd let her down, that I was why she'd cheated [magnus]: that's the part that almost broke me, the part that sent me back to Alicante when it finally got to be too much, when I couldn't stand any of the jobs I might be able to get, couldn't stand the person I was while I was living with her, working with her. The way she made me believe that everything that was wrong with our relationship, everything I felt bad about, that every bit of it was my fault and I should be grateful to her for putting up with me. That the only reason I'd had any success at all was because of her, that I *owed* her, and she could take it away again if I didn't pay her back the way she wanted

[alec]: I'm gonna help Ragnor hide the body [alec]: no, wait, need his truck to finish moving in first [alec]: if the opportunity arises though

[magnus]: I don't think murder's the answer, though I'm touched by the sentiment

[alec]: I love you so much Magnus, you've such a beautiful soul, I can't. How could anyone do that to someone? Much less someone they thought they loved. I'm so sorry. I wish... I don't know, I wish I could take all that pain for you, just wipe it away

[magnus]: well, if we hadn't both gotten run out of New York by heartbreak, we might never have met [magnus]: that's a damn fine silver lining

[alec]: wait now, you're telling me the sad story, why are you comforting me? Shouldn't that be the other way around?

[magnus]: have we ever done things normally?

[alec]: I don't have a clue what "normal" might look like, but that silver lining does make a hell of a difference, you're right. Tonight we're moving in together [alec]: because we're both choosing this [alec]: choosing us

[magnus]: took us awhile, but we're both finally making good decisions?

[alec]: I think so [alec]: not sure anyone else would agree, even if Ragnor seems cautiously supportive

[magnus]: they'll come around. We've got time.

[alec]: All the time in the world

*** *** ***

[izzy]: question

[alec]: no

[izzy]: I know you don't mean that [izzy]: especially since I want Magnus' number [izzy]: I'd like to get to know the guy who swept you off your feet [izzy]: and seems to have fallen head over heels right back, just like someone said! Now who could that have been? Someone so very smart and kind, who do we possible know like that...

[alec]: if I give you his number will you stop?

[izzy]: of course not

[alec]: yeah, that's what I thought

[izzy]: .... [izzy]: really. REALLY? Here I was trying to be nice, I was going to take your boyfriend out for lunch, maybe do some shopping, we'd have a good time. [izzy]: He's clearly got excellent taste.

[alec]: was that a compliment?

[izzy]: He had really nice shoes you know

[alec]: shoes are important, got it [alec]: why do people think I don't know that?

[izzy]: because you have like three pairs and they're all black? Sneakers, dress shoes, combat boots.

[alec]: but they're high quality sneakers and dress shoes and combat boots.

[izzy]: they are actually [izzy]: ... [izzy]: sorry? [izzy]: ... [izzy]: are you really not going to give me his number?

[alec]: nope

[izzy]: ALEXANDER GIDEON

[alec]: ISABELLE SOPHIA [alec]: I don't want you to interrupt his class, I'll leave him a message with your number, all right?

[izzy]: oh. I guess. You're still a brat.

[alec]: I learned from the best

[izzy]: 🙄

[alec]: ❤

*** *** ***

THURSDAY

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[magnus]: question!

[alec]: yes?

[magnus]: now that I have experienced the dancing with Alexander which is actually intense eye-contact and steadily decreasing personal space [magnus]: (I knew your hips were lethal) [magnus]: did you dance WITH John for this dare? [magnus]: because. Um. How did Lydia take that?

[alec]: I did, and he turned bright red and Lydia laughed for a week. Do you want me to see if she's still got the video she took on her phone?

[magnus]: hotdamnyesplease [magnus]: also have you ever been to Pandemonium? Because we could get away with that in public there [magnus]: This weekend even? Not Saturday, I'll probably still be recovering from your sister taking me shoe shopping [magnus]: But Friday maybe... [magnus]: Pandemonium has unusually roomy bathroom stalls. not that I know from experience. Or not that kind of experience. There is no good way to finish this sentence is there?

[alec]: you know I wouldn't care if you did, right? That kind of experience.

[magnus]: I do know that, yes [magnus]: but also I've never really been a fan of sweaty groping in a club bathroom [magnus]: but I've also never been quite so constantly desperate as I am for you

[alec]: same here

[magnus]: so with that in mind. it might be a thing we should know [magnus]: just in case

[alec]: ok for Pandemonium dancing you would probably have to get me a bit not sober

[magnus]: that wasn't a no

[alec]: no it wasn't, was it?

*** *** ***

[lydia]: Alec requested some of the video from my engagement party, but then gave me your phone number instead of your email [lydia]: I think they'd send better via something smarter than my phone's data plan

[magnus]: I think he assumed you'd send them to him? But certainly: [email protected]

[lydia]: pretty sure you'll enjoy having them more than he will

[magnus]: you may have a point there, thank you [magnus]: I think he'd like to have more of John to remember, though

[lydia]: Alec told you about him, did he?

[magnus]: a little. My condolences

[lydia]: It was four years ago

[magnus]: regardless.

[lydia]: hmm. Yes. [lydia]: thank you

[magnus]: you're welcome [magnus]: and if you have any more John & Alexander stories, I would of course be DELIGHTED to hear them. Or see them. Regardless of media.

[lydia]: that might be nice, I'll think about it

[magnus]: excellent! No hurry, but I do appreciate it.

[lydia]: Are you sure you're not in a hurry? I hear you're braving Lightwood family dinner already. [lydia]: good luck with that

[magnus]: I feel like starting our mutual acquaintance at a bar full of six metaphorical siblings was scarier? [magnus]: You're making me question my conclusions a little though

[lydia]: Luke used to be a cop and Maryse is... Maryse

[magnus]: That did not clarify anything. [magnus]: Alexander couldn't seem to explain why he was nervous about me meeting his mother either [magnus]: she was very nice when she confirmed the invitation

[lydia]: she is a lovely woman

[magnus]: but?

[lydia]: I don't know how to explain it either. She's an accountant, used to work for the prosecutor's office I think it was, and I'm pretty sure that if she'd been around she would have scared Capone even before he knew it was his finances that were going to take him down.

[magnus]: well that's terrifying

[lydia]: she's very competent. And she knows it. And she expects the same.

[magnus]: that doesn't sound too bad?

[lydia]: at *everything* from *everyone* [lydia]: all the time

[magnus]: huh. I think I'm starting to get it.

[lydia]: she loves her kids though [lydia]: so she'll like you, regardless of anything else, because you make Alec happy

[magnus]: I'm glad that you think I do

[lydia]: You do. I'm not blind [lydia]: I've not ever seen Alec like that before, and it's nice [lydia]: I kind of get the feeling no one's ever seen you like that either?

[magnus]: you are a very observant woman

[lydia]: well. Maryse likes me. I'm competent, too.

[magnus]: and now we're back to scaring me a little, aren't we?

[lydia]: no. Alec's important to a lot of people, but you're important to him, so now you're important to us too. But there is that question of *hurry* that isn't usually Alec's style? There may be some growing pains [lydia]: I'll get those videos to you later today. It really was very nice to meet you, I look forward to seeing you again

[magnus]: thank you, you too

*** *** ***

[magnus]: I had a slightly odd conversation with Lydia [magnus]: I'm not sure if she was trying to comfort me or scare me

[alec]: she has that effect on people a lot [alec]: I think it's only sort-of on purpose [alec]: but she wouldn't have even tried the comforting half if she didn't like you, so that's a good sign

[magnus]: and she promised me videos! And perhaps more John & Alexander shenanigan stories in the future

[alec]: there were no shenanigans. We were very boring.

[magnus]: impossible

[alec]: Well. I always felt very boring, but John was great, so I guess we'll see what Lydia has to say on the subject.

[magnus]: why in the world would you think you're boring?

[alec]: I work too hard and don't, as a general rule, like people [alec]: People don't usually notice me, if there's anyone else in the room

[magnus]: John did. I do.

[alec]: well, you're both special cases

[magnus]: so are you

[alec]: agree to disagree on that one?

[magnus]: nope. You're wrong. I'll convince you eventually.

[alec]: good luck, I guess?

[magnus]: I don't need luck, not for something so obvious.

[alec]: I don't know whether to roll my eyes or stick my tongue out at you

[magnus]: Well, the tongue could be considered an *invitation* and we both still have work to do

[alec]: 🙄🙄🙄

[magnus]: 😈😇😘

*** *** ***

[raphael]: thank you.

[alec]: Raphael? I mean. You're welcome? Maybe? Are you... is Magnus ok?

[raphael]: Of course. I'd lead with that, if he wasn't.

[alec]: yeah, right. That would make sense. Are we going to make sense sometime soon?

[raphael]: Maybe. If I feel like it.

[alec]: ha, I knew there was a sense of humor in there somewhere.

[raphael]: don't tell anyone

[alec]: never

[raphael]: have you been to Magnus' office yet?

[alec]: not today, but yes. Why?

[raphael]: did you see the display in the hallway?

[alec]: the programs and photos from the work the department's done? Yeah, I spent. An amount of time I am not going to figure out because it'd be embarrassing, probably, finding every single one of them that had Magnus' name or picture in it. [alec]: he's got an impressive resume

[raphael]: he put some more up today. [raphael]: from shows he'd done with Camille

[alec]: oh

[raphael]: exactly. He's been back for years and it took you what, a week? to manage what we didn't. So.

[alec]: He did it himself. But thank you for telling me.

[raphael]: you're welcome [raphael]: I assume I'll see you Sunday?

[alec]: Yeah. Yes, you will.

[raphael]: good

*** *** ***

[alec]: oh my god why are people so stupid [alec]: I have re-set the password for this guy every week [alec]: all semester [alec]: and yet he's the one who looks at me like it's my fault he's locked himself out. Again [alec]: why can't he follow directions? [alec]: just once? [alec]: I am reconsidering my position on sexting as distraction help me

[magnus]: oh no, you wouldn't help me, said you deserved my full attention. Are you saying I don't deserve your full attention?

[alec]: I WOULD NEVER [alec]: but the rest of the world pales in comparison to you [alec]: the simple fact of your existence makes it harder for me to deal with idiots [alec]: I know how much better people can be, because of how much better you are

[magnus]: jjjjjjjjjjj

[magnus]: ... jfc Alexander [magnus]: Raphael is doing that face where he's laughing at me in his head. Apparently you broke me for a bit there [magnus]: which is fine, I love you [magnus]: but I need to return the favor [magnus]: I'll meet you at the door for a celebratory bj

[alec]: fcuk [alec]: I knew you were magical, apparently my face when I glanced down at my phone did something and he left instead of complaining more [alec]: Also. Your door or the student center's door? Because the SC is really well lit [alec]: I don't think I care

[magnus]: OUR door! [magnus]: I'm going to take my time. [magnus]: 2am right? I remember those emails

[alec]: I love you so much [alec]: even before I discovered you could scare away idiots [alec]: even beyond blowjobs [alec]: I'll be there by 1:45 at the latest

*** *** ***

FRIDAY

*** *** ***

[cat]: you owe me new scrubs

[alec]: Cat? What. How. Why do all my conversations keep starting like this? [alec]: Nevermind. What did I do?

[cat]: I saw your picture in the Chief Surgeon's office and almost choked and did manage to spill my entire mug of coffee on myself

[alec]: that's. I'm sorry. I really am. That sounds awful, I might actually cry without my coffee [alec]: but also not actually my fault

[cat]: no, but if you come shopping with me for new ones I can tell you embarrassing Ragnor and Magnus stories

[alec]: are you free tomorrow?

[cat]: Lunch? [cat]: And you can maybe also tell me how you managed to get Dr. Penhallow to smile for a camera

[alec]: I can't, actually, my mother's the one who managed that (they were friends in college, if that answers your soon to be second question) [alec]: the most I've ever managed is that raised eyebrow thing where she's amused and not glaring but not *quite* smiling?

[cat]: Ah, yeah. I've seen that one.

[alec]: you must be really good at your job then, she doesn't let that one out for people who aren't practically family very often

[cat]: maybe she just thinks I'm funny?

[alec]: You're hilarious if you think I'd fall for that. Respect or you have not earned facial expressions at all. Except maybe the murder-one if you did something stupid

[cat]: gotten that one too, have you?

[alec]: maybe once or twice

[cat]: and you survived! Impressive

[alec]: well, she toned it down a little when I was eight

[cat]: what did you do to earn a murder-look at eight?

[alec]: My sister Izzy and Aline and I chased all the local cats one summer, trying to find the ones with wings like in these kids books I'd been reading them. The cats did not appreciate this behavior. Neither did anyone else, especially when we wandered back all bruised and scratched up. Plus Aline had managed to twist her wrist really badly, and I am the eldest so...

[cat]: murder-look

[alec]: murder-look

[cat]: don't worry, if you and Magnus ever get injured in an adventure I'll know to blame him instead of you

[alec]: thanks?

[cat]: I have a pretty good murder-look too, if I do say so myself, this is a pretty big concession I'm making

[alec]: I'm honored

[cat]: as you should be. Any ideas for lunch?

[alec]: I will literally eat anything. Surprise me?

[cat]: You are a little reckless, aren't you? I like that. All right then. I'll text you the address tomorrow.

[alec]: sounds like a plan

*** *** ***

[magnus]: impertinent question!

[alec]: my favorite kind (from my favorite person)

[magnus]: distracting! I forgot what I was going to ask [magnus]: and even so you are still my favorite too [magnus]: I perhaps have questionable taste

[alec]: but it works in my favor, so I'm not gonna argue with it

[magnus]: does this mean if I buy you something pretty that you'll wear it? Since you trust my taste and all...

[alec]: depends on the sort of pretty, I suppose. Public or private?

[magnus]: private

[alec]: then yes

[magnus]: you don't even know what I'm thinking of

[alec]: doesn't matter

[magnus]: goddamn [magnus]: uh. I gotta. Go. [magnus]: order something

[alec]: do I get a hint? [alec]: ... [alec]: apparently not. ok then.

*** *** ***

[magnus]: I remembered my original question!

[alec]: is it as impertinent as the tangent?

[magnus]: probably not, sorry [magnus]: how do you do that thing, you know, [magnus]: where you're looking at say, me for example, but can still catch Jace's napkin and not walk into dancers or bump into furniture in an apartment you've never been in before even when I am Very Distracting?

[alec]: oh. That's. Situational awareness. That's actually a serious answer, let me get my food (more coffee) first.

[magnus]: oh, you do not have to serious in between your classes, do ignore me

[alec]: never. And I like it when you know more about me. it's just easier to typewhen I'm sitting down [alec]: as witnessed by my inability to use the spacebar

[magnus]: well you do have nice big hands, Alexander

[alec]: and now I'm blushing in line I'm ignoring you until I'm settled

[alec]: all right. Ready for the long story?

[magnus]: always

[alec]: one of the things Mom insisted on when we got to Alicante was me staying in therapy [alec]: all of us getting therapy actually, including her, but especially me

[magnus]: I'm glad

[alec]: she was determined to do better. She helped us all do better. I think you'll like her.

[magnus]: I'm sure I will

[alec]: I ended up in a depression therapy group, but it wasn't just. We had all tried... We were all on suicide watch at some point. We were the really sad depression group?

[magnus]: not sad. You were all fighting to get that far, weren't you? The bravest group, I think.

[alec]: Even now, while I agree with that for every other person who was in that room, I have trouble saying it to myself.

[magnus]: I'll keep saying it until it gets a little easier

[alec]: you're going to make me cry in public if you keep being so perfect

[magnus]: well we can't have that, I promise to avoid doing the dishes for at least a week

[alec]: You avoid the dishes already

[magnus]: see! terribly flawed.

[alec]: perfect for me though

[magnus]: you make me breathless when you say things like that, I may faint [magnus]: but are you trying to avoid the subject? We can talk about it later. In person, if it's easier. Or not at all, if you don't want to.

[alec]: no, well. Maybe. Let's see how it goes?

[magnus]: all right

[alec]: one of the men in the group was a vet. Former combat arms. [alec]: he was hyper-vigilant, if you know what that is? Always tracking everything around him, every shift, every noise, until there was too much coming in, and he couldn't handle it anymore.

[magnus]: It's quite common in foster kids, too. For different reasons. Not that we knew it had a name. Pretty sure we would have gone with 'sensible precaution'

[alec]: I hate that. I hate the why and the how and the how many...

[magnus]: I know. I do too.

[alec]: I love you. And I'm so glad you made it.

[magnus]: same to you

[alec]: unsurprisingly, my problem was paying too much attention to what I was thinking and not enough to what was really around me. I'd assume the worst and make it fit in my head even though it hadn't actually happened. [alec]: sometimes it had kind of happened? But usually not the way I made myself feel about it. [alec]: the therapist leading the group... paired us off, I guess. Was trying to help us balance it out [alec]: it was awful for a couple weeks. We barely talked, he kept startling me because he would walk around fucking silently, and I apparently kept 'blocking his sight lines' and 'looming' in his way

[magnus]: my poor awkward giant

[alec]: ha. You're not wrong though. He's relatively compact and I was even more all arms and legs than I am now

[magnus]: I'm a terrible person, that sounds hilarious

[alec]: you could never be a terrible person. Plus in retrospect I'm sure it was. [alec]: I was very uncomfortable at 18, kept trying to make myself smaller and shorter which never worked and tended to make me all elbows and knees and stutters [alec]: Hodge was grumpy and stocky and looked about ten years older than he actually was. He was also really tired of everyone telling him he was overreacting every time he jumped.

[magnus]: people are assholes

[alec]: sometimes, yeah [alec]: I think it was a kind of self-defense, really, that once we started talking he'd point out the things he kept seeing and hearing that I missed. Most of the time, I'd realize I'd maybe sort of noticed it, and I'd tell him why I hadn't thought it was important. Not just that it hadn't scared me, but why. Which apparently was a new thing. Most people just said *that's not going to hurt you* with a *don't be dumb* implied on the side

[magnus]: which you never did

[alec]: tried not to. The step-by-step deduction was the thing that helped him out. [alec]: helped me out too, because I started noticing when I jumped a few steps in order to get to the worst possible conclusion [alec]: and then I started noticing things even before he told them to me, and he started figuring out they weren't trying to kill him even before I pointed it out [alec]: Once it clicked, I never really managed to turn it off? But it wasn't ever as... hair-trigger as Hodge's had been. [alec]: part of why I don't dance when I'm out with the hedge. I tend to focus on who I'm dancing with, and not. Everything else? Same for not drinking. It helps keep me steady, knowing I know what's going on around me, paying attention to what's out there instead of what's in my head. Alcohol blunts that awareness enough I start getting twitchy.

[magnus]: now I feel terrible, I keep trying to entice you to go out drinking and dancing with me

[alec]: but I want to [alec]: I don't think you understand just HOW MUCH I enjoy your dancing [alec]: and I know you'll keep me safe

[magnus]: now who's perfect? I'm going to start crying and ruin my eyeliner

[alec]: well we can't have that [alec]: Would it make you feel better to know that when Hodge met Jace, Jace tried to clap him on the shoulder (despite the fact that I had told him how I knew Hodge, and why we were working together) and Hodge just sort of turned sideways and Jace was flat on his back on the floor blinking at the ceiling? [alec]: because the memory of that makes me feel better on an almost weekly basis and it's been something like seven years

[magnus]: ohno that's perfect.

[alec]: Jace being Jace, he was of course delighted, and he popped right back onto his feet and asked Hodge to show him how he did it. [alec]: Hodge was very confused.

[magnus]: I would have been too. Your brother sounds like... something else

[alec]: He is one of a kind.

[magnus]: ...

[alec]: I see you typing. No smart comments, you're stuck with him forever now. Package deal.

[magnus]: I know, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I don't think he agrees though. Your sister's voice did something odd when she mentioned he might join us for lunch.

[alec]: Not yet. He's just cautious. For good reason.

[magnus]: I know

[alec]: I love you

[magnus]: And I you

[alec]: Jace will probably be fine, he likes when people feed him. Izzy might just be annoyed that she'll have a witness to her attempting to interrogate you. She tends towards inquisitive.

[magnus]: I'll have my deflecting answers ready, shall I?

[alec]: I mostly just don't answer, but you do you

[magnus]: I always do

[alec]: I've noticed. It's one of the many things I appreciate about you

[magnus]: you're going to make me blush. I have to change the topic now, or I'll do something excruciatingly sappy. [magnus]: Where is Hodge now, if you don't mind me asking? Are you still in touch?

[alec]: He works for a cleaning company. He's never said, but I think it's a nice change for him, fixing things and putting them back together, instead of... you know. [alec]: He HAS said that he likes ending the day being able to see exactly what he accomplished via empty trash cans and shiny floors and windows. Plus then he gets to go home and leave work completely behind.

[magnus]: That does sound rather nice, I can see the appeal

[alec]: neither of us picked good careers for that second one, did we?

[magnus]: not so much

[alec]: He and Jace also do the self-defense classes together at the gym where Jace works. Jace always volunteers to be the bad guy. He's so proud when, by the last session, he spends most of the hour flat on the mat.

[magnus]: that's oddly adorable

[alec]: that's Jace

[magnus]: But now that my office hours are about to start, I should probably hide my phone until I'm done [magnus]: until later, love

[alec]: until dancing. I can’t wait 💖

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2019 July 28 - August 3 (#XV week 8/8) Intramuscular Fat, Lats & Abs

“Talking about music is like dancing about architecture.” Steve Martin

#43 Monday Skipped

#xv44 Shock60 / Lite Pull /lbs >> Treadmill warmup -/111 >> Neutral Pulldown 5x12/100*5 >> Cable 1-Arm Row S/3550656565- >> Wide Lat Pulldown S/7070707070 >> Pullover S/3535353550 >> Shrugs S/2*6060506060 >> Row S/6075909090 >> Bow Draws L/R S/10,15,202025 >> Preacher S/5050505050 >> Supine Curl S/2030,404040- >> Concentration curls S/lr2020202020 >> Treadmill cool-down -/120

Vascularity is genetic, thin skin is cardio; cardio b4 crunches; started before daybreak, something came up, didn’t get in till 5pm; better shrugs from full drop, getting better at archer pulls, turned curls supine, much different; did first concentration curls and felt dumb, prolly’ll switch to rope double concentric; core very dry/stiff;

#45 5x12=60, Legs new schedule, Pugsley #46 5x12 Lite Push way overslept #xv47 Flex+Lite / 5*12=60 Pull

Treadmill warm-up 5/5/c >> Lat Pulldown LX/7070707070 >> Low Row LX/3550658095 >> High Row LX/3550658095 >> Neutral pulldown LX/100*5 >> Delt Deck LX/10,1515,2020 >> DB Shrug LX/2*6060606060 >> EZ Supine LX/2030405060- >> Cable Curl 1-Arm LX/1015151515 >> Preacher Curl 1-Arm LX/2030303030 >> Twist LX/ wrenched it

After feeling rigid between the shoulders, over flexed the lats/tree, knelt onto the twisty mabob and had no dorsal give/leeway? “How now, cold later” Cleveland Orenthal Brown Sr; gonna eat B&G and turn in; turkey breakfast sausage has red-pepper flakes?

#xv48 Lite Legs (40set p.o.)

Treadmill 30 minutes 5 level, 5 uphill >> Stand Leg Curl LX/1212121212 >> Body Squat LX/null >> Horizon Press LX/30507090110 >> Side Bends LX/2545454545 >> Leg Ext LX/101010303030 >> Leg Curl LX/30*30*2 >> Mule LX/10,50707090+ >> Heel Raise LX/LR5050505050 >> Knee raises, straight arm, 1212121212- >> Rope/Crunch chair 25ct, 2525:25 >> Treadmill? null

Worked around latissimus dorsi-right compromised/solid, pinching shoulder blades in a machine w leaning seat, lat cracked like a glowstick, started healing on the spot; from unable to sprint, to doing mule machine, treadmill 5 uphill, 5min walk total 30; thought sleep anytime sufficient, but sundown to sunup waking ripping, thirsty, still pale tho; advert for aminos to aid muscle inflammation, fits intra-workout diet exactly, so there’s that; hot dog sauce at walmart is just spicy tomato almost-paste, rice is boring; it still feels like quads flex / leg ext isn’t being done enough; stiff at the floating ribs area, like a band around the body, after all the gut suck, it pulls on lats, ribs/core shrink/tighten, but pulls my shoulders forward, so back to more stretching; had some shite days off and big notes section below;

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notes/tips

High reps burn intramuscular fat; after a warm-up, biceps are ½ fast twitch so perhaps medium reps at medium weight (after light pump-up); whatever your weakness is, work on that; failure at reps, will train the mind too; break a sweat, take a break, if you can’[t run, sprint, if you can’t sprint so something;

Biceps, keep your elbows back or curls become bicep-isolating, need to try wide curls for outer bicep, supine for brachialis is slow-twitch and responds to burst, fast-contraction and some slow negative; elbows back and build mass before worrying about variations;

Curls, supine medium quick contract, or ez-bar heavy low reps; forearms grow best with tricep exercises, don’t sprain your wrist, if you want finger exercises get a tennis ball for another part of the day; wide grip pullups are harder, but recruit the most lats so will get easier sooner because the shoulder is neutral (arms wide, thumbs up, and that pulls the inverse/up); a wide neutral cable pulldown (?) back is mixed twitch, medium reps/weight; don’t forget to warmup front/back fly’s to pace delts with lat prog; traps get tall, but everybody forgets rows;

Traps, deep extension before rep, same distance down as shrug up, a heavy warm-up shrug-variation; traps stand you up, and are larger than chest, so traps like and need more volume (where chest needs high reps and active recovery, rhomboids can always use some lite high volume, but are subsurface so don’t expect them to swell, only to tone; nodding your head in headphones will tone the neck fast twitch, you’re made to see a target quickly so don’t do a headstand;

Leg curls low reps; calvs, are slow twitch, but you use them all day everyday so they’re already optimal, so to activate calves core you have to blast them bitches high reps; quads have two different muscle-heads, so split quads into two days, one for high reps, and one for low reps;

Abs are mixed-twitch, start beginners with planks and rev crunches, intermediates on work toward few fast contractions and then advanced into high reps, and then re-up as a cycle; eventually compound movements will recruit the “core” for stability needs;

(reference https://www.t-nation.com/training/muscle-specific-hypertrophy-biceps-back-and-lower-body)

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Era: A6, C7, E11, I5; Chantaal: A19, C8, H7, I4; Azhiera: A13, E2, G2, I1; Alunera: A4, C1, E10, H8 !! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ♡

aaaaa thank you ilsym :’DD

i’ll put it under a cut out of consideration for the innocent bystanders of my blog LMAO

Eralei;

A6. Does your OC tend to assume their interpretation of events and reality is correct, or do they question it? I.e., “I’m sure that’s what you said” versus “It’s possible I misheard you.”she’s quite steadfast in her perception of things, and stands her ground if called into question. she’s always been almost hyperaware of what goes on around her given her upbringing and that was only heightened by her Sith training.

C7. Do they believe people change over time? If so, is it a natural process or does it take effort? she knows that people naturally change and grow, but some kinds of change do have to be consciously affected. things like learning how to be the best version of yourself you can possibly be…that has to take effort. it’s something she spends a lot of her mature life working on. she’s a very introspective person :’D

(i texted Eve about E11 since no such question exists, and she said she meant F11, so that’s what we’re gonna do!)F11. What are some of their favorite things to do for recreation? How did they get into it? What part of it do they like the most?Eralei is quite the explorer actually! it’s one of the remnants of her early childhood, where she played outside all the time and often got herself into trouble for straying too far from the house grounds.if she has some down time (and isn’t spending it resting because hoo boy her life is exhausting) she’ll head out and explore her surroundings, she’ll hike mountains and venture into caves and she’s happy to climb even the most precarious-looking rock faces because what if the view is really gorgeous up there? she probably nearly gives Lana a heart attack LOLit’s not unusual for her to come back home hours later covered in scratches and with sticks in her hair, but at least she’s happy! also, warm baths make everything better :’D

I5. Are they a good cook?not really LOL she never had to cook for herself growing up and then never really learned. if someone’s not preparing food for her, she basically lives off ration packs.

Chantaal;

A19. Do they get jealous easily? Do they feel bad if they do?probably more easily than she’d like to admit. a lot of it stems from general protectiveness, though :’D if someone would get a little too close to her gf, she’d step in and deal with it. and no, she doesn’t really feel bad about it LOL i don’t think it would ever become an actual problem. she’s watchful, not overbearing.

C8. Is your OC more practical or ideal morally? I.e., do they hold people to high expectations of behavior even if it’s not realistic for the situation, or do they have a more realistic approach and adapt their morality to be more practical?definitely a more realistic approach, she knows morality is far from black and white (she’s a perfect example of this herself, really) and that there’s hardly ever a clear-cut solution. she knows she just needs to do the best she can.

H7. What do they look for in partners? (Emotionally, mentally, physically..)first and foremost, she needs someone open-minded and accepting. she’s more than willing to prove herself, but they have to be willing to even give her the chance. kindness and gentleness are also super appealing to her, since she never really had that with her old life. a cute face is a nice bonus 8))luckily for her, she has all of these things in her darling Bri

I4. How often do they cook? Do they order out a lot?she’s not much of a cook, but i think she’d be willing to learn. probably to surprise/impress Brisere, or do something special for her :’D she’s competent enough to do a good job, i think. otherwise, yeah, lots of takeout LOL

Azhiera;

A13. Does your OC have any phobias? If so, where did they come from?i wouldn’t call it a phobia, exactly, but absolutely don’t come at her with any knives/blades. especially not anywhere near her face. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

E2. Which of the nine types of intelligence is your OC strongest in? Weakest? (Linguistic, existential, naturalist, et cetera)i think she’d be strongest in existential and intra-personal….and weakest in interpersonal LMAO she’s kind of A Mess

G2. Who makes up your OC’s family, at least the more important members to them?well, it could be argued that none of them are important to her, not anymore :’) but she did have both parents, and possibly an older sibling. i haven’t decided on that yet 8))

I1. What are their favorite kinds of flavors– Sweet, salty, sour, spicy, creamy, et cetera?salty bc she is the Salt Queen herself, honestly. and she probably can’t handle spicy food, like, at all.

Alunera;

A4. Are they a pessimist or an optimist? she definitely starts out as more of an optimist, but as her story progresses, she kinda loses that optimism :’)) not all the way to pessimism, exactly, but agent life kinda takes the wind out of her sails a bit LOL

C1. Does your OC have a moral code? If not, how do they base their actions? If so, where does it come from, and how seriously do they take it?she used to, but kind of forced herself to lose it thanks to her line of work. she can’t afford to do her job well and worry too much about “right” or “wrong.” this is obviously super unhealthy and eventually starts to tear her up inside.

(she meant F10 here :’D)F10. Do they engage in any of the arts? How good do you intend them to be? Would they agree they are?she used to be a dancer! she would have been really good at it, i think. smooth and graceful. it really ended up helping her out because she knows how to move perfectly silently, even in boots.

H8. What’s your OC’s idea of a perfect date?anything quiet, intimate, and romantic

#ask meme #!!!!!!!!! THANK #i am v v grateful <3333 #I LOVE MY LADIES

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lionrowrs · 2 years ago

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I haven’t used this account in 8 years.

Here’s a quick overview of what has happened:

I went to college as a biology student in an accelerated program that goes straight to med school. In retrospect, biology as a major is NOT a real premed course. It deals with botany and zoology more than human medicine. Bad choice for premed imho. It’s hard. Some subjects I think are even harder than the ones in med school. Not all my friends could make the cutoffs. Ngl it’s hell but it’s hella rewarding to make it through.

I went to med school. Each year is a different kind of difficult.

1st year is the “adjustment phase” kind of difficult. If you were already trained in courses prior, I don’t think you’re gonna have a problem adjusting. I sailed through the first year pretty okay, adjusting wasn’t too difficult.

Second year was shifted into “heavy load phase” kind of difficulty. Thats where heavier forms of memorization and keen understanding between what was normal and abnormal. That’s the year that most student fail to pass.

Third year is “heavy load + paperwork”, it’s relatively easier and harder at the same time. It feels more time consuming in all honesty and I missed most classes to to all the paperwork we were required to submit. It’s also the last year we could take part of intra level competitions involving theatre productions, pageants, bands, and sports. It was the late end of the school year that lockdown hit. We were all somewhat exempted from all the rest of our exams due to the need for lax measures in the sudden shift into online learning.

Fourth year, supposedly, was our “hospital duties phase”, but COVID was a thing so we could only get an online version of it. It all happened so fast and there’s nothing memorable about being an online student…except for the obvious impostor syndrome and general dread and loneliness of the times.

My love life has bloomed. My boyfriend of 4 years and I having going through life together with struggles kind of like a long distance/lockdown relationship through the most of it I think. We don’t live together. We call every other day and spending time watching netflix party things or mobile legends.

Internship year, post graduate hospital duties. I was so sick of my own incompetence in all honesty that I needed a way out of the perpetual lockdown, pullout from the hospital, and this insufferable government. I chose to move away from the areas with the most COVID positive cases. I monitored the more strictly protected areas with public hospital trainings. I ended up matching with a regional hospital in my province. It was great. I loved it there. I’m considering residency there too.

We had to undergo our licensure exam after that. I’ll be honest, I didn’t study very hard after internship. I was trying to go on a diet this time, too (unlike most people handling the exam). I cannot study at night because my brain probably can’t get through it with an empty stomach. So I was going through intermittent fasting. I wake up for brunch, study with snacks and drinks and eat an early dinner of 4pm. The thing about this is that it gave me a daily deadline of 6pm as a motivation. Everything I have to go through for the day has to be done by 6pm, no exceptions. The limitation kind of felt healthy for me. I was very calm and relaxed all throughout. If I can’t study the material, I read my bible and contemplate and pray. The last 2 weeks I had were spent were probably the most relaxed I’ve been. Our pre exam evaluations gave me the most anxiety because they determined that I was at the low 20% of all exam takers. I was crying while taking the actual licensure exams. TL;DR - I passed despite all the odds against me. I am now an unregistered licensed physician.

I’ve been trying to figure out what I want and where I want to go from here. Residency? Maybe. Right now, I want money. I have been a total freeloader until now and it doesn’t sit right with me. I want income. I want a job.

#doctor #newly licensed #october ple #journal entry #medical school #med student #ple 2022 #filipino

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the-mic-drop · 7 years ago

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RWBY Ship Power Rankings V5E8

SPOILER ALERT

WELL THEN! THAT...! Ok... so, there was a lot in that one. Moreso for me since some possibilities opened up, others seemed to close, and some did a bit of both. So, I’m going to try and make sense of it all, but this is an update where I REALLY want your input, because I’m fairly certain I’m gonna go back and forth on these, even after I’ve posted this.

1. Renora (Ren x Nora)

Still playing the waiting game on this one.

2. Wudonna (Blake x Sun)

So, this one remains in the top-tier in terms of canonical likelihood, and this week cemented its place here, if it wasn’t cemented already. The fact that Blake trusts Sun enough to tell him about her meeting with Ilia shows a lot about how close these two really are. Also, the fact that Sun didn’t ask questions and got straight to business when the time came shows that he has a great deal of faith in Blake and is invested in staying with her.

3. Rose Garden (Ruby x Oscar)

No interaction between these two since last time, but no other ship has made moves significant enough to move this one yet.

4. Iceberg (Weiss x Neptune)

Until Neptune makes an appearance, or we get some news on him in the show, this ship’s rank is going to primarily influenced by the movement of other ships. Though that might have changed this week. With Weiss’s admission that RWBY has become a surrogate family of sorts to her, it hurts the chances of any R_BY x Weiss ship and, in turn, helps other Weiss ships. Now, I know the definition of “family” with non-blood relatives can mean either sibling or romantic bonds, but in this scenario, I’m more willing to bet that Weiss sees RWBY as a sisterhood. Then again...

5. Freezerburn (Weiss x Yang)

If I’m wrong (which I am fully accepting as a possibility,) and some RWBY members do end up romantically involved with each other, Freezerburn seems to be the front-runner in that category. However...

6. Bumblby (Blake x Yang)

The fact that the Freezerburn bonding moment was a conversation mainly about Yang’s feelings on the whole Blake situation sheds some light on just how much Blake means to Yang. So if there is an intra-RWBY ship that’s going to be canon, Bumblby would BEE a very close second. (I’m both very sorry and not at all sorry.)

7. Monochrome (Weiss x Blake)

Now that I think about it, the White Fang has kinda become the central plot at the moment. At the very least, it’s had the most progression as of late. With that in mind, as well as Weiss more or less excommunicating herself from all but one member of her family, the actions of both Weiss and Blake could have big impacts on the White Fang angle. I don’t think that it’s too far fetched to say that the relationship these two have (romantic or otherwise) could be a major thing. I am intrigued by the possibilities...

8. White Rose (Ruby x Weiss)

This big fall has more to do with the action of other ships rather than a diminishing bond. This one still has hope.

9. Lancaster (Ruby x Jaune)

See above, basically.

10. Calico (Blake x Ilia)

This ship has earned an interesting distinction. With Ilia’s blush at the thought of Blake being interested in her, we have the first character showing indisputable romantic feelings towards someone of the same gender. Now, I’ve put this ship here because of it’s aforementioned distinction and not due to its likelihood in canon. The only way I see this happening is if Ilia gets a redemption and something happens with Sun. Sun doesn’t seem to be going anywhere any time soon and, if my instincts are correct, Ilia is bound to have a much less... heartwarming fate before the series is over. That, and she seems to be fully willing to consign Blake to death and/or worse by sending her to Adam, so I’d not hold my breath on this one. (Also, is “Calico” the name of this ship? Someone let me know.)

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no-bull-capital · 5 years ago

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2020-03-08 Corona Virus

Three things to flesh out regarding market expectations - short-term pain, monetary easing, and path forward.

To start things out, I’d like to borrow a quote from Michael Steinhardt - “just as outright euphoria is often a sign of a market top, fear is, for sure, a sign of a market bottom. Time and time again, in every market cycle I have witnessed, the extremes of emotion always appear, even among experienced investors. When the world wants to buy only Treasury bills, you can almost close your eyes and get long stocks.”

Short-term Pains

After two weeks of panic selling in response to the global spread of COVID-19, SPY is trading at 300, which is 40 points below recent highs or erasing all of 2019 gains. The obvious questions is where it goes from here? Well, I think there’s gonna be more short-term pain as US goes into full panic. Currently there are 8 states already under emergency. But this will be an excellent buying opportunity in the next two months.

Before jumping into the states - let’s visualize daily new cases by country. Virus has pretty much died off in China, with no new cases outside of Hubei province. Italy and Korea will breach 10k. China is on its way down from 80k to 19k.

(Economist)

Number of US cases are expected to explode in the next two weeks based on current mortality rate. US has 21 death out of 500 cases, which is about 4% death rate. China, in comparison, is close to 6% inside Wuhan, due to strain on medical resources, but less than 1% in rest of the country. This suggests that the number of cases in the US are under-reported, likely due to lack of testing. Ecnomist shows below that countries report lower death rates when they conduct more tests:

Due to the nature of disease, CDC (instead of the FDA) was in charge of approving and administering Corona testing. Until recently, there was only 1 lab in Atlanta that performed all testing. With both CDC and FDA stepping up and expected to perform 2 million testing this week, we should see confirmed cases jump and mortality rate converge towards 1-2%. If we extrapolate cases based on 1-2% death rate, current US cases should be at least one to two thousand, instead of 500.

To summarize current state - we have 100,000 confirmed cases as of Sunday, with infections spreading to US, and Italy quarantined some 17 million people. Quarantine measures include restaurant closure, school closure and stop of all non-essential economic activities. Further as of today, Singapore bans cruises, which other countries could follow. Cruise lines are down 50%, airlines are down 20-45%. VIX closed on Friday at 42, which implies a 12% move in the next 30 days with 68% confidence.

Moreover, rumor (from ZeroHedge) has it that a large market maker in Chicago got liquidated on Friday, hence the sudden reversal in VIX and SPY in the last 40 minutes of trading and brokers like IB invoking additional intra-day margin requirements for futures. This is ZeroHedge, so take it with a grain of salt; but if this is true, expect puts to be even more expensive going forward.

This spells fear. Despite 12% fall in S&P and Dow, we could see more selling here. But fortunately, we have the Fed, which leads to our next point.

Federal Reserve

Fed rates are going down to zero. On Tuesday Mar 3rd, the Fed made an emergency cut of 50 bps to a target of 1 - 1.25%. As FOMC (Federal open market committee) meets on Wed the 18th, rates are expected to be cut to 0.25-0.5% based on treasury yield.

Last time we had an emergency cut was when Lehman failed. But it won’t stop here as rates will be pulled down towards zero for three reasons - to reduce cost of emergency credit facilities for companies to combat supply and demand shock (think oil embargo + 2008 for next 2 month); to provide further liquidity to an already stressed overnight repo market; to provide room for other Central banks (ie. ECB) to go even lower without having dollar shooting up to the moon, which should also provide relief to dollar denominated debts in emerging markets.

Ray Dalio famously stated - “in the end, they always print.” With Fed opening discount window and more rate cuts priced in, we should see less capital fleeing equities into bonds. Whether or not we are at the bottom, it’s going to be volatile for a while longer. Timing the market is difficult, but as cases explode in the states over the next couple weeks we should approach peak fear in the markets. Why not stay fearful and stay on the sidelines? Why think about buying when it’s a bloodbath out there? Well, cash is trash. Let’s explore briefly without going too far down the rabbit hole.

Crude, 0% rate and path forward

Crude futures is down 25% while I was writing this post. Falling demand and failed cut at OPEC prompted Saudi to consolidate market share. Putin and MBS are looking to flush US shale producers down the toilet. In the short-term oil stocks will weigh the market down further. However, this will provide slack and reduce marginal cost of supply for the overall economy in the medium term. A combined low rate environment and low cost of raw material provides the recipe for higher highs in the next rally.

Fed. Where’s the Federal Reserve going to go from here? We used to be able to push a button and send the market higher. But with rates at 0%, and QE4 being employed in the form of Fed’s overnight repo operation since Sept 2019, Central banks are running out of tools to combat future recessions. Or... are they? Corona will die down; but what about aging demographics, $1.6 trillion underfunded pension obligations as more boomers retire?

Well, it seems that we might be headed to further Modern Monetary Theory, Debt Monetization, and more money printing. If a country controls its own currency and borrows in its own currency, the Central Bank can print more money to pay down government debt, or monetize its debt. If growth and unemployment ever becomes an issue, proponents of MMT argue for more government spending by “printing” as long as inflation remains low. This might be too far fetched for this discussion, but with increasing money supply at least via QE and rate cut, cash is not the most desirable asset to hold for the long term.

To summarize, we are approaching peak fear as cases explode in the states in the next two weeks. With volatility high and puts expensive, it is difficult to short without paying substantial fees or giving up potential for upside. Have your cash ready, and don’t be afraid to buy in the next month using dollar-cost-averaging; so if it goes down more, you’ll have more ammo to deploy. As for which sector, well - buy businesses you’re willing to hold at current PE/yield level. Essential services such as Pipes and Infrastructure (TRP, IPL, PPL). Airlines (AAL,UAL,LUV,DAL) are looking cheap with fairly healthy balance sheet that can last more than 1-2 quarters of slow economy, especially if Treasury comes to the rescue on national security grounds. Cruise lines such as Norwegian (NCLH) are tough as they are low on cash and would need additional financing to stay afloat. Also value stocks - O&G will tank lower following OPEC fail, but there should be a long term value with Supermajors such as XOM, Shell, etc. Companies with solid cash flow and large debt to be re-fi’ed in the next few years, such as BHC, are also attractive.

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thecafe23 · 5 years ago

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The Kurt Cobain Conspiracy

If we ain’t reaching NIRVANA, what we doing??

Hello and welcome to The Cafe 23.

Today what I’m going to be writing about is very very interesting. It will be about Kurt Cobain’s shady death. If you really believe in the doodoo that he committed suicide… do you even watch crime shows??

Okay, you don’t have to watch crime shows to notice something off about it all.

The few conspiracies are as following:

He was murdered. (YES.)

27 Club.

I’m gonna save the best for last.

As you know, the 27 club is a club of young, talented musicians, actors and artists that died at the age of 27.

It states that the deceased would usually have a white lighter with them. Many claim it to be a curse on the individual before they turn 27 due to the sudden death.

“The term became widely known after Kurt Cobain’s death in 1994, with rock fans connecting his age to that of Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin, Brian Jones and Jimi Hendrix – though it was notable to fans in the early 1970s when those four visionaries died within just two years of each other. When Amy Winehouse passed away at age 27 in 2011, it attracted even more attention to the significance of the age. While the club has been largely connected to musicians, it has expanded since, as many young actors and artists have lost their lives due to everything from addiction to suicide to freak accidents. Here are some of the unfortunate and untimely losses connected to the club.”*

*Text from rollingstone.com

He was murdered.

I find this one more believable. And many of his fans believe it too.

Why?

Okay, it’s a known fact that Cobain did drugs. He admitted it. Apart from the drugs, he was depressed and the music he created made him feel something. It never harmed anyone, but saved them, mostly because the people listening related to the pain, and they loved Kurt.

He didn’t have any enemies because he got along well with everyone.

Now, going to the murder scene, let me tell you how he was found by the electrician on April 5th, 1994.

He was found with a shotgun and a bullet through his skull.

The cops found a suicide note nearby.

And I know what you’re thinking: “He was too tortured by his own demons he couldn’t fight them so it was his way out.”

No. Listen, this looked like the perfect crime scene.

There are a few suspects, but the main one is his loving wife, Courtney Love.

The reason why I am pinning this murder on her..ohhh boy.. brace yourselves!

Her story didn’t add up. -She’d always add and remove bits of her story on where she was and what she was doing.

Kurt was planning to divorce her, so it’s possible she didn’t take it that well.

Courtney’s lawyer found pieces of notebook paper in Courtney’s possession on which she was practicing Kurt’s handwriting. -Hence, the suicide note.

She had the shotgun destroyed. -Yes, the one “he killed himself with.”

Her father said he believes she did it.- I mean, if your own blood claims so, then it must be true!

Courtney even wrote poems about one day marrying a rich rock star and murdering anybody who got in her way. Her album “Live Through This” came out right after he died.

Alright, now that we got our belle of the ball let me analyze these little facts and tell you about the crime scene first.

Where was the back-spatter? This was an intra-oral discharge. The shotgun barrel was placed in his mouth against the hard pallet. Yet, the shotgun was found straight next to his body. The 8-shot pellets from the shotgun blast remained inside the head.

This was a penetrating wound with no exit. A 20 gauge shotgun produces a blast ranging from 298-500 metres per second. This would cause a medium to high force impact spatter that would have been visible on Cobain’s shirt, hand, watch, arm, and all over the shotgun.

Not only was there no back-spatter, there was no gunshot residue found on Cobain’s left or right hand. The skull cavity has a volume of approximately 1 1/2 quarts. Since there was no exit wound from the skull, at least several gallons of gases would have pumped into, and then released back out of it instantaneously, spraying the hands, shotgun, arms, and body. But there was none present.

The fact that Cobain was not drenched in blood from his nasal cavities, and mouth says a lot.

Also:

How could a man that supposedly had heroin in his system even aim properly?? Impossible.

No fingerprints were found on the gun or “suicide” note.. AND we all know that if he was really the one writing, and to prove his suicide and not murder, there would be his fingerprints all over the gun and note.

Only the last 3 lines of the note imply suicide and those are the 3 lines experts claim were added and was not his handwriting. – Courtneyy, I see you!!

Kurt’s “note”.

4. She was also the only one to claim the March 1994 incident in Rome (about one month before his “suicide”) She claimed to have found him overdosed. What a loving wife!! Courtney suddenly claims this a “suicide attempt” after his actual death. Classic. The drug found in Cobain was actually the drug used to roofy (tranquilize) someone, I believe this was Courtney’s first attempt at killing him because then was the time when Kurt and Courtney argued the most. She didn’t want to be cut off the cash.

5. Ain’t it strange when one of the men that really know how Kurt died got payed by Courtney for “rehab” when Kurt wasn’t in one and then this man got in an accident??

6. Courtney love had somewhat close relationships with at least two Seattle police department detectives as well as the Medical Examiner who conducted Kurt’s official autopsy. If this is not very suspicious, then I don’t know what is.

As mentioned, here is the trailer and it has A LOT OF PROOF that she killed him.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZemFEssQdo

*Phone recording of Courtney Love talking to someone*

“I can deny it, all the way to the bank and actually people will believe me, if I deny it.”

” All publicity is good publicity.”

So yes, I do believe she killed him because she knew that if she staged his death, she’d get the inheritance. And let’s not forget, that a year later, she published an album and she got more fame.

The things people do for money and fame sicken me.

I hope you liked this conspiracy although at this point it isn’t one anymore. I recommend the movie, it’s very interesting!

Thanks for reading!

#conspiracy #kurtcobain #thecafe23 #courtneylove #death #nirvana

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gunlord500 · 7 years ago

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Why “White Genocide” is retarded

There’s a claim you often hear from white nationalists and other unsavory residents of the far-right. “There’s a conscious campaign to exterminate the white race!!” Whenever you ask these guys where, precisely, the anti-White Auschwitz or anti-White Einsatzgruppen might be located, they tend to be pretty coy. Press them harder on it, and they might admit nobody is actually going around killing white people en masse in an organized (much less industrial) fashion.

The natural, obvious, and sensible conclusion would be, of course, that there’s no such thing as “white genocide.” But as you can probably expect, Racial Holy Warriors don’t really do “sensible.” Most of those kooks will start hyperventilating about how “declining white birthrates,” “mass immigration,” and “black on white crime” are totally the same thing as intentional murder.

Uh...huh. Honestly, what gets me the most about this is that it puts refraining to do something on the same level as conscious, premeditated, often painstaking expense of effort. If you actually took this stupid line of reasoning seriously, not spending every waking moment of one’s precious ~White~ life thinking about popping out ~White~ babies makes you either complicit in or a tool of the supposed “white genocide” scheme. I mean, the various reasons people, white or not, might choose to put off childbearing--career, expense of raising children, advances in contraception, etc.--are all assumedly plots by DA JOOS to ruin society. But if you’re going to call condoms and/or industrialization nefarious Jewish plots, why don’t you call everything else the same? The more time you spend posting Swastikas and pepe memes on Tumblr and Twitter, the less time you have to impregnate white women. So isn’t wasting time with the whole “Internet white nationalist” thing buying right into the eeeeevil Jewish schemes? If you’re gonna say they own the banks, the media, and pretty much everything else in life, you might as well say they own your social media too. So you might as well get the hell off, at least if you took your “savior of the white race” schtick seriously.

The other thing that makes the “declining birthrates are literally Auschwitz” argument stupid is that it makes pretty much any white person who doesn’t have as many children as possible, regardless of any reasons they could possibly have, “complicit.” The whole point of a genocide is that it’s a state and/or society actively putting an effort into killing a bunch of people. But "not having children” isn’t something you need to actively bring about, it’ll happen on its own unless you actually make an attempt to get laid (which, surprisingly, is something more than a few neo-Nazis are loathe to do). If the Jewish endgame is supposedly white people just declining to have children, then Thomas Aquinas, several of the “Good Roman Emperors” like Nerva, and Nicola Tesla apparently fell for their schemes. George Soros apparently has a time machine and was able to convince many of the greatest minds of Western Civilization to help exterminate the white race. I think all you brownshirts really ought to pack it in; cringy circlejerking about gas chambers and helicopter rides doesn’t seem like it can beat those odds.

And, again, if just not having kids is genocidal, even the few of you who’ve managed to reproduce are still dancing to the (((Globalist))) tune. Got one or 2 or even 3 lily-white bundles of joy? That’s barely replacement level, Da Joos are keeping you from having more! So you go on to have 4, 5, and 6? Mass immigration and/or black people are literally slaughtering a zillion precious whites every second! No way you’ll save the white race with just half-a-dozen new soldiers! And if you have 7, 8, 18, or fucking 30? Well, there’s always room for one more cannon fodder--er, I mean, Member of the White race, so what are you waiting for, kameraden? Having second thoughts about having more kids than you can afford? JEWISH CUCK RACE TRAITOR SHILL!

The other “white genocide” factors are equally dumb. “Boo hoo, mass immigration!” Most of those non-white immigrants are in white countries for jobs, not race replacement. If you want to do something about it, maybe you should pick your own strawberries and wipe your own floors. But oh, right, the whole point of being the ~Master Race~ is that you don’t gotta get your precious hands dirty. Guess you have a little dilemma there, huh? And “black/Muslim/whatever-on-white crime?” If you’re in the U.S, the same people who bitch about black-on-white crime also gloat about black-on-black crime, and surprise surprise, intra-racial crime exceeds inter-racial crime by a pretty vast measure, so if there is some kinda race war going on it involves a hell of a lot of teamkilling. Terrorism? Ah, yes, something that literally occurred only when da joos started teleporting in Muslims to the West en masse. Clearly, the Irish Troubles (as @bantarleton has pointed out), the Basque separatists, white Protestant Klansman killing equally white Catholics, and a thousand other examples from throughout Western white history were (((Globalist))) plots as well. Gotcha.

Given all this, your typical screaming 1488 goon will have to work a little harder to convince me, at least, that either of us ought to take the idea of “white genocide” at all seriously.

#nazi punks fuck off #lol #neoreaction #nazism #conservatism

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airlea-sicarius · 8 years ago

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Intra Unum Diem Vitae - Chapter 8

A Noctis fanfiction

Title Translation: One more day inside this life

Story summary: Even the greatest prophecy has an addition, much like the heart is connected to every artery and vein. This prophecy is no different. Every decision makes a different outcome. You read it wrong, you choose the wrong path, you’re lost. But choose it correctly, and you’ll get there. This is a story of consequences. A story of belonging and understanding. But, most importantly, it is a story of one more day inside this life.

Chapter Summary: Between nightmares putting worries in your head and you litle brother going missing, which one would you be most concerned about? For Airlea, it’s harder than it seems.

Words: 3,984

Note: More Airlea. A little more plot. A lot more description of her feelings. As I said yesterday, chapter 9 is gonna be back in Noct’s pov just because I legit strggle with Airlea XD I’m so lame.

PLEASE COMMENT - Anything about this fic realy helps me out and with each chapter there’s less love which is heartbreaking for me since I’m super passionate about this fic and it already has limited notes. Even if you’re just reading it and you enjoy it please press LIKE and REBLOG instead of remaining quiet about it. You can still message me your feelings about it if that’s what you prefer but please like and reblog if you enjoy it so that it’s representative.

So comments are a great help and they keep me motivated.

I’m really sorry I’m late updating this. School started up again last week and writing slumps are not good at all.

Again, if you can think of any songs for this couple send them my way. And if you wanna be tagged, lemme know because I’m always up for tagging more people and I’m a shy smol bean who always thinks they’re pestering people (so if I have stopped tagging you in things that’s probably why - or it’s because you weren’t checking out the post if we go for my impatient side of life).

Tagging: @chocohoess @cerasusazule @themissimmortal and @jojopitcher! Thank you for any kind things you’ve told me about this fic. I really appreciate it and I love you all.

“Airlea...” A voice, gentle and calm, rang in the breeze. It sounded...familiar. Yet she couldn’t remember whom it belonged to. Simply heard the care within. She opened her eyes to find herself on the floor of a forest that was in spring bloom, cherry blossom blooms leaving a hypnotising scent and the flowing petals creating a sense of romanticism. She stood slowly, both confused and anxious. Was she dying? Was it simply a dream? Or was it magic...

She didn’t recognise the forest yet she felt like she knew it’s paths like the back of her hand, her feet following the cobblestone path and dirt tracks. Every so often she’d look around, but there was only her. As if the voice was her imagination...

Her arms and legs were tired and she wished that she could just sit down, fall asleep and wake up back in the real world...

But the scene soon changed and she was walking up the steps into the Citadel, Insomnia quiet all around her. She was positive at this point that something horrid was going to happen. It was far too quiet, even for a nightmare. Even in dreams where all she wanted was tranquillity. But here, there were no birds chirping or fountains running. There was no yelling from head chef to kitchen maid. There was nothing but her feet on stone.

Each step she took made her heart grow heavy, her eyes down at her feet as she looked at where she was going. She stopped soon, feeling the air grow heavy, and she looked up as she heard the voice again. “You’re late for the meeting, Airlea.” The man who spoke was leaning against the doorframe, arms and ankles crossed with an amused smile. Her father...

Airlea furrowed her brows. “ What meeting?”

“To organise the welcome home party for Prince Noctis and Lady Lunafreya.” He, too, furrowed his brows. “Don’t you remember? It was your idea.”

“They’re not getting married.”

“Are you positive? The treaty was signed by both King and Emperor. There will be peace at long last.”

“There is no peace...” She shook her head as she grew even more confused. “The empire took the crystal and killed Regis...” She looked back at her father. “And you’ve been dead for five years.”

“I’ve always been alive.” He smiled and approached her. “Last year we went to Lestallum with Regis and Noct remember?”

“The King hasn’t been able to leave Insomnia since the wall came up a decade ago. Noctis wanted nothing to do with his father. And Lestallum? The first time I went was after Insomnia fell. Take a look around you and all you have is a ghost town.” Airlea clenched her fists. “You’re not my father. You’re a daemon: a man who thinks he can control me just to get his way.”

Her father’s laughter wasn’t kind at all. It was maniacle. His face now began to twist into the face of the corrupted and cursed. “Smart. For a Sicarius. You’re father was rather misfortunate with his intelligence: too much heart and not enough logic. It’s what got him killed. “You see, the bigger the heart the more foolish you become. The colder you are, the more intelligent you become. You see the world for what it is rather than what you believe it to be: a world of lies and fears over a world of honesty and healing.”

“You definitely have no grasp on intellectual capabilities then if you really believe that.”

“Oh I grasp it better than you. Take a look at this world you imagine: bright skies and quiet...peace. But this is the world you live in.” He clicked his fingers and fire ensured, daemons wandered the land whilst the crystal laid in enemy hands. There was no oracle. There was no power. There was no order. “Sins, misfortune, anger and revenge... odium, prevarication and calumniation. That is the world. You get promised prosperity and all you have is entropy...”

“Doesn’t take an intellectual to know that. It’s common sense.”

“You’ve lost so many loved ones that you’re terrified to let the chosen one take his place in the beyond where he can be happy with his mother and father. Where he can be happy with someone he truly loves, someone who believes in him.”

“Stop lying to create a reaction from me. You’re going to need to do more than that.”

Another chuckle. “I will.” And another click of the fingers.

She fell as the floor tumbled around her. Next thing she knew, she was surrounded by flames, her body bleeding heavily. And the oracle was struggling, fighting against an evil force... an evil force Airlea had no want to know. Not once. It was just a lie... all of it. It was a lie to get her to react, to hate he whom she cared for...

Yet, when the omen turned to face her... it was all too clear. His eyes were blazing red, glaring into her own. And she didn’t look back even as he approached. That omen was the source of what was to happen and he had to be defeated...

A sharp pain racked her body in dread and regret and nothing seemed to escape her even as she tried to speak... This was the end...

Waking up was the hardest thing she could ever do that morning. Her head throbbed and her eyes remained heavy. Her gut was in a tight knot, her heart pounding vigorously against her chest... Her skin was littered in sweat.

The sun shone through the windows, a contradiction to her waking nightmare, and she buried her head beneath the bed covers with a groan at how bright the sun was.

Airlea sighed and brought her head out from the covers, rubbing her eyes as she did so, and turned away from the window whilst her eyes adjusted. She almost jumped out of her skin at the realisation that Noct was on the bed, using his jacket as a blanket, and she was thrown into a fit of confusion at her surroundings. It didn’t take all that long for her to recognise that she was now at her Aunt’s place, and she suspected that the others were, too.

The walls were a cherry blossoms pink, the curtains a muted plum. There was also a mural – a scene of key points in life that spoke of happier times: like a young Regis messing around with her father, and another time when her and Noct first met at the tender age of three and fought over who was going to wear this pair of sunglasses. And another time at graduation. The most recent one was the painting of a small puppy – a black lurcher.

She smiled fondly at the memory and wondered how the pup was now... Although that was the least of her worries.

She looked at Noctis, fully aware that he turned over now, and laid back down with an inaudible sigh. She shimmied closer to him – not by much – and very gently smoothed the back of her fingers over his cheekbones.

She frowned... how much of what was spoken true? Did he really love her? Or was she just his girlfriend for familiarity? Was she just the ‘friend with benefits’? As much as she hated those thoughts, she couldn’t help it... She wanted to cry, to shout to just punch something... But the sight of his lashes fluttering slightly made her relax, a smile creeping up onto his lips.

There was no way this relationship was a lie, was there?

“Morning...” He mumbled quietly, opening his eyes. It looked like he had been out of sleepy world for a while now, an hour or so tops. “How do you feel?”

“Good. At the moment.” She lied. “Not much is affecting how I move around and such.” She shrugged. “But what about you? Didn’t think you as the type to just sleep next to me third day of dating, Not that I mind.”

He merely smiled. “We sleep closer to each other in the tent anyway.” He shimmied even closer to her, rubbed his thumb over her lower lip. “And you weren’t walking very well yesterday morning. You... I...” He blushed slightly, though it was barely visible. “I was... worried.... about you.”

Airlea smiled and snuck her arms beneath his jacket to wrap around him. “I know.” She looked into his midnight blue eyes with a playful grin. “So who carried me?”

“Me of course. No way am I letting the others touch you. You’re mine you know...” Noctis sent her a smile – he tried his hardest to be all smug, but his tired eyes just made him look... adorable. What first came into her mind was that he looked as sweet as a chocolate chip cookie, but, um, it was very random and she was positive he would not appreciate it. But even though he looked ridiculously drowsy, he looked better than she felt. And she guessed that’s because she actually managed to sleep after so long of nothing.

His touch on her cheek was warm, comforting. Airlea closed her eyes with a smile. “I know... But, um, my aunt might want to murder you if she found out you’re on the bed...”

“She loves me really.”

“Don’t place your bets on her smile and how you always complemented her desserts.”

He brought his head to hers with a smile, cradling her. “She’ll just need to get used to it. Because I’m not gonna stop cuddling you at night until the day I die.”

That line alone was enough to make her heart stutter in both adoration and pain. Airlea tightened her hold on him, her face buried into his chest now. Familiarity. Was that all she was?..... She wasn’t certain on anything anymore. It seemed like he didn’t really care for her all that much until she was injured and then things seemed to move quickly. At the time, she thought nothing of it but now? “You sure you’re okay?” Airlea felt Noct’s fingers in her hair, felt him press a kiss to her hairline.

“Hm-mm.” She replied with a nod. “I’m sure I’m alright. Just...didn’t sleep well.”

“That make two of us.”

Airlea pulled back from him a little and looked at him with a gentle smile, a hand on his cheek. “Nightmare or...?”

“Everything probably. Mainly you talking in your sleep.” He kissed her gently. “I know you had a nightmare but it’s just your fears.”

“I know. You’re right. Can’t let it get to me..” She wished it was the case....But with everything going on, it set her mind at unease. And she hated it. Airlea smiled. “I love you...”

“I should hope so. Otherwise that would be very awkward.”

“And a very good morning to you two love birds.”

Airlea groaned in annoyance as she walked into the dining room, where her aunt, cousin and the three others sat, enjoying their meal. “Yeah yeah, Gladio. Laugh it up. I was half contemplating not to get up and get more sleep. But I decided against it. Just for you lot.”

She sat at the table and put her head down. “There’s food – “

“I’m okay. Thank you for the offer though, Aunt.” She lifted her head. “I’m still –“

“Eat.” Her aunt was having none of it. “Ignis has filled me in with how often you say that and it’s not healthy. I know how much you must be suffering but be kind to your body and it’ll be kind to you. Now go into the fridge and you’ll find a salad for you -”

“Why couldn’t I have –“

“You eat very little healthy food apparently: always snacking on sugary treats.” She pointed at her with a fork. “Now get and eat your salad before I embarrass you.”

Airlea sighed as she sat up slowly, not wanting to eat or do anything. She needed to get her mind off things and even though spending time with Noctis that morning kept her sane, she wasn’t sure if it had completely eased her worries.

Crudelis was out there somewhere with Audacia following his tail and there was only going to be so much luck or coincidence that could protect her. For, although she was a dragoon, she wasn’t immortal by any means. And Crudelis was a good soldier – skilled and he fought to kill. Audacia? Airlea didn’t know her circumstances and skill set but she was weak at thee flank: always had been.

She went onto her phone, looked at the pictures she last took in Insomnia: there was Audax and Noctis being dorks, her grandpa threatening to pour water over her grandma’s head, her and Noct struggling to open a jar of jam... there was also a few of Audax with Regis, grinning with a tooth missing. Then there was a selfie of her and Regis (the last picture she ever took of him) grinning with the King holding up the peace sign and her with a thumbs up. And behind them she could vaguely see Cor walking out the Citadel with a straight face and an eye roll.

But, the very last two she had? One of them was where Noct took a picture of Audax hugging her leg tightly before she left, and the other she took of him hugging Noctis as if his life depended on it. She remembered the small talk he gave the prince ‘protect my sister or you won’t have a friend in me when you sit on the throne’ which wasn’t at all threatening to the both of them. But it was enough to make her smile.

“Any knews from Audacia?” She asked no one in particular.

“As of yet there’s been radio silence.”

Airlea frowned at Ignis’ words. It made sense – tracking someone meant silence. Anything could have the enemy discover her, and Crudelis had a sharp sense of hearing. But it was worrying. It was almost like she was running again and it caused a deep regret within her. For what reason she did not know, but it was enough to tell her call her.

So Airlea took her phone and called her, putting the piece of technology to her right ear. Ten rings. It took ten, agonisingly long rings before Audacia picked up. “Airlea, I have news. Both good and bad.”

“Amuse me...” Her reply was dull whilst she looked at her fingers tapping the table.

“Alright. So Crudelis does, in fact, have Audax with him. And he is also after you, as I suspected. Now, he has no idea that I was tracking him very carefully. He has no idea how to handle children – you could say he verges on abusive.”

Airlea stopped and tilted her head with narrowed eyes, her words coming through clenched teeth. “What did he do to Audax?”

“Threatened him repeatedly, yell into his face like he owed him something. And before you ask, I would have stopped it if I honestly could.”

“Shit...” Airlea stood now and walked towards the front door of the house. “Anything else I should know about before I go and crush some imperial heads?” She opened the door and sat on the front step.

“I got Gramps out of there before they killed him. Told him to head to Lestallum. He should be there in a few days. Be warned though, the Niffs are heading towards the Disc so if you’re going there any time soon –“

“I’m not going.” Airlea interrupted quietly. “I need to get Audax – “

“Stop, Airlea. “ Audacia now spoke calmly, yet there was a hint of annoyance in her tone. “Stop making yourself a hero before your time comes: you’ll get your chance eventually. For now , stick with the boys. Noctis needs you now. And don’t you even think of saying that you don’t need him.”

“Wasn’t going to.” Airlea looked back and looked at the kitchen diner, which was the first room following the foyer. Everyone was looking at her, and she smiled at them. “You missed a lot.”

“Finally got those feelings off your chest?”

“Yeah. Feels good.” She looked away again and spoke lowly. “Get Audax out of there and return as quickly as you possibly can. If I have to, I’ll collect you.”

“You’ve got your own problems. I’ll give you a call once we’re safe. Audacia out.”

Airlea took the phone away from her ear and walked back to the dining table. She sat down once again and stared blankly at the table. Crudelis – one of the cruellest people on Eos she guessed – had Audax, a five year old boy who was one of the purest and least annoying toddlers she’d ever met. She hated feeling like she couldn’t do anything. What would he think if he found out that she wasn’t all people made her out to be? She promised him every night that she’d save him if he was ever taken. If he was ever in trouble... He’d think she was a failure. That she was nothing she said she was. And that only made her suffer more than she already was....

Gladio looked at her. “Anything important?”

Airlea was quiet... She didn’t want to speak, The more she tried to ignore, the more her eyes burned and her hands trembled invisibly to the naked eye. She felt like if she didn’t answer, didn’t utter anything from her mouth, it would just be a lie. Because having her worries verbally turned into reality made her feel sick. Because one of her greatest fear cards had been played...

She pretended like no one existed. Like it was just her in the room... But pretending only made everything worse; bottling up her worries only brought her emotions up through her throat and she couldn’t swallow them down. She tried to remain as normal as she possibly could, keeping one hand under the table whilst she went on her phone... But she swiped along the screen like she was trying to find something to do, trying to find a distraction whilst she refused to open her mouth. Whilst she refused to answer the constant questions and demands from Gladio. Whilst she refused to bring her hands to her face...

But a hand taking hers from under the table only sent what little wall she held up collapsing and her phone fell to the table. It was like reality had invaded the world her and her little brother had created. And it broke her...

“I...” No words wanted to come out about the situation no matter how hard she wanted them too.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to – “

“I want to, Animae. It’s just no words are forming whenever I try to explain. “ She sighed in annoyance at herself, yet the hand that took hers gave a comforting squeeze that said ‘you got this’. And she squeezed it back. So she took a deep breath. “Crudelis has Audax...I was going to get him but Audacia told me to stay here with you guys... With Noct.” She looked at Noct who smiled boyishly whilst he weaved his fingers with hers. “Audacia’s going to get him out of there...”

Noctis moved so he was close to her and she felt him pull her a little closer for comfort. Airlea was grateful for it, just like she was grateful for him just silently assuring her that she didn’t have to suffer in silence. It made her feel a little happier.

But Audacia was right. Airlea blamed herself for everything that wasn’t her fault: the death of King Regis, the death of her father... the future... Audax being taken. She feared being forgotten for what good deeds she had done. She feared people thinking her as a liar, as someone who made piecrust promises, as someone who was fake even though she was extremely complex even to herself. She feared.... being left alone because of who she was.

It was always hard. Trying to live up to society’s expectations of what defined a Sicarius and their relationship with the royal family played a massive part in her anxiety and depression, both of which she had managed to keep controlled for nearing six years. She wasn’t perfect, but society believed that she was: had an amazing father who sacrificed everything to protect the crown as best he could, a great relationship with the King – constantly laughing and joking with each other – and being best friends with Prince Noctis.

But what they didn’t give a damn about was who she was. They heard a name and placed an expectation to it, tied it to an ideology. Truth was, she hated the expectations set upon her within a few hours of her father’s death being broadcasted in Lucis. It felt like only three people cared, none of them being her flesh and blood. Okay. Maybe it was a little extreme because her family did care. But for someone who was already under-pressure from upcoming exams and feeling like crap to begin with, her family were just another depressant at that time and she didn’t want to be around them.

Airlea couldn’t even begin to imagine what Audax must have been going through.

“Audacia also sends word that the Imperials are heading towards the disc if we’re going down that way.”

The others nodded solemnly and Animae looked at her sadly, stabbing the cabbage on her plate with her fork nonchalantly.

“Animae, I’ll be fine.” Airlea reached over and grasped her cousin’s wrist. She was could and she still looked more tired than the night before. Evidence that she struggled to sleep.

But she just shook her head at all. “What if you’re not fine? What if the others bring you back as a dead body? What then? You won’t be fine. We won’t be fine. They won’t be fine. No would be fine.” She put her fork down and grasped Airlea’s hand.

“That won’t happen.” Airlea smiled. “These guys? The best friends I’m ever gonna have. Well, excluding Noct because that would be a demotion. But, you know what? They protect each other and myself as if all of them were royalty. Which they are in my opinion. So have faith. They won’t let anything terrible happen to me or them. Alright?”

Animae nodded then and stood from her hair. She was still in her pyjamas – a white top with a watermelon in the middle and pink shorts with watermelon patterns – and her hair was in a freshly washed and brushed ponytail. Airlea stood then, noting that Animae was walking to her, and she opened her arms for her cousin to hug her. And she hugged back, pressing the smallest of kisses to her temple.

“Good luck out there when you depart.”

“Right.” She smiled. “I have something to do first though.” She looked at Noctis with a smile that full of tenderness and love. “I need to make it up for the prince here for being a kind soul.” She released Animae and took Noctis by the hand and pulled him up. “Be back in an hour or so.”

And she dragged Noctis out the house before anyone tried to ask her where she was taking him. Noctis, however, pulled her close to him, holding her wrist. And he smiled. Airlea took this opportunity to kiss the corner of his mouth, to which he quickly countered with a long smooch on the lips.

“So. Where we going?”

“No where in particular. Just wanted to spend a little more time with you. So let’s go for a quick drive, hm?”

“Alright. But I’m driving.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re more likely to crash than me.”

“Actually I’d say you’re more likely to – “

“A da da.” He put his finger onto her lips to quiet her. “I’m driving.”

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SO THIS IS... a really long post of a bigass ask meme, all the answers, about a fallout oc!!! ummm for warnings. #violence #alcohol #alcoholism #drug abuse ?

IM LIKE INFINITELY SORRY if this is just long, and the whole dash, on like, mobile or anything, i got carried away and had a lot of fun with it um,,,,

OK SO TO START OUT a quick summary of this character: marion tremblay, 26 years old, they/them pronouns, a courier six (but i might write them into a non-six role idk) with Sight Gone Wrong. imagine savestates, but the character only experiences the "canonical" ie last save. so they go from neutral to knowing exactly how to process a situation, but it causes a LOT of stress on them, including an incredibly distinctive negative feeling when a "save" occurs and nightmares depicting all the plays gone wrong. in addition, the successful path isnt always harmless, and often leads to heavy injury - just not death. not to mention the fact that the successful path doesnt always help people theyre trying to help, just them.

http://www.hairfinder.com/hairstyles5/carpy-hairstyle7.htm

http://www.hairfinder.com/hairstyles6/hairstyle-carpy12.htm

marion is incredibly stressed and doesnt get it, runs into danger and knows exactly what to do, doesnt know why, doesnt understand how it all adds together, and doesnt understand to maybe take it a little slower. then again, when they try to chill out and live normally the nightmares just get worse and worse. so basically they self medicate to dull the dreams a bit and it just makes everything even more stressful.

theyre a courier/jack of all trades/mercenary type that uses a recharger pistol, and has no self of self preservation. is struggling, indulges often, and is impossibly easy to charm. does things for the fuck of it, anxious, hesitantly affectionate, eventually very protective and supportive, childish and constantly tired lol.

anyway heres the questions!!!

Which Fallout game are they from? new vegas :Y

Which faction(s) did they join and which did they destroy? Why? they end up joining the ncr - they have plans and intentions to go for a free vegas, but realize eventually that the ncr is probably a lot closer to a safe vegas than they were before. kind of insists that the people get a say in things.

DOES have enough time to basically fuss with all the families on the strip and various societies - basically destroys the omertas, takes a long time and a lot of trauma to fix the situation of the white glove society, keeps house alive but out of power which basically really fucks marion up for a long long time, they then spend a million years slowly working their way into the brotherhood of steel to try to get them to kind of... not be involved anymore, same with the khans

they dooooo clear out vault 3 entirely though

What is their S.P.E.C.I.A.L.? str 4; per 8; end 5; cha 4; int 7; agi 3; luk 9. peep that luck bro

Give us a summary of their backstory. OK SO... marion was part of a pretty biggish family closer up north, just kind of, they did business and were vaguely well off. they were always pretty pretentious and loved reading books n shit, tinkering with tech, so their parents were v happy with it. then around the age of thirteen their sight started kicking in, which manifested itself at first as just like a really heavy uneasy feeling whenever something was about to happen, and later kind of... worked itself into what it is now. anyway, they didnt cope very well with it and ended up fucking up a lot of relationships and things when they booked it at about seventeen.

at which point they kind of became a jack of all trades, constantly travelling, settling generally in the mojave. courier mostly at first, then eventually also a mercenary when the business started booming. they constantly had like, at least a couple dozen things going on, so occasionally they would forget a job or two. but considering their sight, they more or less had the ability to go into places that literally no one else could and come out bruised and bloodied but alive. so generally? business was good.

they did a lot of putzing around the strip, helped the followers a bit, etc. just generally has a little bit of history in most parts of the mojave.

after they got shot they forgot some... importantish things, but anyway they eventually fucked off, got ed-e, wandered around, rescued raul+visited him until they eventually just invited him along.

What’s their full name and does it have a meaning? Do they have any nicknames and how did they get em? marion tremblay - a quebecois name basically, uh pretty much their family line came from canada pre annex and were bitter about it.

What’s their sexual, romantic, and gender orientation? Do they feel comfortable telling other people? theyre nonbinary, just kind of, everythings a mess. nothing is definite. they have bigger stuff going on lol. just accepts whatever theyre labelled, but will explain if pressed

Do they have any mental illnesses? How do they cope? uhhh technically they have... some sort of flashbacks, from their sight, that gives them really horrible nightmares. they definitely self medicate its pretty bad. of course they dont really associate their habit of running into danger with their anxiety and attacks and shit, so they basically end up dissociating and confused most of the time, and figure thats just the way it is. and drink. gestures

Do they have any medical conditions? Is medicine/ treatment available for them? nah marions got nothing. theyre surprisingly physically healthy considering the fact that theyre basically useless physically

How much do they care about their outer appearance? What’s their “beauty routine”? How often do they shower/ bathe? they care just as little about bathing as most people in the mojave, but appreciate the ability to wash their hair - comb it pretty regularily. it gets really bad and knotted if they dont

What do they fear the most? their shitty vision failing to manage to do anything for people they love. its done it before

They’re biggest flaw? Do they recognize it as a flaw? their total lack of self-preservation and knowledge of self. like theyll do unhealthy stuff and get totally confused why they feel like shit, dont understand that running into things carelessly is what is making them constantly anxious and depressed, and they think that their inability to talk to people is what is fucking things up

What are they most insecure about? they pretty much lack any insecurity. they know theyre pretty bad at talking to people, but theyre not so much nervous about it as just dont really like doing it

What Wasteland threat do they fear the most? (ex. Deathclaws, super mutants, raiders) most bugs actually. since their sight kind of just keeps them from dying, it usually keeps them from dealing with deathclaws at all - but hanging around cazadores and getting poisoned just kind of means downing so many bottles of water and antivenoms, and it fucking Hurts. plus they just find the way they move really really disgusting lol

What’s their zodiac sign or which one do you think they relate to the most? What are their placements (if you know them)? (ex. Aries sun, Taurus moon, Aquarius Venus) mnmnnmn pisces sun. taurus moon.

What’s their Myers–Briggs Type? (ex. ENTP, ISFJ) infp lol

What Harry Potter house would they be in? (ex. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw) gonna say hufflepuff because theyre a big softie when it comes to people they actually do like

Which Pokemon Go team would they choose? (ex. Instinct, Valor, Mystic) uh probably instinct? i think thats the yellow one right?

Out of the nine forms of intelligence (rhythmic, spatial, linguistic, mathematical, kinesthetic, interpersonal, intrapersonal, naturalistic, and existential) which one(s) are they really good at and which one(s) is(are) their weakest? theyre really good with math and rhythm - not quite as good with interpersonal stuff, or intra for that matter. they dont know shit about themself lol. theyre really good at science stuff in general, though - comes from fiddling with that sort of shit

What natural alignment are they? (ex. Lawful Good, Chaotic Evil)

im not too good at pinning down characters, but honestly somewhere between chaotic good and true neutral. will help people, sure, for a price - or if they seem really really desperate. dislikes copious rules but wont go out of way to topple rules so long as they seem more or less fair

Do they have any hobbies? What are they?

they play harmonica! they like to think up songs, make harmonies to the songs on the radio. when they were little they liked to fuss with math puzzles and science shit but lost a lot of the focus as their sight got stronger, stopped being able to sit still long enough to really work on stuff. they like to fuss with ed-e sometimes lol. upgrades n stuff. polishin him

Do they have a favorite holiday? How do they celebrate it? when marion was more into consistent courier-ing, they liked pretty much any holiday that people sent gifts to each other. good for business, it was nice to see people so happy, PLUS people always tipped really well and gave them free food n stuff out of thankfulness.

What’s their favorite season? autumn, mostly - most fair weather. loves the winter when theres no storms or anything - nice to wear lots of layers of clothing and have it be appropriate.

Do they have a temper or are they level headed? pretty level headed, but when they lose their temper they sound kind of ridiculous because their voice gets really high and they??? talk like???? this?????? and theres a lot of gesturing.

they dont really so much lose their temper when they go into combat situations simply because they tend to go from zero to everyones dead, pew pew pew. it does happen sometimes in really tough, long situations, but as it turns out being angry doesnt really make your laser pistol shoot any better or harder Do they express their emotions freely or hide their true feelings? theyre so un-in-tune with their own feelings that they tend to not understand why or what theyre feeling. so its not so much hiding as like ????!??!!?!?!?!?

Are they a leader or a follower?

a leader out of necessity.

How do they come off to others? What first impression do they usually make? creepy. first impression is generally that theyre very businesslike, probably too frail to complete a job. “whys this person being so nice when they look like they want to eat me”

Do they prefer to travel alone or with company? Who have they traveled with if any? Current companion if any? they basically never travelled with a companion until recently. started traveling with ed-e, basically just because he makes sounds when things are happening, eventually found raul and after a good couple times of going back to him to get their laser pistol fixed just kind of invited him to come along. didnt realize he wouldnt be able to fix their pistol on the way lol

Would you describe them as selfless or selfish? Does it depend on the situation? they have the ability to be pretty selfless for the most part since theyre pretty well off from all the work they did before getting shot in the head. on the other hand, theyre not really used to hanging out with other people so theyre kind of selfish when it comes to food n stuff, at least until they got sassed enough for it

What do they find most attractive in others? Name at least one psychological and physical trait. (doesn’t have to be romantic attraction) they usually like people with silver tongues and wide shoulders

Do they flirt often? How easily do they fall in love? they basically do not flirt. they dont register flirting, either. its pretty easy to charm them, but marion is not... a charming person

What’s their love life like? Are they interested in anyone or in a relationship? listen i made the with the almost exclusive purpose of dating raul so. interested lol

Do they prefer to solve things diplomatically or using violence? diplomatically. they generally dislike having to actually, be in danger, but theyre really not charismatic so it usually ends up resorting to either violence, or very well-backed up threats

What is their combat style? What range do they prefer? Do they sneak? they are TOTAL SHIT at sneaking, for like no reason. theyre just... really not athletically inclined. their strategy is usually run and gun, dont stop moving, ABS - always be shooting. turns out when you have a rechargeable gun and the luck of the devil, it doesnt matter how many bullets you take as long as you win lol

What weapon(s) do they always carry with them? recharger pistol!!! they also carry a tiny bowie knife just in case. mostly used to cut plants off stems and cut meat off things. its a whole experience

Their most prized possession? pretty much everything they own is replaceable. the harmonica is nice, cause it pretty much still works entirely, but its definitely not super special or anything. theyd still sell it for a nice meal though

Their thoughts on power armor? a nice idea, but full heavy armor makes it kind of difficult to travel large distances, especially over mountains n shit

Favorite armor/ outfit? gecko-backed leather armor, plus a shitty hood they slapped on top of it. they think it looks so cool, plus its plain enough that its comfortable. they really want a tux lol

How’s their aim? Do their hands shake while pointing a gun? a gun? yes. a laser pistol? no. the second things have like, physical bullets in it, they get super stressed. using lasers instead of pistols or bullets allows a certain level of, like, disconnection from the situation.

What are their thoughts on having to kill on a daily bases in order to survive? Does it take a toll on them? Or do they shake it off rather easily? they really hate it. but honestly they get worse nightmares if they dont keep doing things, like constantly. they prefer to not really have to kill people, so tend to like... threaten and bluster their way through things pretty often. they wont chase down a fleeing enemy unless theyre really super in the zone

Thoughts on death if any? (ex. Fear it, accept it) definitely fear. they pretty much cant die, so theyre pretty confident about it, but its mostly because they manage to disconnect so much from situations that it basically just gives them night terrors. like i said before, complete disconnection from their own emotions. basically a whole lot of marions problems could be fixed by accepting that maybe running into danger is a bad idea, even if they basically cant die.

tl;dr, they think they accept it, but 100% fear

Do they move around a lot or prefer to have a place to call home? they move around SO much. marions pretty much been on the move since they turned 17, constantly doing just about anything they could get their hands on. a million jobs all at once

What’s their favorite location? the strip. they pretty much used to spend most of their spare time down there - loved the food at the ultra luxe, the booze n drugs at gomorrah, and the music company and games at the tops. a couple days of throwing caps down the drain, followed by doing a bunch of odd jobs in the area is a good way of spending a whole week. then, once they had enough messages and packages and people to kill/find, theyd take off again

Their opinions on ghouls, feral and not feral? marion kind of sees themself in feral ghouls. impossible to kill, but at what cost, etc etc. very angsty. thinks ghoul voices are actually kind of pretty

Do they scavenge for their supplies or simply buy them? combination. scavenges what they can, buys the rest. when youre as lucky as they are when finding bullets and bits, you definitely have enough caps for everything else. since theyre shit at repairing, they always get their equipment repaired while out

Are they the type to get distracted and go off to an unknown nearby location or do they stay on track? they definitely amble. long term plans are definite, but when you have maybe five jobs happening at once it doesnt hurt to step aside and grab a new one on the way

How do they sleep? Are they picky about where and how or can they sleep basically anywhere? they tend to get themself pretty blitzed to be able to sleep with few dreams. as a result they can pretty much sleep anywhere, but theyre pretty fitful about it

What’s their favorite radio station and song? (post-apocalypse) they used to like butcher pete but got pretty tired of it after a good, long amount of time. now they think aint that a kick in the head is super funny. since they got shot in the head.

theyre okay with literally every radio station, but likes black mountain radio a lot even though its a lot weirder than it was before. theyre really not sure if the people on the radio are uh ok but uh. makes it a point to eventually check that out.

What’s their favorite post-apocalyptic food? Are they a picky eater? Do they know how to cook? they fucking LOVE fresh fruit - trail mix is a huge fave, nd theyll pay pretty much any amount of money for it, especially since it keeps pretty well. theyre also a fan of like, gourmet shit, since they have the money to spend on it. good steaks are nice. theyre pretty picky, but they usually have a pretty good supply of long-keeping foods to eat on the road. they cant really cook that well though

What’s their favorite beverage? Do they drink alcohol? vodka is a fave. gets them real drunk real fast. a long time ago they managed to trade for some nuka-cherry and its basically their favourite thing in the whole world??????? has a weird distaste for sunset sarsaparilla and gives it all to raul

Do they have any tag skills? energy weapons, science, medicine. really good with e.weapons, more than decent with science, pretty good with medicine. mostly out of patching self up.

Anything they like to collect? (ex. Unique weapons, Bobbleheads) Caps Lol. nah but really they pick up anything that seems interesting to sell. they do have a big intention to buy the unique recharger pistol but its never in stock whenever they go to the kiosk

Are they good at disarming traps or do they constantly miss them? theyre pretty shitty at getting traps, but their luck is amazing with it. they can pretty much walk through a minefield just fine. like running through is safer than trying to disarm, because when you run through a minefield you either die or you dont - when you try really delicately you might blow some important bits up, but you wont die lol

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