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kieuecaprie · 13 days
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On a whim, I decided to play on a different fork of Space Station 14 after a particularly rough round on Salamander (It's been getting highpop lately so it's been pure chaos and it's hard to keep in character as Adalite, a skittish and sweet reptilian, when so many bad things are happening.).
After hearing a good first impression of it from a friend, I chose to play on the Delta-V server and ported Adalite over to get my hours in.
First shift was a latejoin as a janitor, pretty much was uneventful, I just wanted to hop on to get myself situated with the community. And because I could not play Janitor on WizDen, lmao, that role is about as hard to get into as AI is right now.
Second shift was extended and I wrote up a greentext-like story to explain what happened. Feel free to click the read more:
> Be me, Adalite Tosimizu, Janitor aboard the station Lighthouse in the Delta-V sector > Just an average shift, clean stuff up, pick stuff up, dump it > Recycler windows kept breaking. Adalite's knowledge of building comes in handy and a reinforced window is created > Befriend a clown who fell into disposals (They were later called out by CC for not being clown-y enough) > Head to Epi to deal with a spill that cannot be cleaned with water. > It's potassium 💀 > I use a cleanade after failing and everything is a-okay! 👍 > I crit 💀 > Get taken to medical by the Mystagogue > It was just radiation > Okay, everything is good again! 😄 > Take a break to play Vamo Alla Flamenco on the guitar that was left lying around. > Vibe for a moment until… > Be… me? Adalite? Huh? ❓❓❓ > Confusion abound as both Adalites check each other out. > Turns out the paradox anomaly is just as confused as I am. > We immediately hit it off! 😀 > Do an impromptu team-building exercise with the slime coming out of the vents. > Holy shit, my clone is so nice! > Continue as normal, just now there's another me, I guess. She seems chill, so… > An explosion happens in north-west maints... 💥 > Decide to foolishly go investigate. Bad idea. > Nearly crit myself again, scrambling to escape maints with an emergency crowbar. 😰 > Comms light up. It's Nukies. 😰😰😰 > Head to bar to hole up for a while, meet my clone again. > Explain to her what happened, break down crying from nearly dying again. She consoles Adalite. 🤗🤗 > Everything appears to be normal again, lone-op got got, so it's just a little messing around with the new speed boots Epi made for everyone! (They had 20) > It's evac time. Shuttle was not recalled. > Head to the shuttle with Adalite and sit down. > Shorkie got captured in the chaos 😭🦈 > Make it to CentComm with Adalite and head for the bar for some peace and quiet. > We chat for a little bit before I realize I lost my blue shork in the chaos. 😔 > She gives up her pink shork and we end the round hitting each other with our own Weh-Wehs. > tmw it was an admin who was playing Adalite's paradox anom this entire time.
>Be me, KieueCaprie, sitting in lobby lamenting how scary and cool the paradox anom was. >See this in OOC:
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😭
For the uninitiated, Paradox Anomaly is a midround ghost role exclusively on Delta-V which makes a complete clone of a random crew member. Your goal is simple: * Befriend yourself and make sure they get out alive * Kill and replace yourself from the universe you found yourself in. * Make it back to Central Command alive and unrestrained.
SIKE! It's not simple! You cannot greentext as a Paradox Anomaly! You basically get a choice of RP branches. It's pretty cool and to see it be used on me in my second shift on Delta V was both scary and cool, and heartwarming when it turned out the paradox anomaly was really sweet, just like Adalite.
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Maybe I'll check out the other forks too someday but having a good first experience in Delta V is really something. Think there's RMC14 and Frontier I'd like to check out.
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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Khaida Ahmahno [Crystal] LFRP
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The Basics ––– –
Age: mid 20′s (26-29ish depending on Time Bubble shenanigans)
Birthday: 23rd Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon
Race: Keeper of the Moon Miqo’te
Gender: Female
Marital Status: Unmarried
Server: Goblin (Crystal DC) [I do have an alt on Balmung]
Physical Appearance ––– –
Hair: White, long, often up in varying styles
Eyes: PALE blue, nearly white
Height: 5’
Build: Curvy; has noticeable hips and bust, and is one of those who wears her softness on her belly, hips, arms, and legs well.
Distinguishing Marks: Has a stylized tattoo of a Blue Morpho on her lower back, right above her tail and butt.
Common Accessories: Khaida is always dressed for ease of movement. Her adventuring clothes are a little less flashy, but still have a good deal of jewelry and accessories. Her performing clothes are revealing, flashy, and she wears a great deal of jewelry and accessories that add another level of sight and sound to her dances.
Personal ––– –
Profession:  Dancer, adventurer, scholar of all things magical
Hobbies: Singing, goldsmithing, weaving, cooking
Languages: Eorzean, some Garlean, some Hingan and Doman. Can read Nymian, Allagan, Amdapori, and Mhachi fluently...but her spoken skills in them are lacking.
Residence: Has a home in the Cohrce village in the East Shroud and in the Rising Stones in Mor Dhona, but usually ends up crashing in inns or in her cousin’s Goblet apartment.
Birthplace: Urth’s Gift area of the South Shroud, but grew up in the East Shroud.
Religion: Devout follower of Menphina, but more spiritual than religious about it.
Patron Deity: Menphina, the Lover
Fears: Being truly alone, losing loved ones, dragonflies
Personality: Sweet, flirtatious, cheerful, affectionate. Tends to look after younger performers and adventurers, and has a serious soft spot for children. Can and will get lost in magical theory the moment you bring it up or she finds a book/scroll/tome on it.
Relationships ––– -
Spouse: None [in an open relationship with Telemakhos Spahr’da]
Children: None
Parents: Kahzu Ahmahno (mother, Deceased), Kenj’a Cohrce (father, alive, owner of the Swan’s Sundries merchant caravan)
Siblings: Kahzu’a Ahmahno (younger brother, status TBD)
Other Relatives:  Kenj’to Cohrce (paternal uncle, alive), Izhu Cohrce (paternal aunt, alive), Melisahnd Cohrce (cousin, alive), Brodi’a Ahmahno (DISTANT cousin, status TBD)
Pets: A recently acquired coeurl kitten she’s named ‘Citrine’.
Traits ––– -
* Bold your character’s answer.
Extroverted / In Between / Introverted
Disorganized / In Between / Organized
Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded
Calm / In Between / Anxious
Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable
Cautious / In Between / Reckless
Patient / In Between /  Impatient
Outspoken / In Between / Reserved
Leader / In Between / Follower
Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic
Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic
Traditional / In Between / Modern
Hard-working / In Between / Lazy
Cultured / In Between / Uncultured
Loyal / In Between / Disloyal
Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful
Additional information ––– –
Smoking Habit: No. Drugs: No. Alcohol: Is a fan of good alcohol, no matter the kind.
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Possible Hooks ––– –
The Dancer: Khaida tends to perform in between adventures to keep herself in coin, and is good at it. She’s danced in all three of the main city-states, the Toll, and Idyllshire at this point, so it’s likely you’ve seen her at some point! Or perhaps you’re in need of a dancer for a party or show?
The Adventurer & Scholar: Khaida is, first and foremost, a scholar of magic and an adventurer at heart. She’s well known in the Guild for taking on jobs that let her delve into the depths of ancient ruins or putting up ads for fellow adventurers to join her in delving into places too dangerous for her to go alone. Have a job for her? Or want to join her on a job?
Former Crystal Brave, Current Scion of the Seventh Dawn: Khaida joined the Braves, wanting to make a difference and live up to the inspiring example of the Warriors of Light. She was heartbroken when the organization turned corrupt. She was one of those who defected early on after the fateful Banquet, and when Alphinaud returned to the Stones to disband the group officially, Khaida was one of those who volunteered to help rebuild the Scions. Since then, she’s been as much a Scion as an adventurer, and always happy to help when called upon.
Aetheric Oddities: Khaida’s aether is...a little odd. There’s always going to be the tang of the void lurking beneath the rest of her saturated aether, voidtaint from a Mhachi ancestress who dove too far into the void. Not that she knows this. Yet. She’s also more sensitive to aether than your average Spoken, and uses it as another sense, along with the others. Please note that it’s not a perfect sense, and she can miss things; so if you don’t want some aetheric oddity of your own character being sensed, that’s perfectly fine!
Other: Any combo of the above, or perhaps you’re a former fling? [She’s hopped around beds...fairly often.] Maybe you’re just looking for a fellow magic nerd? I’m up for plotting all sorts of things, and pre-established things, too! [Khaida is VERY poly, though, so no Exclusive Ships.]
What I’m Looking For ––– –
Contacts and Friends!: I’m still very new to in-game RP, and this verse for Khaida is, itself, very new. I would love to meet new people, make new friends!
Shipping: I love ships. I will not lie about that fact. Just be aware that Telemakhos is always going to be a part of her life. I love romance, trysts, one-sided crushes; I love it all. Give me that sweet shippy goodness.
Friendships: Khaida needs more friends, please! I want her to develop more bonds, meet more people.
Adventuring Shenanigans: Khaida is an adventurer and scholar, and she certainly would love other adventurers to join her in her shenanigans!
Slice of Life/Random Interactions: I love random stuff. I love meetings that may not be more than one-offs, but still happen. I just really like the little calms between the storms and action.
OOC and Roleplaying Preferences ––– –
I work fulltime and help my spouse with things [as they’re visually impaired], so my game time can be limited. But I try to be on when I can! If we need to schedule something, let me know! I’ll see what we can do!
I’m in the US Mountain Timezone, so I’m in this very odd space compared to a lot of folks. But I’m always happy to see how I can accommodate!
I’m on Discord a lot, except when at work, so it’s often the easiest way to get a hold of me off-Tumblr or out of game!
I’m still very new to in-game RP, so please bear with me. I’m happy to get more experience with it, however!
I love talking to my RP partners OOCly as much as ICly. I love plotting and seeing how things go within those plots. And sometimes just talking about other things or throwing things not related to RP or XIV at each other.
My home world is Goblin, so I can’t join anything but Crossworld Linkshells.
Regarding M/ERP: I am happy to write it, but the other mun(s)/muse(s) have to be 18+. And much as I love it, it is not the be-all and end-all for Khaida. I love development and plot and slice of life as much as I love smut.
Contact Information  ––– –
Discord - Please ask.
In Game - Khaida Ahmahno
Tumblr - @lighttheabyss
Items in this post subject to change if/when the need arises (regarding roleplay).
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siverwrites · 6 years
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Rules: Spell out your URL with song names and tag 10 people. Tagged by @pinkpuffballdude
Whee let’s see what happens! Prepare for game music.
S - Silver Will, Golden Wings (Trails in Sky SC, Falcom Sound Team jdk) I - Into the Green World (Super Metroid, ocremix, Sam Dillard) V - Vamo’ Alla Flamenco (Final Fantay IX, Nobuo Uematsu) E - Epitaph (Final Fantasy VI, Nobuo Uematsu) R - Rock on the Road (Trails in the Sky FC, Falcom Sound Team jdk) W - Water Prison (Ys Origin, Hayato Sonoda, Takahiro Unisuga, Ryo Takeshita) R - Revival (Tales of Symphonia, Motoi Sakuraba) I - In Your Hands (Gris, Berlinist) T - The Farthest Land (Shadow of the Colossus, Kou Otani) E - Eclipse of Time (harp) (Lost Odyssey, Nobuo Uematsu) S - Schala’s Theme (Chrono Trigger, Yasunori Mitsuda)
Tagging whoever wants to. You want to? Consider yourself tagged.
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memeonmusic-blog · 7 years
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BRA BRA FINAL FANTASY BRASS de BRAVO2017
BRA BRA FINAL FANTASY BRASS de BRAVO2017
BRA BRA FINAL FANTASY BRASS de BRAVO2017 2017.7.7 台北國家音樂廳 [第1部] 1. FINAL FANTASY V テーマ 2. FF6ティナのテーマ 3. FF8 Ami 4. モーグリのテーマ 5. FINAL FANTASY テーマ 6. FF9 いつか帰るところ 7. FF7 クレイジーモーターサイクル 8. FF2 反乱軍のテーマ [第2部] 9. FF8 Force Your Way 10. FF9 グルグ火山 11. FF5 親愛なる友へ 12. FF3 水の巫女エリア 13. FF9 Vamo’ alla Flamenco  14. FF7 エアリスのテーマ 15. FF7 片翼の天使 EN. FF5 マンボdeチョコボ
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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She always went back to dance. Oh, she certainly went for the bottle or company she never got the name of when she was upset, but the troubles that hit her mind and heart the hardest always brought her back to dancing. The night had hammered some things back into her head, made her feel less confident in her skin. Well...not so much less confident, and more so reminded that for all she was a Keeper of the Moon, Menphina’s grace was not a blessing for her. It was a curse, a pull that she hated as much as she accepted it.
She always fell too fast, always fell too hard. And save for one Spoken, it always blew up in her face, one way or another. [And that Spoken had had to leave early.]
And so she danced after everyone else had left the party to a tune only she could hear.
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like
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“.....Being ‘just the fuckbuddy’ all the time.”
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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It had been a week since she’d slept without nightmares. A week where no amount of exertion had been enough to drive them away. Sometimes it was Hydaelyn’s voice desperately reaching out, calling any of Her children that would listen. Likely to reassure them She was still there. But most of them?
Most of them were of pain. There was a different element each time, a different sensation swallowing her. And then there was the nightmare that had woken her that night. It was the hunger again, the dark fire in her veins and ash in her mouth and lungs. Of claws and scales and swords. Of blood and aether.
“Wake!” The fiery eyes and smoke-filled voice flooded her awareness once more. “You must wake!”
Khaida startled in her bed, tangled in her sheets, and the scent of sweet spices filling the apartment. The sound of steps on the stairs too quiet for the man they belonged to filled her ears and settled her nerves a little as Te’s towering form came into view. He held a steaming mug of tea in his hands, worry on his face. A weak smile crossed her lips and she reached out for him. At least that nightmare had struck when she had him to comfort her. She could puzzle things out later...
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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Someone had thought them together. Noticed that she wasn’t happy with the whole thing. Khaida rubbed the area where shoulder and neck met with her free hand, sighing as she blew gently to cool her tea. Yes, she wasn’t. But there wasn’t anything she could do about it. She was happy for them, ecstatic even, being the romantic she was. But she’d gotten her hopes up. And they’d been dashed. Multiple times now, now that she thought about it, and it was her own fault. And she still hoped that maybe, in time, there would be something...but now was not then.
She knew she was a fool, but it was who she was. She knew Menphina’s touch all too well, and she would never be able to escape it. Even with the fire under her skin, even with heartbreak and keeping her feelings to herself. She sighed and took a sip of her tea.
“One thing I can promise       When all the smoke clears                  Just look in this window                            You'll find me here.”
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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Somewhere the sun rose, o'er dunes in the desert Such was the stillness, I ne'er felt before Was this the question, pulling, pulling, pulling you In your heart, in your soul, did you find rest there?
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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Guilty or Innocent: Khaida Ahmahno
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Asked someone to marry you? “Innocent. Marriage is a silly, limiting thing." But there's a sad undertone in the words.
Kissed one of your friends? “Guilty! For varying and sundry reasons!" 
Danced on a table in a bar / tavern? “Guilty, and I've made some good gil from it.”
Ever told a lie? “Guilty. No, I am not elaborating.”
Had feelings for someone you can’t have? She simply whispers "Guilty".
Ever kissed someone of the same sex? “Guilty~. Ladies are such a delight to kiss!”
Kissed a picture? “Innocent. No point in kissing a picture.”
Slept until 5pm? “Keeper of the Moon. What do you think?”
Worked at a fast food chain / restaurant “Innocent. My first job was helping Papa inventory a shipment he got, and everything that wasn't from him was dancing, adventuring, or secretary work.”
Stolen something? “Guilty. Adventuring sometimes involves a little theft.” 
Been fired from a job? “Guilty. Client didn't like the fact I wouldn't dance dirty for his guests. I told him that wasn't what he paid me for.”
Done something you regret? “Very guilty.”
Laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose? “Sadly guilty. It always hurts like hells.” 
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? “Guilty. Every winter I try.”
Sat on a roof top? “Guilty for multiple reasons.”
Kissed someone you shouldn’t have? “Guilty, okay. A lot.”
Sang in the shower? “Guilty.”
Been pushed into a body of water with all your clothes on? “Guilty. THANKS C'ADEN.”
Shaved your head? “Innocent and staying innocent.”
Made a boyfriend / girlfriend cry? “Guilty. I know Te has cried a few times when I get injured on a job...”
Shot a gun? “Guilty. Te tried teaching me. I...wasn't Very good.”
Still loved someone you shouldn’t? “...Guilty.”
Have / had a tattoo? “Guilty. I have one, and am planning on more.”
Liked someone, but will never tell who? “Guilty. And no, you can’t know. Bugger off.”
Been too honest? “Guilty.”
Ruined a surprise? “Guilty.”
Been told that you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? “Guilty.”
Stalked someone? “Guilty for business purposes? I had an adventuring contract that required some information from someone. They were hard to catch without people who didn’t need to be involved.”
Thought about murder? “Yes, I’m guilty. Others beat me to it.”
How about mass murder? “Not really? I mean...I’ve contemplated murdering several people at once, but not sure it counts really as mass murder? I don’t know? I mean...I guess ‘guilty’ just to be safe?”
Cheated on someone? She goes very quiet, and glares. “Swive off.”
Gotten so angry that you cried? “Guilty. A...few times. I don’t feel things in halves.”
Tried to stay away from someone for their own good? “Innocent. That whole shite is auroch shite.”
Thoughts about suicide? ”Innocent.”
Had a girlfriend / boyfriend? ”Guilty. I’ve only had boyfriends. Two of the relationships were short-lived. The third is still around. I wouldn’t mind a girlfriend, though?”
Gotten totally drunk during a holiday? “Guilty. Very often.”
Tagged by: @eligos-venator​
Tagging: @reasoningruffles​ @darkenedsteppemoon​ @darktideknight​ @alandeathweaver​
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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“I’m stupid.”
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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Dance           M a g i c                         Dance
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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It was gone.
The book itself was still there, old and still Nymian and bound up with Mhachi magic.
But the presence inside of it was gone.
That could not be good.
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lighttheabyss · 5 years
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She Dreams
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She dreams of the moon. She dreams of honey-colored hands working in tandem with another, paler pair to shape beautiful blooms that open to greet that pale face, a face her lovers say reminds them of her eyes. She always laughs at that, a bright sound accompanied by a smile full of joy.
She dreams of darkness, of a growing cold that sinks into her very bones and makes her so hungry at the same time. She dreams of ashen claws and the laughter of someone broken.
She dreams of fire, building under her skin and consuming her. She dreams of great buildings, the hum of energy unsettling and soothing all at once.
She dreams of fiery orange eyes and caramel skin, a smoky voice singing to her in a language she knows but cannot name in this dream. The voice tells her to sleep, to rest.
She dreams no more and wakes confused and still sore, the feel of bruising up one side and her burns still uncomfortable, but no longer plaguing her with pain. And she feels rested.
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