#warroir of light

[whataboutsimple]

The Defender AU

Ah, well, since you @murkystarlight @abugshapedeldritchbeing @sillysnaildraws asked so nicely, I'm gonna ramble about it a bit<3

The storyline stars a little bit before Romeo went power hungry, leaving some place fore characters to develop themselves.

At the very beginning Fred was planing to create some kind of a "weapon" in case something will happen, which Admins won't be able to handle on their own. So, what would be more efficient to create, than a human who holds absolute of admin powers?

Around this time he started to play with different mechanics of creating mobs, trying to find the closest to a human being. Deciding to stop on a Wither Skeleton, he have chosen to base the powers of Wither itself.

So, like that, he created a human form with a Nether Star as a heart and source of powers. Giving a piece of his own code, he manage to create something as close as possible to Admin's powers, making the star unnaturally bright blue.

Due to Binta being the closest human to him, he made the prototype looking a bit like her, with the very same appearance factors.

That's how "Protocol: defend" was brought in the world.

Since it was his first ever human like creation, he didn't manage to create him as a full adult, instead spawning someone between a child and a teen.

When Binta discovered this, she quickly almost adopted poor thing, playing the role of older sister and naming him Gabriel.

"But why Gabriel?"

"I don't know, it's suits him."

So, like that, our Warroir had two parts of his life: learning to be a weapon and learning to be a human.

The first one was handled by Fred, who taught him how to code things, spawn features, use effects and ect., but he noticed one small strange detail: meanwhile Gabriel could spawn block in a small amount without a problems, he managed to create.. let's say, bright blue figures with different shapes: circles, triangles, cubes. It looked almost like ice, but without e texture, completely blue, leaving a small amount of light around it and discarding every physical law that existed. It was unnaturally durable, almost like bedrock, even Fred couldn't destroy it with Admin's powers from the first try. And it also did lots of damage, even Gabriel wanted it too. He could've pierce mob with a spike and not deal any damage, or kill it altogether.

The second option was handled be Binta: she taught him how to speak properly, read, count. Though she quickly discovered, that unlike other kids, he was an incredible fast learner and it didn't took him too long to become smarter than she is in some disciplines. That's when she decided instead teach him some human emotions, like kindness, compassion, mercy. They spent a lot of time together gathering supplies, playing with animals, talking to people. Waffles, the chicken, was adopted by Gabriel.

But no matter how hard she tried, he couldn't feel a full spectrum of human emotions. He was Always emotionless, giving a smile only after analyzing everyone else is smiling, becoming sad only after analyzing that she is sad, not having any hunger, not complaining about any pain even though he could feel it, he could bleed.

So, few years before the fight between Admins, Fred learnt how to switch mods. The main problem of Gabriel's behavior was the fact that he was created to protect, to defend. He was supposed to be fearless, emotionless, go till the very end. Like that, Fred created a "Protocol: defend" mode, that was activating by these very words. When the mode was turned was, his brains were losing connection to his power, basically deleting the constant idea of defend, leaving it empty to fill with actual emotions.

That's how Gabriel, we all know, was created.

The day when Romeo killed Fred, during another calibration settings, Romeo actually interrupted him, which lead to incidental memory deletion. Right before Romeo got his hands on Gabriel, Fred managed to teleport him away.

That's how Old Order found him. Clueless young man with amnesia, but excellent fighting skills and knowledge.

Gabriel was always abnormally string and tough, dealing with damage most people would've already die from, being too elastic, fast, with incredible reaction speed. But it only helped them, didn't it?

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Bonus facts:

Xara didn't know about Gabriel either, because Fred didn't know who to trust.

He still left message for her in the last few days before death.

To activate Gabriel's both powers and memory back, you need to say "Protocol: defend."

It'll actually be harder for the gang to stop Romeo, since they will need to find Gabriel first.

Romeo doesn't know, that Gabriel actually is a weapon. He thought he's one of Fred's people.

C. Block was very negative towards Gabriel, sending electroshocks each time he tried to touch it.

His blood in activated mode is blue, while it's blue-red when he's badly injured.

He sees Binta as his older sister, meanwhile Fred is more of a mentor, than a father.

I think that's all for now, a other silly AU for y'all:P

[theimperialnuisance]

FFXIV Write 2023 || FFXIV Write info\\Prompt list\\Character info \\Master post ||

Prompt 18: A Fish Out Of Water

a person who feels awkward or unhappy because they are in a situation that is not familiar or because they are different from the people around them

Character(s): Syren Ligeia and his sis Willow, Bijou Myste, Amora Shimizu (belonging to @tokki-yue and @holy-halone) Cw: mild language Word count: 995 Notes: Just a fun lil one that my sister helped me come up with! Set in early ARR as Syren often let Bijou take the spotlight of Warrior of Light because he didn’t like the attention and she happily ate it up. (This of course doesn’t last but he held on to his incognito as long as he could XD)

Syren let out a sigh as he raised a hand to shield his face from the bright sun. Out of all the places he expected to go today, the beach was not one of them. It was already much too hot for his liking, the sun much to bright that he wished he had a parasol–not only that, but some sort of festival was happening–the Moonfire Faire if he could recall his sister’s excited babbling–and that seemed to bring in way too many people for the Viera’s liking. 

‘Let’s all go to the Beach’ she said. ‘It’ll be fun’ she said.

Except Syren wasn’t having any of it and he was ready to leave even though they had all just arrived. Too bad he was the only one who felt that way in his group and his inability to say no to his sister was what got him in this situation in the first place. 

“Wow! This looks so fun!” Willow gushed as she lead the group down toward the water. “There’s so much to do, I don’t know where to start!” 

“How about you three go have fun, and I’ll be here under the shade.” Syren stated flately to which his sister playfully rolled her eyes and tugged on his arm. 

“Oh don’t be such a grump Sy,” 

“Yeah Sy,” Bijou giggled. “Learn to let loose and have a little fun, will ya?” 

Syren shot her a look. “Aren’t you worried you’ll be recognized miss ‘Warroir of Light’?” 

Bijou shrugged innocently. “Nah, it’ll be fine! I’ve got a hat and sunglasses on���so long as no one draws any attention to us, we can all have a perfectly relaxing beach day!” She stretched her arms up, basking in the sunlight. 

“Even though you’re even the Warroir of Light.” Amora muttered as she crossed her arms and tossed a disapproving yet still amused look over at Syren. 

“Listen, if she wants to have the title and the attention, let her have it.” Syren responded with a shrug. “Now if you excuse me, I’ll be over here.” he tried to stalk away to the shade but both Bijou and Willow pulled him back with grins. 

“Oh no you don’t!”

“Come on, just for a little?” 

Syren let out a huff. Fine. Only for a little.

Except, only for a little turned into the majority of the day. The day seemed to drag on and by the time mid-afternoon rolled around, Syren was hot and exhausted, physically and socially. Amora and Bijou didn’t seem the least bit phased, in fact, if Syren didn’t know any better, he’d swear they were having the most fun because they were watching him suffer. He certainly didn’t miss Bijou’s amused grin every time he tried to retreat to the shade and Willow dragged him back out again, insisting he try ‘just one more thing!’

At some point, Amora and Bijou strayed from the group to relax under a parasol, both keeping watch over the siblings. “He has a hard time saying no to her, doesn’t he?” Amora chuckled, watching as Willow dragged Syren to a crowd of people who were learning some sort of dance. 

“Yep,” Bijou replied, leaning back on her chair to sunbathe. “He’s been like that with her ever since we were little. I’m surprised he hasn’t put his foot down more with her.” 

“I think it’s more of a he doesn’t want to see her upset kind of thing.” Amora responded with amusement. “Guess he can have a bit of soft spot,” she added quietly under her breath, as if still not quite believing it herself.

Meanwhile, Syren was just outside the crowd, awkwardly trying to do the dances move that were being taught, if only to please his sister once more in hopes to be left alone afterwards. He was not catching on as quickly, his movements 1 or 2 seconds behind the beat. 

“Look at Syren,” Bijou had said quietly so that only Amora could hear her, or so she thought. She nudged the other with a sly grin, pointing at the Viera. “He looks like a fish out of water with those bad dance moves. Good thing he doesn’t need those dance moves to be the Warrior of Light, we’d be doomed!” 

Syren stopped dancing, his ears twitching as he easily picked up Bijou’s words. After years of growing up with him, Syren figured she’d be more aware of his sharp hearing by now but he decided to use this to his advantage. She wanted to make fun of him? Fine, two could play that game. 

He discretely slipped out of the crowd with a smirk as he formulated his revenge. His sister was having too much fun to notice him leave and Bijou was still too busy laughing at him. Syren cleared his throat and cupped his hands to his mouth and shouting, “Hey look! Is that the Warrior of Light?” He pointed at Bijou as the crowd of dancers stopped and stared at him in confusion.

“Oh shit,” Bijou’s face fell as the realization of the situation dawned on her. Several people in the crowd turned to look at her, eagerly making their way over to her. She quickly stood, backing away slowly. “Oh come on Sy, it was just a joke!” 

Syren shrugged at her with a smirk, watching in amusement as she glanced at Amora in a silent plea to help but she too shrugged with a look that said ‘you did this to yourself’ Bijou groaned and took off in a jog down the beach to escape the group of eager onlookers. Willow was quick to follow after her, hoping in some way she could help while Amora just shook her head, watching the situation unfold but staying behind.

That should teach her. 

Syren laughed silently at his victory and retreated back to the shade, relishing that he’d get to spend the rest of the day in peace.

[glegendary]

#warroir #light #darkness

[sharkrad08222222]

So Both are Werewolf Table top RPGs made for the Storyteller system, for World of darkness and Chronicles of darkness respectfully In Apocaslye you are the Gouro, the warroirs of the Earth, hell bent on stooping the Corrupting and end of all things, Wyrm and Aliies, both in Spirits, and in the flesh as a Peentex. It is a game of raging against the dieing light, Fighting against those that abuse the world, and coming to term with past mistakes.

In Forsaken, your decedents of a Great God of the Hunt, with the Moon being your Other parent, long ago you killed the Hunting god and now you seek to carry out there duty to keep the Flesh and Spirit in balance. It is a game of the Hunt, Duty and Duality, and the touble to maintian it. This is the floor speech of it, you can find out more info on your own or you could join this here discord for more information about both,

have you ever heard of werewolf the apocalypse or werewolf the forsaken?

I have not, but do tell *would insert eyes looking over emoji here but I'm not on mobile*

[tweltchy]

Just two Elezen standing next to each other.

[emily-lotus]

Headcannon for Emily’s 14 verse:

So it’s been bouncing in my mind today. She would have horriffc survivors guilt. It will only get worse as she’s in Eorzea. So in her home country, she lost her family, and her best friend. She would already have horrible survivor’s guilt because of this. Especially with her best friend. But once she is with her Gaius, she begins talking to him and healing. For he too had his own issues to contend with. 

When she reawakens in Eorzea, she has hazy memories of her life before she was on the ship. She remembers seeing Gaius’s face before she blacked out. But she doesn’t know quite yet why. Why that is the last thing she remembers before waking up. That becomes a new issue for her and one she hides from everyone she meets. 

It wouldn’t be until she is in Camp Dragonhead that she realizes how much she had grown in the short time and how she feels awful. She and Alphinaud are depressed but she has to fight on, mainly for both of their sakes until he shakes off his slump.

She knows that this wasn’t good for them and her, Alphinaud and Tataru would talk in the room she was given in the Foretemps manor. She mainly lets them talk so that they might start their own healings. She stays quiet. She doesn’t speak of her guilt. That everyone was in trouble because of her. Because she was the chosen daughter of light. A title she comes to resent as the Dragonsong war reaches it’s climax. 

She doesn’t talk about the nightmares she has. How she see’s her beloved’s face and is screaming herself awake. How no one hears her she isn’t sure. But she walks around Ishgard often because of this. She got used to Haurchefaunt greeting her when she would return and sitting her down to have some tea. Something she had come to adore of the Elezen. 

When Haurchefaunt dies protecting her, she feels her heart shatter. Something she knew she hadn’t felt in so long. But where did it come from? Why did she cry every 5 minutes? She had so many questions. She couldn’t look at his father, his brothers. Not even Alphinaud for a few days. It wasn’t until they had to continue their adventure to Azys Lla that she stopped crying. But when The Archbishop was defeated, and Nidhogg finally vanquished and Estinien released from the dragon’s claws, she finally sat down and thought about it. Even going as far as asking Hydalen what was wrong with her. 

She still didn’t know why her heart shank even further, why the tears were worse than she initially thought they would be. She hated it. She hated that her mourning had no end. She still walked around Ishgard but instead of Haurchefaunt she would run into Ser Aymeric de Borel. 

Initially she was a bit annoyed with him when they first met. She wasn’t sure why. He reminded her of someone she knew. That was all she could figure. But as the events continued and she got to know him better, she came to see him as a trusted friend. She knew someone just like him. 

She still didn’t tell anyone anything though. Alphinaud was sure something was wrong and even Thancred wanted to know. Urianger told them to hold off on asking. Especially since they had to retake Van Balsers wall.

It was then that she remembered. Remembering those she loved and lost. And who the man was that haunted her visions and nightmares. Her husband standing over her body as she died and he cried. She would forever remember the man whose one good eye shed tears as she drew her last breath. Aymeric reminded her of him.

Papaylmo’s death doesn’t hit her as hard as it does Lyse. But it did cause her to close up more as yet another person dies to keep her safe. But she takes small comfort in knowing it was for Lyse mainly. 

She isn’t sure who would believe her though. The only one she trusted to tell was Midgardsormr. The dragon knows she will self-destruct if she continues like this. 

She suffers from survivor’s guilt more so than before. She feels as though no one had to die. Especially for her. Just because she is the Warroir of Light, the slayer of false gods. She hates Hydalen for giving her such power. But is willing to see her task through. 

[ilhamiman]

Finally, I finish my demon and light warrior sides. My left is my demon side while my right is my light warrior side. In my religious culture, left hands is demon’s hand so that why my demon side is on the left. Anyway, left demon side use for revenge, giving the enemies their worst fear but never leads them to death as this side have it’s boundary unless the enemy’s soul is as dark as darkness itself so those kind of souls are allow to kill. The right light warroir side use for justice, giving the people hope and determination. It symbolize the beacon of hope, light, justice, fairness and righteous. These 2 sides are normally genderless. It’s depends of who and what gender the suitable host for the 2 to bond with. These 2 sides are need of each other to balance themselves so things wouldn’t go chaos. The host of have these sides can be the protector and the berserker, the warrior and the monster, the hope and the fear.

[thisismyrandombloooog]

I am I need of drawing assistance

Hello drawers of Tumblr I am calling opoun you becuase I need a visual on some characters in my novela. I have about 3 I am in desperate need of but I always have more. My first character is a 15 year old girl names Nekita Becker but no one calls her that (she thinks its stiff) so they call her Kita. She is pretty badass but also a little younger then a lot of the characters. She is with the antagonist at the beginning but ends up with our protagonist pretty quickly (not romanticly, just on her side). She is always smirking and looks like she had a secret. She can psychologically and physically manipulate people do to a genetic experiment (it's a bit of a long story). She is Pan (she doesnt really care who your are, she'll be attractive to anyone). She's pretty witty and is constantly going back and forth with another character (Arlow, i need a visual on him too, but one at a time). She seems think she is pretty easy going and never gets upset but she's got some serious issues (they find out as they get the know her). Ok for her visaul: She is pretty short but otherwise pretty regularly developed for a 15 year old girl. She's got big eyes, maybe green? Her skin tone is on the brink of olive but it's just to light. Longer hair, but you can draw it with short (not shorter then shoulder length though) because she eventually has is cut (long story). When the first meet her I always pictured her in a warroir type black dress. Trultle neck maybe? Somthing facey going on around the shoulders. She stands with her arms crossed and her weight in one leg a lot. there's a lot of poetic license here, I kind of just need someone to draw what they think she would look like based off of her personality and the visual guidelines. PLEASE HELP, thank you.

[purplepunk-sk8tr]

Ab Aeterno

How can something hurt so much yet feel so good? How can one endure the pain of being broken yet pick up shattered piece by shattered piece and try to put themselves back together for one reason. Is it worth it in the end to try and prevail against a dark force clawing it's way out of your own mind to escape into the harsh reality that is life. Is it worth the price one might have to pay to keep the tsunami of inner darkness trapped behind a wall of crumbling stone held down. Or is it easier to let go and let it come oozing out of their body to consume them and bring about the end of their world. how does one who yearns for the cold embrace of the reaper end up fighting against an army of thousands alone and endure the continous war raging in ones own head. Or is there a way to live harmoniously with the aphotic nature they dwell in and come out victorious as a hybrid of inky light swirled together in an endless cylce to form a dark warroir of radiance.  Everyone has an Angel. A Guardian who watches over us. We can't know what form they'll take. One day, old man. Next day, little girl. But don't let appearances fool you, they can be as fierce as any dragon. Yet they're not here to fight our battles, but to whisper from our heart. Reminding that it's us. Its everyone of us who holds power over the world we create.  Something that gives us the drive to wage the battle it takes to overcome the hardships we all might face along the road of life. forks that lead left and right. Ones that cirlce back around to the beginning and force us to redo every step we took before and harass us to conquer what once was defeated over again. Compelling us to become stronger and stronger until it is no longer a game of fighting a losing battle but a valiant attempt of conquering what once seemed to be a conflict full of deprivation and loss of hope. And finally this question, the mystery of who's story it will be. Of who draws the curtain. Who is it that chooses our steps in the dance? Who drives us mad? Lashes us with whips and crowns us with victory when we survive the impossible? Who is it, that does all of these things? Who honors those we love for the very life we live? Who sends monsters to kill us, and at the same time sings that we will never die? Who teaches us what's real and how to laugh at lies? Who decides why we live and what we'll die to defend? Who chains us? And Who holds the key that can set us free... It's You. You have all the weapons you need to win  So fight.

[megamangx]

FINAL FANTASY 14-MEGAMAN GX WARROR OF LIGHT

chapter -1-the ream reborn

megamangx was a hume and going to thallhan the desert country “are wanting you to be adventerer that is cool good luck” said an old man “thank you i will do what i can to save people and have fun” said megaman gx and he was wearing the greeen, thearmor.

he got to town and there was evil men in black robs kicking a lalafell “leave them alone you peaces of shit” megaman gx grab sword

the masked men turned around and had scary red mask “we are assians and serve the darkness this lalafell has to die” said there leader lambadelta

“not on my watch bad guys!!!!!!!” megaman gx charged buyt they where to stong “haha stupid man you weak we strong” laugh lambadelta and they leave and the lalafell had tears and look up “thank you for saving me i am the princess numneto i run thallhan come to dinner for rewards” she said

that night megamangx wented to the palace for a feast and there was rahaban and also the tory party lead by nasty smelly lalafell called lotlito “i just thinking tat we cold charge the poor people to useing tolets” he brush his mushtash.

megaman gx then saw visons of wars and there was armor roman man there and the assans too “what has hapen h ere, i can not know” megaman gx think faced

raubhan comed “you must have the gift of goddess you are WARROR OF LIGHT you need to find the scones and join them to stop the empire of garleymaid” he nodde and megamangx gotted his sword “i will find the scones of dawn and save ezora”

megaman gx gotted on his cool motorbike and drived to the wakeiing sand and knock door “i AM WARROR OF LIGHT AND WANT TO JOIN THE SCONES TO SAVE EZORA I AM COMING INSIDE NOW” and he went in and there was yoshla tancred papamotyo uringer and there leader millfina

“we have watied you destiny told you coming here and we had dreams about you now we unite to fight empire and evil assans”

but then there was darkness magic as an assan come out of a portal and grab millfina “i AM THE ASSAN NIBBLES AND I WILL NOT LET THE LIGHT SIDE MAGIC GET STRONG I AM KIDNAPPING YOUR LEADER NOW HAHAHA STUPID MEGAMAN GX” and he took out a colt and shot uringers wife “Nooo” he cry and megaman gx chased him into portal “come back you shit”

CAPTER 2-PRETOIURM RISING

megaman gx was in the dark world diemenson and fighted with nibbles who turned into his monster demon form “we will kill all the world and bring an age of eternal evil you can not stop me warroir of light give up or die trying” nibbles evil laugh

but megaman gx takened a crystal out “oh no an anti darknes stone” nibbles screamed as the light come all over and kill dead “what a fool you are assan this is ego” megaman gx smug face and picked up millfina and left back to the waking sands

there was an elf there in black armor “I am alfponose i have come to help my grand dad fighted in the war to stop primals witch want to hypnosis people to make god cults and we need to fight titan” he shied

then went to granaddada and looked for titan and did tons of sidquests and helped a drunk and a tree man and(ANOTHORS NOTE THIS PART WAS BAD AND I HATE DIT IN THE GAME)

after getting the key to titans cave they killed 100s of goblins and went in and he was there with fire and knocked other warrors of light off ledge “you will die evil primal this world is one of light and doeesn not need stupid cults” and megaman gx used ultma magic on him and he blewed up “Good work you are truely warroir of light” alphone said

outside there was magitech armoers like ff6 ones and planes and airships and bombs and solders and then there was a red man a white woman and a big guy but then the black and gold guy came “i am geius von blaster leader of empire and i hate primals to join us and we make fashcist empire an dkill all the lalafells to” he said in vader voice

“i hate primals but killing all the lalafells is going to far and faiscism is stupid and for dum people who read to much youtube” said megaman gx

gaius was real mad and shot his own solders “fuck you then die” h e said and ultma weapon missled at the scones and there was fire and death then the red man come it was nero “i will hammer you haha” he laugh but megamangx blocked witrh sword “i am leveled up now bringing it own!” he said and blasted nero with fire spells then megaman gx takened out a gunblade the GX CRYSTAL GUNBLADE

he slashed wounding nero and killinmg the big guy “we will go to pretoium base tell the allenlice leaders if they do not let the empire take over we will use magic nukes with ultma weapon true ,p pwower hahahaha” laughed guias and he gotted in his airshit and left

the scones went to the gloverment and there was pirate leader numnrino and elf leader girl “we must give up fasicism will rule us forever we can not fight it i am becoming a doomer now” said the elf lady and put a black jacket on and bean hat

“NO WE MUST FIGHT NO MATTER WHAT WILL YOU DYING LIKE THE DOGS OR WILL YOU FIGHT FOOLS THAT YOU ARES?!”? megman gx speech and they clap “we must find cid he can airship us there” said milfina and the gang nodde and went to a church

“I have no memory” said cid but they gived him some potions “i remember now guius was myu dad and i left becuse i hate fasicism come i builting you airship to fight empire” he sid

they went to pretoium and it was build tech no sciance base and had airships and lasers like terminator sky “we need to fight hard let u s win and go home to save day” megaman gx alphone all went out and kill lots of bad guys and magitech walkers

“there are too many what we do” said alphone but cib drop bombs on them “thank you cid we can gfo fight boss now” and it was the white lady “I will not let you hurt my husband” but she was easy and megaman gx used h is gunbreaker shells to blow her up “hurry we have to shtop ultma waepon” he run

in the base guius had come “tell me why you fight me i hate evil gods and reilgion church who keep people poor and stupid we need to be stong and kill the weakness and i can be the leader to do that” he said trying to convance them, thbut it did not workings

“you are a fasicist idot shut up” megaman gx sword fighted with gius then he gotted the ultma weapon out “try this insted foolish hero” he missled at him but megaman gx used FINAL BARRER magic and blocked them and cut the uyltma weapon in half as he glowed with magic power

erverything was fire as tancred was there BUT WARING EVIL ASSAN ROBS “i lambadelta have poaassessed your friends body haha” laughed lambadelta an used magic on them but megaman gx hit them real hard that tancred spat lambadelta out who returned to the darkness world “its not over i havbe more plans idiot fools”

“lets go home tancred” and megaman gx carry him back and they had a party b ecuse they stop the empire for today

CHAPTER 3 THE BETRAY

it was one week since empire loss battle and scones where building hosptals and schools but that made lolito real angry becuse he could not make money

meanwhile alphone had builded a new army of good guysc “the crytsal braves will helping to make world peace and this is isbart he is cool” said alphone “i hope we can building real peace in our time” said isbart

megaman gx did some dutys and helped people out but missed the advanters “come to dinner in your honor” said numirnmo “that shoulds fun i could eat like horse” said tancard

then went to thallan palace and ate lots of food and drink and had a good time with music “this is fun” said uringer but then the PRINCESS DIE OF POSON “it was the scones!!” shouted isbart “no that is lies we are being famed” alphone shouted

but the crystlal baves armed guns “we work for lolito now and we are going to build ancap fasicst power here like the works of ayn rand” laugh isbart as he chop randards arm off “Noooooo” he cry

“captalism has no room for the weak kill these murderers who posoned the princess” laugh lolito but then a ninja attack and help them get into the sewers “We can not escape” said yosto

but millfina used a special magic “i will get us out” and she teleported them and megaman gx was in snow with alphone “this is real bad what now”

MEANWHILE IN EVIL ASSAN ROOM LIKE ORGANIZATION 13 ROOM WITH CHAIR

elmer selch was there with the white leader man “nibbles is dead and our emepire plans have failed you fucking morons need to fix this shit” elmer pointed

lambadelta walked in “i have evil plans we are GOING TO BUILD THE CATHOLIC CHURCH IN ISHGARD AND BRING AN ARE OF SUFFERING AND PAIN AND USE IT TO MAKE WAR WITH DRAOGONS” he laughed and the other assans laughed too

to be continued in HEAVENS SWORD

[ecogoth1]

It came to me.. The world I awoke into. From Death.. Is unbalanced... as the primal inside myself. Neither evil or Good. Like the wind.. The wind carries life stories and rebirth.. There comes a time when people fear evil fear the darkness.. allowences are made concessions... The true word of the Creator Is in nature... as human kind embraced only the dark in the circle .. The light peirces through.. when stream is blocked The water finds a way around.. For our world to know balence.. Peaceful people Must be warroirs. To restore the balence.. https://www.instagram.com/p/Bv8kRY4nyh6/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1iw9p92s1qach

[zicolopes]

"HELDEN", a theatrical masterpiece about the life of Amilcar Cabral (Capeverdean freedom warroir) performed by the talented group of Art e Mais #art #theatre #play #freedom #amicalcabral #caboverde #performance #photography #power #warriors #light #silhouette #story #director #experience #zicolopes #spatialcodes

[tweltchy]

Tiny Aerith offers flowers to the Warrior of Light.

[tweltchy]

Dragoon fit, but not as stupid this time.

[tweltchy]

Man...