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@anshelmvance
Anonymously tell me your honest opinion about me. I can't reply, just publish.
do this for the drama
I see lots of talk of Osā butt so gimme somma dat.
Why the hell not.
A very few random screens from Blue Skyās event tonight. Much hilarity ensued. The mind is a fun and wonderful thing, especially when hallucinations occur.Ā
@keizora @pavpatla @cmazing @olicatblues & more.
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Quick OOC note. For each of these, I decided to, next to the category, give a brief explanation ofĀ āKeiāsā interpretation of that thing, so that her responses could be looked through that scope.Ā
ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ | Sexual AttractionĀ Ā This is more than just physical attraction for Kei. For her to be attracted to someone sexually, they need to attract her physically, and also display certain qualities or potential she holds in high esteem.Ā
ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ | Romantic AttractionĀ Ā Ā This one was actually really hard to find a good definition for, because, spoiler alert, thereās nobody out there right now she genuinely desires to pursue a romantic relationship with yet. What I decided to go with for the sake of not responding to every inquiry with one or two stars, was not howĀ āromanticallyā attracted she is to someone, but how well they exemplify the qualities she would want in a partner if she decided she did.Ā
ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ | CrushingĀ Iām leaving this one out because itās too hard to translate it into Keiās version of a crush without being to close to herĀ āRomanticā orĀ āSquishingā definitions
ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ | SquishingĀ This is quite literally just going to be how much she enjoys or desires to work with someone, which essentially the crux of her existence.Ā
ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ | Sensual AttractionĀ Ā l0lnope
Ā ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ā§ | Aesthetic AttractionĀ Ā This one needs no special definition
āAnshelm is one of the greatest men Iāve known. And I say this, not for who he was as the Millstone. Yes, the Millstone was a champion, a peerless fighter, an inspiration to all citzens of Ulādah. And of course, youād be hard pressed to find a more physically attractive man -anywhere-ā
āBut, what truly impresses me about him, more than anything else, is that even now, he continues to, without pause, without second-guessing, without despair, throw himself in the pursuit of his goals. What I respect most, isnāt just those who sit at the top of the ladder. But those who climb it. Anshelm did that, ascending to levels of near-worship from his fans that watched him at the coliseum.ā
āAnd then he was ripped from that high rung, down to crash against the earth when his arm was ripped from his body. Imagine devoting your life to a craft, honing yourself into the pinnacle of your art, your discipline, and having that taken away. So few achieve great things in life, and to do so, and just as you were reaching your peak, have that taken from you.ā
āAnd yet he still began to climb, he still shared his same goals. He understood, that he was perhaps even better equipped now to pursue what he desired, the goals that he had. His path was changed, but he didnāt falter, he accepted it, and kept walking.ā
Good write up, and well appreciated!
Oswyn had found himself caught with his coffee between two conversations at the bar, being a part of neither, so instead he had pulled out a drawing pad, set it down, and just started drawing what was directly in front of him. In this case, it was Nhaji and her new hair.
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Shortly after the Leve had finished and all the adrenaline had drained from the company proper, everyone gone their seperate ways, Oswyn had sat with Pav, idly chatting with her as she drank away the memory of the nightās events. Oswyn, however, wasnāt in the mood for forgetting, rather working to recall what he had seen during the fight. Vance standing tall against the beasts of the Burning Wall. They werenāt always on the best terms, but he honestly admired the manās strength and experience. He puts what he can remember to his drawing pad, and as the night goes on, he finishes and forgets the pad on the bar of the Villa, distracted by both sleepiness and conversation.
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THE GREAT GARLEAN CONSPIRACY: THE TRUTH BEHIND THE EMPIRE THAT NEVER EXISTED!
There is no mistaking the might of the Garlean Empire. Theyāve invaded numerous lands, destroyed countless families, and even brought down the lesser moon of Dalamud and changed the history of Eorzea forever. Or did they?Ā
The Crucible has come across disturbing evidence that the Garlean empire we know and fear today is nothing more than a long-running sham! Any supposed āGarleansā you have ever met are actors! We were tipped off when we intercepted a Garlean broadcast which ended with the oh-so-recognizable and dreadful mantra: ā'Til Sea Swallows All!ā
This conspiracy predates the current regime of the festering cesspit that blemishes Vylbrand today. It predates the violent patricide committed by so-called āAdmiralā Merlwyb Blowfishwin. The treacherously violent madwoman had already made a name for herself as a con artist by telling people about her mad crewās travels to places like the imaginatively-named āNew Worldā, a name which, incidentally, is yet another of Merlwybās impressive list of blatant lies. The only thing she actually did manage to do is efficiently and brutally murder every undisciplined sea whelk of a man who tried to stop her, and robbing innocent and undefended ships belonging to honest, hard-working merchants trying to honor Nald. It was after pillaging, massacring and scuttling one such ship that the shrewd con artist realized that if the crime spree continued forever, eventually the rest of Eorzea would rise as one and smash their pathetic island home to bits (as they so richly deserved). The solution was, to her, obvious.
In her travels she once came across a stretch of barren, empty land which signs identified as āGarlemaldā. This empty waste was the remnants of what once had been a promising young nation, who had through hard work and ingenuity crafted magnificently powerful technology. The downside, as they learned too late, was that by draining all the ceruleum from the land to fuel their āMagitekā engines, the land itself was doomed to wither and die, and the Garleans with it. It was a sad story and an archaeological wonderland, a somber monument to the folly of man and a place of great potential for learning. Merlwyb returned with a fleet, took everything that wasnāt nailed down and could fit aboard and completely atomized the rest of the civilization to cover her tracks. When she returned to Limsa, she ordered her top āscientistsā to reverse-engineer the equipment they had stolen.
Her efforts met a snag when it turned out the closest thing Limsans have to scientists are ale brewers, and so she kidnapped the best scientific minds of UlāDah and ordered them at gunpoint to get to work. This was where the āReaperā tank design comes from - you can tell itās a Limsan design thatās half-finished because the driver has no protection from enemy fire.
When she made her plans clear to her father, the standingĀ āAdmiralā of Limsa Lominsa, he recognized how mad his daughter had become and tried to stop her. She executed him on the spot, without even the typical Limsan pretense of a trial, and declared that the Garlean Empire were a menace to Eorzea that must be stopped and that she had executed her father because he wanted to defect to them.
Honestly, the Limsan attempts at deception are childish at best. The so-calledĀ āGarleanā armyās color scheme is black and red - the same as the Maelstromās. TheĀ āGarleansā use weapons which are, to the last, part-gun - and Limsa Lominsa was the first city to come to rely on guns (because they were the ones who stole the technology in the first place). The sea raids (cover for continuing to rob innocents blind), the ācastraā (treasure hoards and places to disappear dissidents and those who know too much), the airships (a way to pioneer a new realm in which to commit piracy and murder), all of it comes down to Limsan lies, with their albino puppetmaster holding the strings.
You thought it was a coincidence all Garleans are supposed to have white hair, a trait Merlwyb herself showcases? And what distinguishesĀ āGarleansā from the rest of us? Three eyes? Please. Have you ever, in your life, seen anything with three eyes? Or something with an eye that looks like a marble cheaply implanted in the forehead? (This is, of course, preciselyĀ what they reallyĀ are.) No. Garleans are a lie crafted by Limsa Lominsa.
And hereās where it gets far more sinister.
The obvious question to ask, upon being confronted with this mountain of irrefutable evidence, is that of the lesser moon, Dalamud. If Garleans didnāt call it to destroy us all, then what actually happened?
Well.
As it turns out, Merlwyb has Kan-E-Senna and Raubahn Aldynn in her pocket, and for a conspiracy this massive there are many, many hands involved. Naturally, there were many good souls (mostly Ulādahn) who wanted to stand up and, in defiance of orders, declare the truth. These people were told that at the Carteneau Flats, there would be a conference where everyone would discuss their ideas publicly and openly for how to best dissolve the lie.
Then Merlwyb dropped the damned moon on them!
If a high-tech civilization of fanciful power actually existed - one with overwhelming air superiority and martial supremacy - why didnāt they just bomb the tents of the leaders of each city to dust? Why didnāt they just shoot them from malms away? Thatās what an actual army of that level of qualifications would do.
Only the Limsans could bungle things this bad.
Minaji MajiĀ would like to clarify that while Raubahn Aldynn is an Ala Mhigan in cahoots with a foreign nation abusing his wrongfully-earned position of power, she wholeheartedly supports Her Royal Majesty, the Syndicate proper and Raubahnās incredibly attractive and delightfully single son Pippin, who cannot be blamed for his fatherās unforgivable crimes.
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Shit, weāve been found out
CAN. NOT. BREATHE.
Reblog this if I have permission to come into your askbox IC at any point if my muse has a question for yours.
Why the heck not!
Dicking around with paint. Not done but letās be honest Iām not going to finish. (Ayyyy.)
Oswyn-Yesterday at 2:22 PM
āTHE HILLS ARE ALIIIIIIVE, WITH THE SOUND OF MURDERā
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AKA Ask Kei Anything
Anons welcome, for the rest of the day Kei or her player will answer any and all questions without technically lying and with some version of the truth.
Follower Giveaway! Also random Musings!
Warning, random Kei rambling ahead.Ā
So, when I first made a tumblr, it was mostly due to peer-pressure and people constantly asking why I didnāt have one for Kei. Iām really bad at this whole social media thing, most of my interaction is and always will be in-game and through rp. I was surprised to find out people are actually visiting this page, especially considering my strict policy on being very tight-lipped about Kei ooc. Iāll be stating to be more active, starting with a very personal story for her Iām posting tonight or tomorrow, but anyways, on the important stuff.
I want to start by reflecting on my entrance into the RP scene. Aroundā¦February of last year, a friend who had been a long time roleplayer convinced to to transfer to Balmung with them and give it a try. I had no experience in role-play or writing at all. Naturally, that friend stopped playing two days later, leaving me in the purgatory of knowing nothing or nobody. I did, what many people do when they donāt know where to go. I walked around Ulādah.Ā
Now, even today, if you walk around the city, youāll see dozens of people standing about. (And weāre not talking about the thirsty ones put that aside for the sake of this story). There are so many people out there desperately looking for rp. I was knew, I didnāt know what to do, how to approach, or even what my character was like. But I wanted to learn. This, was how Keiās concept started.
Many of you that know me, know how strict I am about not giving IC information oocly. I rarely even mention or talk about RP I or Kei has done. Things sheās done people sheās worked with. That all started from my initial creation of her. You see, I wanted to learn how to rp, what makes good rp, how the experiences can be meaningful and trigger an emotional response in the character. But for that, I needed to interact with other characters. And so, here I was, new to the server, looking for people, and I decided something.
I decided, that one of the core concepts for my character, would that she would be able to approach anyone, anywhere, every time. Itās that simple. Those of you who have interacted with Kei, know sheās very up front. She wants to profit from you, and sheās going to find out how. How she and you can work together for mutual benefit.
One of the first people I met on the server, was this guy who sat me down, and talked to me about the adventurers guild. For hours and hours and hours he explained the significance of what the guild does for Eorzea. I looked at the guild, at the variety of the leves they offered, and realized, that a character who acts as anĀ āindependent ālevemateā of sorts, could have justification for interacting with almost anyone.Ā
The rest is history.
ON TO THE PRESENT.
When myself @pavpatla and @cmazing started Blue Sky Ventures, @bsventures. What we wanted most of all, was to create a stage for excellent characters to express themselves and develop. Good rp doesnāt take anything more than throwing characters into a room and seeing what happens. All you need is a hook to get you started. Thatās what we made the levedesk for. I have many friends, acquaintances, who tell me how hungry for rp there are, but how hard it is to find. Thereās some weird sort ofā¦barrier to entry. When everyone is afraid to approach or start something, or know where to begin, you can see how that makes this sort ofĀ āself-fulfilling prophecyā. We wanted to make that hook, where even if we had focused, character driven storylines within the fc, the Vista could act like a Quicksand, a Drowning Wench, or a Carline Canopy, connecting people be it IC or through our OOC ls even if they werenāt in the FC.
SO SHAMELESS SELF-ADVERTISEMENT COME STOP BY OR TALK TO ME @pavpatla OR @cmazing
GIVEAWAY INFO
Now, for what most of you actually care about. In the spirit of what I wrote above, rather than giving awayĀ āsomethingā, Iād figure Iād do the only thing Iām somewhat competent at. Being Kei. So, one follower, at the end of this week, will be approached and offered to beĀ āKeiādā. What does that mean? Basically, it means that, Iāll design a leve or event specific to your character. An Adventure of sorts to accomplish something that they want. It could be solo, with a group of friends, or inv along some of the BS crew. For example, say your character is some kind of artisan that requires some kind of rare material. Weāll arrange an escort mission so you can go fetch it. Decide you want to capture and tame a wild chocobo? We can do that. Want to explore an Amdapori, Silādihn, Nymian, Mhacian ruin? We can do that. Essentially, whatever drives your character, Iāll design an adenture around that for you and your friends.
If the person RNG has chosen isnāt interested, weāll figure out something else and Iāll roll again UNTIL SOMEONE ACTUALLY DECIDES THEY WANT THIS.
Now, Iāve rambled for a while, but very quickly I wanted to give a shoutout to @pavpatla and @cmazing. Those two are the true backbone of this FC, and basically have the monumental task of working hard and keeping my eccentric ass in check. I couldnāt ask for better partners and friends, and you really should go stalk the fuck out of them ic and ooc. @pavpatla has posted some excellent work, but the truly beautiful things she does are all in game, so hunt her down. As for @cmazing Absolutely sensational writer and world-builder, and maybe if enough people pester him on tumblr heāll start sharing his talents with the world more.Ā
And of course, make sure to check out the rest of the BSventures crew atĀ https://bsventures.tumblr.com/membersĀ Each and everyone of them is wonderful and deserves to have their work seen. Iād talk about you all in detail, but Iām gonna save that forā¦a thing -steeples -fingers-
Thanks for listening to my BS
-Kei
*Feelings of flattery intensify.*
Follow all of these people if you don't already. They're really fantastic, and true assets to the server and community.
Loose Ends
(Maintenance writing. While itās not a sequel, this involves some heavy references to this short story. Also dark/violent. Enjoy and all that jazz.)
āDo you think weāll be forgiven?ā He was staring up at her through pained, tattooed eyes, and her grip on his throat tightened. Blood spilled over the trembling hand, and she hissed.
āThis is a fate coming for all of us.ā
No one had thought much of the old man, not with a wound like that. From La Noscea to Thanalan they questioned, confident he had bled out in the caverns. And so on with their lives they went, continuing to fall in and out of routine, of love, of peace of mind. With the weeks went the memories of their faces, put finally to rest, deep in the wrinkles of her subconscious where not even dreams dared trespassāuntil Xev had spotted him in Limsa.
It was only right she pay him a visit.
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I love battle couples ok.
Fighting side by side. Trusting each other completely. Trying to protect each other. Casual banter in the middle of a fight. Their teamwork. Sparring each other to keep their skills sharp. Getting uncontrollably angry if the other gets hurt. Kissing each other when theyāre victorious.
I seriously have a thing for battle couples.
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<3 No one I would rather be fighting back to back with
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This is absolutely a favorite of mine, as well. Ā Very good stuff!
Memories
It could have been a simpler mission. It would have been a simpler mission, if not for her stumble. It cost them time, and the health of one of her companions; not his life, thank the Twelve, but⦠Still. They didnāt even kill all their targets before they were forced to withdraw - And him. Why was he there? What involvement did he have in it? He was obviously working with the Imperials, he was there when they attacked. He had dealings with them in the past, right? The details were hazy. Then again, so was about half the mission for her.
(( This is a (delayed) story detailing the events of a mission from @bsventures that happened a couple days back! Goodness knows why it took a 2-day Maintenance for me to actually go ahead and write this up, Iāve been wanting to since the mission finished! Either way, the story itself is below the Read More. Quick warning though; this story contains some darker themes. The main source of this will be in italics part-way through the story, so if you want to avoid it, the rest of the story will still make relative sense. ))
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The Hunted
It began as a simple hunting mission, a trip to Eastern La Noscea to thin some of the creatures that seemed to appear in greater numbers than the season prior. Nāhara should have realized it wasnāt going to stay like that.
He had been put in a group with three others, Pavāati leading, an armored miqoāte named Val, and a one-armed highlander named Anshelm. Their targets were a flock of pelicans, but the four of them were the real targets.
When the four had engaged upon the birds, arrows had shot out from the nearby cliffside, raining down upon them. The group managed to survive with not too much injury, yet events only got worse as the archers sicked bandersnatches on them while continuing to fire at them. When the bandersnatches seemed to be defeated, a roegadyn wearing garlean armor joined the fray.
Their armored opponent, coupled with the archers, worked to lay waste to the group, none of them seemingly able to pierce the manās armor, and without any form of actual fist weapons, Nāharaās body-activated punches did little to damage him. The amount of injury his body was sustaining, several arrow wounds and cuts, the slice from an axe that he barely dodged, and a blast of fire shot directly into his face, overloaded his root. With his root burnt out of aether, his wounds began to flow and wear on him.
Anshelm had been knocked unconscious by one of the bandersnatches. Val was defeated by the roegadyn blasting a fireball into his face just as heād done Nāhara.
Neither Pavāati or Nāhara could guard against the final blast of fire than the roegadyn threw at the two of them. Nāhara succumbing to darkess even before his beaten and bloodied body hit the groundā¦
Featuring @bsventures, @pavpatla, @anshelmvance, @its-the-val-pal
Done gone and attempted some eye edit/paint.
This is so pretty!
Portrait of @keizoraĀ ās Au Ra Raen cutie!Ā