I don't wish to be used.

-not again" [Independent Fire Emblem OC blog. Art is not mine unless otherwise stated. Please be sure to read the about (Roster Log) page, and the Verses (Different Versions) page. All info should be there.]

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Lots of updates!

So! There is this beautiful scenario that happened. What is it, you may ask? Well, I will tell you, dear friends!

After school started, my work place decided to continuously call me in. They did this repeatedly to the point I got sick.

Then, a few weeks into classes, Irma decided to come crashing into our area like a kool-aid man wannabe.

Which then led to school being postponed, and ultimately me losing my job because I evacuated from a mandatory evacuation zone.

So now, job hunting endlessly, dealing with the government and unemployment, dealing with the possibility of going to court against my former employers, I am swamped.

Tumblr is a bit... Difficult for me to access currently. I am mostly on my phone, now, and I don't like replying on my phone.

So... Skype is where I will be until the situation either gets better or school let's up a bit instead of the super-cram hyper-jam post-hurricaine bullshit.

.... And that's the gist of what is going on with me.

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[sorry for inactivity. My job has decided to continuously call me in, while I am battling illness. I do have the starters written, just not posted. It may be a little bit until I can. Sorry.]

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I am working on the starters! Sorry, but I also have to get ready to help my grandpa--- I’LL BE BACK ASAP WITH THEM STARTERS, PROMISE!

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beloved-death:

“Other than being sleep deprived? Yeah. I thought this was your blood considering how you run around barefoot all the time.” He sighed and sat next to the prince who’s attention was occupied by a flawless white flower. “Do you know what that flower is little prince?” He asked rhetorically “The most beautiful weed in the world. It likes to grow among crops, where it stands proud and wilts everything around it. At the end of it’s life cycle it stands upon a circle of death. It then ejects its seeds into the wind and dies before your eyes.” Like his people…

“My blood?” He blinked a little bit before checking the bottoms of his feet and trying to see if they were cut at all, but he didn’t remember feeling any pain or anything. “No, it isn’t mine. I wasn’t hurt.” He thought it was odd that the other had found blood, but he also didn’t really wish to think about the other possibilities it may have been. “But... even weeds have a right to grow. This one is quite beautiful. And to some people, they are the most important thing. I know miss Sumia would really like a flower like this. Weed or not, it’s still a flower, and it still helps the bees, and the butterflies.” He pointed out with a wide smile. “So even something that can hurt others... can also help out as well.”

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grimahearted:

     Oh, she’s worried by the way he flinches away from her touch, no matter how quickly he recovers and buries himself into her chest instead, the way he clings tighter than she’s ever felt him, the way he chokes out his words between sobs. She hates that she can do nothing but trace patterns across his back and whisper platitudes of how everything will be all right in the hopes that they might bring even the smallest of comforts. 

       “Ciaran, darling…” You’re scaring me, she wants to say, but she bites her tongue before those words can escape her mouth. “I know you won’t,” she says instead. “And while I might not know what exactly you mean by him, I promise you I won’t allow it to happen without a fight, either.”

That reassurance, that was all he needed currently, and slowly, he started to calm down, but he still felt like there was something else there, something just beneath the surface that he didn’t quite understand as to what had happened. Why... out of all the things that he could remember, why did he have to remember that Grima overtook his mother’s body in order to resurrect? He hated it so much, but he couldn’t let her know the full extent of everything. He merely pulled away just enough to wipe his eyes, and fix his glasses.

“I know... I know you will... you’ll... you’ll put up a really... a really big fight... and... and we’ll win. We’ll definitely beat him.” He murmured, as if he were trying to convince himself that it was going to happen. He couldn’t just give up like this... he couldn’t let it beat him, not when everyone was trying so hard... so very hard. They could do it. He knew it in his heart that they could do it. “You... really are the greatest, mom. You always seem to know exactly what to say.”

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crimsontigerlord:

     Calming down at last, he wiped out the dust from his clothes using his hands, then his stare fixated upon the young male in front of him. Watching the way way he was distraught, crying and of course, confused. He seemed to have a hard time to say the right words. Not that Sun Quan would blame him, this was way too sudden and happened out of nowhere.

     He spoke at last after a while. “I have my reasons for saving you, yes. And it may not look like it but I have seen you in the past, and sometime inside me just couldn’t allow you to die.”

     Saving someone you apparently didn’t know would be considered foolish and reckless. Especially from someone like Sun Quan, but like he said, the young lord has his own reasons for that. Even if they weren’t immediately valid.

     “You know who I am too, isn’t it? So, we know each other, at least, each other’s names. Isn’t that more than just a coincidence?”

“You... you have?” That confused him, but at the same time, he knew it to be true, especially from the way the other was a... somewhat familiar face. He knew he had met him before, but at the same time, he couldn’t remember much outside of a hazy dream. Everything about him seemed to be clouded in uncertainty, and he was confused as to what was real or what was fake.

“Uhm... p-partially. I mean... I have an idea, but... I’m not too certain about it.” He admitted before shifting a bit and trying to look and see if they were still in danger, or if they could go back to... wherever. “I-I mean I know your name and all, but other than that, It’s kinda really fuzzy so I’m not entirely certain?” He admitted before shifting a bit and then pushing the door open a bit.

“I think it’s safe to leave now... I don’t hear them at all.” He pointed out, though he did wince a bit with the arrow wound that still rendered his left arm immobile for the time being. “I... should still be able to use my tome, though. So... don’t worry too much about that.”

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I don’t know if I should continue the threads from the summer scramble event since I kinda got sucked into work... and with the event ended, I feel they might be better off left alone.

SO INSTEAD THIS IS A STARTER CALL! LIKE FOR A STARTER! 

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He has become one with the floor of sand. The mental exhaustion of dealing with Risen and Grima took its toll.

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thewanderingtacticianyuki:

Yuki lets out an exhausted sign as he flops face first on the sand. Seeing Versions or himself and his sister that gave into the darkness was a draining experience. Not to mention fighting all those Risen. The Poor Tactician simply falls asleep in the sand.

He fully understands how the other feels currently, and takes his beach towel to put it over the other as a blanket of sorts before falling back on the sand next to him. This experience definitely wouldn’t have brought good memories back for either of them.

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uncontrollablepandemonium:

Friends. That was the magic that can still save this day. The prince gave him a smile, dye to everyone being​ separated it was hard to know if everyone was alright! But Owain knew that damage and anyone wounded would be able to live, this was everyone’s time to shine, and to show everyone no matter what realm everyone is from-they can succeed with their team work!

“Thank you my friend! Make sure you watch out yourself! I rather not my Levi Sword end up hitting you if, you get to close to a risen! Let us both do our best, and win this battle for the heroes!”

“It’s the least I can do after what they did to our future!” He pointed out before switching to a Thoron tome instead, and readying up the magic beneath his hand as he glared at the risen and unleashed the large bolt of electricity at the closest one. “I have range as well, so don’t worry about me!” He told the other before dodging to the left just enough to avoid a risen’s attack, then counter with another blast of electricity, leaving that particular one a charred crisp. “The great hero princes, Owain and Ciaran, will destroy any Risen we come across! Right?”

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beloved-death:

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“Little prince I don’t understand you. You get lost so easily and yet you seem to consciously wander off quite often.” Eriquira approached the prince, noticeably tired from tracking him across the woods. On the trail he had found blood, presumably Ciaran’s. “By the way, did you step on something?” He holds up two fingers with recently dried blood on them.

“Huh?” He blinked a bit as he looked over at the other. He had been kneeling down in front of a flower, just observing it for the long time, and drawing it in his notebook as well. Though hearing he wandered far off, he wasn’t too surprised, really, but just shut his eyes for a second. “No? I don’t think so.” He replied before looking over and tilting his head. “Are you okay? Is that blood?”

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uncontrollablepandemonium:

Surrounded in the boardwalk was an understatement. Owain felt his sword hand twitch as he cut down a few risen, but only to have more appear. Everyone was scattered and without a doubt he was foolish to fight on a giant group by himself, but that was Owain for you.

“No way can I give up just yet, even with my true identity revealed. I, Odin Dark, am Owain- son of Princess Lissa, Prince of Ylisse in the future! I shall smite all of you risen down even with my last breath!”

“OWAIN! BEHIND YOU!” The call was quick as he swung around with the water gun, and a few paint-filled balloons as he threw them straight at the risen behind the other, at least to distract them enough since he didn’t exactly have a sword of his own that he brought... but he did have his tome. Well, a few tomes... but magic was risky here-

Still he ran over so he was at least covering the other enough to help aid in the escape, and tip the scales as he readied the next shot.

“I have your back!”

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aemtochter:

“Oh…”

She felt a pang of sympathy for the boy- she knew that kind of life, and knew it was never a fun one. Having to live your days in fear was no way for a child to live, and even though this young man was clearly around her age something about him seemed more innocent, kinder.

“Well, th-then, we’ll just have to find a lot of games for you to take home with you!” Try to make a negative positive- nice try, Aradia.

“D-don’t worry too much about it. I mean... now I get to experience a lot of it, so... it’s... it’s alright! Plus the actual me that is born will have a good life, and learn all the things I didn’t, so it’s okay!” He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as he shifted in place and thought about what she was saying.

“You’re right! Games and ice cream to bring back!”

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a-healing-breeze:

“Yeah, I think I will. Thanks for the advice.” Mist nodded and stowed the food inside her bag, planning to toss it in the trash when she returned to her lodging. It was best to be safe than sorry. 

“May I ask your name?” She asked with a smile, extending her hand in greeting. “My name is Mist, by the way. I hope you’ve been enjoying the beach.” 

“Not at all. I mean... We’re all supposed to be having a good time, right?” He pointed out before looking down at her hand, then back up in confusion. At least, however, her name rang a bell.

“Wait... Mist? As in... God-slayer Ike’s little sister Mist? The same Mist that healed thousands with a single swing of the stave?!” He was utterly amazed by that before his smile grew, and he bowed his head properly. “It’s really nice to meet you! Unless we met before, in which case, I’m sorry for forgetting. But... then you would know my name... Unless you forgot it too. In either case my name is Ciaran of Ylisse!”

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“Ah, volleyball. It’s so interesting! The way people can spike, the way they help their teammates, it really just warms the-”

“Wait.... Are those-?”

He INSTINCTIVELY JUST CUTS DOWN THE NEAREST RISEN LIKE IT IS SECOND NATURE, then bolts to try and find the others.

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uncontrollablepandemonium:

“I am fine young hero! I must show my burn marks with pride!” After all being set on fire and spiking is very hard to do.

“E-erm... I’m no hero, really... But... I can say that did look really cool at least! It was like a Flying Firefly Smash!” He smiled before at least holding out an elixir to the other. “And you have another match again soon, don’t forget... I’m sure you’ll want to be a hundred and ten percent ready for it!”

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uncontrollablepandemonium:

“Wait we won!? We did it!?”

“CONGRATULATIONS! But you look kinda hurt... do you want an ice pack? I can go get one for you!”