Broken Piece from Tuchanka

Eath of Gelac clan. If you want to talk make it quick. I have an important job to attend to and plants don't benefit from idle chit-chat. ((independant female krogan OC rp blog.))

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[okay I'm done spamming. sorry about that.]

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Piccola Scantilla vs. RP

theGelaceath, Gelaceath, PSeath

Mamieshepard Askmamashep

askdovahkriid

iihen

I have no idea why I linked two of Eath’s inactive blogs but whatev. ‘scuse me as I spam my rp blogs with this.

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Krogan as she should be.

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Dolls

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Character Roulette, Various versions I’ve made of one character

The Gelaceath Piccola Scantilla > Eve Bartlett || Demon Gorge > Samael || Tera > Eath || Aion > EathGelac || tES > 3 || Mass Effect > Gelac Eath

Evidence that I really hate myself. Photomanips really just aren’t my thing. Eath’s face was made painting w/ Airi Suzuki’s face. [x] [x] [x]

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[drew krogans while I was at the vets]

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ask-karnesh-the-krogan replied to your post: ask-karnesh-the-krogan replied to your post: HOW…

Just imagine them both glaring at each other.

What could possibly go wrong

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because Karnesh and Krogan isn’t so good.

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[Anti-krogan krogan socializing]

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[I've been writing for Eath's other counterparts and I really really want to bring her back because she's such a sweetie but Eath covers that up in so much self-defensive anger that makes her so hard to play idk what I'm doing. wow.]

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today I did nothing but sleep and work on a new theme for Eath hurp

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[ahahahaha I HAVE managed to update my blog. But not it's like 1:23 am and ain't nobody on. whoops. soon tho. soon.]

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Krogan woman with Revenant by ~Nissun

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Livestream concepts

Ashe Miller Ashley Williams, Alys Taro Tali’Zorah, Girhys Kavan Garrus Vakarian

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[reblogging here for the was-not-up-insanely-late crew]

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[human Eath 'cause idk]

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((Eath and her boys. Because baby krogans make me happy and mama Eath makes me happier.))

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The child made from darkness melted upon the world. From its sludge crawled out bones and guts that would become creatures of unspeakable shapes and sizes. They had no souls and so were damned with nothing but the sin that lays in flesh and fear. For these are the only thing the Gelaceath knows and she laid within them now as a shadowed creature with golden eyes.

I am a monster of the worst kind. I am born and my parents are robbed of the child they had hoped and dreamed of. Some of them still try to love me, others take it upon themselves to rid the world of me once again. Those who pity me will pay for their mercy in blood.

Sometimes I’m let grow to be thirteen. That’s when I change and the dae come to find me. Vile creatures who would only want me dead if I was not more valuable to them alive and simply broken. So it is the people around me who suffer. Parents, siblings, friends, and anybody whose pain would mean another scar into my being. And then I break and become the monster inside me. Reality tears around me and the dae are free to feast upon as many people who become trapped within.

But sometimes they fail. They press to hard and my body dies with the trauma. Sometimes the Holy Order or someone else finds me and punishes me for being bad. And then sometimes my sister will come and save me. Then I can maybe live another happy thirteen years.

Despite how many people hate me and how many people would kill me, I love this world. There are so many beautiful things here. All the woods and deserts and all the cities and waters. The kindness people are capable of, even if it’s not meant for me, is such a precious thing. It’s worth it to suffer if I can see these things again.

I want to know what it’s like to graduate from school. To find a job and make a wage. To find love and make children. And sometimes I am lucky enough to find these. But they rot in my fingers. I don’t want to hurt anyone anymore. If it is my death that is needed to protect this world than please deliver to me.

But I beg that it be just once and no more.