Radiant Brilliance

"Soon we must all face the choice between doing what is right and doing what is easy." Independent Reeve Tuesti roleplay account. Selective. Multiship. Tag: inspiredinventions Icons to crimson-sun and omoto.

[inspiredinventions]

I get a lot of feelings about kid Reeve because he is literally the only Inspire in the FF7 universe. Can you imagine how crazy that is?? Imagine how he must have felt when he one day accidentally brought something to life?? Like maybe a toy? How freaked out he must have been??

“MUM- DAD– MISS FLOPPY IS TALKING–”

And at first his parents would just brush it off. “Oh? That’s nice Reeve. We’re eating in five minutes. Do wash up love.” But then when they saw Reeve toddle in with his little stuffed rabbit walking after him they’d probably scream—

[tumblunni]

Reeve has so much cool plot potential, its a shame the games never went into his backstory, or even a clear explanation of how his powers work >_< I don’t know if the Inspire thing is even meant to be canon to the final version, wasn’t that mentioned in development stuff in the Ultimania? Before I read fansites I just assumed Cait Sith was an AI, or Reeve controlled him using some robotic technology instead of being an ordinary doll brought to life through magic. The game really wasn’t clear about that! (Then again the english translation sucked, lol)

[splinteredstar]

What is or is not canon in ff7 is - complex, so, really, whatever version you  like best.

I agree he’s criminally underused, though.

[inspiredinventions]

I read the tags and wanted to say I agree on the AI part. I really feel he’s best as a mechanic engineer, especially in the creation of animatronics. If he wasn’t just your average electrician/architect for Shinra I imagine he would have been the guy that grew up to invent robots to help disabled people or something of the like. He probably doesn’t think he can do it, and is afraid of not having a steady stream of employment, so treats his gifts as a sort of hobby or pastime. I do like to think that the ‘magic’ (I use the term lightly) of being an Inspire is one that eventually fades, and he’s not bringing things to life as much more as he’s giving them little parts of his own personality. 

[inspiredinventions]

i have no memory of this place

[inspiredinventions]

        “Now then... I simply have to input the XLM transmitter... Perhaps it’ll             encode in the digital port. Then again, it might override the solid state                    XHTML internet and that could potentially override the GB transmitter....”

[sanguinesaint]

    ( On your head then. ) 

    Which was both figuratively and literally speaking as the tie in question was actualy wrapped around the commissioner’s head at the moment. ( Wasn’t this as well the same case as last time? ) I gave myself a wry shake of head. Ruddy gaze inspected briefly his form before I decided to accept his invitation. “I suppose that would depends….” 

    “In some setting, it might not be so much of a job at all. What are you having?”

[inspiredinventions]

“You know, I’m not quite sure.” 

       He glanced down at his glass, coming to the conclusion that it must have been scotch or something. Whatever it was, he was rather enjoying it. Most of the times at these parties, he hardly strayed from his usual sherry, or glass of champagne. Tonight, he thought he might have a bit of fun! Contessa had already locked up the lab and he had a car waiting for him whenever he decided to go home. For now, he was content enough to share a drink with an old friend. 

      “I’m guessing it’s scotch. Or, bourbon perhaps. Whatever it is, I’m certainly                      enjoying it! Please, Vincent. Join me. It’ll be my treat.”

[inspiredinventions]

"If I leave one day, will you come and look for me...?" The question was figurative, and out of the blue. Perhaps it was just the forlorn and lifeless setting of his office that has prompted it, or maybe it was simply how the sun's vermilion shading seemed to be quickly receding into the skyline. The question was asked nevertheless, and despite how claret orbs may not have glanced back, the answer was awaited.

           “Whatever do you—” 

    And Reeve is gawping. Mouth open, words completely gone. Memories flash, various images of their time together. He thinks of the first time they met. He’d been looking through Cait Sith of course, and Vincent had been a towering figure of red a black, something quite frightening, but when Reeve looked at him, he only saw someone that looked so very lost. He thinks of their time on the road together. Then, the first time they met face to face. Their association in the WRO. Their small talks and walks whenever either had a moment to spare. When it came down to it all, Reeve considers Vincent among his closest friends. One of the only people he really, truly trusts. The question comes as such a shock to him, because Valentine has become such an important part of his life now, that imagining one without him was unthinkable. 

            “Of-- Of course I would!” Cool composure gone with, he stumbles over              the words, somewhat angry yes, but mostly distressed. How could Vincent              think anything else? After everything they’d been through. “I care deeply              for you, you ruddy fool! From your archaic cape--- to your ridiculous shoes.             I’d run myself ragged trying to find you, exhaust all my resources just to             make sure you were fine. I--.... I consider you my friend, Vincent. And if             there’s something I treasure above all things in this world... It’s friends like you.”

[inspiredinventions]

That's dirty, Vincent

Reeve: and yes you should kneel

Reeve: for many reasons

Vincent: YOU SLY CAT

Reeve: but mostly because then I could hug you properly

Vincent: The one time I was kneeling, I remember that it wasn't for a hug

Vincent: U_U

Vincent: [ wink wonk nudge nudge ]

Vincent: lmao

Vincent: [ just crouch slightly then ]

Reeve: that was very... Very dirty Vincent

Vincent: I was picking up something for Luc

Reeve: .....

Reeve: Nevermind

Vincent: The floor was a bit uncleaned, I will admit.

Reeve: [ cough ]

Vincent: [ troll's laughter ]

Reeve: [ louder coughing ]

Vincent: What did you think I meant?

Vincent: 8)

Reeve: ......

Reeve: Nothing

Reeve: I'll just

Reeve: [ retreats back into workshop ]

[inspiredinventions]

Unmanly screaming

[evil-robot-cat]

I found this while searching through a box of old paintings. It’s a collab I did with Fawx a few years ago.  Still beautiful!  <3

[inspiredinventions]

What happens when you do drunk science Reeve?

“Oh you know… quite a bit actually. Most of what you’d expect. One time I crafted a device that flew and shot hot pieces of toast to anyone that said the word paprika. Thankfully though, my access from the lab is revoked when I am anything but sober. I tend to slip into my accent when I’m frightfully drunk and most everything I’ve programmed responds to my voice. Can’t quite understand me when I’m babbling like a highlander you see.”

[inspiredinventions]

Full version of Reeve's 'A friend like me???'

Well Rufus ShinRa had them fearsome Turks,       Cait Sith has got endless lives.But Master! You’re in luck because you got perks!       You have me with SCIENCE that never lies!

You got the WRO in your corner now,      Some heavy ammunition from Vin. You got some SLASH and CUT, KICKASS and POW!       See all you gotta do is walk on in,

                         And I’ll say~

Mister Cloud Strife sir,       What will your fortune be? Let Cait sit you down, spin you around.       You really never had a friend like me.

                        NO NO NO NO~

Life is your battle now,       And I’m the comic relief.C’mon Vincent show Cloud what angsting is about,       You really never had a friend like me.

Yes Strife I pride myself in helping out,       Making people safe all over the place!Say what you want, it’s yours don’t pout!       How about putting a smile on that face?

Don’t worry about the past right now,       I’ll do my best to show you how.You really can, I’ll help you man.       You really never had a friend like me.

So don’t just sit there moping, get on up!      Cait Sith and I are on your side. No more spying, lying—  or trying to be Zack the Pup       You have a genie now so enjoy the ride!

It’s in my job right now to help you out,       So what you wish I really would like to know. I’ll bet you have a list that’s 5 miles long, no doubt.       But it’s simple, just rub like so— and oh!

Mister Cloud Strife sir,       Have a wish or two or three.  We’re on the case, so we’ll make haste.       You really never had a friend, never had a friend.

You really never had a friend, never had a friend.              You really, never.   Had a. Friend, like. Me!

[sanguinesaint]

“And where is your tie exactly?” So what if this man (sort of) want to see how this entire event is going to unfold? Curiosity and inquisitive mind often come together after all. 

[inspiredinventions]

“I don’t quite know. Hopefully tying something. Ties should do that you know. That’s their job.” He waved for another drink, patting the seat next to him, signalling the raven to sit down with him. “Would you like something, Vincent?”

[sanguinesaint]

“Orange…what?”

[inspiredinventions]

“Honestly, I’m just as confused as you are. Some people don’t watch the telly. I happen to be one of them.”

[inspiredinventions]

“Nooo, no. M’fine. Certainly can have a few more! Not a party until I’ve lost my tie and one shoe, don’t you know?” He says this as he finishes another martini, smiling widely at his companion for the evening. 

      “And I’ve still both-- Or... Perhaps not... I seem to have misplaced my tie. Again.”

[inspiredinventions]

continued from this

 “It was a joke, Vincent.” 

      Warm, brown eyes found crimson, mirth sparkling in their depths.       The inventor’s lips twitched into a smile, regarding the former turk       closely for a moment. It HAD been a long time since they’d seen       each other. Months in fact. What with his busy schedule and Valentine’s       extended periods of absence... Reeve crossed the room in a swift walk,       offering an arm in greeting. A handshake should suffice. He didn’t peg       Vincent as the hugging type. 

  “It’s good to see you again, my friend.”

[inspiredinventions]

Rosso leaned back and allowed her dark laughter to resonate around the room. ❝You haven't changed /at all/, Reeve Tuesti. You are still reliant on vhat helpless man who obsesses about his unrequited love and thus, you are just as pathetic as he, nonezeless, let us be somewhat realistic – he zis nowhere in sight!❞ She laughed once more before continuing her refutation. ❝And therefore, there zis no one here to save you, /fool/. What do you plan on doing? For, I, Rosso ze Crimson, is formidable!❞

       He cringed, for her words were true. In all their entirety. What could he,        the glorified architect hope to do in a situation like this? He was meant        for quiet desk work, not battles, or life and death situations. Reeve took       a steadying breath and reached for the gun he held onto in case of        emergencies. It was more for his own confidence than actual protection,        but it would have to do...  

  ❝ You listen to me now, Rosso. Vincent is my good friend, and ally. I’ll not have you     speaking of him in such a manner. He might not be here now, but he I can guarantee       that he will be here eventually! He’s just... A bit late, that’s all...   ❞ 

               The inventor backed a few steps away from the woman. Keeping                a steady eye on her. He was a fair shot, but he was certain that bullets                from his gun would be like raindrops on her skin.  

     ❝ You can kill me, but all my work will still be here! You can’t stop the WRO, Rosso. ❞

[inspiredinventions]

"Someone I have not seen for a long time. I've began to think you were kidnapped." Either that, or the commissioner had eloped with Rosso, the crimson. You cannot really tell with this one, I'd suppose. ooc: QwQ Welcome back you, m'deer artist+roleplayer.

“Actually, I was.” No thanks to you. I pressed the panic button at least thirty two times Vincent. You weren’t there.

       “Rosso dragged me into her.... Nest. She’s actually not that awful, once you look past the bloodlust and general insanity. She had me hook up her television and I suffered through marathon after marathon of netflix shows with her. I only escaped when we got to the end of Merlin. She was distraught and setting things on fire. I seized the opportunity and climbed out of the nearest window.”

[greenhorn-turk]

[ Get checked, folks!]

[hojolove]

“The doctor will see you now.”

[greenhorn-turk]

[SEE A DIFFERENT DOCTOR]

[inspiredinventions]

“Certainly not me! I’m a director, not a doctor!”