The Adventures of Nola Alima

hi! I'm Nola and this is where I post all my Guild Wars 2 stuff! GW2: Nola Alima.5739

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[gw2collective]

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[daemonis]

*~COMMISSIONS~*

Hello! Vixx here at it again with trying the commission thing. Though, I am trying something a bit different than normal commissions.

Today, I offer you custom colouring page commissions! These commissions will just consist of linework and the buyer will receive both the image as a normal image and a transparent layer with only the linework that can be superimposed into or over any image you like!

I will be doing Asura only characters and pages will start at $15 for one character on a page with $5 for each extra character. Base price may vary with the level of detail.

I will be starting with 5 slots!

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Feel free to message me here over Tumblr or on Discord! daemonis#1337

Thank you!

[aetiologistjarra]

Young and wild Jarra. ~20 years old.

I wanted to draw something to this song: https://youtu.be/dW_oEMAAgF0

Welcome to the show - Britt Nicole

[aetiologistjarra]

Distant and reflective, I find myself rebuilt. It is strange, but new always feels strange. Don’t let that feeling give you doubts.

Real life sometimes reflects in our art.

4/20/2018

[aetiologistjarra]

Diary Entry 5

19th of Phoenyx, 1331

“I start by retracting my last entry, if I may do so.

After Monday, I was certain some form of disciplinary action would be taken within the Butterflies. The Council believed my explanations and gave passing marks, but work environments I have previously been in have been much more strict. I did not lie to them, but I was scared I will admit. I have come to be comfortable in this group and have been called family by them on multiple occasions. As quick as that declaration comes it seems to be taken away, and I thought it would happen again. I did not want it to happen again.

But that action never came. Instead of having to explain every last bit of information on my test results miss Penny understood the circumstances and that was that. It was offputting, but ultimately comforting. For most of my life I have had to fight to explain every last move I made and now it is simply understood. Now that this is the case I feel more at ease within my position. I feel like this is where I belong. I feel as if I can reciprocate the feeling that this group is my family.

What still upsets me is my own family. Seeing my siblings the other day in the Council Chambers made me realise that if I do not take the initiative to keep contact with them then they will ultimately drift away. We do not have those meetings anymore to force us to come together, so there is nothing else that would make us have to contact one and other anymore. I would like to have my siblings back in my life and to right the wrongs I put them through, but I am clueless as to where I should start. Perhaps I should ask miss Nola in the morning if she has any advice to give. That seems like a logical step to take.

I will not give up.”

[aetiologistjarra]

Diary Entry 4

16th of Phoenyx, 1331

“I give up.”

[aetiologistjarra]

And then Monday Happened.

Jarra stared at the ceiling of the small corridor in the lab that they slept in. The familiar whirring and humming of the technology that surrounded them filling the air. It seemed to be the only noise there was to focus on and drowned out pretty much any other thought that could cross Jarra’s mind. That is, until her alarm went off to let her know she was supposed to be awake. An arm poked out of the covers and haphazardly searched for the off button on the small clock that rested on their nightstand before moving over to grab her glasses that she knew held residence right next to the alarm. A silent yawn escaped her mouth as she sat up and turned. Her legs both lazily swung over the side of the hammock to dangle for a moment. Jarra looked down to her feet only to realise they were nothing more than a smear of colour in her vision. She had not put on her glasses yet. With a flick of her wrist they sprung open and she slid them onto her face. A long sigh escaped her nostrils, today was going to be a long day.

Keep reading

[aetiologistjarra]

Diary Entry 3

14th of Phoenyx, 1331

“I am mildly inebriated at the moment, but that is fine. I thought it would be a good idea to capture my thoughts in this moment to reference at a later time. Yes, I do know that somewhat rhymed. You are a book though so me pointing that out is redundant.

Before I go on rambling about the fact that this is in fact a book, because I will do so, I suppose a good place to actually start would be in comparing where I was to where I am now. Why I am thankful for my life and why I am not. There are many things. Secrets I keep closed away to many who know me. One can watch me walk down a road in Rata Sum and see a dignified doctor while not knowing the scars that path left behind. The fact that at one point in my life I was a college drop-out with a drug problem. The fact that at another I was hospitalised because a malignant tumour was found in me after being rushed from the set of a performance I was doing to the hospital for falling off the stage. The fact that the moment it was found meant that persuing a career in music wasn’t going to happen anymore. My mother and father at that point had already made their peace with my life, leaving me to the rest of the life I had left on a medical bed alone. My siblings never visited after that fact. I even felt like giving up at that point.

I did not though. I look back on this point in my life frequently and wonder about what could have been. What if I hadn’t gotten in to drugs? What if I hadn’t fallen from the stage that day they found the tumour? Would I have not even realised I was dying? Would I have stayed in touch with my family better? I severely regret not being able to make it to the hospital before my parents passed. I had to receive the word from my siblings since my mother had not updated the emergency contact forms from when she removed me from them. I was not able to make it in time. Perhaps I would feel less regretful if I hadn’t been such a failure of a child. I do not know if they ever saw me any different after that even though I was able to grow past those problems. I wish it could have been different.

I look to where it has carried me, then. I am a successful doctor with a loving fiancé. I have saved the lives of so many people. I have made a positive change on the world even with many things weighing me down. I have been able to handle and overcome so many difficulties that I can feel confident in myself and my descisions. I am content with how my life has turned out so far, but there are still a few things I must face. There are still a few obstacles to overcome.

I think I’m ready. Happy fortieth birthday to me.”

[aei-sb]

Super Adventure Box is super fun!

[aei-sb]

Super Adventure Box is super fun!

[aei-sb]

Super Adventure Box is super fun!

[aei-sb]

Super Adventure Box is super fun!

[aetiologistjarra]

Diary Entry 2

11th of Phoenyx, 1331.

“It was strange.

A few other Butterflies had actually met up with us in the farms outside of Amnoon. Miss Nola and I were doing routine patrols and defending the perimeter when she called out for help over our comms and there were actually responders. Miss Piper and miss Brejja seemingly came from nowhere and we were able to halt the advancing Forged for the moment and head back into the town. They both seemed satisfied with the thought that we were simply doing what we had been conscripted into doing at the start as well as mapping locations to set up network relays.

What was really strange was the fact that our small group also found miss Iiana (formerly miss Navi) and miss Xunvia. We had not heard from them in ages, and miss Iiana was no longer fair skinned or blue, so you could believe there was a bit of confusion with how accidentally ominious miss Iiana tended to be when she started greeting all of us by name. Though, the confusion quickly subsided. We made our way over to the casino in the city.

There we told stories and perhaps went a tad far with drinks. I know I myself am worried about miss Nola’s alcohol consumption seeing as she seems to drink nothing but whiskey, and that conversation does need to happen soon, but that is not the point of why I am writing today. I feel as if I have overstepped a boundary. Miss Nola and (specifically) miss Navi had somewhat of a history that she does not really feel too comfortable thinking about. Miss Navi also was the one who designed and created the spinal blades I used to wear as a magic containment device so that I would not run low on magic. I am not able to go into very much technical detail, but the device was important and I did wish to procure another after the original was destroyed. Miss Nola got very drunk as the business deal initiated. She attempted to take over for me at one point which is when miss Iiana and I stepped away to finish the deal without interruptions. Miss Nola did not seem to like that very much and I am not quite sure how to respond. I feel as if I am confused or lack the knowledge to understand if what I have done caused miss Nola to become distraught. I am not even sure of how I would bring up the topic in conversation.

I know this is simply a book and it would be silly to query, but perhaps self reflection is necessary for this answer. I believe I will go take a walk and clear my head.”

@nolaalima @thebookofbrejja @firemane1279

[aetiologistjarra]

Diary Entry 1

8th of Phoenyx, 1331.

“I was told I should have a diary and that personal thoughts and ideas get written in here. To start off I must confess that I have never really had one before, a diary. I have never really even thought about writing down personal thoughts before. The idea is that they are private to me but literally anyone could pick up and read what I’ve written if I do not lock it up, which makes it hard to write in an instant if an idea comes to mind. It seems counterproductive, but I digress. Miss Nola said this may help me with a few issues so it is worth a shot.

I received a letter from the Arcane Council, my fortieth birthday just around the corner. It slipped my mind as to why I received the letter until I remembered it was almost my birthday. Forty years ago my mother went to go file a patent with the council for questionable research of hers that would help children be born healthier. The patent was put on a suspension. Even though this occured, since my brothers and I were already born and the product of this research we were required to meet with the council every five years up until our fortieth birthday to document our progress and to make sure we were beneficial to society rather than detrimental. In less than a week the last meeting occurs and we three get to choose either to file or cancel the patent if the meeting goes well.

Obviously, I am nervous. Being evaluated in front of my brother and now sister is always unnerving, not so much the Council. Though, they are probably not very happy with me after learning of my escapades with the Butterflies at a rather awkward time. I cannot contractually write about that though, so it can only be imagined what has happened if someone other than myself is reading this. I can only hope the evaluation goes well and Yahk does not skewer my reputation on a pike.

I really am happy that we will be able to file the patent, though. After my mother and father passed late Phoenyx of last year I was wondering what would come of their life’s work. I am honoured to be able to make that decision with my siblings on their behalf and am proud of my mother and father for their contribution to science.

Also for equipping me with the strength and knowledge to navigate life.”

[bearofpear-deactivated20190106]

Now, when GW2 finally got so long needed update i can finaly post this sketch done by my friend one year ago.

[aetiologistjarra]

Report: How Does The Dream Affect the Physiology of Sylvari?

“Understanding of The Dream (a.k.a. the Dream of Dreams or the Inner Dream) is very limited in its scope. It is described in its most basic form as a well of sorts, where the collective memories of the sylvari are kept as well as possible futures for each to find. Each sylvari is ensured the knowledge to survive, the tenets of Ventari, and the fact that their "mother” (the Pale Tree) cares for them. Sylvari still retain individualistic characteristics of personality and self, as the knowledge they inherit can vary from sylvari to sylvari.

The Dream and the Pale Tree have been shown to create strong empathetic bonds between its offspring. These bonds being so strong as to even let a select few sylvari know whether or not one is still connected to The Dream. These empathetic bonds have also been shown to create several phsychological issues between sylvari who are in close proximity to one and other for extended periods of time if one of said sylvari is already afflicted. Issues include mood disorders, depression, anxiety, mania, and dissociation.

These issues are known to manifest symptoms such as high blood pressure, arrhythmia, minor hallucinations (both auditory and visually), memory complications, and fatigue in mammals. In plants, however, these issues are not as thoroughly tested and documented. In some experiments putting plants in what could be considered a stressful environment showed slowed growth and weaker cell structure overall. In other experiments plants are shown to have a preference in how they are spoken to as well as what music they grow best listening to. This implies that the empathetic bond sylvari experience could cause other physical ailments that are not yet documented in medical studies relating to sylvari. More research is needed into this field of study.“

A condensed report by Dr. Jarra, Aetiologist and Surgeon.