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Flailtanked for some Tumblbees today. :3
Highlights: Santa Gran.
Scary chipmunks.
Tiny squids running back to the anima portal and wailing on unprepared people.
And Glissando doing her best impersonation of a police officer/responsible adult.
I don’t suppose any of my followers are TSW Templars? Recently joined and I kinda like it so far.
Red team is best team, yes indeed.
In another life, maybe things would have gone differently...
((So yeah. Picked up XCOM 2 and I’m in need of people to plunk down in the character pool. Who wants to shoot things in the face and save the day? Send me a holler and I’ll do my best to get the looks just right. And I promise not to let you die! ...Or at least I’ll try.))
Visualocity for Nana “Glissando” Goodbee.
Bee Mom inspired me, what can I say?
I left Tokyo. Went back along the branches, back to the last place where I felt like myself. The last time anything felt like it could get better.
We didn’t talk much. Or at all, to be frank. But sitting there, hearing the wind howling outside of the cavern, it felt right. Sitting there helped me gain perspective.
Whatever we are- Gaia’s Chosen, the Bees, Illuminati, Templar, Dragon- we make our own ways. Fly our own ways. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t terrified of what’s out there. Morninglight. The Dreamers. The Host. The Filth.
But if we don’t stand on the line... who will?
It has to be done. Buzz buzz buzz, say the swarm. And it’s time I went back. Time to pick up the gun again. God help me, it’s time.
Dreaming of what was- what might have been- is a fool’s game.
...
No one tell the Council about this.
Stung
Back on Solomon Island again. It feels so strange being here. Like it was a lifetime ago that I stumbled out of Agartha with a shotgun, terrified out of my mind by everything. ...A simpler time, I guess.
The Orochi camp out by Blue Mountain is still active. I was half-tempted to jump the fence. Smash anything I could get my hands on. Show Chandra- Samael- just what it means to make an enemy out of a Bee.
I didn’t. I ran by.
...Too much of a coward, I suppose.
Buckshot: A TSW Music Meme Mix
1. Glissando: “The Sword and the Pen”, Regina Spektor
2. The Templars: “Light of Day”, The Silent Comedy
3. Kingsmouth: “Operation: Get the Hell Out of Here”, The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets
4. Egypt: “Friction”, Imagine Dragons
5. Transylvania: “Can’t Play Dead”, The Heavy
6. Tokyo: “Cities in Dust”, The EverLove
7. Battle Music: “Impossible”, Darren Korb
8. Owen: “A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing”, This Providence
9. Downbeat: “Given and Denied”, Poets of the Fall
OOC
((So I made an IC Twitter account for Nana in order to keep up with whatever’s going on in the Twitter-verse RP stuff. You can find her under the name “buckshotroulete”. Yes, the spelling mistake was on purpose. One letter too many, sadly.))
((...And literally as I type this, I find Daimon friggin’ Kiyota on there.))
Why? I thought after Kaidan... never mind.
There is nothing wrong in Kaidan. Our doors will remain open for anyone who needs it. There is nothing wrong in Kaidan.
Everything is fine. Nothing is wrong. We are without fear.
...I think my superiors would disagree with you on that front.
Worriesome
Strange things going on in our little corner of the world. I’m not sure which is more worrisome: the silence from Temple Hall, or the noise from Fear Nothing. One alone is scary enough. Both? I’m not sure what to do with both.
...Except do a little prying, I suppose.
Meme Day 3
Personality
Your character never really gets to talk much, so let’s hear about their personality a bit, yeah? Are they severely introverted? Brash? Stubborn? Are they comfortable completely forsaking pants and running around New York, or are they a stuttering, nail-biting mess?
At the beginning, she was a nervous wreck. It’s not often that you get tossed into a life-or-death situation, told you have weird powers that you can barely understand, and aren’t supposed to tell that friendly deputy guy about why you’re in town with a massive shotgun strapped to your back. Nana tends to default to that stance when out in new places: a shy, stammering wreck too overwhelmed by her surroundings to do much other than survive.
Despite how terrifying everything in the Secret World is, she still does her best to help out anyone else she meets out in the field. Illuminati? Fine (as long as they don’t try to get her to gossip about Templar things). Dragon? Sure. (As long as they seem nice, like Zoe.) Other Templars? Wonderful! Finally, somebody else who sort of understands why Shakespeare makes her think of some really bad jobs she’s had to do.
It’s only around friends that she drops her guard. Relaxes. Even indulges in a bit of playful kidding around. The world they all inhabit is a grim, dark place. But Nana still holds out hope for a brighter future. It’s a dim hope, maybe even a foolish one, but she clings to the idea that what the Templars do will save lives down the road.
TSW Meme Day Two
Day Two - Appearance
Write a detailed description of your character/characters’ appearance. There’s a lot of stuff that you can’t really do in the game! How tall is your character? Do they have any interesting markings or tattoos? What’s their favorite outfit, or do they prefer to just chill in their faction uniform all day?
Honestly, Nana is what can charitably be called a “fashion disaster”. What the clothes look like doesn’t particularly matter to her, so long as they fit the climate. (Is it cold? Quick, throw on that coat! Is it hot? Short sleeves it is!) Her wardrobe tends to have a lot of white and black in it, if only because those are supposed to go with anything.
Case in point: this outfit. This is her “don’t wanna go out in the field, just gonna get some fish and chips and binge on romance novels all day” outfit. (And coincidentally, it’s also the same outfit she was wearing when the Bees threw everything out of whack.) It’s nothing fancy, but it keeps her warm and somewhat presentable if (God forbid) she has to interact with people.
After Tokyo, though, that’s when things changed.
Besides the new haircut (and the horrible self-administered attempt at bleaching said hair), Nana’s taken to wearing pretty much the opposite of her usual taste. Out goes the white, in comes yellow and brown and camo. Out go the comfortable running shoes, in come tall boots that are murder on her feet. It’s camouflage; enough changes and tweaks and even her own family wouldn’t recognize her on the street.
But when she’s home, and there’s no one around, she’ll throw on that ratty old sweater. Just for a moment. Just to feel like herself for a while.
TSW Character Meme
Also doing this because heck yes, character building stuff.
TSW Character Meme
Day One - Basics
We’re going to start off easy by getting some of your character’s basic information out of the way. What’s their full name? Do they have any nicknames or secret identities? What’s their alias/codename? What faction did they choose? How old are they? When’s their birthday? Describe their past life? Add any information that you think is relevant and isn’t covered in the other posts. Also feel free to add photos where necessary.
Name: Nana Goodbee Codename: Glissando Faction: Templars Age: 29 Height: 5′7 Hair color: Black Eye color: Red
Birthplace: Rhinebeck, NY Current Residence: London, England
Before the Bees: Nana’s life, by and large, was actually mundane before encountering the Secret World. Her parents divorced when she was still very young, the family scattering to the four winds. Her mother resettled on the Maine coastline within spitting distance of Solomon Island. Her father, however, moved far away from the rain and snow and cold of the Northeastern United States. He moved to the desert, to Arizona, and that is where Nana spent her formative years.
It was a childhood as free of trauma as anyone gets. The things that go bump in the night were only the house settling. The monsters under the bed were old forgotten clothes. And she never really believed that monsters and ghosts could ever exist. It simply couldn’t be.
It all changed with the Incident. (Always with a capital I, in her mind.)
College. A late, windy afternoon. A group of students had volunteered to clean grafitti off of the old main administration building. And it was old grafitti; it’d been there since anyone could remember. The work was slow going. The day passed. And then, in the lengthening shadows of dusk, there was one tag left. Nana stepped away for just a moment to get the others water. She was gone for five minutes. Just five.
She came back to blood, to bodies twisted and mauled beyond recognition, to a shadowy mass billowing up into the sky.
Official reports state that a long-buried gas main ruptured, blasting the group of students to pieces. There is no mention of the grafitti on the building. Of the ancient ghost left sealed under school grounds to be contained forever. Of the lone student stammering about how “that thing” killed her friends. Nana left the school for good after that day. Too many bad memories.
The bees found her three weeks later. And things have never been the same since.
A Realization (Spoilers, Yo!)
And OOC for once because holy shit.
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Hell was built in the Second Age, not third. Hell became what it is now when it was consciously decided to deprive it of anima.
Yeah, I just double-checked the in-game Lore, and you’re right. Sorry! Guess I got carried away with a wild theory. Fridge Logic strikes again.
A Realization (Spoilers, Yo!)
And OOC for once because holy shit.
Hole in the Sky (Spoilers)
That girl is gone. ...I’m gone. It’s hard to swallow even now. But it’s not safe to be Nana Goodbee any longer. God, what does my family think? That I vanished out of a messy apartment and triggered the Tokyo Incident?
I can’t... stay as me now. Sonnac’s right. I have to go to ground.
Goodbye, ordinary life. Goodbye, Tokyo.
The world is ending and all the angels are here.
