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((Matthew was moved to @psxnergetic. I will continue posting his journal entries there.))
((Matthew was moved to @psxnergetic. I will continue posting his journal entries there.))
((I should probably post an announcement here.
I am planning to cease activity on here and move Matthew over to a new GS-themed multimuse blog instead. I've been thinking about this for a while now actually.
It won't happen right away since I still need to set things up. I'll make another post once everything is done.))
((read from the start))
Patcher's Place was... interesting. Tyrell got yelled at for being, well, himself. I know as his friend I probably shouldn't be saying this, but he honestly had it coming and I'm kind of happy I got to witness that. It's not something I'd normally wish on him, but I'm still mad. So take that, Tyrell. Hah.
Remind me to never piss of Karis, though. Ever. Because holy shit. She looks so innocent usually but now I've seen the truth.
Anyway, we rested at the inn for a night. We haven't been travelling for that long yet, but the other two seem to have really accepted me as the leader of this group. And everyone else seems to think that as well. I guess that means I'm the one in charge of our money too.
It's a damn hassle, especially since Karis insisted we all buy new weapons because "this is a serious mission" and "your tiny kitchen knives won't be enough to protect us". Honestly? I bet she just wanted something pointy she could swing at things since her father never allowed her to have a sword. Of course my dad taught her how to use one anyway because he's my dad, and my dad won't pass up an opportunity to turn a kid into a warrior. Anyway.
In the end she went for a bow instead. I will never understand that girl.
Karis was also the one who suggested we check out the psynergy training grounds that Flint said Isaac wanted us to visit.
Heh, yeah, no. If she thinks playing around like little kids and doing simple exercises we've been training under our parents for years is such a good idea, maybe she should be the leader. She's not though, and I'm definitely not wasting my time with that.
We're continuing on our way to Carver's Camp now. The new sword I bought is pretty heavy and not what I'm used to, but I'm starting to get the hang of fighting with this thing. It does make dealing with monsters a bit less of a pain, I'll admit. Tyrell seems happy with his new weapon, too, though he'd probably be happy with anything as long as he can hit things with it really hard.
As for Karis...
She's way too good with that new bow for me to be entirely comfortable, but she's also on our side. So. That's good? The reasons not to piss her off just seem to be piling up.
We still have quite a way ahead of us, but if we just keep walking, we'll meet up with Kraden soon and this damn quest will be over in no time.
((Sorry I haven't been writing much for this blog lately. Real life is causing some problems.))
one day i’ll stop with the golden sun shitposting
today is not that day
Dark Dawn was my favorite of the series, so I'm very much looking forward to more. Especially when he meets the new party members and the "big reveal", quote/unquote, at the end.
((TBS and TLA are my favourite games of all time tbh, and I absolutely love some of the new things Dark Dawn brought to the table (especially as far as dungeon concepts go, Luna tower and Apollo Sanctum Gate are my favourite locations, they're so nice)
I haven't worked out all the details for how I want to handle the eclipse arc since this thing here is probably going to deviate from canon quite a bit at the end, but I'm looking forward to figuring it out. I hope I won't disappoint ^^))
floramei replied to your post:
salty irreverent matthew is fantastic thank you x3
((omg thank you, that means a lot!))
((read from the start))
I'm starting to think dad just wants to get rid of me.
Apparently, in my father's mind, barely surviving yesterday's encounter with a hungry piece of corrupted plant life - through sheer luck, might I add - means that I am now 'ready' for 'my own adventure'. I almost got eaten by a giant mutant flower! How does that translate to being ready?
Unlike what my father seems to believe, not everyone goes out to save the world at 16.
This is all Tyrell's fault. He completely and utterly wrecked the soarwing. One of the wings snapped, and unfortunately those are made using the feathers of a Mountain Roc. Which is a giant, rare bird that lives on the other side of the continent in the kingdom of Morgal. Yep, guess where we're going. Tyrell is damn lucky we're friends.
I suppose it could be worse. I get that the soarwing is important for dad's research, but all things considered, the stakes are relatively low. It's just a feather, not like the fate of the world rests on our shoulders, so there's that at least.
That doesn't mean I have to be happy about this. Garet says it'll be fun - a 'real adventure' is what he calls it - but I'm having a really hard time believing that.
Karis decided to come along too and help make sure Tyrell doesn't fuck up even more. While I'm thankful, I don't understand what's going on in her mind that she'd sign up for this thing willingly. I mean I guess the fact that her father built the soarwing might have something to do with it, but still.
Either way, it's the three of us out here now. We're on our way to Carver's Camp where we're supposed to meet up with Kraden, who'll hopefully be able to help us with this 'quest'. Patcher's Place is on the way so we'll be able to restock supplies and rest there.
I'm still angry at my father. He didn't even show up to say goodbye when we left, but I don't know what I was even expecting. I guess him sending Flint after me is the closest thing to a farewell I'm going to get. I honestly think it's less that he cares about me and more that he just doesn't want me to fail and ruin his reputation. I'm not going to say that out loud though. Karis keeps assuring me that he really 'loves' me or whatever, and I don't want her to launch into another one of those rants of hers.
Ugh.
Also there's a rock in my boot. I have no idea how it got there, but I keep stepping on it and it's annoying.
Yeah, this is going great.
Life, as I found out, fucking sucks. I mean if my father taught me anything at all, it's that whatever deities are watching over us are probably assholes. Take literally everything about my current situation, for example.
I've been helping my father with errands all day, and the hike from here to the nearest settlement isn't exactly short. I'm tired. My legs hurt. I had to listen to him go on and on about the same thing he tells me every time like I haven't heard it thousand times already. Yes, dad, I know, Golden Sun event, the world is being reborn, Psynergy Vortexes, blah blah. What we're doing here is really important, I know, I know.
I think I've earnt myself a break. I mean I thought I could just take the rest of the day off, but here I am, in a corrupted forest in the middle of the night, because my best friend is a dumbass.
When I said I'd come along and help, this wasn't what I had in mind.
I just wanted to help Tyrell before he got himself killed - which wouldn't even be an issue in the first place if he wasn't such an idiot. Seriously, Tyrell, what were you thinking? How does throwing yourself off a cliff strapped to nothing but a device you can't operate seem like a good idea to you? - but of course my oh so loving father had to turn this into a test.
I don't care how much faith you have in me, dad, my friend's life is in danger so how about you drop the teacher act for five fucking minutes and do something!
But of course, I don't get to say anything. 'Matthew will be the leader,' he says. He's probably happy all of this is happening. I wouldn't be surprised. If Tyrell's life didn't depend on this rescue mission being a success, I'd consider failing on purpose just to piss my dad off. With things as they are though, I guess I'm stuck throwing fireballs at trees until we find him.
Using Mars Psynergy feels really weird and unfamiliar, I'm not sure I like it very much.
Why can't Garet take care of the whole fireball thing? He looks like he'd be happy to help. Oh, right. My father. Nevermind.
At least it seems like we've finally reached the cave Tyrell landed at. Yep, he definitely landed here - pretty sure that's the soarwing up there, and when I say soarwing I mean bits and pieces of it. Tyrell, you fucking idiot! Karis is so going to yell at you. If we survive the trip back home, I'm going to yell at you!
Dad says he's still alive, so that's something, at least. All we have to do now is find him in this old mine somewhere, and then head back to the cabin. That can't be too hard. We've somehow gotten this far, we can manage-
-or not. Elements, what the heck is that?
Please do. Most of the stuff in the Golden Sun tag is usually poetry or photography, and not nearly enough about the actual series
((I'm really glad to hear that people are interested! Seems like this is going to be a thing then!))
floramei replied to your post
Personally, I love seeing any new content in the gs tag. I don't tend to watch the video let's plays, but I still appreciate that they're breathing some life into it i guess
((l mean it wouldn't be a let's play so much as it would be an in-character journal of sorts. I'm not entirely sure how I want to go about it yet, but I was thinking something along the lines of making a post after major events where Matthew explains and comments on whatever big thing happened on his journey. Or something.
It might be a good way to establish this blog's canon too, since my interpretation of things is very hc heavy. Either way there's going to be a lot of salt probably.))
((Hello, Golden Sun tag! I'm thinking about playing through DD again and posting some snarky Matthew commentary on here. Might keep it off the tag though, I don't want to spam anyone.
Anyway, thoughts? Would anyone be interested in reading this?))
gimme that "bad end"
This was it. This was the end.
Angara was looking to him for help - no, the world was looking to him for help, as the Grave Eclipse was hungrily devouring more land every second, and he’d failed.
They’d been so close to activating the Apollo Lens too. Just a bit more and they would’ve done it, but all it took was one wrong step, one mistake on his part, and here he was, frozen in terror, listening to the cries of his comrades as they were being torn apart by the creatures of the darkness.
He was powerless.
Too slow.
Too weak.
He’d led them here.
His father could have done it. The true Warriors of Vale had faced far worse than this, they were heroes, they knew how to deal with situations like this, but instead the people of Weyard were counting on him and he’d failed because he wasn’t good enough-
-Matthew awoke on the ship, gasping for air. he frantically looked around for his comrades, his friends. They were all here, sleeping, breathing, alive.
Just a dream then. Thank Sol.
Still, he felt barely any relief at the realisation. It was up to him to keep his nightmare from becoming a reality, and he wasn’t his father.
Send me “bad end” for an alternate, dark/tragic ending to my muse’s story
Send “good end” for an ideal ending to their story
Send “neutral end” for a neutral ending to their story
Like father, like son