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#RISENSUNG; Maeryn Lillie, Original Character based in the Mass Effect series. Multi-Verse and Headcanon reliant. Independent, Selective. Private. Moderate-to-Low Activity. Dash Only. As penned by Aryze. 21+. She/Her. EST.
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This, taking place probably between Mass Effect 2 and 3; In the AI’s coding, she was left with a sole question as her mission—a complex thought as it was a convoluted task. As Laurence has been looking for a hint, she asked her AI this single query: “What is a heart, as it applies to us humans?” It is the true core of Maeryn’s (EVE) function, despite the use of such an ambiguous term to her computing process. That, the outcome did not matter, as even if Maeryn had a heart in her own way, that leads her to resent humans, she would have no problem with that.
A simple notion to ask: “Why do you think Laurence, if Eve were able to smile, in the end? When surely no one wanted to see their legacy grow up... more than them?”
Laurence, in turn, gave her answer: “I do not know, but she did tell me how much she was looking forward to it. Wondering what path this world would take, how they would laugh, cry, and what kind of world they would make.”
‘ The moon’s beautiful light shines on all that makes up the beginning, with eyes kept barely open I still see you far away and trust your grief—
#RISENSUNG; Maeryn Lillie. An original character based in the Mass Effect Universe. Multi-Verse and Headcanon reliant. Independent, Selective. Private. Moderate-to-Low Activity. Dash Only. As penned by Aryze. 21+. SFW. She/Her. EST.
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Jeff nodded with a little smile on his thin lips. “Exactly.” It was still fascinating to watch the small individuum process. How it was similar, yet so different from both of them since EDI and he had decided to take the little one under their wings. Mae was almost philosophical in how she took her surrounding in, which he assumed was because of the woman that created her.
“That’s the fun part of individuals.” The pilot grinned back at her. “Even if you share DNA, you would still turn out differently. But don’t ask me why, that’s more a question for our doc.” He added quickly, to avoid having to go into details he had no more answers. Though he understood the desire behind being just like everyone else only too well himself. Especially at that age, which the girl’s appearance currently represented. “Sorta,” Jeff couldn’t help but chuckle. “the extranet can be a pretty ugly place. One you should avoid it as long as you can.”
“I sure hope so. No matter what logic tells us, we can’t give up hope yet.” He mused aloud while following her gaze upon the Presidium before them as green eyes take in the remains of the recent destruction by the hands of Cerberus troupes. “Even if it doesn’t look like it right now. We keep working on the future.”
Her brow persists to furrow, curious, as Maeryn listens to her guardian. She twists her lip in thought, eyes reflecting a distant demeanor—as if searching for something that had not been presented. The Hybrid presents another smile, silver hues leering up towards Jeff. "I believe another had mentioned it before——" It wasn't an insult, but a ways to compare. "You're right, the variable between the lot possess a stark difference between other citadel residence."
"The care I have for the opinions of the shameless, ambiguous notions of the extranet is very little. I am aware of the contrast." That grin of Maeryn's still lingers. "I know you do not want me to get caught."
It would be one of the few times that she was permitted to walk the Citadel—foreign to the trivial happenings throughout the station. "I've only known the servers of Cerberus' Laboratory and the glass panes of my room. Being aboard the Normandy alone, along with Dr. Laurence's breach——I've been given much more intelligence." It's a long road, a foreign path against the enemy that desires their harvest. Yet, it pains the silvered child, for she knows that the enemy was also her own blessing of life.
@arcturusborn asked: ‘ you already are something . you always were . and you still have time to be . ’
The glowing reticles of her eyes observe Jeff quietly—Maeryn curious as to the meaning of his words. She process, to herself, in observation. "I am myself." It's not a correction more than it is an acknowledgement. "No more. No less. But I'd like to be just like anyone else, in that regard." Perhaps, there was not much of a desire to be singled out as different.
"Though, I assume that is impossible—you and I both know that," the Hybrid presents a smile—a cheeky grin. "Isn't that why I am kept from Extranet within Citadel space?" It's coded, as those around would assume mischievousness and age but not Maeryn's true nature.
Beryl hues shift forward, across the Presidium—to a sight of inspiration, yet a terror. Her head cants, reminiscent. "My history is only months old, and my legacy is jeopardized. Will there be a tomorrow to talk about it?" Logistically, Maeryn understood the likelihood of victory—and the tragedy soon to pursue it. She doesn't wish to linger on the subjects of her own survival. After all, wasn't Mae one of them?
I still can't find myself to be on here; I apologize for that inconvenience. However, I am on discord and those mutual are welcome to add/interact there, since I feel I'll be spending the majority of my roleplay there.
𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 : 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔
‘ i’ll find you again , wherever we end up next . ’
‘ the enormity of my desire disgusts me . ’
‘ please , one more kiss in the kitchen before we turn the lights off . ’
‘ i’ve been lost but i’m here now . you’re the only person who has ever been able to find me . ’
‘ almost dead yesterday , maybe dead tomorrow , but alive , gloriously alive , today . ’
‘ you are not broken . ’
‘ you can love and be loved , despite what may feel like the eternally brutal nature of the world . ’
‘ i did violence to my own heart . ’
‘ will i be forgiven for the sins i did not commit , but created ? ’
‘ i would never kiss anyone who doesn’t burn me like the sun . ’
‘ i would rather break the world than lose you . ’
‘ i think you and i have known each other in a few lifetimes . ’
‘ i didn’t know . i had no idea how greedy my heart really was . ’
‘ is that why the idea of losing you torments me so much ? ’
‘ how long have i been without you ? ’
‘ am i foolish for wanting this ? it will end in flames . it always does . ’
‘ sorry about the blood in your mouth . i wish it was mine . ’
‘ if i love you , is that a fact or a weapon ? ’
‘ tell me how all this , and love too , will ruin us . ’
‘ and you realize the one person in the world who loves you isn’t the one you thought it would be . ’
‘ it cannot be a mistake to have cared . it cannot be an error to have tried . it cannot be incorrect to have loved . ’
‘ finally , i plead guilty of adoring you . ’
‘ a child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort . ’
‘ without realizing , i find it in myself that i cannot stop thinking about you . ’
‘ tomorrow , when i wake up , i promise , i will be better . ’
‘ someone has to leave first . this is a very old story . there is no other version of this story . ’
‘ when i imagine myself , i am always leaving . i couldn’t draw my own face if god asked . ’
‘ do we simply stare at what’s horrible and forgive it ? ’
‘ i wanted to let go of the pain even though it was the last thing that felt alive from you . ’
‘ have i endured loneliness with grace ? ’
‘ i’ll be your slaughterhouse , your killing floor , your morgue and final resting , walking around with this bullet inside me ‘cause i couldn’t make you love me and i am tired of pulling your teeth . ’
‘ and then my soul saw you and kind of went , ‘ oh , there you are . i’ve been looking for you . ’ ’
‘ sometimes it feels like someone else is wearing my body . ’
‘ i spent my life arguing how i mattered until it didn’t matter . ’
‘ who knew my haven would be my coffin ? ’
‘ dead is the safest i’ve ever been . ’
‘ i’ve never been so alive . ’
‘ you know what i was gonna tell you before , but didn’t have the nerve ? you got your name written all over me . i got my name written on you , too . ’
‘ you already are something . you always were . and you still have time to be . ’
‘ you know me by heart . it infuriates me that you know me by heart . ’
‘ why am i waiting for you ? hungering and thirsting for you in every cranny of my soul and even in my ribs ? ’
‘ you came with a handful of pain and a smile which broke the ground under my feet as the earthquake does when two people meet . ’
‘ the only good thing is that i’m getting used to suffering . ’
‘ the return to time was not my choice . ’
‘ we are built to live inside each other . this means we are built to ruin . ’
‘ time does not bring relief ; you all have lied . ’
‘ time does not know how to keep our hopes safe . ’
‘ you needed me so much that you had to end me . ’
‘ there are days where i am morbidly in love with you , and this is one of those days . ’
‘ i know no end to desiring you . ’
‘ i fear that i am both too much yet not enough . ’
‘ yes , yes , yes , i do like you . i am afraid to say the stronger word . ’
‘ a heart’s a heavy burden . ’
‘ life , as i see it , is all about farewells rather than reunions . ’
‘ heaven is real and you only had two minutes to prove it to me . ’
‘ it was already love . ’
‘ everyone desires love but also finds it impossible to believe that they deserve it . ’
‘ i’ll love you until i forget how to . ’
‘ i’ll love you until i forget how to and then i’ll fall like my knees aren’t already bruised from doing it and i’ll remember why you’re worth the ache . ’
‘ of course i’ll hurt you . of course you’ll hurt me . of course we’ll hurt each other . but this is the very condition of existence . ’
‘ nothing makes me sadder and nothing makes me happier than you . ’
‘ i love you and i do not want to love you , it is too much and too difficult . ’
‘ grief is just love with no place to go . ’
‘ i felt my life with both my hands to see if it was there . ’
‘ you do this , you do . you take the things you love and you tear them apart . ’
‘ i hope it’s love . i’m trying really hard to make it love . ’
‘ if you touch me again i might burn up in the cold air . ’
‘ i asked you not to leave several times . ’
‘ i’ve only adored you lifetimes ago and here we are . it’s nice to see you again . ’
‘ all time ever does is pass and all i ever do is remember . ’
‘ i feel as though we were never strangers , you and i , not even for a moment . ’
‘ i’d choose you ; in a hundred different lifetimes , in a hundred worlds , in any version of reality , i’d find you and i’d choose you . ’
‘ nothing about this is soft but we pretend . ’
‘ maybe you and i are just a dream . ’
‘ i know you loved me too , you knew me , and it gladdens my heart . ’
‘ i promise i shall never give up and that i’ll die yelling and laughing . ’
‘ i don’t do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision . ’
‘ the world was made so that we could find each other in it . ’
‘ you don’t meet the people you love , you recognize them . ’
‘ i think you and i have known each other a few lifetimes . ’
‘ this body knows fear like a front porch knows welcome – it is always coming home . ’
‘ i miss you more than i remember you . ’
‘ if i could have done it all again , i would have loved you better . but i could not have loved you more . ’
‘ we could have been happy . i know that , and it is perhaps the hardest thing to know . ’
‘ you want a better story . who wouldn’t ? ’
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MAERYN asked : “It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.” ⮫ @risensung···· ·· . ⮨
Aloy took her palm in hers and started to unwrap the bandages. “I still can’t believe you did that,” her voice sounded exasperated as she looked over the wound on her palm. It had been deep at first, and Aloy feared how much blood had seeped from her injury. She rested the hand upon her lap and pulled out some more of the salve.
“Please be careful; the Tenakth are ruthless; the rebels will hurt you,” Aloy didn’t want others to get hurt in a fight. When Maeryn grabbed the spear that would hit her from behind, all Aloy knew was to push Maeryn out of the way and protect her. Her fingers lightly cleaned the wound with water first and then applied a thin layer of the ointment. The Utaru healers had taught her a few things, and the West’s herbs were far different from that of her homeland.
Then she took a clean bandage and rewrapped her palm. “There, it should feel better now,”
An unsullied hand is quickly liberated from spent bandages—blood pooled at the base of Maeryn’s injury. Her palm is marred, a parting gift from the spear that meant to do her companion harm. She flinched at fresh air’s contact against the laceration, fingers twitching in desire to clench her fist. “I couldn’t just let it hit you.” Her voice prods, her defiance bolstered by her own prior actions. It’s only courteous. “I can handle wound such as this.” Maeryn doesn’t but on a brave face, instead honesty splashed across her pale features.
Tentative hues direct toward Aloy’s working hands; a brisk rush of water pouring over Maeryn’s wound, deluding such sanguine fluid. The salve let her exposed skin stinging; cleansing the wound with disease. It’d be a lie, to say it didn’t hurt but it wasn’t enough to complain—at least not to her. “It’s not my first scrape.” She confessed, the faintest of smiles cascading across pale lips. “Ahah—skirmishes though... not so much.” It is perplexing to admit, gray hues veering away from Aloy while she thinks. “Perhaps this body isn’t as—sturdy as I once believed.” She means it in a jest, of course; albeit Maeryn’s social skills are lacking.
“I was not presented with many options; I did what I could,” she speaks up again. Maeryn brought her hand up, neatly wrapped with the faintest of pink bleeding through. “Thank you,” the young woman murmurs, parting her fingers. “Besides—Wouldn’t you feel safer when someone is watching your back, too?”
Gotta ask the big question; anyone interest in interacting with Maeryn?
I can say, that Maeryn's ME Verse is up.
a collection of muse headcanon questions inspired by the major arcana of the tarot / send the corresponding number(s) for headcanons surrounding the given prompts !
00. the fool : what are your muse’s thoughts on new beginnings ? does it frighten them or excite them ? 01. the magician : how does your muse feel about fate ? do they believe they can change their own destiny ? 02. the high priestess : how does your muse make decisions ? do they trust their instinct or would they rather trust their heart / their logic ? 03. the empress : does your muse have parental / nurturing figures in their life ? how do they impact them ? 04. the emperor : how much respect does your muse have for authority ? why is this ? 05. the hierophant : what are your muse’s morals / ethics ? do they follow their moral code strictly ? 06. the lovers : how important are relationships to your muse ? do they value having a significant other ? 07. the chariot : how much does your muse care about winning ? are they a sore loser ? 08. strength : how does your muse use their energy ? do they tend to work towards their goals steadily or in bursts ? 09. the hermit : how introspective is your muse ? how often do they self - reflect ? 10. the wheel of fortune : how well / badly does your muse take setbacks on their goals ? 11. justice : does your muse find it easy to be impartial in emotional situations ? 12. the hanged man : how open is your muse to new opportunities ? do they constantly look for them or do they simply take whatever comes their way ? 13. death : is there anything in your muse’s life that they should be letting go of ? 14. temperance : does your muse make plans ? how impulsive are they ? has this gotten them into good / bad situations and how have they dealt with them? 15. the devil : is your muse addicted to any substances ? is there anything that could possibly make them quit ? 16. the tower : what event drastically changed your muse’s life ? do they resent that event or are they glad of it ? 17. the star : what does your muse take inner comfort in knowing ? what guides your muse ? 18. the moon : what does your muse long for ? is it a realistic desire ? 19. the sun : in general, how optimistic is your muse ? does your muse appreciate the small things in life ? 20. judgement : is your muse forgiving of themselves ? how about of others who wrong them ? 21. the world : is there one thing in life that your muse must accomplish ? what will they do when they complete that goal ?
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I do want to note, that this only portrays Maeryn.
‘ The moon’s beautiful light shines on all that makes up the beginning, with eyes kept barely open I still see you far away and trust your grief—
#RISENSUNG; Maeryn Lillie. An original character based in the Mass Effect Universe. Multi-Verse and Headcanon reliant. Independent, Selective. Private. Moderate-to-Low Activity. Dash Only. As penned by Aryze. 21+. SFW. She/Her. EST.
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Botanical Headcanons ; Not Accepting
@warpaiint asked: magnolia, muse’s relationship with nature & the natural world.
There is no ambiguity when it comes to Maeryn’s affinity for nature; from a quiescent ambience that strode beyond the horizon, to the firmament one could inundate themselves in. The pulsation of nature, serene and steadfast—it is her infatuation, the beacon of life. A notion that warms her heart like naught else, and no matter what discourse or misery there might be, a tepid, heartfelt sunlight shall shine upon nature. It is something that she can only describe as beautiful—something that inspires reverie and aspiration. To hope itself, which continues beyond that boundless horizon—that it emboldens people to run towards it.
She is often seen tending to the various foliage that the soil provides; studying their properties for Maeryn finds it fascinating. She considers it a past-time, though related to her own work—as a botanist (in main verse, of course.) Nonetheless, Maeryn can frequently be seen with flowers, a cliché but endearing bias towards the greenery—if one were to ask, she’d speak fondly of these plants, quipping about her favourite flower warmly.
Her own temperament is not unlike such milieu—tender as it is patient, yet never to be unheeded. Maeryn, more often than not, is considered a caretaker, a protector to those that have come to know her well—outside of her own introversion. She is quiet and sincere—kind as she is gentle—as if a mere breeze cascades over a valley. While her disposition strikes as cold and ethereal, Maeryn’s personality is quick to make up for such façade—fond of nature and the life it bears fruit to.
I am the echo of a tattered book – my spine is cracked with age and my pages are no longer caressed. I am a reminder of so many words lost to another time.
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