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Just to let you know that my new account is back and up and running smooth :) Some of my content here is on a queue there for the next day or so.
I'll continue to post my regular stuff there, but also will be condensing my vampire fop side into the new account so it's all consolidated into a single space, do FOP, Avatar, FOPXVampire content, that sort of thing..
I'll keep my eye on this blog for the next few weeks but will probably not post anything since i'll be posting from the new account.
Just to let you know that my new account is back and up and running smooth :) Some of my content here is on a queue there for the next day or so.
I'll continue to post my regular stuff there, but also will be condensing my vampire fop side into the new account so it's all consolidated into a single space, do FOP, Avatar, FOPXVampire content, that sort of thing..
I'll keep my eye on this blog for the next few weeks but will probably not post anything since i'll be posting from the new account.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
What if Alma had been exiled by the Resistance when her truth came into light? No home, her reputation tarnished, shamed and no avatar, what does that mean for her?Not to mention, there is something else that's been living on Pandora. Something different that shouldn't be there and is growing the shade of Pandora's light.
Chapter 2 snippet
Haheylì pulled Ri’nela off to the privacy of an off-shoot cave; already turned into a sparing ring for the Zeswa and currently empty. For how long was another matter but for now, it worked for them.
“<Talk to me, please>” her hand touched Ri’nela’s elbow, encouraging her to talk.
The scowl that crossed Ri’nela’s face was immediate and certainly directed to the person who wasn't there. “<I cannot believe her.>”
“<You think it was wrong?>”
Ri’nela scoffed a little. “<No but she could have waited until after our celebrations. This…” She gestured to the tablet. “<the moment I take control, all the burden is on my shoulders. I just want to celebrate our victory…. And I can’t if I have Resistant work to do.>”
Haheylì gave her friend a look. “<I can help. This matter is not to be decided tonight. One night unattended to will not compromise us. Cortez left everything locked behind firewalls and even the tablet is secured.>”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
What if Alma had been exiled by the Resistance when her truth came into light? No home, her reputation tarnished, shamed and no avatar, what does that mean for her?
Not to mention, there is something else that's been living on Pandora. Something different that shouldn't be there and is growing the shade of Pandora's light.
Chapter 1 snippet
“Cortez, what do you want?” Ri’nela was a little blunt, “We’re a little busy right now.”
Her mouth felt parched but she kept her gaze steady. “I noticed. A party for celebrating Mercer’s downfall no doubt.”
Ri’nela hummed once to confirm it but it was clearly very closed to her.
Honestly, Alma hadn’t kept up to notice the resistance do it themselves inside but it did explain why she was mostly left to her own devices since she got up. She hadn’t noticed. She loosened her grip on the tablet, offering it out to her.
Ri’nela’s eyes dropped to the tablet in her hands sceptically. “What is that?” She didn’t take it.
“I… figured that once things began to settle now that the RDA aren’t currently around that I’d be asked to step down from my position Jake left me in.” She said tightly, not meeting Ri’nela’s eyes. “My resignation, so to speak.”
EDIT: The title has been changed to Beneath Stillwaters
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
What if Alma had been exiled by the Resistance when her truth came into light? No home, her reputation tarnished, shamed and no avatar, what does that mean for her?
Not to mention, there is something else that's been living on Pandora. Something different that shouldn't be there and is growing the shade of Pandora's light.
Chapter 1 snippet
“Cortez, what do you want?” Ri’nela was a little blunt, “We’re a little busy right now.”
Her mouth felt parched but she kept her gaze steady. “I noticed. A party for celebrating Mercer’s downfall no doubt.”
Ri’nela hummed once to confirm it but it was clearly very closed to her.
Honestly, Alma hadn’t kept up to notice the resistance do it themselves inside but it did explain why she was mostly left to her own devices since she got up. She hadn’t noticed. She loosened her grip on the tablet, offering it out to her.
Ri’nela’s eyes dropped to the tablet in her hands sceptically. “What is that?” She didn’t take it.
“I… figured that once things began to settle now that the RDA aren’t currently around that I’d be asked to step down from my position Jake left me in.” She said tightly, not meeting Ri’nela’s eyes. “My resignation, so to speak.”
EDIT: The title has been changed to Beneath Stillwaters
Just so people are aware, while i have one AO3 Account under Pandorafallz, I've opened up a new one for strictly FOPxVampire content which I'll update on this account.
The new AO3 account: Sarenteufallz
It's a pseudonym from the main account which I kept neutral in case I wanted to do different content.
I'm due to upload the start of my first fic on that account which is why I'm advertising it now :)
Tomorrow, probs gonna get an official pinned post for stuff, like a master list or something so people can pick and look through that for my stuff.
Plus, maybe a promo I can post to my main Pandora blog so people interested can take a proper look :)
Also, i've got one art piece up with a mini one-shot to it though I'm a little disappointed in the responses I've got so far. Still, I'll focus more on my next vamp fic piece before i tackle enough art thing.
You know, In-game of the Sky Breaker DLC, Alma and Anufi's capture to Rescue occurred in about a week (based on NPC chatter). That's a long time to be an RDA prisoner.
What do you think happened to Alma and Anufi in that time?
We know Anufi was caged multiple times, and most likely an AMP suit of some kine dragged her along outside of it (Anufi threw down as much as she could based on the messes we found so she couldn't have been in a cage the entire time) given she's taller and stronger than the human guards.
Since the facilities they were put in didn't have prison cells till the last stop, they were kept in the kitchens. Anufi was in the cage, and Alma was cuffed up and locked up in the storage unit (with a bed) a little away from each other; they were separated enough but I bet they would have heard each other. This seems purposeful.
We know they were interrogated multiple times, based on MC conclusion and we knew Alma and Anufi never split until Alma was put into the NeroSect.
It does make me wonder on the RDA's techniques for interrogation before then.
Alma was the main target all along. She knew everything the RDA needed and was now in a body that they could use their tech on to get that information. As a human, she's weak enough to be manhandled and given the neglect she spent for at least 16 years and the dissociation she had in regards to her body, she's very weak in comparison to a normal human body. Easy prey to RDA. They could have just taken her and not fussed about getting a Tsahik which they know would pull the Na'vi into conflict.
Anufi, I think was written as a prisoner made to motivate the Na'vi side of the conquest. I doubt the Na'vi would have rallied to save one small human woman that caused the genocide of a Na'vi clan... unless the intel she had was worth the battle (I'm hopeful, but I doubt it)
The game doesn't show blood, or at least nothing graphic (Which is a shame we can't have that option). I noticed this when Alma's Avatar was killed; there were no massive amounts of blood from a fatal stabbing; not on skin, or even the clothing when there should have been massive amounts on Alma and even on So'lek's hands, given his attempted to put pressure on her wounds.
So it's likely we didn't see any bruises, cuts or signs of physical beatings or abuse on Alma or Anufi that no doubt came from their fights or interrogation. (I honestly believe they have them but bc of the rating, it's not shown explicitly to viewers)
Alma was tortured with the NeroSect and was almost killed. But before that, was she beaten? Raped, statistical almost always with female prisoners? Tortured with tools, like batteries and water? Had her mask removed until she passed out? She was fed given the presence of food packets and a metal tray in her makeshift prison cell. Her toilet situation was no doubt humiliating as possible, as for the fact she probably never was able to shower or wash. After the NeroSect, we didn't see her nose bleed or anything; she should have had that given she was at max tolerance, like Spider was.
Anufi was Co2 starved and left to die in her cell once Harding realised she would get more out of Alma. What was her deal? I think the RDA were more cautious with her; and less involved. Keeping her caged up was their most secure option. She could have been starved of food to make a point or to set some resentment toward Alma who was getting fed (and had no means to sneak her food), her toilet situation was probably less cared about since to the RDA, she's an animal to them so they probably just left her a bucket for her business and didn't change it. I think the RDA didn't bother as much with the restraints as they did with Alma. Anufi's prosthetic right arm probably would have made it extremely difficult so they just settled with an AMP.
After rescuing Alma from the NeroSect, at least Karen Glave did her best to portray Alma's suffering despite the character model not showing anything substantial.
Anufi's VA, Maev Beaty also did a wonderful job with Anufi's ordeal and weakness that came come being starved of breath.
But after that, once they're back home? Nothing. Alma's log, sure but there's no talk of recovery, or any PTSD that either of them got from the situation. Would the two have bonded over it or just avoided each other?
Soo many questions and no answers or scenes.
Love to hear your thoughts on this or if i made you wonder as well :)
Haheylì’s ear twitched, her gut churning a little as she felt the air go quiet. An unnatural quiet which often came with the feeling of being followed. Familiar as when she felt the prowl of a Palulukan when she had crossed into Spool Island of the Kinglor Forest. She hadn’t been prepared to stay so she had backtracked and thankfully, the feeling had vanished once she had left the island.
Her steps were fast, trying to leave the immediate area of plains in fear of this being claimed territory yet the feeling never subsided by the time she crossed a ravine river and large waterfall which she expected; Palulukan’s didn’t like water and often their territory would break up over large landmarks like this.
Her hands gripped her bow tighter, her other hand twisting an arrow into place, her breath coming out faster as she felt the… flutter of nerves only rise. She was being followed.
Whatever it was, it was close… nor she wasn’t going to go down without a fight but even then…she had to consider her chances. She knew Palulukan and that was the hardest creature to survive on a good day. Why would they follow her when there was more prey around; better prey to choose to go for?
Her fingers pressed to her throat comm. “Ri’nela.” She spoke, her voice a whisper.
It took a few seconds before she heard her friend’s voice in her ear. “Haheylì? Are you hurt?” The concern for her choice of tone was not missed. Good.
“Not yet.” She whispered, her eyes flickering about. “Something’s following me. I thought it was a thanator but it’s been stalking me far longer than a typical thanator would.”
“Where are you?”
“The Calling River, I was just coming back from collecting some Islet Palm Bast for new bow strings. I can’t see anything…but I feel its presence.”
“That area isn’t too far from Thanator territory in the Fools Retreat. It could be one of them. Can you call your Ikran?”
“She’s refusing to land.” Honestly, Haheylì was a bit peeved about that but clearly the Ikran’s senses were far sharper and clearly felt too in danger to help even her…
There was a long moments of pause as she craned to look behind her, her ears swivelling out in her efforts yet there was no sound. No smell either, just the thick grassland and pollen of near bushes.
“So’lek will come down to meet you. His Ikran is fast. He’ll sweep the area. Can you locate an area to defend yourself?”
“There’s a Tarsyu cave nearby up the mountains towards the Stone heard. I’ll head there.”
She changed her direction, trying to maintain a speed that didn’t look like she was running in case it triggered something but she was unbothered in her climb and she reached the mouth of the overgrown cave. A wide mouth, some afternoon light streaming in yet.
“I’m at the cave.” She stated to Ri’nela, keeping the line open for tracking purposes. Paranoia creeping up on her.
“So-“ Ri’nela’s exactly didn’t finish as Haheylì startled abruptly as her earpiece get pulled out before she felt a cold grip on her arm but that was gone in a moment with a flash of heat and her weight was yanked back from her crouch her arm flew out back behind her instinctually to catch herself before she felt her back hit something small, soft but unmoving. Arms snaked around her within a matter of two seconds, her head pulled back with the surprising strength of small hands before she felt the sharp pain as she felt a cold set of sharp teeth embed straight into her neck and break into the skin…
A sharp gasp left her lips but her head swam quickly… a venom of sorts, Haheylì mentally noted vaguely as her body loosened up from any fight, the hand shifting to grip her shoulder than her wrist. The pain vanished… but she felt a oddly satisfying feeling overcome her… like she didn’t want to fight…
Her eyes fluttered shut, arms falling limp against the creature and barely aware as it lapped up the spill of blood…
I had fun with this piece, both writing and art, the latter of which was hard! The vampire was so hard to get her face right with the angle; that had me stumped for at least 24 hours until I figured it out :)
Right now, this piece is a one-shot but if you're interested in a second chapter then let me know :) A second piece will probably not have the same art but maybe a banner of sorts like my other Pandora blog for my fics.
tbh, i didn't wanna post the picture without something to go with it so the story was written for the piece. If you want the art but not the story, that's cool. I'm open for discussions XD
PS: i really enjoy the notion of a deadly predator being half the size of a Na'vi hehe. It was a fun scale to play with, fortunately with my reference program, you can set the models to specific scales in comparison to another model. A predator that's half their size, ten times as strong (at the least) and equally as times as fast so any unfortunate soul's never gonna have a proper chance to know what's happening until their teeth are in them. I know i missed a few things like their glowy dots.
Haheylì’s ear twitched, her gut churning a little as she felt the air go quiet. An unnatural quiet which often came with the feeling of being followed. Familiar as when she felt the prowl of a Palulukan when she had crossed into Spool Island of the Kinglor Forest. She hadn’t been prepared to stay so she had backtracked and thankfully, the feeling had vanished once she had left the island.
Her steps were fast, trying to leave the immediate area of plains in fear of this being claimed territory yet the feeling never subsided by the time she crossed a ravine river and large waterfall which she expected; Palulukan’s didn’t like water and often their territory would break up over large landmarks like this.
Her hands gripped her bow tighter, her other hand twisting an arrow into place, her breath coming out faster as she felt the… flutter of nerves only rise. She was being followed.
Whatever it was, it was close… nor she wasn’t going to go down without a fight but even then…she had to consider her chances. She knew Palulukan and that was the hardest creature to survive on a good day. Why would they follow her when there was more prey around; better prey to choose to go for?
Her fingers pressed to her throat comm. “Ri’nela.” She spoke, her voice a whisper.
It took a few seconds before she heard her friend’s voice in her ear. “Haheylì? Are you hurt?” The concern for her choice of tone was not missed. Good.
“Not yet.” She whispered, her eyes flickering about. “Something’s following me. I thought it was a thanator but it’s been stalking me far longer than a typical thanator would.”
“Where are you?”
“The Calling River, I was just coming back from collecting some Islet Palm Bast for new bow strings. I can’t see anything…but I feel its presence.”
“That area isn’t too far from Thanator territory in the Fools Retreat. It could be one of them. Can you call your Ikran?”
“She’s refusing to land.” Honestly, Haheylì was a bit peeved about that but clearly the Ikran’s senses were far sharper and clearly felt too in danger to help even her…
There was a long moments of pause as she craned to look behind her, her ears swivelling out in her efforts yet there was no sound. No smell either, just the thick grassland and pollen of near bushes.
“So’lek will come down to meet you. His Ikran is fast. He’ll sweep the area. Can you locate an area to defend yourself?”
“There’s a Tarsyu cave nearby up the mountains towards the Stone heard. I’ll head there.”
She changed her direction, trying to maintain a speed that didn’t look like she was running in case it triggered something but she was unbothered in her climb and she reached the mouth of the overgrown cave. A wide mouth, some afternoon light streaming in yet.
“I’m at the cave.” She stated to Ri’nela, keeping the line open for tracking purposes. Paranoia creeping up on her.
“So-“ Ri’nela’s exactly didn’t finish as Haheylì startled abruptly as her earpiece get pulled out before she felt a cold grip on her arm but that was gone in a moment with a flash of heat and her weight was yanked back from her crouch her arm flew out back behind her instinctually to catch herself before she felt her back hit something small, soft but unmoving. Arms snaked around her within a matter of two seconds, her head pulled back with the surprising strength of small hands before she felt the sharp pain as she felt a cold set of sharp teeth embed straight into her neck and break into the skin…
A sharp gasp left her lips but her head swam quickly… a venom of sorts, Haheylì mentally noted vaguely as her body loosened up from any fight, the hand shifting to grip her shoulder than her wrist. The pain vanished… but she felt a oddly satisfying feeling overcome her… like she didn’t want to fight…
Her eyes fluttered shut, arms falling limp against the creature and barely aware as it lapped up the spill of blood…
I had fun with this piece, both writing and art, the latter of which was hard! The vampire was so hard to get her face right with the angle; that had me stumped for at least 24 hours until I figured it out :)
Right now, this piece is a one-shot but if you're interested in a second chapter then let me know :) A second piece will probably not have the same art but maybe a banner of sorts like my other Pandora blog for my fics.
tbh, i didn't wanna post the picture without something to go with it so the story was written for the piece. If you want the art but not the story, that's cool. I'm open for discussions XD
PS: i really enjoy the notion of a deadly predator being half the size of a Na'vi hehe. It was a fun scale to play with, fortunately with my reference program, you can set the models to specific scales in comparison to another model. A predator that's half their size, ten times as strong (at the least) and equally as times as fast so any unfortunate soul's never gonna have a proper chance to know what's happening until their teeth are in them. I know i missed a few things like their glowy dots.
Hehe, I've got ideas brewing for one Vampire FOP AU in line!!
Set in about the Sky Breaker DLC era and it's gonna focus on Alma to start with bc... well i like hurting her and causing some pain to others in the range in that fall out. No details just yet beyond that.
i'm getting characters together and establishing lore which is why I've been quiet on both blogs rn, not just me doing art with my Sarentu.
Would people like this particular AU on AO3 too or you folks gonna wait till I've started to post?
