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@shurimanpowerball
Roleplay Blog for Rammus from League of Legends. No affiliation to R.iot Games. Selective. Canon Divergent. Mun is 25+. Trigger warnings for: written violence (just incase). Please read my rules before interacting. Written by: Eurydice. Sideblog to: @veiled-lady
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Happy Valentines day! I've been busy irl so I haven't been online much.
Rammus Gaming
@roaming-rammus *does the spiderman pointing meme*
Another one of his magnificent self? Rammus could hardly believe his eyes... this was a miracle! He hoped this wasn't one of those heat-based hallucinations. He mimicked the motion and pointed right back at his newfound twin brother.
Character associations
Animal: Armadillo or turtle
Colors: Sandy brown, gold, green
Month: July
Song(s):
The Golden Age - Woodkid
Deja Vu - Dave Rodgers
Sunny Sunday - Chilling Smite
Day or night: Day
Plant: Aloe
Scent: dirt Cactus Blossom
Gemstone: Jasper
Season: Summer
Food: Aloe plants, bugs, voidlings
Astrological sign: Cancer
Element: Earth
Drink: Warm water
Tagged by: @veiled-lady
Tagging: ALL OF YOU
I found this Rammus playlist on spotify that is a certified banger. I didn't make it.
Mighty Rammus, are there more of your kind? Do you have a mate?
"Shut up."
"What, why are you looking at me like that?"
- @shurimanpowerball
Rammus ( @shurimanpowerball ) catches Taliyah gazing at her.
๐๐ก๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐๐๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐, in the flesh, in the person. This awe-inspiring figure was smaller than expected, rounder and stouter, rendering the overall impression just okay, alright in the best proportions, not too intimidating, not too meagre.
So agreeable was he, so easy to look at, that Taliyah found herself gazing and nodding, unfurling her thumb from her fist.
Rammus was cool. He was okay, in the best way.
Still, Taliyah couldn't forget that she was in the presence of a great spirit, a great protector. Her elders had told stories of Rammus helping their elders, and Taliyah would thank him for it.
โ Thank you for your protection, okay great Rammus. My elders used to tell okay stories of you. Your festivals are okay my favorites. โ
The spirit, the myth, the legend, it was Rammus in the flesh. Tales of Rammus have been ever-present as the grains in the vast Shuriman sands. His nature is an enigma and a topic of debate among even Shurima's greatest and wisest scholars. What does he stand for? Why did this protector appear exactly when a miracle was needed? How does one become enlightened in his great presence? No one knows... until they meet his magnificence in person.
The Armordillo stared at Taliyah with a blank expression, so indifferent in fact that one may mistake it for a complete lack of intelligence. His sharp claws rested at his sides as he stared, unblinking, and completely unmoving. His beady yellow eyes shimmered faintly under the Shuriman sun. He did not move. For three minutes. As if he were one of the sandstone statues that guarded tombs. Then, finally, he parted his too-long mouth. Had he decided she was worthy? Was he prepared to share the life-changing wisdom of the sands? "Okay."
Cont. from x @nameaprice
What had he been up to? Mostly sleeping, eating, and of course rolling around. Rammus had spent a few days at a lovely oasis, in which a crocodile attempted to eat him, but failed to do so and injured itself instead. Though, the oasis had the loveliest aloe plants he'd seen. Rammus held a couple of aloe branches in his clawed hands, and lifted them up to show Sivir. He made a shovey motion. He was sharing.
Modern AU Rammus. @nameaprice
An armadillo who lives in the farmlands and is considered a pest by some farmers. The armadillo has been named 'Rammus' by locals and scours the fields for anthills and bugs. No one knows how an armadillo ended up here, or why that armadillo is clever than most animals. Some people are nice though and offer him snacks when he's around looking for food
"So then, you are the fabled Rammus? To think that such a diminutive creature is revered as a god..."
Rammus stared at the exhalted being before him. He stopped his chewing on an aloe plant he held. Rammus was pittifully small in comparison in his current form, standing barely at 4 feet tall. Rammus' expression was plain with indifference though even he could feel the terrible power that this being possesed. Rammus was almost fearless. "Yes" he spoke.
To be honest, Xerath wasn't sure what to make of the creature before him. This hardly seemed like some 'long-lost Ascended' like some legends claimed, but there was unmistakably a notable magical presence contained within the small frame. He might have dismissed Rammus as little more than an animal, until it spoke. "I am Xerath. I presume you know of me, if you are indeed as ancient as the stories claim."
Rammus seemed to search his memory. He had withdrawn from Shuriman business back when the Sun Disc was established... but he remembered the unfortunate rumors that emerged afterwards. He often stayed away from Nerimazeth because of the magical aura that surrounded that place, and because it was once the capital of the empire that turned its back on its oldest protectors. He had no business going near there. "Yes. Nerimazeth." Rammus said. He lifted the aloe plant up to his mouth and took a bite, chewing slowly.
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Oops reblogged to the wrong blog but that quote still fits LOL
I thought once that gods are the opposite of death, but I see now they are more dead than anything, for they are unchanging, and can hold nothing in their hands.
Circe, written by Madeline Miller
The poro sees the rammus roll! It also tries to roll. It is less good at the rolling. Truly, he has mastered it!
Rammus watched the poros try to roll. He was impressed, but their rolling could be better. He curled up in a ball and rolled around to show them how it was done.
Are you on a roll today?
"Yes"
"So then, you are the fabled Rammus? To think that such a diminutive creature is revered as a god..."
Rammus stared at the exhalted being before him. He stopped his chewing on an aloe plant he held. Rammus was pittifully small in comparison in his current form, standing barely at 4 feet tall. Rammus' expression was plain with indifference though even he could feel the terrible power that this being possesed. Rammus was almost fearless. "Yes" he spoke.
Mighty Rammus, can you enlighten my humble self with a few words of wisdom?
"Life is an unfoldment, and the further we travel the more truth we can comprehend. To understand the things that are at our door is the best preparation for understanding those that lie beyond."
