#baskar

[adsurgitvagus]

General Hylics oc masterpost, since I've made so many and put off showing them for whatever reason. There they are, most of them anyway: a spaghetti creature, a disgraced dread knight of Yiithorn, a splithead pilot and the most pathetic Wayne out there. I love them all dearly and really need to get all the sketches of them out of my system

Bonus points: their interactions and friendships!

[zaidshair]

location: the Hub @little-baski

Back home, Zaid much preferred the hot safety of the kitchen, only emerging to chat with VIP tables and the like. Here, he enjoyed designing and preparing communal meals for anyone who wanted it, compromising with the ingredients provided - dried, preserved, tinned, packaged.

Working the Hub was different. Zaid even enjoyed dishing it out, meeting the diners head-on. It reminded Zaid of charity runs he used to do (tried to drag Tej, but Tej said he had his own way of doling out 'charity'; truth was, Zaid never found out what that was) mostly for publicity, but. Deep down somewhere buried under his rotted heart, Zaid actually liked community service.

Which was why this supper-time, he was mulling over what possible 'service' those odd printed tape messages provided, for this community. It seemed everyone got one, about someone else. Zaid had yet to know who got his, and what the 'secret' even was. Tonight's supper was more muted than usual, everyone passing looks back and forth at each other with haunted, hunted wariness. Less people eating communally, too. Loads of leftovers, which Zaid stayed to pack up.

When he spotted Baskar (who usually slipped in at the end, Zaid noticed. Zaid took note of everyone's eating habits, it was his nature) quickly nabbing food from the chafing dishes, it made Zaid reach into his pocket. He read it again:

HERE IS A SECRET: I've started keeping a notebook of some of the things I've overheard on the island. Who am I?

Zaid was no amateur armchair detective. He'd been mulling over this secret all day though, idly eliminating people as he considered them - some too innocent, others not invested enough. And looking at Baskar, one word stood out on the message: overheard.

Could it be, really?

Zaid shifted quickly along the serving tables, so Baskar would eventually come within eyeline of the chef. "I knew you're avoiding me," he said to Baskar, as greeting. "Still pissed I saved you?"

[raddouchebag]

Baskar art archive

Baskar, my beloved. Featuring their children as well.

Kari belongs to @pan-flute-skeleton

[pan-flute-skeleton]

The Best Way to Start the Day

It's @bastiankitzler birthday! In honor of a personal favorite ship of mine, I wrote a little Baskar drabble. Enjoy @raddouchebag

His old bones ached. There was a crick in his neck keeping Bastian stiff and bed ridden. He stretched as best as he could and felt something worse than his pain: cold, empty space. His eyes fluttered open and confirmed his wife was gone. Her side crumpled as if she left in a hurry. Bastian sighed, disappointed he wouldn't get any extra morning affection.

Forcing himself up and out, Bastian put on some lounge pants and cleaned his face in their master bathroom. Since moving into a more private section of Mordhaus, he didn't have to worry about running into random klokateers on cleaning duty or grooming themselves in the communal bathrooms. It also meant a private kitchen as well. The Nespresso was a nice house warming gift from Toki and became part of Bastian's daily routine. This morning, however, there was a commotion unlike anything he heard before.

"Dons't touch that!" Kari yelped, "It ams hot...I tink?"

"Mama, what do you mean?" kind Katja squeaked.

"Well...Is...Is dons't know. Is puts de eggs in de pan and they ams supposed to cook and dat means 'hot' but they ams still wet..."

Katja peeked under the pan, "Umm, Mama, there's no fire here."

"Oh! Oh my!" She turned the knob and the stove clicked into life.

"Is breakfast done yet?" whined Heidi. She held a sticky spoon in her hand as she ate straight from the lingonberry jam jar to sustain her hunger.

"Heidi! Stops that!" Kari scolded her youngest.

"But I'm hungry!" She stuck the spoon in the jar and folded her arms.

Ahem Bastian cleared his throat. He leaned against the wall and watched the show with a smile on his face. The three girls faced him, paused for a moment and then...

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" they all cheered. His daughters rushed forward and hugged his legs. Bastian got down to his level and scooped them in his long arms, kissing their heads alternately.

"Thank you, angels." Heidi picked her head up and glared at her father. He rolled his eyes and snickered "Okay. Thank you, angel." She flashed a devilish smile and nuzzled her face against him.

"We wanted to get this ready for yous before yous wake up. But..." Kari fiddled with her hands nervously. They were stopped when he encapsulated them in his own. She met her husband's eyes, glistening with grateful tears.

"You did this all for me, love?" he asked her.

"Of course. And this amns't the only ting we have planned for today." Kari brought her lips to Bastian's and broke her hands free to place on his shoulders.

"I love you so much. Thank you. But how about we actually make breakfast, yeah?"

The family salvaged what they could and got ready to spend the day celebrating Bastian.

[thewapolls]

The WILD ARMS Hero Tourney:

FIRST DIVISION - Match 8 of 8

Battle of the Baskar

Jessica (WA:FT)

Gallows Carradine (WA3)

Voting ended onMay 22, 2023

[adsurgitvagus]

Some bluey variations and buffsnosa

[thewapolls]

The WILD ARMS Hero Tourney: FIRST DIVISION - Match 12 of 12

Forces of Nature

Mariel (Wild Arms 1/Alter Code: F)

Gallows Carradine (Wild Arms 3)

Voting ended onJun 7, 2023

[thewapolls]

The WILD ARMS Hero Tourney: FIRST DIVISION - Match 15 of 15

Alien Technology -vs- Magic Spirits of Nature

Rudy Rougnight (original Wild Arms/Alter Code: F)

Gallows Carradine (Wild Arms 3)

Voting ended onJun 22, 2023