I wish Muriel's gladiator days were explored more in the game ;w;
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I wish Muriel's gladiator days were explored more in the game ;w;
Just found a piece of fanart of Muriel in my camera roll and FUCK he’s so hot… like I go feral every time I see this picture… long hair… thick thighs… bULGE-
Vesuvia’s Ludus Sims 4 Build (The Arcana) Part 5
Part 5 of my Sims 4 Ludus, The Arcana Fan Build: Basement and Gladiators Living Quarters
Basement
This is the place where the gladiators sleep and where they spend their time when a fight is happening in the coliseum, since they cannot be out of their bedrooms unguarded.
Gladiator’s Living Quarters
Most of the time, the rooms aren’t full. Gladiators keep coming and going all the time, new ones are brought in and old ones die in the arena, so there’s never time to have a full bedroom. Even if one bedroom can host up to 6 gladiators, the reality is that most rooms will only have 3 or 4 gladiators per each of them. Sometimes, they’ll try to move all of them to the smallest number of rooms possible, but the cycle of death will keep going and in no time, they’ll be vacant beds again. Each fighter can take with themselves two personal objects, but they cannot be anything that can be used as a weapon.
Every bedroom looks the same, so I'll just show one. They all have 3 bunker beds and one bathroom, as well as 3 little drawers to share between 2 gladiators each.
Muriel’s Living Quarter’s Door
Quite the ominos sight, everyone’s afraid of the man that lives behind them.
Part 1: https://ashura02.tumblr.com/post/687178822480740352/vesuvias-ludus-sims-4-build-the-arcana-part-1 Part 2: https://ashura02.tumblr.com/post/687179493653299200/vesuvias-ludus-sims-4-build-the-arcana-part-2 Part 3: https://ashura02.tumblr.com/post/687179914516021248/vesuvias-ludus-sims-4-build-the-arcana-part-3 Part 4: https://ashura02.tumblr.com/post/687180370299453440/vesuvias-ludus-sims-4-build-the-arcana-part-4 Part 5: you’re here! Part 6: https://ashura02.tumblr.com/post/687181393279762432/vesuvias-ludus-sims-4-build-the-arcana-part-6
Hi I finally read the first part of Muriels reversed end and this sprite made me absolutely INSANE and I was summoned to finally do art again
...g- gladiator muriel
“There was....there was this boy.... he was in the stands at the coliseum. He couldn’t have been more than six or seven...
I could see that his father had forced him to come to that days battle. He’d try so hard to look at anything but the ring, but his father would smack the backside of his head and force his eyes back every time they were averted. I couldn’t hear what his dad would yell at him, but I can imagine he was telling him to watch- to start being a man. I saw a lot of myself in him, both of us scared and wishing we could be anywhere else but there.
Usually young boys that were brought along by their fathers WANTED to be there, they WANTED to see me hurl my axe down and take someone away from their life. As if their life didn’t matter, even before the petty crime they committed happened. As if it’s just a trivial game to watch.
Near the end, when I held my axe high above my head to give the final blow, I looked up to the same spot where this boy in the stands was. Now in the training I was put into before Lucio threw me to the sands, I was taught never to take my eyes off my opponent at any point, since it could leave a window for them to strike. But..... but for some reason I did.... the couple seconds I gazed back in his direction, I saw his small face overwhelmed with fear and despair behind heavily falling tears. Staring straight at me. I could make out the word “no” being yelled from his mouth, but of course it was drowned out by the many other thousands of voices screaming at me to finish it.
Feeling the person from under me almost struggle an arm free, I had to do something since he almost reached a shard of glass that could’ve easily been lethal in the right hands.
But this time I hesitated.
The familiar freezing fear that keeps your body from moving, took over my arms already in position to let down the blade. I got overwhelmingly dizzy and the pit grew heavier in my stomach. Even if I wanted to let them go or protested to fight, Lucio would devise another threat to Asra’s life that sounded too well thought out to be taken lightly.
I closed my eyes and swung down, hearing the clean break of another skull being severed from its body. And although I went numb after every time I did it, this time my ears rang and my vision turned tunnelled when the crowd roared.
It wasn’t until I was back in the cellar that I was stored in between fights that I fully came to.
And I cried.
I cried harder than I ever thought I could, gasping for breaths, making my throat dry and hoarse for the rest of that night, the only thing I could think of was the devastation in that young boys eyes, and how he didn’t want me to do it as much as I didn’t.
I thought that this will forever be one of his worst memories, and that I will be a part of that forever.
Seen as.......seen as a monster..”
(I hope you guys all like this drawing and little story, it absolutely wrecked me c’: )
you know i just find it relaxing to make these transparent
Alright folks, so here’s what’s going on: This is set before the events in the game. In my mind, Athena met Muriel through Asra when he was still a gladiator. His wounds were getting worse and worse and Asra asked Athena for help since that was her expertise. To say Muriel was upset would be an understatement. They only met a couple of times after, under the same circumstances, and they never really..talked before. Back then Athena was way too intimidated by him, not to mention completely in love with Asra.
Things changed after the Red Plague.