(Written for me by an Aide, too busy to bother trying to type) I coulda sworn I had alllll the tracks in Unova memorized, but apparently not. Been following this thing for a few days off and on, still no clue what is… Anyone smarter than me able to identify it? If it helps from one side to the other I can fit my whole hand a few times over? So… Big pokemon whatever it is.
And why would it be in my best interests to reveal such a thing so soon? Ahhh, bien oui, donc… Wouldn’t an action be quite forward of me, no? Declare myself to the world so suddenly after two messages? I wouldn’t dare wish to come across so… Self absorbed?
But perhaps my stress is causing me to act rather irrational, I do apologize for wishing for a bit of a hm… Spontaneity? No… That doesn’t seem the correct word… Ah. Galarish is such an odd language, isn’t it?
Since people keep saying ‘no Seventeen don’t go back’ (you are stupid for that I’m not sorry) would it make people happier if I try to find the nice short man whose name I haven’t been saying since I don’t want people to hurt him (I heard this internet is dangerous?), and go to him, instead of bad to the lab…? I don’t like being alone so long… It’s very boring? ☹️
(steals all your food, assorted supplies, and half of your health potions) >:)
*A very tired looking Lotvonuzjot knocks on your door, however, being a dragon, this is more to the effect of ‘accidentally punctured a hole in your door’ which only makes him look even more tired and done with this whole thing*
Sorry, I have noooo clue what I’m doing here, but I suppose none of us do lol! (New website and all! How fun!)
Anyways! Hi! My name is Pchyolka, and I’m an employee at Galactic Aerospace Research and Development! Due to the specifics of my contract I can’t say exactly what my role is here, but I have to say… It’s all super exciting! (For simplicity’s sake I’ll mostly refer to my employers by ‘GARD’ from here forth!)
I don’t currently have a team (long story!), but that’s currently getting sorted for me! I’ll make sure to update this when they’re here! :D
Oh! And they/them only for me please, thank youuu!
ooc:
All types of anons and mail are chill, mod and oc are also adults :P
They’re a member of my au’s version of Team Galactic, but currently very much unaware of… Going ons behind the scenes.
Blanket warning for: Human experimentation, VERY shitty working conditions / (some) workers being barely treated as anything more than a resource (), general Team Galactic related warnings (wanting to make a new universe and all), brainwashing (in the indoctrination / isolation / social programming sense NOT mind control), and mentions of violence (current and past)
I will say, their name has some symbolism to the story w/ this blog, buuuut that’s entirely ooc and they’d never notice that or put two and two together ofc lol >:)
I’d consider this blog at least semi-high stakes later on?
This is in the same universe (fl-verse) as the International Independent Restorationists Fundamentalist Arcists’ Church and (Militant) Team Flare, albeit only the prior currently exists at this time as well, the initial Team Flare doesn’t come into existence until 2009
As conscious thought slowly returned to them, Seru became progressively more and more aware of just how much pain they were in- each joint and muscle in their body screaming in protest as they slowly climbed to their feet, hacking up more salt water than was certainly healthy onto the sand below.
Unfamiliar sand. The wrong colour they noted, looking up after a few startled moments.
They stood there for a very long time, staring incredulously at the sky- its shade too oh so wrong- unable to process a thing.
Where was the canopy?
Where were the rocky spires piercing the heavens like thousands of giant teeth?
No… No… Just endless rolling fields and endless open sky.
They dug their claws into the sand below to try to stabilize themselves, suddenly feeling quite dizzy as memories of the storm slowly flicked back in. Body still almost feeling like it was being thrown about by choppy and violent waves. The sound of wood snapping and frightened shouts ringing in their ears anew.
The ship… It should be nearby! The crew! Anything! But it seemed all that surrounded Seru was a broken crate and a few planks strewn about.
“Dhāgghun grant me strength…!” They croaked, a small sob breaking from their maw “Where… Where is everyone?”
It’d have almost likely been less distressing if they’d found themselves surrounded by corpses, but there weren’t even a sign anyone else had ever been there.
A strange bird- white and grey with yellow beak- almost seemed to cackle at the lizard bulls’s distress, causing them to instinctively stand up on their two back legs in an attempt to seem much much larger.
Hirke Harr would have agreed that this was much too exposed, and Seru knew they were in no state to put up a fight if one of this land’s unknown predators came a-prowling.
It took them only a moment to decide… First they’d find shelter, then they’d patch themselves up to the best of their ability, and lastly they’d do whatever it takes to either find the others from the ship… Or simply figure our where on Nirn they were.
… Perhaps an offering to Moraulh’he was in order.
(That was pretty rushed lmao, buuuut I wanted to have something down :P)
I love roleplays of all kinds, serious or silly- do be warned Seru will be going through major culture shock for a while here (Why Is Everyone Bipedal)
Random notes about Seru and a small Lizard Bull loredump that will be relevant somehow!
Seru, and all Lizard Bulls for that matter, would use 'They/Them' in Cyrod, as their only third person pronoun in their language basically just means 'That Person'
Seru is a Necromancer, but more in the sense of say Zerith-var than Mannimarco- it’s a very different and respected art in Pyandonea 😌
Their name is pronounced like Ale-Zay-Ru (Nineteen)
For fairly obvious reasons *cough* no lore *cough* at all this blog is based entirely on lore I've created for the Lizard Bulls and their history for an Elder Scrolls OC project of mine.
They know next to nothing about Tamriel besides that the Maormer whomst they sheltered hailed from there once upon a time... And of course that the only others from the continent that they ever met were QUITE hostile.
Lizard Bulls live in an ‘early’ democracy. They’d be bemused and equally disturbed by tamriel still playing Emperor and King.
They have VERY opposite views on the Daedric Princes. All I’ll say is roles have swapped a bit. Perhaps I’ll reveal in time, perhaps not 😌
Lizard bulls are ‘lizards’ in the sense of the synapsid phase between reptiles and mammals. They are covered in a layer of proto-feather ‘fuzz’, in some places, and otherwise scales and leather. And quadrepeds in the same way gorillas are technically (knuckle walkers). They are also the size of Giant Short Faced Bears- hence why they easily threw a few historic pirates around so easily in the only lore we have of them.
I’ve only got one super rushed sketch of a generic lizard bull, sooo here’s this while I work on Seru’s ref:
No more lore here since I want to have SOME stuff revealed in time hehe.
Daedric Prince Names:
Azura- Azhur
Boethiah- Bhotakha
Clavicus Vile- Kavikhus
Hermaeus Mora- Moraulh’he
Hircine- Hirke Harr
Ithelia- ‘A Deeply Encoded Animal Terror’ wow how nice and friendly don’t you love it when you can’t remember what something is but it’s so programmed in your very blood to be terrified of this vague idea of whatever’s missing :)
Jyggalag- Jhaggal
Malacath- Malhahaka
Mehrunes Dagon- Dhāgghun
Mephala- Meffale
Meridia- Merithkya
Molag Bal- Mulhag’aru
Namira- Nahmaur
Nocturnal- Nokthra
Peryite- Piryth
Sanguine- San’wuth
Sheogorath- Shoggal
Vaermina- Vhæmin
But yeah Lizard Bulls have basically no canon lore except Strong and Quadruped lmaooo: