So, of course, one of the parts of today’s update that I was the most excited for was the Operator/Drifter rework, so I figured I’d share what my two…creatures…looked like before and after, since I saw some others sharing the ‘Before’ of their Operators/Drifters and thought it seemed fun!!
Images are below the cut, just in case anyone would rather avoid posts like this lol.
First up, we’ve got Mag, the Operator.
Before:
Now, I really liked what Mag looked like before the rework. I loved how curly her hair was, and the way her eyes and Somatics looked, so out of the two, she was the one I was the most nervous about having to remake.
After:
Of course, it’s not 100% perfect, but it’s close. It’s gonna take some getting used to (and I’m still tweaking a few things), but I’m starting to like how she looks the more I look at her. I do miss how her nose was before (and I haven’t quite found a good combo of faces to recreate that look), as well as how that particular hair looked, but I’ll get used to it lol.
And now, a side-by-side of both of them, just because I thought it was fun lol.
And now for my Drifter, Lēna.
Before:
I was never really a massive fan of how Lēna looked before the rework anyway, so I was excited to remake her XD. Her hair always looked so…off.
After:
I think she looks much better now. I’m still trying to decide on what hairstyle I’m gonna end up using (and I’m still figuring out the right combo for the colors in her hair lol), but I like how she’s turned out a lot.
And of course, we’ve gotta have the side-by-side of her as well.
Operator Mag gets pulled into a very strange Rathuum. She finds herself enjoying it more than she would’ve thought
Word Count: 1,217 words.
TW(s): None.
The fic begins under the cut. I hope y’all enjoy!
“He—No wait, that’s mine! Wha—“ I try to slap the hand away—a Grineer hand, I think—as it grabs at my weapons, roughly snatching the Nataruk slung across my back. I watch my squadmates, frowning as they seem to be rather unaffected by this, even as their weapons are taken as well.
“Chill, it’ll be fine. Here, you’ll be needing these.” I barely have time to turn towards the voice—a Volt—before two large objects are tossed my way. I catch one of them, a large gun, which is abnormally light. The hell kinda Rathuum is this? The other object, a bright orange ring, hits the ground and bounces a few meters away before falling onto its side. I walk over to collect it, mimicking the others as I place it around my Warframe’s waist. Suddenly, I hear Kela De Thaym, her voice projected over some sort of speaker.
“Hosers and Squirts, fill your weapons. Ah, stop complaining ya know ya love it.” I frown, my head tilting slightly as she slurs her words, her sentences stringing together as if they’re one. Why does she sound so…weird? I turn to the Volt, curious.
“Is she…okay?” They laugh.
“Yep. High as all hell, but she’s fine.” They turn to a nearby hole in the ground and I do the same. Some sort of liquid—is it acid? Some other toxic liquid?—suddenly starts spraying from it, and I jump back, startled. The others seem unfazed, and begin to remove the strange reservoirs from the tops of their guns, holding them towards the spray. I copy them, filling the cylinder before reattaching it to my gun. Still confused, I glance around as a whistle blows.
“The fuck do I do with this?” This time, a Gauss responds.
“Same thing ya do with any gun: point and shoot. Good luck. Let’s get these fuckers.” With that, I notice a few Grineer Executioners running out into the arena, outfitted similarly to us, and my squad starts darting towards them. I notice a large, lumbering shape, quickly recognizing him. Executioner Nok. They’re a formidable opponent normally, and apprehension coils in my chest as I force myself towards them, not wanting to cower away from the unfamiliar combat. As I run, I misjudge a step, losing my footing for a moment as a spherical object rolls in front of me—what the hell is a floof doing on a battlefield?! That momentary misstep sends me right in Nok’s line of fire, and I wait for the stinging pain from whatever’s in the guns. But…nothing happens. The liquid bounces off of my Warframe, leaving a damp sheen behind, but it doesn’t start eating through the metal as I had expected.
“This is WATER?!” I accidentally shout, frozen in surprise. To my horror, not only do I hear a rasping laugh from my opponent, but the Volt shouts back, and I can just tell they’re smirking behind their mask.
“Yep! It’s meant to be fun! Relax!” I roll my eyes, glancing to Nok. They shrug, a pleased smirk on their face. They raise their gun again, but this time I’m prepared. I roll to the side, darting quickly around them—they’re slow, I remind myself, I can use that to my advantage—, and I finally aim the gun, pulling the trigger. A stream of water launches towards Nok, hitting its mark, leaving a splash of water right in the center of their chestplate. I stare in shock for a moment, as does my opponent, before they grumble, continuing towards me. I bound away, a laugh escaping me as I do so. Okay, this is fun. I dart around the arena, spraying the Grineer with water before quickly leaping away. Then, I notice a shape that’s smaller, quicker, than the others. Executioner Garesh, a former deserter with a seething hatred for the Tenno. I try to employ the tactics that have been working thus far, but he moves faster than I can shoot. Water splashes off of my Warframe as he lands shot after shot. I stumble backwards, finally falling into the shallow water beneath my feet.
“Try not to do that, hm?” The Gauss—I still don’t really know who they are—sprints over, blocking Garesh’s escape route and hosing him down until he too tumbles to the ground. I jump to my feet, shooting back an indignant response.
“Yea, yea. Fuck off.” They laugh, and in a flash, they’re gone, already running to the other end of the arena. I smirk, propelling myself further into the center of the fray, where Executioners and Tenno alike dart and leap around, dodging streams of water. Kela’s voice shouts almost incoherently over the speakers every so often, though none of us really pay attention. I’m not keeping score, I don’t know if any of us are. Who cares who’s winning or losing? This is just fun. But, eventually all good things must come to an end, and that’s true of this strange ‘fight’ as well. The whistles sound, and a disgruntled voice echoes through the air.
“Bah! So you won this one. Best out of…how many have….” Kela trails off for a moment, before her enthusiasm is renewed, sending a shout through the arena that causes even her own Executioners to wince slightly.
“LET’S DO IT AGAIN, MEATSACKS!” An amused snort escapes me, and I hear a chuckle from one of my squadmates.
“You all up for another round?” Three voices—including my own—respond enthusiastically.
“Hell yea, this is awesome.”
“Eh, sure. I don’t have anythin’ else going on.”
“Yep. Gotta show ‘em who’s boss somehow.” The joking tone from the Volt apparently reaches the ears of one of the Grineer, because before we can react, water splashes across their helmet. They laugh.
“Probably deserved that. I’m not wrong though!” A few slightly amused grumbles echo from the other group, though they busy themselves getting ready for the next round. We do the same, and for a moment, I just think about what’s happening. We’re…actually hanging out with the Executioners, a feat I’d never thought possible. I mean, not all of the Grineer want to kill us—the Steel Meridian and Kahl’s group prove that—, but the Executioners…well, there’s a reason they have that title. Kela hates us—well, I don’t actually think she likes most beings, but whatever—, and those who she chooses to be her subordinates generally share the sentiment. Maybe this gas leak isn’t a bad thing. I mean, sure, we’ll all go back to how it was once it’s fixed. But…maybe this shows that there could be a future where the Grineer and the Tenno get along. Probably not, a more cynical part of myself refutes. This is just one bright light in the middle of a blood-stained war that’s been going on for years. It would be stupid to think that a simple game can just…erase the tension and distrust and hatred from both sides. Yet, as the whistle blows to signal the start of the next round, as I bound towards the nearest Executioner, I find my mind wandering. If Kahl and the Meridian can work with us…A splash of water across my shoulder cuts off my thought, and I turn, quickly carrying out my revenge. Maybe we don’t need to think that far. For now, let’s just enjoy the moment.
So, as the title says, I’m going to be posting a list of basic information for my Operator, basically anything that one might want or need to know about her to understand my writing. It’s obviously not integral to read this, but I think it might be helpful for those who may be a bit more interested about the characters I write about. I’ll try and update it whenever I think of stuff, just so it has the most current information. So, for anyone interested, the info is under the cut. It’s rather long, so I apologize in advance, my thoughts ran away from me lol.
Name: Magdalēnḗ, though she prefers to be called Mag. She finds it somewhat funny that she ended up forming an attachment to the ‘Mag’ Warframe. I almost never refer to her by her full name in my writing.
Pronouns: She/Her
Age: I generally write her as more of a teenager than a child, though she still has her moments, which is to be expected given the fact that the Tenno never really got to grow up ‘normally’. If I had to quantify her age other than ‘ambiguous teenager’, I’d say I usually write her in the areas of 14-16 ish.
Appearance:
Personality:
She’s a very caring kid, though tends to be a bit shy. However, she also has some anger issues—that can be pretty intense at times—, which she hasn’t had a chance to properly work through. These mainly become apparent when she’s scared or worried, but Mag can and has said some…terrible things that she regretted almost immediately. (Mostly to Lotus. Almost entirely to Lotus. She can’t take back what she’s said.)
She doesn’t generally work with the other Tenno, but she absolutely will if the mission requires it. Plus, she has to admit, having a squad makes defense or survival missions much less monotonous.
Normally though, if it’s a simple resource-gathering mission or something, she’d much prefer to go alone. She can control the outcome much easier that way. Less potential for others to cause problems or get hurt, too.
She really hates disappointing people, but also gets insanely frustrated when she’s sent on a mission that seems impossible for her to complete (especially alone).
Like most Tenno—at least, I’d imagine—, she can have her moments of being very serious and focused on the task at hand. She was forced to be a child soldier, after all. She had to learn discipline quickly. But, she also has the rare moments where it’s easy to see just how young she really is.
Missions:
She’s a fan of the ‘run sword-first into combat’ strategy. She loves using a bow, but she definitely isn’t the type to fight from afar. With that being said, she does, from time to time, like missions where she can challenge herself by sneaking around.
For spy-type missions, she prefers to enter the vaults in her Operator form. She’s naturally very quiet, and when that combines with her ability to walk around unseen, well, let’s just say she finds herself quite satisfied when she can sneak around right under her enemies’ noses.
Other Info:
She swears. A lot. Lotus probably isn’t a fan, but she allows it.
Mag has some issues with her eyesight stemming from an incident that happened back when the Tenno were still coming to terms with their newfound Void powers. It was an accident. (It wasn’t anyone’s fault. She knows that. Right?). Luckily, she somehow didn’t go blind, but her vision is fuzzier than it should be, and she has issues seeing things at a distance. She’s also prone to migraines—which she assumes stem from the heightened light-sensitivity after the accident—, and seemingly random pains in her eyes. These are more annoying than harmful at this point, in her mind at least.
She really cares about Lotus, Ordis, and her pets. To her, they’re the closest thing to family she’s got.
That’s about it for now! Feel free to ask questions about my characters lol, I have over 100,000 words written about these idiots and would love to share XD.
