#orphanos

[tzrv-arch]

@orphanos / event sc

ADORNED BY MOSAIC and oceanic patterns, the great clock tower in the city struck the evening hour. At one of the many harbor sites, a group of armed men and women stood guard while the one protected overlooked the horizon and setting sun drenching it in warm hues one last time. “Hold!” One of the soldiers shouted and pulled the beastkin envoy’s attention back to his immediate surroundings. “Wait.” The guards threw their glances at him, then stepped aside to allow him to see and pass. 

A wrought smile sprang to his lips at the new sight of the familiar young man at the center of this commotion. “Hah. Art thou the contact person the houses sent here?”

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♏ : On a scale of 1 to 10, how “out of their element” is your muse?

* THE FANTASIA WAR !  //  @orphanos    —— accepting

On a scale of 1 to 10, how “out of their element” is your muse?

Oh god, like an 11 LOL. Ashton’s had about enough of weird happenings to his body; first possession, and now this. He spent at least a couple of hours figuring out he could will his legs back whenever he needed to, and he’s very weirded out by the whole “breathing underwater” thing. His instinct is to still hold his breath. Honestly, he’s started to slowly get used to it, though. (Keyword being: slowly.) And he thinks he could have been presented worse. He wouldn’t have wanted to end up some kind of Unholy or frightening monster.

[encoeurs]

@orphanos

      “We’ve taken this turn before,” he says after a long moment, looking at the nearest tree and spotting one of his marks on it, like he’d expected. It isn’t as if he’d thought this would exactly be easy, but this? This was just getting tiring. Scuffing his foot along the ground, he turns to the other adventurer beside him, pointing idly with the tip of his tail. 

          “Do you want to try taking the lead for a bit? I can’t really navigate as well as I usually can.” It really made him miss Third Eye more than he had previously. “Or do you have another idea?”

[999dmg-blog]

@orphanos

          He feels a certain familiarity the moment he sees the faraway figure. He doesn’t recognize the young man, but Theo feels as if he’s known the other for a lifetime, even if he’s only heard tales. His sister told him much about her guest, the extent of his powers and impressive journey. He feels almost giddy to meet him, a person that is able to handle as someone as fickle as his sister must be impressive, right?

          Careful not to startle the young man, he approaches shyly, looking at the young man from a distance. Just as she’d described him, the man was right there. She would’ve been so happy to see her guest again, he knew they made a strong bond. A small part of him questioned how the young man could be here --- he knew of his fate, and yet...

          He shook the thought off, finally approaching the young man. “Minato, was it?” He asks, his voice curious and giddy. He’s quite happy he got to meet his sister’s fabled guest. “I’ve heard many things about your journey, I’m glad to finally meet you.”

[tzrv-arch]

“that’s not what i call free will.”

starters from the 1864 dostoyevsky novella, NOTES FROM THE UNDERGROUND. @orphanos

“HAH. BENEATH THY QUIET, THOU ART BROODING ON SUCH PHILOSOPHY?” There was play in his tone, but no astonishment. That one had already proven himself to be made of a different cut than most. Drawing a deep breath, the Servant folded his arms.  “IS THERE SUCH A THING?“ A nonchalant rebuke, followed by a short sigh.

“WE ARE ALL SLAVES TO OUR OBLIGATIONS. OUR WILL IS SHAPED BY PERCEPTION. DECISIONS WE THINK ARE OUR OWN ARE COMPROMISED BY OUR SEARCH FOR VALIDATION.“ Even one holding absolute power wouldn’t know freedom then.

“ALAS, ALL THAT IS MOOT FOR AT THE END WE ARE ALL IN A PRISON… ALL OUR FREE WILL HERE IS AN ILLUSION. THAT IS TRUE.“

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@orphanos  ❤‘d for a starter !      ( plotted. )

“ Is that music...? ”   Not so subtly, he is watching the young man seated on the opposite bench to his own with ever increasing fascination. Ashton had first thought it to be nothing of importance -- Spirale is full of noise unfamiliar to him, and he’s gradually learned to pay it no mind -- but the longer he’d sat here, the clearer it had hit his ears. From the boy wafts muffled song, a tune far from any he’s ever heard. It’s upbeat and rhythmic, fast and flowing, and he can’t help but yield to curiosity and listen. He isn’t sure for the first minute of where the source of this sound is coming from, but it becomes soon apparent as the other reaches to fidget with... something that looks a little like a short stick around his neck. He presses what must be a button, and the song changes altogether. Ashton’s mouth becomes a surprised but silent ‘O’ -- so that’s it! The music is in that tiny stick! And it’s coming from his ears! He gapes for only a moment longer, because then eyes find him from peripheral vision and suddenly this stranger is looking straight at him. “ Oh -- ”    Ashton falters, his posture shooting upright upon being noticed. Gyoro and Ururun turn their heads elsewhere, choosing to feign like they too hadn’t been looking.    “ Sorry, I was staring, wasn’t I... It’s just, that thing around your neck and on your ears. There’s sound coming from it. ”

[armigeraction]

orphanos / minato !

          The establishment before him is rather grand and ostentatious, bustling with countless amounts of people, all waiting to either spectate or join in on the action. Out of those two, he had applied to the latter category, of course; it was a hasty decision on his part, one made just as he learned of the race track’s existence, which had only been ten minutes or so ago now. Ordinarily he had cared little to sit behind the wheel, but in a case such as this, the thought of participating in a race was thrilling, especially since he would never be given the option back home in the Crown City. A grin parts his lips whilst he thoroughly takes the time to look over a map designating the locations of events around the premises. Eyes focused on the large slip of paper in his hands, he takes one step forward only to lightly knock his shoulder against a passing individual. 

          “Ah, sorry ‘bout that...!” Having learning that they’d been fine, he then quickly crouches down to grab the map which had slipped from his grasp sometimes in between their brief collision. “It’s really packed, huh...? Figures...”

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2, 40, 52

* FOR THE MUN !  //  @orphanos

What drew you to rping this character?

oh man…. buckle up, this explanation might get long. so i’ve rped a good chunk of the so2 cast. so2 is and has been my long time obsession, and it was one of the first series i started actively rping for. i started out with writing leon, and then i picked up precis… and soon after, a friend of mine asked if i would pick up ashton. ashton has been a longtime favorite character of mine, i’ve always loved him to bits, but i’d never really thought he was someone i could write. so i tried it out and it didn’t stick because i wasn’t sure how to really get a feel for him, and i dropped him. a while went by, i picked up noel from the same cast, but he wasn’t really sticking either. SO:Anamnesis then finally came out with ashton as playable, and i started maining him in multiplayer sessions. then it was like, a light bulb…. “Oh. oh no i want to write this character.” so i tested him out again, did some extensive character study, and here we are almost two years later! i think tho, more in line with the question, what has always drawn me to ashton is how goofy he is, but also how sweet and honestly adorable he can be. he’s funny and i have so much fun writing the antics between him and his dragons (which i get shyer about allowing myself to freely write here in isola aha;; i know he’s a pretty odd character so i admit i hold back a little) and it’s great that his dragons allow me to play around with narrative! i’ve always liked writing characters that don’t communicate traditionally, and gyoro and ururun certainly fall into that category. it’s like three characters in one, it’s my favorite. tbh i just,,, this silly swordsman and his dragons bring me a lot of happiness and i’m sure that’s why his muse has stuck around so consistently for this long!

Do you like to plot or improv?

i’d say a little bit of both! i like spontaneous threads with absolutely no plotting involved, because those can bring about some interesting situations and even character development! you never can really guess how those are gonna turn out, and i love seeing which direction they take. but i also like a bit of plotting from time to time! especially if i need to gain a sense of what mood a thread should have, or some important character development that is to come sometime in the future. i can’t say i’m all too good at plotting. it has to be like… a galaxy brain moment for me to come up with any decent ideas LOL… but! i do quite like plotting things in advance, it gives me something to look forward to.

 What’s a trope or plot you think is overdone in roleplay?

oh man…. my mind is totally blanking on this one. i can’t say i can really think of anything i would call “overdone,” because i’ve seen a pretty big variation of plots in rp. (i’ve been rping since like…. Ye Olden Days of Myspace. i’ve seen A Lot lmao.) plus, there’s not really a whole lot that really disinterests me in rp. i like seeing angst, or fight threads, or fluff, etc… so idk! i don’t think i have an answer for this. sorry ‘bout that!