It do be time to tip the scales
I just got my robin cosplay in!
I just gotta get the wig styled and I’ll be good to go—.
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It do be time to tip the scales
I just got my robin cosplay in!
I just gotta get the wig styled and I’ll be good to go—.
(Dashboard Game: Early Mothers Day Edition)
Muse Info:
“Lupe” (Percival’s Mother)
Class Progression: Dark Mage -> Dark Knight -> Sorceress (Post-Army)
Overview:
Favorite Colors: Black, Blue, Gold
Backstory: Born in Cheve far before the rebellion against Nohr started up, she worked her way through the ranks of the Knights Academy and earned the her own title of Lupasegner (She who has the Wisdom of Wolves) for her incredible service and tactics as a Squire that she took with her to the army. Her real name is only known by Percival, but everyone just called her “Lupe.”
She worked dutifully in the Nohrian army until her early 30s when she obtained a crippling injury to multiple fingers and most of one of her arms after being nearly mauled by a wolfskin. She was willing to keep working after her healing was done, but the Tactician on duty decided to send her back home for a permanent medical leave. Her scars are why she wears gloves all the time, and loose flowy robes seem to always be in dark tones and cover specific areas of her arms. Despite only having one good hand, she still took time to play piano to destress.
She had been blessed to see a performance in Cyrkensia that made her feel… inspired. So, she got to work in her hometown, Cheve. They already believed that people turned into stars when they passed, but she’d turn it into a spectacle. She’d call it her Starlight Send-Off, where one’s family could opt in, but she’d personally contribute to organizing a new tradition, she’d hire dancers, dance herself, hire singers, cooks, etc, which would all be free for the common person to join in on. It turned a death for a Knight of Nohr into something the common person doesn’t need to feel… bad about death. It was just another constant, as was everything in life.
Important details related to their son/daughter: She doesn’t remember when she became pregnant with Percival, as every day that she organized these events would eventually blur together in a mix of pleasure and stress, but she does remember how she came up with his name. She’d been sitting under an oak tree, connecting constellations in the sky and see various letters, she eventually picked out the ones she liked the most and gave Percy his name.
Beliefs: One should see death as an extravagant party, not something to be sad about. Very big on science and why the stars act. She’d see the stars as butterflies that carry each other and flow along a path with an astral wind through space, like how birds fly. She was a fan of the early developments of Astronomy, and would name multiple stars.
What they’re wearing: Her clothing would be a mix of traditional dark mage gear with custom made stars, since she believed that her power didn’t come from channeling darkness into her or from an eldritch being, but from something “out there” in the skies. (Left: Post-Nohr, Right: Nohr)
Where they’re at currently: Among the Stars… Died 4-5 years after childbirth.
Anything your Muse wants right now: Peace
Favorite gift their son/daughter/offspring gave to them: A batch of roots that Percival insisted if it grew up would make a tree that grew fruits with money inside, specifically a gift that was her personal favorite was a black telescope Percy found and then started painting stars on by crushing up marigold.
Favorite Personal Headcanons: Star nerd, reads more books than Percival does and ensured that he was literate before she was gone.
Song Stuck in their Head:
2 Favorite Things: Her Son, Dancing…
Favorite Foods: Plantains, Bacon, Shrimp, Oysters, very fancy palette even though most of her funds went back to donations to Cheve itself to reinforce it as a bustling port city.
Dream Trip: Back to where they were born, Cheve.
Favorite Quote of History:
“We’ll meet again.”
Gonna @ people now. @theothervonkarmagirl post ur chars mom, @tactful-kind-daedra @tapuhauko
What if instead of categories for length of writing like “script, para, and literate” roleplayers instead called them out like Fast Food sizes:
stuff like short, extra long, long as fuck
“What size starter do u want”
“Long as fuck is good :)”
NOHR VIBES AND VIKING VIBES AHHHHHH
I HEARD NEW FIRE EMBLem IM WATCHING THE DIRECT RN
((Hadestown is coming to my city around my birthday month, BROOOOO
Percy as a dad is such a genuinely good idea, I say as I place “good” in 5 million quotations. Unchallenged, his protection instinct is one of the few things that reverts him back to normal Nohr habits, and if would lead to him teaching his kid such awful habits in response to violence.
Percy: So why did you hurt them?
Daughter: They called me a bad word-… so I punched them in the face.
Percy: *Eye twitch, places them on his shoulder, marches out.* Good. We’re going to kill them.
Yoooo it’s May the 4th, hope the force is w/ everybody!