#rogueposting

[typearoguesmybeloved]

I'm just gonna make this now, my brain needs a sideblog for them.

[vasiliquemort]

A little self-indulgent something in those harsh and trying times☀️🍊

[recalcitrantrogue]

Mercenary for hire.

Message for business inquiries.

NOT a ninja.

Cop = Blocked

Administration lackey = Blocked

Try to manipulate me about my past = Blocked

Annoying = Blocked

// you guys are never gonna believe this. but i made another blog LMFAO. if you dont know me, im marth! he/him, 19, my main is @ninblago (where this blog follows from)

// these are my boundaries (or other notes) for this blog:

no NSFW. this blog is meant to be accessible and fun, and safe for everyone! plus it just makes me uncomfortable, personally.

i'm a multishipper! any ship stuff goes, but i won't roleplay anything romantic unless the other mod is an adult, for obvious reasons. this also applies to flirtatious remarks—unless youre an adult, don't do it!

any blogs can interact! different timelines, AUs, OCs, other jay blogs, yadda yadda. non-roleplay blogs are also cool with me!

if i'm uncomfortable with any asks, they'll be deleted. as i always say, it's very unlikely to happen, so don't sweat it! sometimes i just take a while to respond to asks, too.

this is my personal take on rogue and will be littered with headcanons. don't expect 100% canonicity. canon is a baseline not a rulebook!

this blog is accessible to everyone, but will handle somewhat mature themes like memory loss, identity issues, dissociation, trauma, etc etc. just be warned!

dont know a lot about magic anons, but i can probably allow them, with SOME exceptions. no transformation stuff and no magical memory stuff, capiche? it impedes on my flow

you can be as mean or antagonistic to rogue as you want. i think it can be fun! as long as youre not graphically inciting violence or something, i dont care

this is both a roleplay blog and an ask blog ☝️🤓 rogue may be uncooperative with answering some things but its ok

information on the mercenary of the hour!

- rogue is genderfluid and uses he/she pronouns! do feel free to switch them up, or pick one and stick with it! also bisexual #darkwoke

- he's autistic and has adhd (nobody is surprised). i also hc him to have ocd and ptsd which mayyy..? come up? maybe?

- she identifies herself with the name rogue as a means to establish her own identity. partially for business purposes and aura. you can call her jay though idrc

- she's 26 years old and 5'8" if you wanted to know for whatever reason :P

- he's really combative and uncooperative with others. loves stirring the pot and causing problems and being mean and such

- his morals are skewed due to the shattering and he struggles with empathy.

lastly, this blog exists to explore her character and what it's like to struggle with amnesia and identity from the perspective of someone with these issues. you're allowed to antagonize her etc but i ask you treat these issues with respect out of character. i will not tolerate ableism. ever.

even if the show returns her memories, i will not incorporate that into this blog, nor will i incorporate any plotline of her regaining her memories, sorry.

also he looks like this. he has some lingering physical effects of the shattering 🙂‍↕️

my badass and awesome tags

#rogueposting — gen. text posts

#rogue replies — replying to another blog

#business inquiries — answering asks

#litposting — more literate replies or posts

#// ooc — anything out of character

[dividers are by @/saradika-graphics]

[hivemire]

so! I said I'd tell something about miss rachele, my rogue trader

rachele might have not always carried the von valancius last name, but still was born to comfortable nobility and all it entails under the gaze of the god-emperor. one of all too many sisters, she was the sole one to visibly inherit some stray voidborn genes fluctuating here and there in the family pool; aesthetically this has no true consequence except making of her a bleached, stretched out copy of her siblings, far too pale and far too tall, reaching the height of 190cm. the skin she conceals with treatment and makeup. the height she stresses even further with heels whenever possible. turns out there is no shortage of advantages in towering over most, especially when you carry blue blood in your veins too.

the fact that far too many sisters had been existing for longer than she means that rachele understood early and clear that she was not going to participate in any game of inheritance, no matter how well read or ruthless she was. instead, she turned her efforts towards the military. through both personal skill and an equal amount of nepotism she managed to obtain herself a career in the imperial navy, becoming an officer of sort of local renown. she might not be the best shot, but she is a leader. though an ant in the immense mechanisms of the empire, she is respected, looked up to. she settles feudal disputes. she wins battles. her star is rising, and shining brighter with each passing day.

it makes her reckless. at one point rachele, daughter of nobles still, is abducted for ransom- unused to true threat, always too loud and too confident that if not her rank then her blood will shield her from any consequences, she does not believe something during this stay could happen to her. of course, she is wrong. it is not long before she is rescued, but enough for her to be recovered with severe physical damages. her wealth can buy much, but cannot buy miracles. one leg, despite surgery, will remain permanently weaker than the other.

her right hand is unsalvageable. it is amputated, and replaced with an augmetic. it's fine steel. it is still less of her flesh.

this event mars her in the mind indelibly. if even before rachele was as callous and cruel as your average noblewoman- firmly believing that it was her birthright to be as abominable as pleased on account of her status- this event bends her in an even worse direction. worse: it confirms that then what she believed is true. the world truly is divided in who holds the whip and who is flogged; she intends to never again lose her hold on hers.

time passes. scars grow. she turns 44. somehow, impossibly, she is summoned by the head of the von valancius dynasty. the rest is history.

rachele is ultimately a woman with close to no true redeeming qualities. she is a selfish, insensitive hypocrite with a sadistic slant, and it is safe to always assume that any generosity on her part is purely performed for her own interest. she is the center of her own world. anyone else is to be used and discarded as she sees fit. but, probably, should one manage to somehow garner her respect, it could be possible to become her "friend". still I simply cannot advice that! 0/10 woman she just really sucks

[realwizardshit]

dnd in a nutshell

[typearoguesmybeloved]

average Kipperlilly Copperkettle diary entry

[typearoguesmybeloved]

A Belated Happy Ides of March to Kipperlilly Copperkettle and Riz Gukgak!!!!!!

[hivemire]

did not expect myself to like mr marazhai roguetrader as much as I do but I should have imagined it would have happened. every time there is a character who needs to live at one end or the other of a leash I go wild