scaevitxs replied to your post “—— Going along with my last reblog, if there are any BotW muses who...”
Anything on the 10,000 years before the game time period?
—— Not huge amounts that we don’t already know BUT just over 10,000 years ago, the Zora settled in their current region of Lanayru. And 10,000 years ago, the Zora family and Hyrule Kingdom joined hands to build the eastern reservoir lake which was completed in a year. After that, the Zora family were the ones to manage the amount of water in the reservoir.
Then they all fought the beast Ganon as well with the ancient Sheikah technology but as we all know already, the Sheikah technology was deemed a threat by the Hylian Royal Family and thus the Sheikah were forced to abandon their technologies. But unfortunately, most of the races other than the Zora, Sheikah, and Hylian are painfully untouched by the history in the 10,000 years+ section with Gorons, Gerudo, and Rito not really appearing again until the 100 years era.
There is TONS though on the subsequent population distributions and destruction post-Calamity as well as the events of the actual day of the Calamity.
scaevitxs replied to your post “[ -Taps mic- Is this thing on? Oye, it’s a bit saddening when I see...”
If he’s the opposite of Link, would he go around repairing broken pottery?
@hyaciiintho
Scene: Casual outing at the castle town marketplace.
Link: “One second, sweetheart, I need to go do something real quick.”
Dark: In watching his beloved wander over to a random pot, he believes he is doing so, simply to admire the detail--- ‘tis a lovely pot, after all, and one he would not mind putting in his--------
C R A S H ! ! !
Dark: “What... what did you do THAT for!?”
Link: “Sometimes, there are rupees in these...”
Dark: “You... y-you don’t need to BREAK it, though, just reach in and--- “
C R A S H ! ! !
Dark: “Link, my sapphire, please cease this madness - you are frightening the town children. I am SO sorry for him-------- why is nobody stopping him?!”
Citizen: “He does this everytime he comes here. You get used to it after a while.”
Dark: “That does NOT make it okay!” To think, he is marrying this man one day.
A chase ensues. Link proceeds to shatter every pot he stumbles across, whilst Dark, having hastily collected the proper materials for a makeshift glue, dashes after him in a desperate ( quite frankly, FRUITLESS ) attempt to mend what little he can of his beloved’s psychotic trail of pottery exclusive destruction.
This place left him chilled to the bone, though it had little to do with the chill that tended to pervade a large part of the Hebra province. No, there was something very wrong with this place. What he’d thought had been simply a Sheikah shrine proved to be something made of similar technology, and yet... and yet something about it felt far more sinister.
Another would have had the sense to leave, but the young knight had long decided that he wasn’t gifted with much of that. It grew no better as he stepped into a large, open chamber, one that had him squinting as he struggled to see through the darkness. The echoes of his own footsteps rang in his ears, and his unease only seemed to build as he wondered if he was, truly, alone down here.
His question was answered when the sound of movement other than his own echoed from the darkness, followed by the ring of Link ripping his sword from its sheathe.
HER DAD DIDN’T EVEN SEE HER OFF ON HER BIRTHDAY \o/
according to her diary they hadn’t spoken to each other since the memory where he forbid her from having anything to do with the guardian research im???? let zelda be happy 2k17. zelda defense squad lets go
//Oh, also! Since pi has declared familiar spirits an open thing, I’ll be adding the one that Zelda hatched to the blog. Circumstances of how she got her will probably alter a bit for verses that don’t involve Pi’s Zelda, but mine will now have a familiar spirit named Eilis.
Eilis’ standard form is that of a black, smokey-looking cat with glowing green eyes and no other real distinguishable features (note, she’s also quite soft like this). If she wishes, can choose to resemble a normal Oriental Longhair with large green eyes (like this). Her sounds are very musical and twinkly, but they do sound vaguely like a normal cat’s meowing.
She can be rather playful, and even mischievous- she is a cat-spirit, after all- but she is as loyal as familiar spirits come and will follow Zelda everywhere. She and Zelda’s cat, Mia, also get along quite well.
If anyone wants a little further reading, here are a couple more posts on familiar spirits, since Pi came up with them and she describes things a little better than I have anyway
the crease of her brow, the tension that surrounded her in near suffocating waves - he had the strangest feeling this exchange wouldn’t be of the peaceful sort, but no provocation would come from him. the dark king was no more, albeit temporarily, and though his shadow warrior hadn’t a purpose any longer ( given the hero, too, was among the departed ), he had never been among the brute’s usual pack of minions, who had thrived off of pain and destruction.
nay, he much preferred peace and quietude - the kind of interaction that didn’t involve the unsheathing of a blade, or the burst of crippling sorcery from stiffly curled fingers. such was, unfortunately, a rarity, however.
I really feel bad for admitting this. I really do. But there’s one girl in particular who sticks out when I think of meltdowns I’ve had in the past. It’s a bit of a long story, but if you like revenge stories this might be fun for you.
For simplicity’s sake, let’s call her R. R is the kind of girl who was kick ass in sports, an honor student, and a bonafide beauty queen all her life. Like she’s waaaaaaay prettier and more popular than I was. And you know that in itself wouldn’t be a problem. My problem came up when she constantly smiled about how we were best friends when all the adults were looking but the moment the doors closed it was nothing but insults.
It was the most frustrating thing ever because no matter what I said, nobody would believe me. R could do no wrong because there just wasn’t any proof. So all of the verbal jabs in front of her friends, all the times she called me terrible things in front of my brother, who in turn dialed it up to an 11, all the rumors she spread about me, she’s even paid boys to slow dance with me as a bet when I was in middle school (my Asperger was really out of control then so having any human interaction shocked me). Compared to a lot of people I know, I’ll admit I had it easy compared to how bad emotional abuse gets. But to have to grow up with this since the day you started first grade, constantly begging your mom to do anything but leave you alone with this person... It really wears you down. It wears you down faster when you get the flippant “Oh but you have Asperger you don’t know what she’s really trying to say you’re misinterpreting it again you two are really friends.”
This also reminds me, my mom played favorites with this girl. She would buy her new clothes and purses but suddenly there wouldn’t be enough money if I wanted a new manga volume or video game. She’s admitted at the time she wished I turned out more like her and that she was the kind of daughter she dreamed of having (fashionable, pretty, good at sports, not a weeaboo, the works man). So yeah, that’s jarring for a kid to put up with, especially a teenager. Before you send in the hate mail to my mom, we’ve worked this out and I’m not mad at her for what she said anymore.
So I want you to imagine CONSTANTLY having to put up with this girl for almost twenty years. And each and every visit you suck it up and smile hoping that eventually she’ll move out or something. Well in comes the big news: SHE’S GETTING MARRIED! Okay whatever, I don’t care. But with that same fake smile she asks me to be the bridesmaid. She does this in front of a huge crowd, so I’m basically pressured into saying yes. It doesn’t take me very long to realize the reason why R asked me to be bridesmaid is because she basically wanted to kiss up to my mom and have her pay for the bridal parties. And it works. She got THREE elaborate parties before the wedding. That’s not including the bachelorette party I had to chip in for but wasn’t able to attend (yes she got offended for that).
Thank FUCK the wedding day comes over and this girl is using me as her punching bag. I am thrown out of the car and my brother drives away with the flowers for the photo shoot, so she yells at me to run in heels and get him. She screams at me that I’m ruining her wedding because I have the nerve to call out a groomsman for being a sexist piece of shit (don’t call me “too fat” when you’ve got more chins than a chinese phonebook). And then she insults not only me the entire party, BUT MY MOTHER. THE ONE WHO PAID FOR ALL HER STUPID PRESENTS AND BULLSHIT PARTIES.
I was pissed, and twenty years of frustration came crumbling down on me. I definitely could have handled my rage better, but honestly at that point yelling at my mom and brother, as much as I would love to smack them across the face myself, was crossing a line and showed everyone just how rotten she really was. I don’t even stay for cake at that point. I called her out on her wedding day. The strangely ironic thing is she wants to work with special needs kids. I told her something along the lines of...
“You are by far the most vain, self centered, spoiled rotten bitch I’ve ever had to put up with in my life. My mom has done nothing but stick up for you since the day we met. Drop the princess act and get your shit together. You’re a grown ass married woman. And I swear to god, you’d better be treating those kids you work with better than you’ve ever treated me. You’d better treat them like the people they deserve to be. Because if I hear anything happens to them because of your ego I will never forgive you for it.”
I made her cry. I made her cry a lot before fucking off and going home. I didn’t want to spend another minute there. When R’s mom found out what happened hooooo boy was she pissed. She made her return all the presents and apologize to my mom for treating her so poorly. I didn’t get an apology, but honestly I don’t need one. I moved on from all that. We haven’t spoken to each other since and it’s been two years. She avoids me now and my mom doesn’t invite her to anymore places.
TL;DR - I usually tell people “You’ll know when I’m pissed off”. This is what I mean. I can be very patient when it comes to dealing with other people, but once hell’s gates open I usually find no reason to shut them again.
