Drilling Down!

closed genshin impact roleplay blog, chronicled by teii. affiliated with gnostic hymns.

[advenanivalis]

Off to the races

#GHSnowswept mini event - Interastral derby - team 3

[stellarchart]

Two Dozen Eggs was so screwed.

But it was okay, Layla told herself. It'd all be okay! Maybe. Hopefully. She focused on cheering for her little trotter as it recovered from its collision and started sprinting again.

What's all the commotion?

Layla shook her head, turning her attention back to Two Dozen Eggs. It was going! Her little trotter could do it! Her little trotter could run, damnit! She paid no mind to the shouting and chaos happening around her.

"And here we have- GRAND SALAMI, NO!"

Who was Grand Salami? Layla didn't think any of the trotters in the race she was in were named that, but there was a chance she just wasn't remembering right. The black and brown trotter on the track didn't look familiar though.

Oh great archons. This must have been what the commotion was about. A trotter from another race ran out onto the track, colliding directly into poor Two Dozen Eggs. The little trotter let out a squeak of pain and fear as it, once again, fell to the ground.

Layla buried her face in her hands and let out a muffled scream.

Two Dozen Eggs moves 3 places. Stamina: 2

[advenanivalis]

A GLOVED HAND REACHES OUT TO PAT THE SCHOLAR ON THE BACK, Capitano turning his gaze to the knighted trotter that slows its pace before biting the ribbon in its snout. He blinks and the creature is gone, he blinks again, and it reappears beside him, holding up the ribbon as if offering up the spoils of a long campaign.

"Hmph." A nod of approval, taking the blue ribbon and tearing down it's length before reaching for his sword to knight the newest sentinel of a distant land. "You have done... acceptable." A nod, the flat of the blade pressing against the trotter's hide before tying the ribbon around its ankle.

"Go now, be free, this is my command to you, Sentinel of Belobog." A pleased nod, pointing in the direction of the distant mountains, expecting this to be the last he saw of the trotter... for now.

-> GUTHRED has Passed the Goal! Stamina at finish line: 3

[snowonaredcloak]

Oh! Someone else got to the finish line!! And it was someone nearby too. Clara smiled, clapping for the success of the trotter and their trainer. “Congratulations…!!” 

Clara returned to focusing on the race, looking over at a very tired Cherry. So tired that they seemed to be… napping? If it helps them energise then…!! 

So that Cherry’s little nap wasn’t disturbed, Clara remained quiet. 

Cherry used Pace Remaining stamina: 3

Hopefully, their dreams were just as sweet as them!! Oh, but the finish line was so close… maybe they’ll wake up just in time to reach it…?

[uthabitii]

As Trottson Trottington III slowed to a pace, Kachina's face fell. 'First place...' she mourned, lamenting all the effort and time that she had put into training him. The disappointment didn't last very long—as soon as Kachina saw her trotter pitifully stumble along the track, her distress quickly morphed into concern.

'Poor little guy...' she thought. 'Maybe I'll take him over to get some snacks when it's over... I'm pretty sure I saw a snack stand, at least...'

Spaces Moved: 1

[advenanivalis]

Off to the races

#GHSnowswept mini event - Interastral derby - team 3

[snowonaredcloak]

Clara noticed the way another trotter zooooooomed past—woah!! Was there something fun at the end or… wherever they ran to? Then, at the other trainers and their trotters. Everyone seemed… okay, well, most of them seemed to be enjoying themselves!! Clara’s smile grew and she turned back to her trotter. 

Miss Paimon seemed very excited next to her, she giggled a little at the other. Clara clapped, light and soft, barely loud enough to count as claps, for her. Her gaze landed back on Cherry. Do your best!! I’m counting on you…!!

As if they heard their trainer’s cries, Cherry did their best to move forward…

Cherry moved 3 spaces Remaining stamina: 1

… However, it was not enough to reach the end… 

Oh no! They look so tired…

“Please rest up!! It’s… it’s okay to… take it slow!!” she reassured her trotter. 

[advenanivalis]

HE SEES IT, feels the connection to the Night Kingdom take hold as a spirit manifests in exasperation beside him, looking at his Commander with a gaze that speaks to the disappointment... before a banner is unfolded away from the gaze of others emblazened with the banner of the Sentinel knights and a vibrant purple, GO GUTHRED GO.

It seems, even now, the humor of life persists in death as his gaze falls upon the Fae trying not to meet his ancient gaze as he walks down the steps to grip against the railing. "Go Guthred! Asmodey has no power here!" He can hear the confusion from the announcer, a brief thing and yet it works. The Trotter shimmers in the winter sunlight before the snow is dragged into the air from the way it speeds forwards, passing into a space known only to it before reemerging at the finish line looking utterly worn.

"Rest now, Brave Knight..."

-> GUTHRED moves 3 Spaces, remaining stamina: 1

[uthabitii]

Kachina looked on with wide eyes as the other trotters quickly caught up with Trottson Trottington III. "I believe in you!" she yelled, a little desperation seeping into her voice—first, second, and third place were essentially already gone, but perhaps Trottson Trottington III could emerge in fourth? There was always hope!

As the thought left her mind, Trottson Trottington III let out a determined snort and continued his rapid sprint. Maybe there was hope for Kachina and her trotter's victory, after all!

Her fists clenched on the banner handle, rocking back and forth on her heels. Trotter racing was so stressful...

Spaces moved: 3 ; Space #7

Stamina remaining: 1

[advenanivalis]

Off to the races

#GHSnowswept mini event - Interastral derby - team 3

[advenanivalis]

A GOD DEMANDED HE SIGN UP FOR THIS, AND SO HE DID, only to be met with familiar faces and some unknowns as he stepped into the booth for the team assigned to him. Guthred is a fine specimen, clad in vibrant blue paint and rearing to go... even as the newly registered trainer is reaching out to purchase snacks for the booth.

"Go Guthred, become the star of fate!" He can't help the shout, nor the headband that has suddenly appeared around his forehead, even as the Little Fae beside him floats high into the air to better see the spectacle. He cannot help it, yet this reminds him of some of the festivals from his home.

"Take heart, cheer, they will be spurred on by your actions." A simple phrase, even as he sets the box of snacks he cannot eat down before the four, turning his gaze back to the trotter that takes after his own heart as it launches itself high into the air to get ahead of the competition.

Guthred moves 4 Place, remaining stamina: 3

@moonpiety // @snowonaredcloak // @stellarchart // @uthabitii

[stellarchart]

Her advisor only wanted the best for her, but Layla really wished he didn't entrust a warp trotter's dreams (if they had any?) to someone so unathletic as her. Before a little while ago, she knew next to nothing about human racing, much less warp trotter racing. Now here she was, in a race against people who were probably much more knowledgeable than she was.

Was that a harbinger she saw? She suppressed a fearful squeak, turning her attention back to the race. His trotter had such a cool name compared to hers too.

Poor Two Dozen Eggs. Her little trotter was a victim of her poor naming, mainly caused by her critical lack of sleep and food.

"You can do it!" She said, her voice trembling as she meekly cheered her trotter on. "J- Just take it easy at first! I think..."

She hoped that she was doing the right thing here. Sleepless nights, don't fail my trotter (and me) now...

Two Dozen Eggs moves 1 place. Stamina: 6

[uthabitii]

Kachina waved a large golden banner nearly double her height in the air. 'GO TROTTSON TROTTINGTON III' was painted onto the front in uneven lettering, and 'WIN WIN WIN!' was on the back in the same uneven handwriting.

"You can do it, Trottson!" She yelled from the stands, banner moving up and down with her small hops. The little trotter simply gave a snort in response, as if it heard and understood her. The thought was nonsense, really, but Kachina smiled to herself either way. It was okay to be a little silly when you're having fun!

Trottson Trottington III moves 4 spaces.

Stamina Remaining: 3

[uthabitii]

[PATCH] - Not far from the loud crowd is a dimly lit nook very few bother to look. It’s a place reserved for those who bit off more than they could chew. A spot or those who wants to hear awful advice from veteran fighters. Or, if you’re feeling extra generous, they could always use a few more helping hand here, too.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

“ Hey there! ” This place was a bit damp and crowded, rowdy too, but Aino? Completely into it. It looked so awesome here! She loved the style, even if the whole aspect of a Fight Club wasn't her thing. But they were using robots sometimes, she watched. Though right now, she had her eyes on someone who could definitely be a friend. Did she follow the yellow gal to this little cranky cranny after said yellow-gal had just exited the ring? Yes. So what? There are length to go to for new friends. Was she expecting this to be a sort of...resting area? Nope. That's okay, she taps the fuzzy-eared girl on the shoulder before anyone can nab her soon-to-be friend. “ Are you here for the event thing too? My names Aino! You were doing super cool in there! ”

Kachina looked up from wiping down Turbo Twirly. The girl who had just tapped her shoulder is looking at her expectantly. Of course, Kachina smiles back. "Hi! I'm Kachina." She looked around at the dark, dreary corner that they were in. "What brought you here? This isn't exactly the nicest corner for conversation..."

[ohnogodpls]

Let the tournament begin...

Started the story quests and have been having my friend watch me play. We both were highly amused by the scenes of a preschooler on the arena

[uthabitii]

reblogging this AGAIN because it is relevant again

[uthabitii]

[RING] - Layla tried to keep the horror and concern off her face when she realized who her opponent was. "Is... this some kind of sick joke?" Layla had no clue why she was even in the ring to begin with, but she especially had no clue why her opponent was a child.

Kachina waved cheerfully.

"Don't worry!" she said, rubbing the back of her neck nervously. "I know how to defend myself!" Twirling her spear, she continued: "I know I'm small, but really! There's no joke here!"

The bright smile stayed on Kachina's face even when the whistle blew, signifying the start of the match.

[uthabitii]

[RING] - The air is thick with the smell of sweat and your ears ring with the sound of loud cheers and disappointed yells. There’s no place for elegance here, only who could land a clean hit first! The rules are simple: bring your weapons, your gadgets, and what have you! Today is special, today you can go all out. Just be sure you don’t kill each other.

The loud cheering of the crowd and the feeling of thousands of eyes on him was not a new feeling. The adrenaline that was coursing through his blood, a welcomed sensation, as he bounced from one foot to the other, excitement clear as day on his face as he readies himself for the upcoming fight. Nerves were there, yes, but his competitiveness overshadowing it instantly. 

This tournament so far has been a blast! The experience greatly reminding him of the Pilgrimage from home. Allowing him to test his own skills against others contestants, but, the one key factor he could tell that largely was missing was the sense of camaraderie. Most of the opponent’s he faced being sore losers, or used underhanded tactics to try and win! It desperately made him miss his home each time. 

Shaking his head to clear away the negative thoughts as the announcer announced the beginning of the next round. Squaring his shoulders as he stepped out into the arena. A look of shock crosses over his face before a bright smile encompasses it. Raising his hand to wave at the other.

"Kachina! Hey! I didn't know you to signed up for this tournament too!" The young men then gets into a ready stance, hands at the ready on his bow as that spark of competitiveness lights up within him. "Don't hold back, alright! Let's see how much we both learned!"

Kachina beamed right back at him. Familiar faces were always nice to see, especially those you were close with! She waved cheerfully, shooting back a "Nice to see you too!" followed by a slightly awkward "Good luck!" before checking for her spear and revving Turbo Twirly up.

[uthabitii]

[RING] - The air is thick with the smell of sweat and your ears ring with the sound of loud cheers and disappointed yells. There’s no place for elegance here, only who could land a clean hit first! The rules are simple: bring your weapons, your gadgets, and what have you! Today is special, today you can go all out. Just be sure you don’t kill each other.

While Kosma might be someone who is within the rings numbers he does not see his number coming up anytime soon, especially not as the current round has taken longer than projected. With the cheers and jeers alike all around him he just walks off to the room where medicine and machinery mix in aid to ready themselves for whatever comes next. The darker lighting of the room comes from the actual ceiling lights while the brightest lights pour from light pouring out and through vents, it's easy to feel claustrophobia onset. But he enters the back room anyways, his feelings a minimal issue.

His match had been placed for later in the day when he could use the nightlife to his advantage so he mostly comes through with interest towards familiar faces. He's seen a few outside but here he finds none. He stops as he comes upon a machine and a girl in brighter clothing in this area, who looks no worse for wear. An upcoming fighter, a medicine issuer, or maybe a mechanic? With how this place works, it could be either. Kosma also had a proclivity for machines, but he's long out of practice, personally.

He finds the words hard to speak at first, but his worries are not soothed in silence, so he figures something out. "... Are you a contestant? You should watch out for the contestants this ring holds. I heard some nasty bets out there."

Kachina nods enthusiastically, yet with a slight tremor that betrays her nerves. It's not the fighting part of Fight Club that's getting to her, but the pressure of meeting new people—what if she wasn't good enough? Or even worse—what if she was good and accidentally injured someone? She knew she would be able to get back up, but... what happened if some misinformed civilian happened to get assigned against her? That happens sometimes, back in Natlan. Overconfident travelers, or even just overconfident people who challenge others way above their capabilities. They never ended too well.

But from what she saw of the other contestants, most of them seemed to have been able to hold their own in a fight. Of course, that meant that she would struggle a bit, but at least that only meant taking a few more hits than planned.

So she smiled, wiped off some grease from Turbo Twirly, and said, "Mhm! I took a look around earlier, and I'm not too scared!" A pause, then she added: "Thank you for your concern, mister!"

[uthabitii]

WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE A STAR?

@memoriauteur and @uthabitii

[uthabitii]

Natlan's terrain was a challenge for inexperienced travelers— rocks, loose dirt, the likes. So when Kachina spotted a young man attempting to scale a cliffside, she had to step in.

"Mister!" she hollered. "Careful, that's—" Loose. The stake the young man had used to anchor himself popped out of the ground. Kachina lunged for the rope, using all of her strength to plant her feet and grip the rope. She looked around frantically— she won't be able to hold the rope alone. "Help!"

Please don't die, mister!

starter for @memoriauteur

[memoriauteur]

Indeed, in a vast landscape such as this, beautiful as it is untamed, who would be around to help?

THE YOUNG TEPETLISAURUS takes charge, breaking from his pack in response to KACHINA'S cries. He pops out of the ground behind her, grabbing onto the sleeves of the coat around her waist. His diminutive size hides the great strength of his species, and with their combined power, the fate of THE CLIMBER begins to change.

...

THE DIRECTOR remains hidden to their perception. He had stopped by Natlan to investigate the curious Saurians--while they appear as simple creatures, they're far from ordinary, even possessing a language. Why not feature their natural cooperation with humanity as part of a daring rescue scene?

Draw the juvenile's attention to that young actor, and the plot begins to unfold...

THE CLIMBER is brought back to even ground, trembling and clumsily scrambling to his feet. He sputters as he speaks.

"Th-thank you, miss! And you too, little guy! Thank you so much...!"

"Rawr!"

[uthabitii]

Kachina giggled. "Rawr to you too, little guy! Thank you for the help!"

The little tepetlisaurus wiggles in a small bout of happiness. Kachina gives him a tap on the snout, waving farewell as he waddles back to his pack. She turns back to the obviously shaken young man, dusting off the leftover dirt on his knees. "Are you safe? Those cliffs aren't all that secure, y'know!"

The young man rubs the back of his head meekly. "Ah... I- I'm alright! Thank you!" He looks back towards the cliff that was nearly his doom. "Jeez..."

[wantedoni]

What happens when the stones become the two birds?

[wantedoni]

Itto has always felt home with his two feet planted on the ground. It meant he could run when he wanted. It meant he could flip whenever he felt like it. And trust him, they are sick flips. But the air? It was much harder to do flips in the air and not land flat on your face.

Walking up towards the examination booth, the tall oni takes a step forward towards it, then a step backwards before pacing around, his feet making slight divots in the dirt.

"Hahah! This is gonna be a breeze! Get it? Hahah! There is totally nothing scary about hundreds of feet off the ground with no ability to cushion the fall if a stray raven were to pass through! Hahah! I'm the one and oni Arataki Itto! A little exam is nothing!"

Despite the rapid prattling, the oni still remains stuck in his circle of pacing, deepening the ground even more. So much so that onlookers could think he is creating a storm drain with his steps.

@uthabitii

[uthabitii]

Kachina giggled— this oni's attempted valor was admirable, albeit flimsy. "You'll do great!" she pumped her fist, eyes sparkling with confidence. It was endearing, how this Arataki Itto, as he'd introduced himself, was so visually intimidating yet, in reality, was a complete dork.

She gripped her own windglider. It wasn't a rare occurrence to be up in the air for her, since Natlan is filled with cliffs and nosediving off of them wasn't an option, but it was still nervewracking to be scrutinized. Even so! She'd definitely pass this with flying colors!

...hopefully?

[wantedoni]

Itto’s darting, avoidant eyes finally settle and calm as his pacing slows.

Breathe, Itto, breathe. Remember what that nice lady at the onsen told you.

He takes a deep breath before turning to the kid.

“Thanks little rabbit child! You seem quite experienced with these wings, but be careful you don’t let the wind carry you away. Those blasted invisible forces of angry nature have knocked me down more times than I can count.”

The oni puts his hands on his sides as he begins to laugh. Words from the heart go to the heart, and Itto could tell that in this kids eyes that she really meant it.

“Let’s get our wings ready and set sail! I’m itching to give those stupid winds a beating!”

[uthabitii]

Kachina's ears twitched— rabbit child? Did— did they look like rabbit ears? Oh no, is that what everybody was focusing on?

She covered them up with her hands quickly. "Ah! I'm sorry! I— I hope they didn't..." she trailed off, unsure of what she was trying to say. "W— what I mean is... they're hard to control..." Kachina frantically shook her head. What was she saying? Was she talking too much about nothing?

"A- ah... well! Even if we fall, we'll just get back up again, right?"

[uthabitii]

WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE A STAR?

@memoriauteur and @uthabitii

[uthabitii]

Natlan's terrain was a challenge for inexperienced travelers— rocks, loose dirt, the likes. So when Kachina spotted a young man attempting to scale a cliffside, she had to step in.

"Mister!" she hollered. "Careful, that's—" Loose. The stake the young man had used to anchor himself popped out of the ground. Kachina lunged for the rope, using all of her strength to plant her feet and grip the rope. She looked around frantically— she won't be able to hold the rope alone. "Help!"

Please don't die, mister!

starter for @memoriauteur

[wantedoni]

What happens when the stones become the two birds?

[wantedoni]

Itto has always felt home with his two feet planted on the ground. It meant he could run when he wanted. It meant he could flip whenever he felt like it. And trust him, they are sick flips. But the air? It was much harder to do flips in the air and not land flat on your face.

Walking up towards the examination booth, the tall oni takes a step forward towards it, then a step backwards before pacing around, his feet making slight divots in the dirt.

"Hahah! This is gonna be a breeze! Get it? Hahah! There is totally nothing scary about hundreds of feet off the ground with no ability to cushion the fall if a stray raven were to pass through! Hahah! I'm the one and oni Arataki Itto! A little exam is nothing!"

Despite the rapid prattling, the oni still remains stuck in his circle of pacing, deepening the ground even more. So much so that onlookers could think he is creating a storm drain with his steps.

@uthabitii

[uthabitii]

Kachina giggled— this oni's attempted valor was admirable, albeit flimsy. "You'll do great!" she pumped her fist, eyes sparkling with confidence. It was endearing, how this Arataki Itto, as he'd introduced himself, was so visually intimidating yet, in reality, was a complete dork.

She gripped her own windglider. It wasn't a rare occurrence to be up in the air for her, since Natlan is filled with cliffs and nosediving off of them wasn't an option, but it was still nervewracking to be scrutinized. Even so! She'd definitely pass this with flying colors!

...hopefully?

[uthabitii]

PLOTTING CALL !

kachina will be accepting any and all commission prompts! if you have any ideas that you'd like for your muse and kachina to participate it, shoot me a dm on discord at u.sateii or ping me in the discord!

plotting call is a lot less intricate than it should be because i'm currently overseas, but please reach out if you'd like a little kachina :)

[ohnogodpls]

Let the tournament begin...

Started the story quests and have been having my friend watch me play. We both were highly amused by the scenes of a preschooler on the arena

[cattwuwu]

ajaw has come!!!

[uthabitii]

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