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Journal,I miss a lot of little things, living in this strange world. I miss windmills a lot, and I miss tea with Miss Marissi. I miss tea in general, not much is strong enough for my tongue to taste. But Marissi is a firm and feminine presence that my life notices lacking. I hope she’s well, I wish I could tell her I am. She’s probably worrying about me. I would be worrying about me too. This place is harsh. Its making me rough. When I get home, I’ll find her and we’ll wear dresses again.- Amilaine.
Drop a "✉" into my askbox for a written letter from my muse.
Send me some and I’ll pick a few to write tomorrow morning. If your character writes back we can consider it canon.
One day, Bel gets a letter in the mail. The neat handwriting is familiar, though all it says is "I'm sorry."
Bel sipped her wine, the letter occupying her attention as it had most of the evening; staring at it, she found it only stared right back, frank and honest. She had recognized the fine, neat script the moment she had opened it, but that was hours ago. Since then, she, the letter, and the blank sheet of paper she had prepared for her response had all simply sat there. The words might as well have been hanging in the air, although it wasn’t so clear that they were necessarily waiting for a response. The two words were clean on paper, but dripped with guilt. She gave a gentle sigh, feeling a tug at the corner of her mouth as she unstopped the ink pot and dipped her quill.
There is nothing to forgive, although an “I miss you” might have been preferred.Because I do miss you.Love,Bel
Tanillivan sat in the center of a storm, crumpled pieces of paper from failed letter attempts surrounding him. He rubbed his face; the night was long and still no progress. How could he have sent that one letter already with two simple words when he wanted to say so much more? Perhaps she didn’t even want to talk to him. Maybe she threw it out without so much as opening it. Maybe…
He got up from his desk, crushing more half finished letters as he walked out of the room and out of his house. The thoughts flying around his head were suffocating him, he needed air and a good smoke. A normal smoke, one made with the tobacco that he used to sell. Felweed, though it calmed him down, made him drowsy, and he was determined to see the night through.
What he didn’t expect was to see that he had mail. Already? What if… no, it was only bills. He couldn’t afford to get his hopes up. Reaching into the box, he withdrew several pieces, his heart heavy. What a fool he had been. Bill…. bill…
Wait.
A normal, unmarked letter. A lump formed in his throat, his smoke forgotten on the ground as he took it all inside. He pulled the seal off gently, his hand hesitated on the edge of the paper. As he unrolled the scroll, his eyes widened. His eyes lingered on the word ‘love’, and his lips curled up into a small smile.
He know knew what to say.
Taking the letter with him as he rushed to his desk, the bills sat on the table with little regard, he sat down at his desk once more. There was no pause this time, he picked up his blue feathered quill and immediately began writing a response.
Bel, Not a day goes by when a though of you doesn't cross my mind. I miss you, I miss you so much Bel. Come to Shattrath. There’s too much to say and not enough letters to day it. Love, Tanillivan
ANSWERING THIS ANCIENT ASS ASK FOR THE CUTIE inquisitorpepto basically this was for the "your OC waking up in my OC's bed" meme.
Tanillivan's fel green eyes barely opened as the sun came up. He groaned, his red-brown hair a complete mess as he rose from his bed. There was a strange amount of lumps besides him, but his hazy vision and still sleepy brain couldn't figure out exactly what was different. Instead, he moved to the bathroom, splashed his face with some water to wake up, and combed his hair. By the time he finished his mind was much more awake, ready for the new day ahead of him. Still in his boxers, he returned to his bedroom to put on a fresh set of clothes when...
He stopped dead in the hallway, frozen as he realized there slept the sleeping form of the forsaken woman Amilaine. Wait, he didn't remember drinking last night. So how... what? He blinked a few times in confusion, desperately trying to remember the details of the previous night.
"I...I... I..." his voice caught in his throat, unsure if it was a wise idea to wake her. "M-Miss Hall?" He called out, hoping she could give him some answers.
Out of your little muses that you listed for RP, who is most likely to rise to the challenge presented by an antagonistic, rude, self-centered racist Draenei? Who also happens to be eight feet tall and covered from head to tail tip in black steel and iron chain mail? (Challenge includes physical and mental confrontation)
Definitely Taiz, as she would be easily goaded into a conflict if her ability as a rogue was called out.
Urukal wouldn't been to interested in a physical conflict, but a mental challenge might intrigue her.
Kirkal would simply try to shoot said draenei in the face before he could even issue the challenge.
Zinny might try to negotiate with the draenei, using force only to defend herself.
Xentkaz would attack on sight, especially if she felt like her sisters were threatened.
Marissi would balk at the challenge, for a true Lady doesn't need to answer to a ruffian's call.
Tanillivan would fight to protect his homeland, but if negotiations were an option he may reach out. If only to state that such a man should leave immediately.
What is your character's relationship with their parents?
Tanillivan had a very healthy relationship with his parents. He adored his father, who tried to encourage his curiosity in the Light. His mother was strict, teaching him how to read and write along with helping her out in the store. Both, however, loved him deeply. After the Scourge attack which resulted in his father's death, his mother Valindra became distant to him. Tan kept trying to get her to see someone about her failing health, but she was stubborn, alone from losing most of her friends and family to the Scourge.
Marissi's parents also loved her to pieces, making sure she had nothing but the best for her growing up. However, both were distant, often leaving her to the babysitters or her mage tutor.
The Revantusk Sisters had an abusive father who sacrificed their mother to the spirits when they were young. He mostly neglected the other girls, forcing Xentkaz to take the role of mother for them. When Zinzerkal spoke up about her visions of Nalorakk, he isolated her from the rest to train her. Basically the girls never knew their mother that well, and they all view their father with a level of contempt. Urukal absolutely despises the thought of her father, Taiz was scared of him, Kirkal ran away from home and tried to rescue Zinny several times. Zinzerkal says she loves her father, but has yet to recognize the abuse she went through with him or deal with it.
Describe a scar on your character's body and the story behind it.
The most obvious one to answer here is Tanillivan. He has a series of scars on his chest, all jagged. While he was in charge of Siabi, a lone forsaken woman attacked him trying to bring down the company after having him falsely arrested for the theft of a dagger specifically used for cutting drugs.
Other than that, Taiz has a few scars on her body from her younger days hanging out with her old gang. They'd often dare each other to do increasingly dangerous stunts, to which she was always up for the challenge. One said stunt was from trying to sneak into Jinth'a'alor and ending up with an arrow in her shoulder.
Kirkal probably has a few scars as well from trying to rehabilitate various animals and having them lash at her.
Zinzerkal has several small, almost forgotten scars on her back from her father. One of his favorite punishments when she disobeyed him was to whip her with a small tree branch.
Open for roleplay!
The blog here is being revamped for strictly roleplay purposes with my World of Warcraft characters. Feel free to send asks, roleplay prompts, ect.
Characters!
Tanillivan Lightspell Male blood elf, 121 years old. Former Lieutenant of a small blood elf military branch, then former boss of a small company. Scribe, shadow priest, only child of Thacinicus and Valinidra Lightspell. Known for becoming absorbed in his work to the point where he often neglects sleep and fear of the undead. Urukal Female forest troll, 24 years old. Warlock and alchemist with an insatiable lust for knowledge, particularly focused on unraveling the secrets of the Twisting Nether. 3rd born of the Revantusk Sisters, twin sister to Kirkal. Slow to trust others, does not believe in altruism. Marissiella “Marissi” Sinnet Female forsaken, 26 years old. Daughter of a small noble family in Gilneas, raised to be a proper lady and a mage. Family fell into hard times due to gambling debts, and she died shortly before the Worgen Invasion. Resurrected when the forsaken took Gilneas, she remains a proper Lady through and through. Zinzerkal Female forest troll, 18 years old. Former druid during the Cataclysm that retrained to be a monk during the Invasion of Pandaria. 5th born of the Revantusk Sisters, twin to Taiz. Friendly, optimistic and naive, always willing to lend a hand to those in need. A firm believer of Nalorakk, trained to embody the spirit of the bear. Taiz Female forest troll, 18 years old. A loud, ambitious tomboy who claims to be the best rogue in existence. 4th born of the Revantusk Sisters, twin to Zinzerkal. Last to leave her home village, was once in a gang of ruffians. Recently discovered her sexuality, came out as a lesbian Kirkal Female forest troll, 24 years old. The silent hunter who prefers the company of her pets to other people. 2nd born of the Revantusk Sisters, twin to Urukal. First to leave the village, takes care of a wide variety of pets, some rescued from other hunters. Xentkaz Female forest troll 28 years old. 1st born of the Revantusk sisters, watched after her family after their mother’s death. Died when she was 26 years old out in Dragonblight, taken to Naxxramas to be brought back as a Death Knight. Suffered from amnesia upon being resurrected, wandered on her own once the Lich King was defeated. Distant eldest sister, stays away from her family for their own good.
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1) Writer is over 18 years old and will NOT write NSFW content with roleplayers who are under age. If I find out you are lying about your age I will cease all roleplay with you immediately.
2) NSFW content will be placed under a read more with proper tags. If you need something tagged, please send me an ask.
3) Keep in mind this is a SIDE BLOG. I will send asks from my main blog, dreamfluxx.
4) Feel free to gently remind me if I am behind on a post, but keep it at that.
5) OC friendly and multi-ship!
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MMO Thoughts
It's interesting that Final Fantasy XIV, TERA, and Archeage have all announced expansions around the same time. At the same time, it's kind of expected, as they all have to keep up with the times, and players will wander off with no new content. Yet for all the proclamations of "new" content, there are things they all have in common that really bother me.
The biggest thing of all for me is the gender dichotomy in the playable races. Every single MMO I've ever played (Runescape, Lord of the Rings Online, EVE Online, World of Warcraft, Guild Wars 2, Everquest 2, Neverwinter Online, Tera Online, Archeage, Wildstar, and Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn) have the exact same problem.
The male versions of the races are all big and bulky, while the females are always small and petite. Each and every one of these.
That's eleven different MMORPGs I've played in my time that ALL have this problem. It's a problem that pervades every bit of gaming, but I'm going to keep it focused on MMOs because that's the focus of this blog. I've touched on this topic before, and I'm going to keep talking about it.
Why is it that we as consumers need to have the genders so strictly defined that they're practically parodies of themselves? Wildstar got heavy criticism when it's models were released, but the other MMOs are not innocent of this claim as well. Even with the rebuilt models, World of Warcraft still falls into this trap.
Why is it that a female character cannot be recognizable unless they are petite? Why is it that a male character cannot possibly exist without rippling muscles? The technology behind these games is far enough ahead that there's no excuse for not allowing more customization when it comes to body types.
Give me a non-human race where the females are bigger than the males.
Give me body sliders that allow for different weights and builds
Give me a truly agender race that's not male coded
Give me gender neutral clothing. Allow men to wear skirts/dresses and women to wear suits
Gaming is slowly getting better in its inclusion of diverse topics, but I feel like the MMO industry on a whole is still lagging far behind. Too many games are set on copying each other and relying on tropes. It's time to move forward.
I doodled my Lalafell. Her name is Elelvi Elvi.
Actual princess
*bows before the princess*
Marques is the most fashionable Wildwood you'll ever see.
(PS I'm dying of embarrassment over here)
Trey gave me the cutest dress!!