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ffxivaltaholic · 2 years
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Where Do You Stand - Meme
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WHERE YOU STAND: Isanii Kagon
PLACE IN SOCIETY
✖ FINANCIAL – wealthy  / moderate / poor / in poverty
✖ MEDICAL – fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / deceased
✖ CLASS OR CASTE – upper / lower / middle / working / unsure
✖ EDUCATION – qualified / unqualified / studying
FAMILY
✖ MARITAL STATUS – married, happily / married, unhappily / engaged  / partnered / divorced / widow or widower / separated / single / it’s complicated
✖ CHILDREN – has children / no children / wants children / adopted children
✖ FAMILY – close with sibling / not close with siblings / has no siblings / siblings are deceased / it’s complicated
✖ AFFILIATION – orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by both parents / other
TRAITS & TENDENCIES
✖ disorganized / organized / in between
✖ close-minded / open-minded / in between
✖ cautious / reckless / in between
✖ patient / impatient / in between
✖ outspoken / reserved / in between
✖ leader / follower / in between
✖ sympathetic / unsympathetic / in between
✖ optimistic / pessimistic / in between
✖ hardworking / lazy / in between
✖ cultured / uncultured / in between
✖ loyal / disloyal / in between
✖ faithful / unfaithful / in between
SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION
✖ SEXUALITY – heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual / omnisexual / demisexual
✖ SEX – sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable
✖ ROMANCE – romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable
✖ SEXUALLY – sexually adventurous / sex experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious / uninterested (Generally)
ABILITIES
✖ COMBAT SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
✖ LITERACY SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
✖ ARTISTIC SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
✖ TECHNICAL SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
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coolguy80101 · 2 years
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Elias stood there, looking out over the horizon. He stood very still. He muttered the very first words as not a king, but a commander. He said, “Attack.” Onward from his words, came a battalion of soldiers, then a legion of men and women on horses, then a fleet of spaceships. Then an epic battle ensued. One Castlo Rivalo hadn’t encountered since the dawn of time. More than one tear of blood had been shed, more than one tear had been wept. The war raged long ago, yet still its battles raged to this day.
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“Look up!” shouted Makael, as he joined the fight on flight, with an army of furry creatures by his side. Armed with swords and other weaponry, they raged through the battlefield. Bullets right and left, Zacchias was soaring through alongside them. Dodging attacks from the enemy line making his way to to Castlo Mastima, just a couple miles north.
Zacchias shouted, “Keep up!”
“I am!”
“Well you better stay with the flow!”
“Where’s Destiny?” Makael asked.
“Where’s Elias?” asked Zacchias.
“He’s with Hezekel!” As Makael had said, Elias and Hezekel fought side by side, back to back, enemies from the opposing castlo dropping like flies, blood spilling everywhere, across the fields, staining the green grass red. They engaged the competition with varying sorts of gunfire and arrow trickery, swords to arrows, blades to bullets. The fight spanned across miles, as soldiers of both sides laid their lives in a futile stalemate. Makael was now upon the roofing of Castlo Mastima, Zaffa and the other furrians by his side, all armed with rifles, enemies in their crosshairs.
“Prepare to fire,” uttered Makael. Bullets went flying everywhere, fracturing skulls, sendings brains off their stems, blood draining out leaving a pool right under their dismembered bodies. Makael aimed his bullets more steadily, Zacchias preferring a more brutal approach: kill all and spare none. Elias and Hezekel scaled the walls and took after them.
Elias asked, “Any updates on the battle?”
“None yet,” said Makael.
Zacchias cried, “They’re making their way to our kingdom! Castlo Rivalo will surely fall!”
Elias muttered, “That’s not good.” He went for his shotgun and said to Makael, “I’m headed back.” Elias parachuted down the castle walls. He scrambled for his backpack, and ran miles across the fields, arrows, bullets, and miscellaneous ammunition flying overhead, blitzing the enemies. Behind the castle doors awaited several guards. Not ones from his own people. They flanked both sides, arranged in rows of seven or more, cutting off several key pathways. “I don’t want to challenge you!”
“We do,” said the crook. Elias dropped his shotgun, allowing it to bounce off the castle wall and shatter into a thousand pieces. He leapt easily down the bricks, his fall impact reduced by some wet, mucky rubble. Their guns were composed of: two steel barrels in a rusty, steampunk motif, four bullets per barrel. Ammunition the guns held were: heavier than steel, dipped in hot oils for maximum damage to the human skeleton, and contained tiny zappers hidden beneath the nooks of the bullet. Elias held no more than a grappling hook, a steel dagger, a deadly lazer, a flashlight, a barrel of sand tucked into his left pocket, a dash of uranium poison contained in a petite aluminum bin. Some fibery rope: about a foot or two of said rope. More trinkets including: dead tarantula, and a needle . Elias strutted. A casual strut. The dead tarantula wrapped neatly around his arm like a bracelet. The criminals gasped. Certainly they weren’t terrified: more likely they were mortified at the hanes act committed to the poor arachnid.
“Fire off,” said another crook. They pointed their barrels. Elias dashed and peppered some insults there and here, giving backhanded compliments to the thugs. He struck them without foretelling, a bombarding of pain suddenly.
“Would anyone else like to challenge me? Need a second needle be used in this bickering? Need our quarreling be violent, and not a democracy?” Then Elias took his peppering beyond the metaphorical, the uranium gas filling the surroundings. He took bliss in his enemies’ suffering.
A crook pleaded, “Spare me- or kill me quickly.”
Elias replied, “That won’t be necessary.” With precision he looped the rope inward and around, conveniently finishing the last loops as the crook’s intake of uranium hit deadly levels. His cheeks turned from a pleasant rosy red to a horrifyingly icy blue. He gagged out a final breath. Then he dropped.
From afar, Makael shouted, “ELIAS, WE’RE STORMING CASTLO MASTIMA.”
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Soon Elias regrouped with the others, at the frontside of Castlo Mastima: an enemy territory they’d been waging against from the very dawn of time. Led by Mastim Id and Mastim Yut, their technology boosted other kingdoms from the medieval age to the modern days, yet they misused their technology. Makael commanded, “FIRE THE CANNONS.” The gates went down under the pressure of thousands of cannonballs streaming through the smoky air.
The furrian leader, a Makaso furrian named Destiny, shouted in her native language, “HOLO K’OMA.”
Elias said to Makael, “That means ‘For our people.”
“HOLO K’OMA.” repeated Makael.
“HOLO K’OMA.” repeated Hezekel.
“HOLO K’OMA.” repeated Elias.
“HOLO K’OMA.” repeated Zacchias.
The furrians repeated, “HOLO K’OMA!”
The people of Castlo Rivalo, the Rivalians, repeated valiantly, “HOLO K’OMA!” The furrians, and Rivalians all drew guns in one swift, clean, practiced maneuver. Their bullets clicked simultaneously into their guns before the castle. They wanted it known by all the strength of man and nature as one force: the world bows to their will. The world came to a standstill. All halted. The maelstrom was coming.
“CHARGE.” yelled Elias, then followed by a crescendoing scream, and spine-chilling sensation. Adrenaline and heroes rushed down the streets of Mastima. The maelstrom had arrived, in the form of nature and man. They powered through the streets, halting their rampage before a palace. The air went sour. An evil entity lurked, buried within the deepest chambers, stalking in the emptiest hallways.They had awoken a beast. Shedding of blood was now foresighted amongst the furrians and the people.
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ffxivaltaholic · 2 years
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Rainy Spring Day
Makael & Umbra
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ffxivaltaholic · 2 years
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~ Date Night ~
Makael | Aristaeus
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ffxivaltaholic · 2 years
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~ First Encounter ~
“The first time I saw him, first time hearing his voice... I had no idea the impression it would leave upon me.” ~ Kael, minutes after getting his ass kicked.
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ffxivaltaholic · 2 years
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Makael eir Vari
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ffxivaltaholic · 3 years
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Success...
Now onto the next augmentation...
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ffxivaltaholic · 2 years
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I haven’t really posted lately as I was burning through the MSQ before it could get spoiled.   Finally my Viera gets to look like I had envisioned!  (I was using the female model for a while and just carefully picking armor glams to hide the chest) But now I am happy I can use all the armor sets I liked but couldn’t really use before.
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ffxivaltaholic · 3 years
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🍷 How does your OC act when they are drunk? Are they the type of drunk that laughs and giggles about every little thing? Are you a sad drunk that cries about how your life has turned out? Or are you the sleepy drunk that falls asleep soon after drinking? (For your Vieras)
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Zhira is a woman who likes her drink. She likes good drinks, meh drinks, and even the not so great tasting ones. It comes with the territory of being a pirate captain, and she's as jolly as expected. The Viera has three stages of drunk that she can go through in a single sitting. Initially the giggly drunk, laughing and jesting with her crew and friends, then the second stage. The feisty drunk. This is the point where she might fight someone, or start a competition, which usually devolves into a tavern brawl at some point. Usually she stops before getting to this point for obvious reasons. The third stage is the 'I've had to much and regret my life' stage. This is where she lays on the deck of her ship and stares off into space until someone either puts her to bed, or she sobers up. Usually she'll mumble to herself about her life choices, though this stage is very very rare and only ever occurs when something really bad has happened in her life.
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Kael, on the other hand, does not drink very often. At times maybe once a month or longer between sittings. He doesn't mind the taste of some, but most are just plainly unpleasant, and those that don't taste to strong are usually to sweet for the Viera. He does not handle it well either, struggling to metabolize the alcohol and finding himself quite the light weight. Due to this and his overly controlling nature, the man avoids drinking unless he's around someone he absolutely trusts, or he's home alone. This is due to the fact that he can't handle not being in control at all times. Especially when an enemy could show up at any time, it simply isn't worth the risk of letting his guard down. On the odd occasion that he does become intoxicated, Kael usually get's a bit more relaxed and slightly more social, though he's still usually the quietest person in the room, and will often excuse himself first to go rest and let the intoxication wear off.
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ffxivaltaholic · 3 years
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👗 Reverse the last scenario. How would your OC react if someone walked in on them while they were changing? Would they scream, and yell at them to 'get out'? Would they shrug and continue changing? (For Isanii and Kael)
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For Isanii, if it was anyone other than her mate Yuki, she would scream, throw something and try to hide under a blanket or the nearest object that would cover her curvy form. Growing up she was never bothered by the idea, as it was fairly normal in her desert based tribe, however after years in Eorzea, Isanii had gotten used to being more modest and will react accordingly. She'd be less upset and startled if it was a friend, but a stranger will most certainly get things thrown at them until they leave.
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Without a doubt he would be incredibly annoyed. If it was a stranger they would have little to no time before an array of thrown weapons were launched at them. Even in a practically naked state, the man is always within reach of a weapon. Paranoid? Yes, when you kill people for a living, you get a bit paranoid. There's a high chance a stranger would lose their life walking in on him. A friend would get an annoyed grumble and promptly told to go away until he was dressed. While Kael isn't really that concerned with nudity, he doesn't like people seeing the scars on his body and would certainly try and hide them.
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ffxivaltaholic · 3 years
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👤👤👤 (Give me 3 of your choice. :D)
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The Crew
--> Marcus (NPC), Makael (PC), Levi (NPC), Suri (NPC) Kael's team consists of himself, another Frumentarius, a Medicus and his Primus.
Marcus eir Dalin: Marcus is a half Garlean man of around twenty-two years old, with raven black hair and a charming, though slightly annoying personality, depending on who you talk to. He's high energy and seems like a goof and slacker outside of work, but the man is a skilled assassin, who specializes in controlled explosions and long distance sniping. While he's skilled with a multitude of weapons, Marcus prefers the magitek enhanced sniper rifle over anything. He is a loyalist to the empire, but occasionally questions the political side of things as his goal is simply to protect his home and people from external threats. Maybe meet a cute girl along the way. His relationship to Kael is a strong friendship, though the Viera is often annoyed by him more than anything for his overly chipper demeanor. He tries to bring out some fun from the stuffy Viera, usually in the form of trying to get him drunk because he declares Kael 'boring and lame' most of the time.
Suri kir Turik: Suri is a Pureblood Garlean, twirty-one years old with long blonde hair, born to a politically well off family. She is very monotoned and lacks contextual tones when she speaks which can make her come off a bit cold and uncaring. Despite that her team trusts her to assist them on the battlefield and keep them safe. She also assists Kael in his laboratory and has a background in genetics due to her family's business. Currently married, she rarely speaks of her husband due to the political aspect of the union. Despite being a medicus, she is also fully capable of completing an assassination, using her medical knowledge to kill an opponent without leaving a mark. Her extensive knowledge of each race and their anatomy is a benefit during combat and has saved her from being injured or killed on multiple occasions. She is the eldest of two sisters, though the younger Sabine, who was engaged to Kael, was unfortunately murdered earlier in the year. She is actively seeking the criminal behind it. Her relationship to Kael is very familial as he sees her as a sister, and she is also the only one he trusts to monitor him during his experiments.
Levi goe Caisus: Levi is... The dad of the team and it's leader. A man of forty-seven years, he's a charming pureblood with a large frame and friendly smile, his blonde hair starting to grey a bit around his face and beard. As a Primus he is in charge of his team, assigning them missions and supporting them when needed. While he does not attend many missions of his own anymore, he provides extraction support and handles the political issues that can arise with their work. He is happily married and plans to eventually retire, handing off the role of Primus to Kael when he feels the Viera is ready. Levi excels in magitek weaponry and before he became Primus, he was a frumentarius that specialized in brute force and hand to hand combat with specially augmented magitek gauntlets. Now though he uses a pen more than a weapon. Levi is especially a mentor to Kael, who was inspired to drop out of his science field to pursue the same career as Levi and join his team. Despite them only being seventeen years apart, Levi is a prominent father figure to Kael, as the Viera lacks a real relationship with his own, rather toxic, father.
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ffxivaltaholic · 3 years
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~Illuminate~ Makael eir Vari | Balmung
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ffxivaltaholic · 3 years
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Prompt #27: Benthos
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"Don’t touch that...”  His voice was sharp, though for good reason as the set up was delicate and the Viera had spent a fair bit of money acquiring it.  “Just look... Don’t touch.”  He reinforced his words with a scowl and a narrowing of his brows. “Yes yes fine... I wont touch it.” The voice was annoyed despite being monotoned in nature. Eyeing the pressurized tank, she watched the strange looking animal crawl around. It almost resembled a starfish, but far more creepy and monstrous looking.  “So why exactly did you buy it?”  She so badly wanted to touch the specialized glass, just to see if it would notice. For a moment he pondered the answer before simply shrugging.  “It’s aggressive and highly toxic, therefore I want it for my collection.” Why this man took joy in collecting and keeping dangerous flora and fauna... No one really knew, but it seemed to make him happy enough despite the risk he takes in having it.
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"So it’s just... Decor then? Or do you actually have something to use it for?” Glancing away for the moment, Suri simply glanced at the screen beside her as the Viera typed away.   “I want to study the toxins and see if it has practical use in my work.” That was the answer she had expected from Kael, but it still amused the woman every time.  “It’s one of five I acquired from a deep sea venture that I financially backed.” In short, he paid off someone to risk their life to get these strange plants and animals. Giving a little huff, Suri scowled.  “I see... And where exactly are you going to put them? You have multiple large tanks, small ones, the garden... Your lab itself... Pray tell me, where will you store these things?”  The lab was already a little small with his current collection, but Kael didn’t seem to mind it and he simply waved a hand dismissively at her. “I have a spot, no need to fret.” Rolling his eyes at her, the Viera returned to his work trying to ignore the burning glare at his back. “And what if it gets loose?” A valid question though his laugh only seemed to infuriate her, bringing some actual emotion to her flat voice. “It would die before then.  It would suffer immediate decompression and most likely disintegrate because their bodies are not meant for this level of pressure. They’re used to much greater and thus would be of no threat to you.”  Turning his head slightly, Kael waited as Suri processed everything before she finally nodded.  “Good, now it’s time to look into the next phase of things so prepare for a long night.” An auditable groan left the woman’s lips and she paused, as if working out a retort, though seconds later the Garlean simply sighed and nodded.  “Alright... I’ll grab us some food and be back in a short bit.” As she departed he simply gave a single wave of his hand, hyperfocused on the screen in front of him. There was science to be done.
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ffxivaltaholic · 3 years
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Prompt #10: Heady
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There was something euphoric about that moment when months of hard work finally comes to fruition. An intoxicating feeling of power...  It was partially what drove him onwards, pushing the limits of his body and psyche for the sake of improvement, to cheat death permanently. Finding the faults and altering them step by step towards a goal of perfection. Immortality. Was it a bit insane? Perhaps, but who isn’t just a little mad in this world...?
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Finally the pain had subsided, though he was still sensitive to light and had dimmed everything in the lab to accommodate. What day was it? Honestly the Viera didn’t know anymore.  Time meant little in his lab, at least until someone tried to get ahold of him.  Thankfully for the most part his Primus did not pester, and his team’s Medicus was aware of the situation enough to keep any prying questions at bay.  She was the only one who could assist him, despite the reservations she had at his self-modification. Despite her worries and complaints, he moved forward with his work, trusting in her to monitor his life-signs and handle any potential issues that might arise from his tampering.  The Garlean woman certainly wasn’t pleased to be involved in her friend’s deranged science, but it was better to keep an eye on him, if only to prevent something terrible from occurring as a result of his overindulgence.  This time had been a success, but there was no guarantee the next time would work out so well, so she continued to support him in each endeavor. Even though as time goes on, she begins to question his motives and sanity... There was a time where the man wasn’t so intent on perfecting himself, but tragedy had changed his views of the world, and along with powerful secrets that he had discovered, Makael was shifted to a new path in life, a much darker path, but one he was driven to follow through on until he either succeed, or it consumed him to the very core.  It was success or death. 
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ffxivaltaholic · 3 years
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Allow me to stare into your soul... And then rewrite it.
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ffxivaltaholic · 3 years
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what is something your muse loves being praised for? (Makael)
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"Praise... I suppose being noticed for my work would be appreciated, though few can actually see what goes on in my lab... I suppose I do enjoy being praised for my cooking." While he would love the praise to come due to his projects and experiments, due to the... Nature of them, they stay secret and instead the most publicly desirable praise would be for his cooking or his on paper job as an assassin. Particularly from his higher ups!
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