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rapports-de-combat · 3 days
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Iɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟɪsᴇᴅ Cᴀᴛɢɪʀʟ Mɪsᴏɢʏɴʏ Wʜᴀᴛ Tʜᴇ Fᴜᴄᴋ Is Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ
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"I assume no one has informed you of our current...peculiar predicaments?" —@perdicinae-observer
"You. Stupid. Connard. Your indulgence in self pity costed that poor kind soul Duroc his arms. You endangered half of the marshalate. What were you even thinking?! Were you even thinking you stupid useless piece of shit?" —@le-brave-des-braves
"DONT WHACK YOU WHACK FUCKING WHACK DARE WHACK HURT WHACK HIM WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK IWILLKILLYOU!" —@your-dandy-king
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As Ney slaps Bessières, what looks like smoke puffs out from where her hand makes contact. He staggers back, clutching his face, eyes wide, pizza boxes falling to the floor. His hand reaches under his cloak, but before he can respond- A tall beautiful Amazonian woman starts committing violence apparently on his behalf. Bessières takes one moment to take this in, before anger and chivalry force his hand. He pulls out his saber and raises it, intending to draw people's attention- but as he does so, his cloak flutters open, revealing that his body... He is dressed in the green and red uniform of the colonel of the Chasseurs à cheval de la Garde impériale, yes, but it seems he is in danger of evaporating with wisps of dark smoke and small red embers emanating from his body. What look like indistinct smokey words write themselves across his form, words of regret and intimacy and anxiety. And, around all of that, he appears to be held together by an unnaturally long golden chain wrapped around his torso, ending in a closed pocketwatch dangling over his heart.
Bessières: Stop this madness right now!
His eyes catch the light, and the usually polite and reserved man's voice is loud and animated with offense and disbelief. Though whether he can be heard over the fight is hard to say.
Bessières: I don't know what is going on but I do know that I can very well defend myself or seek my own satisfaction, Mada-
And then he suddenly is struck by an awful realisation. What is it that the quiet lady with the glasses said about being "fellow marshals" and "peculiar predicaments"? There is only one marshal who wears glasses.
Bessières: ... Davout?
... Ney? ... JOACHIM MURAT..?!
Petiet: What should we do..?! Brun: ... Normally I'd say we get the marshal but the Maréchale was rather insistent they do not be disturbed. Lameth: We either eat popcorn or we disappear, I say~ And I am feeling rather curious about what would happen if one of us read that strange magical letter! Saint-Chamans: Let's go look at the letter and leave the big hats to sort themselves out!
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murillo-enthusiast · 4 days
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Iɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟɪsᴇᴅ Cᴀᴛɢɪʀʟ Mɪsᴏɢʏɴʏ
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"I really hope that you win, Murat, because otherwise we will get a very elaborate lecture how to be proper ladies." - @le-brave-des-braves
"He's going to give us one regardless if Murat wins or not." - @perdicinae-observer
"Another round, and give it your best shot this time!" - @your-dandy-king
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Soult's catgirl ear twitches in the direction of Davout's comment, but her lip is already curled so unpleasantly that it's hard to say if she got even more grumpier by that comment. Her tail is swishing around angrily as well, though it pretty much hasn't stopped the entire time. Lameth squares up for round two. This time, he actually does seem to be giving it his all, and he even looks a little more focused. He's a young, fit, healthy(..?) man of age 26, and he is galvanised both by the disappointment of his boss and possibly by Saint-Chamans in the back going "ARE YOU GOING TO LET A GIRL DEFEAT YOU". Thanks, Saint-Chamans. And... he just barely forces Murat's hand down. 1-1. The only reaction from Soult is a hmmph. The reaction from the rest of the ADCs is a cheer. Saint-Chamans waves a bottle of unspecified alcohol around.
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armagnac-army · 1 month
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OOC: The Napoleonic Askblog/Roleplay Scene Directory
Here's an Out Of Character post listing the blogs I'm aware of in the Napoleonic RPF Roleplay Scene! It's OOC because Lannes would want to make sarcastic remarks with typos.
If you want (or don't want) your blog on this list, message me and whether you want a main/other blog associated with your name or whether you want to be anonymised! Also happy to include non-Frenchmen and Frev folks.
Doubles or multiple versions of people are welcome, this is a varied afterlife. We all have our different ideas for what this afterlife is like as well.
Feel free to reblog or link to this!
The Marshalate
@armagnac-army - Jean Lannes, Duke of Montebello - played by @cadmusfly
@murillo-enthusiast - Jean-de-Dieu Soult, Duke of Dalmatia, and ADCs - played by @cadmusfly
@le-brave-des-braves - Michel Ney, Prince of the Moskva, Duke of Elchingen, and ADCs - played by @neylo
@your-dandy-king - Joachim Murat, King of Naples - played by @phatburd
@chicksncash - André Masséna, Prince of Essling, Duke of Rivoli, and others - played by @chickenmadam also playing as his ADC, with appearances from Marshal Augereau, the Cuirassier Generals d'Hautpoul and Nansouty, and the Horse Grenadier General Lepic
@your-staff-wizard - Louis-Alexandre Berthier, Prince of Neuchâtel and Valangin, Prince of Wagram - played by @chickenmadam, as above
@perdicinae-observer - Louis-Nicolas Davout, Prince of Eckmühl, Duke of Auerstaedt - played by @mbenguin
@bow-and-talon - Laurent de Gouvion Saint-Cyr, Marquis of Gouvion-Saint-Cyr
@france-hater - Jean-Baptiste Bernadotte, or Charles XIV John of Sweden
The Grande Armée
@general-junot - Jean-Andoche Junot, Duke of Abrantes - played by @promises-of-paradise
@askgeraudduroc - Géraud Duroc, Duke of Frioul, Grand-Marshal of the Palace - played by @sillybumblebeegirl, also with cameos from Marshal Bessières shared with your-dandy-king
@trauma-and-truffles - Baron Dominique-Jean Larrey, Surgeon to Napoleon and the Imperial Guard - played by @hoppityhopster23 who also plays his modern assistant
@generaldesaix - Louis Charles Antoine Desaix de Veygoux, most likely would have been a marshal if he lived - played by @usergreenpixel
@messenger-of-the-battlefield - Marcellin Marbot, aide-de-camp of maréchal Lannes - played by @a-system-of-nerds
@le-dieu-mars - Jean-Baptiste Kleber, General - played by @chickenmadam
The Bonaparte Family
@carolinemurat - Caroline Murat née Buonaparte, Queen of Naples - played by @usergreenpixel
@alexanderfanboy - Napoleon Bonaparte, The Big Cheese
@frencheaglet - Napoleon II, also known as Franz, Duke of Reichstadt, played by @usergreenpixel
@rosie-of-beauharnais - Rose Beauharnais, also known as Josephine Bonaparte, once Empress of the French
Other Notable Personages
@askjackiedavid - Jacques Louis David, neoclassical painter - played by @sillybumblebeegirl
Russians
@the-blessed-emperor - Tsar Alexander I, the Blessed
@loyal-without-flattery - General Aleksey Andreevich Arakcheev, who runs His Imperial Majesty's Own Chancellery
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trauma-and-truffles · 2 months
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After the Cake Incident with Marshal Lannes, My assistant, Mlle. Hopster has been telling me to make a blog myself. I finally gave into her pestering.
I'll probably make a better introduction at a later date, as by then I'll have a better gist of Tumblr.
I am Baron Dominique-Jean Larrey, Surgeon to Emperor Napoleons Imperial Guard. Feel free to ask whatever you like.
-Larrey
( This blog is run by @hoppityhopster23) (Disclaimers: This blog does not provide professional medical Advice, nor am i a professional historian. I'm just well read about the history of medicine and enjoy reading about Larrey)
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Tags: Responses from the the Baron - answers to any asks.
Conversations with the assistant - Conversations with my time traveler assistant. shes the one who convinced me to create this. shes also young, sometimes foolish, and likes to give people bad ideas.
Portraits of the Doctor - Images of me.
Comments from the Assistant - self explanatory
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Fellow Soldiers and marshals, etc (personal notes below):
Marshals Other Military Staff Royals Other
@armagnac-army - My Dear Friend Lannes, Marshal of France, Prince of Siewierz, and Duke of Montebello.
@murillo-enthusiast - Jean-de-Dieu Soult, Marshal of France and Duke of Dalmatia. (I'm pretty sure he just tolerates me.)
@le-brave-des-braves - Michel Ney, Marshal of France, Prince de la Moskowa, and Duke of Elchingen. (He's very helpful, And I am grateful.)
@your-dandy-king - Joachim Murat, Marshal of France and King of Naples.
@chicksncash - Andre Massena; Marshal of France,  Duke of Rivoli, and Prince of Essling.
@your-staff-wizard - Louis-Alexandre Berthier, Marshal of France, Prince of Neuchatel, Valangin and Wagram, and technically my boss.
@perdicinae-observer - Louis Nicolas Davout, Prince of Eckmühl, Duke of Auerstadt.
@bow-and-talon - Laurent de Gouvion Saint-Cyr, Marquis of Gouvion-Saint-Cyr, and a man I respect for giving the us Medical staff needed in life.
@general-junot -  Duke of Abrantes, and General of the French army.
@askgeraudduroc - Also My good friend, Grand Marshal of the palace, Duke of Frioul, and head of the Emperors household.
@generaldesaix - One of my closest Friends. Unfortunately we didn't have a lot of time together in life. nut now we do.
@messenger-of-the-battlefield - Marcellin Marbot, an aide to an assortment of Marshals, and a man I met a few times in life.
@askjackiedavid - Jacques Louis David, neoclassical painter.
@carolinemurat - Caroline Murat, Queen of Naples, and sister of the Emperor.
@alexanderfanboy - Napoleon Bonaparte, Emperor of France.
@rosie-of-beauharnais - Josephine, the Empress of France.
@the-blessed-emperor - Alexander I, Tsar of Russia.
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bow-and-talon · 13 days
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The trotting of a horse could be heard from a distance as it approached the front of the marshal's estate.
Once it stopped, it was followed by the sound of its rider dismounting, then footsteps promptly approaching the door.
[*knock-knock-knock-knock*]
Four precise knocks echoed from Saint-Cyr's front door.
Outside, stood a cloaked silhouette. Fidgeting with a knapsack and a separate bag in his hand, and shifting in his feet awkwardly. He looked around the area curiously, hoping for a sign of life.
Despite the shadow cast over his frame in a concealed and rather intimidating fashion, the reflection of two round lenses and the discernable bicorne could be made out of the looming figure.
A certain spectacled marshal is finally making good on his promise, it seems...
He stood patiently, and waited for a response.
((@perdicinae-observer))
Saint-Cyr hears the knocking, but something else has come up of considerably more dire urgency.
Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he realizes he probably should have given her a proper name instead of simply referring to her as the owl who had decided his house was her house and was refusing to leave it. Because, apparently, he is an owl now too. A proper name would have been a distinction, at least.
(A name also implies that she's a pet. Which he still emphatically denies. He doesn't want a pet!)
SHE is now perched on the mantle above the fireplace, HER feathers fluffed up in a threat display. HER beak snaps and SHE hoots at this tiny intruder into HER domain. SHE is eyeing him like a snack, and not in a complimentary way.
"Oh no no no no no," he admonishes. "I am not food!"
SHE lunges.
He screeches in indignation and tries to scramble off the top of his desk. Inkwells, quills, and papers go flying everywhere. Oh, look, there's the window he's left open for HER to come and go as SHE likes, because otherwise SHE justs breaks the glass to get in.
Well. Shit.
Wings. How do they work? He sort of wishes he had a little more time to ponder that question.
That open window is coming at him awfully fast.
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your-dandy-king · 2 months
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Updated 30 April 2024
Greetings my loyal subjects and, ahem, others!
It is I, your Dandy King, Joachim Murat! I have finally decided to make -- what is this called again -- a blog for myself. Isn't it lovely? Lannes seemed to be having so much fun, I just couldn't sit by. Even Soult is enjoying this far more than he lets on. I think you call it FOMO, these days, right?
Anyhow, I've decided to change my mind and opened my inbox for your questions and queries. I was, I admit, a little uncertain of this place when I first arrived but, by the by, but I shall deal with it as it comes! Please drop your questions into "The Royal Inbox." I cannot guarantee I can or will answer everything, but I will try.
I will be making my appearances on the blogs of my friends and colleagues as well, so I shall be seeing you around. Ta!
Here's a handy guide to some of those friends, colleagues, and more.
@armagnac-army: Jean Lannes, Duke of Montebello, my buddy Gascon, the Greatest Gascon, that sheep guy
@askgeraudduroc: Geraud Christophe Michel Duroc, Grand Marshal of the Palace, beloved, Duke of Frioul, and Jean-Baptiste Bessières, also beloved, Duke of Istria, hunnybunkins
@le-brave-des-braves: Michel Ney, Duke of Elchingen, that ginger cannonball, do not taunt happy fun Ney
@murillo-enthusiast: Jean de Dieu Soult, Duke of Dalmatia, don't call him Nicolas, master of baked goods, has nothing to do with spotted dogs
@general-junot: Jean Andoche Junot, Duke of Abrantes, unhinged homewrecker
@chicksncash: André Masséna, Duke of Rivoli, Dear Child of Five-Fingered Discounts
@your-staff-wizard: Louis-Alexandre Berthier, Prince of Neuchatel, eternity's paper pusher
@trauma-and-truffles: Dominique-Jean Larrey, who knew that a doctor is still useful when you're dead
@askjackiedavid: Jacques Louis David, painter, mostly harmless
@carolinemurat: Caroline Murat, loving wife and beloved partner, the Queen of Naples
@generaldesaix: Louis Desaix, the prankster of the Grand Armée
@messenger-of-the-battlefield: Marceillin Marbot, one of Lannes' ADCs with uh, interesting perspectives
@perdicinae-observer: Louis-Nicolas Davout, Duke of Auerstadt, the Iron Marshal
@frencheaglet: Napoleon II, the boy!
@alexanderfanboy: 🤨
Jean-Baptiste Bessières occasionally wanders over from @askgeraudduroc, and his text will appear in green. Like this!
This is a joke RP account run by @phatburd for one of Napoleon's marshals and brother-in-law, Joachim Murat. He's not the only Murat out there in Tumblr RP land, and (I think) he peacefully co-exists with them all. All of them are simply facets and mirrors of Joachim Murat, and he loves nothing better to have more of himself around. We are all Murat.
This blog should be considered a 0% source of historical accuracy.
OOC Ramble 30 April 2024: On our Discord server @askgeraudduroc brought up voice claims for our RPs of various Napoleonic figures. Tiny Media's take on Murat earwormed me awhile back, probably due to having grown up in the American South. So in my head, Murat's been speaking with a Texan drawl this whole time.
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Historically, Bessières had the same accent as Murat, just not quite as thick, so I've been hearing Bessie in my head with a not-as-thick Texas accent. 👀
I don't like writing in dialect, however, and I've been avoiding it due to not wanting to break immersion but with @askgeraudduroc's blessing, I'm going to drop in a few more Texan-isms into their dialogue. And "Hunnybunnkins." That's my Murat's pet name for Bessie. Is he going to Calle Bessie "Hunnybunnkins"? You betcha!
User icon art by @cadmusfly: Murat striking a Barbie pose on his trusty horse!
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france-hater · 5 days
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Your Majesty, Bernadotte,
I don't know what you desire and I believe that I never will.
I'm unsure what madness has driven you to cause physical harm to my colleague whom you quite literally have not spoken to in centuries.
I could not care less for where your loyalty lie, you've denounced your heritage and that is abundantly clear— it's the afterlife for God's sake, we don't have anything to stand for this is still no matter of amusement, perhaps it is to you but it is not to the receiving party.
If you crave violence that badly, I suggest you quit your childish brick-throwing game and face us off with real weapons next time. Or whatever it is that is left of your dignity.
If it means anything to you, I will not receive the bothersome letters you send to me and will be immediately burning them until you cease this immature behaviour.
I expected better out of a ruler.
L Davout.
[[ @perdicinae-observer ]]
mon cher davout ,
do you have no joy ? no whimsy ? a little brick never hurt anyone ! you wonder why i call you the most miserable of marshals , yet you turn your nose up at any whiff of fun
we are already dead - we are in the afterlife for crying out loud ; no bodily harm can be done , even if i truly tried ! you want me to pick up real arms ? fine . even duel me if you so desire
i care not for your disappointment , i care even less for your correspondence ; i do not need you
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generaldesaix · 27 days
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whats the most epic prank you played?
@chickenmadam , I think Kléber already told you this one?
But anyway, I enlisted Davout’s help ( @perdicinae-observer ) for this (he was reluctant but we were getting back at our enemies sooo…). We loaded our cannons with dried grains like rice and beans and shot at the English. You should’ve heard the unholy screeching!
And then Kléber chased after them dressed as a ghost!!! And howling!!! Only Larrey didn’t seem to appreciate the fact that we had banished the English! Some of the soldiers screamed like kids!!!
And then we let all of their horses loose, just to make their lives a bit harder.
A close second in terms of pranks would be one with Kléber on the receiving end. I disguised a log as a crocodile and placed in under his blankets. Nile crocodiles can look like logs from a certain distance. Let me tell you, Kléber was screaming in keys I didn’t know existed! Then he got back at me by replacing my wine with vinegar… Fun times!
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bcfirearmsacademy · 1 year
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PHEASANT Pheasants (/ˈfɛzənt/ FEH-zənt) are birds of several genera within the family Phasianidae in the order Galliformes. Although they can be found all over the world in introduced (and captive) populations, the pheasant genera native range is restricted to Eurasia. BOOK YOUR CORE EXAM HERE The classification "pheasant" is paraphyletic, as birds referred to as pheasants are included within both the subfamilies Phasianinae and Pavoninae, and in many cases are more closely related to smaller phasianids, grouse, and turkey (formerly classified in Perdicinae, Tetraoninae, and Meleagridinae) than to other pheasants. Pheasants are characterised by strong sexual dimorphism, males being highly decorated with bright colours and adornments such as wattles. Males are usually larger than females and have longer tails. Males play no part in rearing the young. A pheasants call or cry can be recognised due to the fact it sounds like a rusty sink or valve being turned. Pheasants eat mostly seeds, grains, roots, and berries, while in the summer they take advantage of insects, fresh green shoots, spiders, earthworms, and snails. However, as an introduced species, in the UK they are a threat to endangered native adders https://www.instagram.com/p/CnBJG4eLTAs/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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animalids · 3 years
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Arabian partridge (Alectoris melanocephala)
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fluffyheretic · 6 years
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A small Staff Trio drabble I quickly put together (because I really can’t get enough of those Perfect Perdicinae). I haven’t written lately so it seems a more “stream of consciousness” style tends to be what I go towards to try to easy myself back in. Hopefully it’s not bad lol
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rapports-de-combat · 20 hours
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Iɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟɪsᴇᴅ Cᴀᴛɢɪʀʟ Mɪsᴏɢʏɴʏ Tʜɪs Is Rᴇᴀʟʟʏ Gᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ Oᴜᴛ Oғ Hᴀɴᴅ
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"I ... didn't mean to go that far. I didn't know that this would happen." —@your-dandy-king
"Are you...alright now?" —@perdicinae-observer
"Davout… Davout? What? Qu’est-ce que c’est ce merdier?! Why are you all women?!" —@le-brave-des-braves
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Instead of commenting on the situation, instead of addressing the confused Ney or the regretful Murat or Davout trying to calm the situation, Bessières turns to Soult's ADCs.
Bessières: I- I strongly advise that one of you fetch your marshal right now.
He points at Brun, who salutes and runs off. Turning back to the chaos, he opens his mouth to say something, but instead he coughs, splutters. Plumes of light grey smoke fall from his mouth, flecked with light orange cinders. He attempts to pull himself up straight, attempts to pretend that everything is fine. He needs to rest.
Bessières: Let us- *cough* - let us- sit down and- ex-
He can't get the rest of the words out as he is overtaken by a deep and painful coughing fit. If Murat will let him, he will, perhaps unconsciously, lean on her.
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(( @alexanderfanboy..? ))
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murillo-enthusiast · 16 days
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Keeping all our eggs in one basket... (1, 2, 3)
Future responses will be reblogged to @rapports-de-combat.
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"I see...is...amputation part of fae physiology...? [*sigh*] That man never had a care for himself...I hope he's stabilised by now. At least there were no fatalities...
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I'm quite sure Pâques was a few weeks ago, M. Bory, but yes I am." -- @perdicinae-observer
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Bory: Well, apparently Monsieur Duroc lit himself so brightly using his magic that he exploded? It is all very confusing, especially to a man of science as myself, but I am sure there is a logic to this madness in this world! Anyway, Pâques may be past, but let us unpack this egg to bring pax to your house! Préparez-vous !
Up goes the basket!
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uk3d · 2 years
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Partridge
Partridge sketch from artist Sean Briggs no 2916 #Partridge #art #drawing #sketch #illustration #print
Partridge sketch | Limited edition fine art print from an original drawing. Partridge is a collective term referring to various species in multiple genera of galliform birds with a wide native distribution throughout parts of Europe, Asia, and Africa. Several species have been introduced to the Americas. They are sometimes grouped in the Perdicinae subfamily of the Phasianidae. My sketches start…
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trauma-and-truffles · 16 hours
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In the quiet of the night, cantering could be heard in the distance. From the dirt road in front of the baron's residence and towards his front entrance...until it stopped. Shuffling could be heard as its rider dismounted―a cloaked figure whose face was practically covered in fog― along with carrying something...or someone in their arms. The figure then approached the door and simply bumped against it, hoping the sound of the impact could substitute for a knock.
[*Thud*]
[[ @perdicinae-observer ]]
Almost never needing sleep, Larrey is awake when the thump occurred. Hearing it from his study, he goes downstairs to the front door. He walks past Hopster, who didn’t quite make it to her room and decided to sleep on the chair besides the door. She groans before asking sleepily,
You gonna open the door or me?
I got it.
He walks over to the door and opens it.
Yes?
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bow-and-talon · 20 days
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A small bouquet of purple-tinted pink calla lily arrived at the marshal's address, along with a folded card that reads:
"It's been a while.
— @perdicinae-observer"
My old friend, how have you been? When did you arrive here? I have missed you greatly, my friend. We should meet, sometime, and share a drink.
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