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Thank goodness you're okay, you passed out for a second there. Hey, Achievement Hunter just posted a new video! Yeah, we're gonna watch it on my laptop in the hotel while I finish my Mogar cosplay. Are you almost finished with your Mad King Ryan co-- callout? What callout? Oh come on, you know RTX is super safe. What's the Dream SMP? I've never heard of it. Anyway, I wanted to take a picture at the Tower of Pimps before it got too crowded. I'm so glad to be here with you :) I hope we can work at Rooster Teeth someday when we're older.
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ask-de-writer · 3 months
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SULA’S SONG : Part 70 : A WATCHER BLINDED : A World of Sea tale (Work In Progress)
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SULA’S SONG : A WATCHER BLINDED
Part 70
by
De Writer (Glen Ten-Eyck)
158672  words presently written, WORK IN PROGRESS
Copyright 2022
All  rights reserved. This document may not be copied or distributed on or to any medium or placed in any mass storage system except by the express  written consent of the author.
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Copyright fair use rules for Tumblr users
Users of Tumblr.com are specifically granted the following rights. They may    reblog the story. They may use the characters or original characters in my settings for fan fiction, fan art works, cosplay, or fan musical compositions. I will allow those who do commission art works to  charge for their images.
All sorts of Fan Activity, fiction, art, cosplay, music or anything else is ACTIVELY encouraged!
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NEW TO SULA’S SONG?  READ FROM THE BEGINNING.  
PART 1 is HERE
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Captains Allison, Aril, Mogar and Hulden, along with their Battle Commandings, Danar and Daron were all studying the situation surrounding the construction raft.
It was Sarina, the Carlyle's Battle Commanding who pointed out, “We need to have a special sweep around the raft, Danar. Be as far out as you can and still see the target. If the Borens have another spy ship watching this raft, like the Petral was for the fleet, we need to either sink it or capture it.”
Around the table, heads were nodding agreement. “No sense in letting Karl know that we have his raft any sooner than absolutely necessary.”
Aril smiled grimly, “And when he does find out, we can make it as confusing for him as possible. Remember, we are still not actually part of the Corlis fleet at the present. Let's fly those Winternight fleet black banners.”
The others all looked at each other and nodded slowly, “Why not? A great notion, Aril.”
Captain Sile was striding the poop deck of Karl's Eye. In this choppy sea it was easier to move about a bit than it was to simply stand. His high lookout, in his bosun's chair on the tall whipstaff attached to the main mast, sent down a tallow-slate note. The loop of line bearing it also carried a fresh slate up to him.
The watch runner brought the slate with its puzzling message, “Small vessel approaching swiftly from east north east.”
Captain Sile shook his head at that. A small vessel coming swiftly from open sea and not the building raft that they were there to watch? It made little sense at all. Soon the regular lookouts had it, only thirty kilometers away. It had a bizarre sail plan, apparently, but high lookout was right! It was closing fast!
It made less sense the closer the strange craft got. Besides bearing crazy sails in masts like none seen before, it was flying a fleet banner that was simply a black flag with a line of white characters near the uphaul.
As it slashed its way into hailing drum range it arrogantly pounded out, “In the name of the Great Sea Dragons, surrender and return to Great Laws or be destroyed!”
Captain Sile snapped, “Catapults! Fire at that insolent boat!”
Aboard the Corlis Avenger, Danar watched the lances launched from Karl's Eye arch up high, for maximum range and splash harmlessly far short of them. To Behar, standing beside the drum, he called, “We have our answer! Load a rigging destroyer!”
Jims and Mahad leaped to load the proper round onto the loading ramp and slide it into place in the big already tensioned catapult! Danar swept the Corlis Avenger about to aim at Karl's Eye's broad side. She had been using only a pair of jibs and the mizzen gaff sail to basically hold her position relative to the raft that she had been watching.
As Cora and Kanahar gave Danar the range mark, he watched the aiming beads carefully. This choppy water was lifting the bow higher than usual, giving him a chance at a high rigging shot! His mallet slammed the release! While recoil drove both catapult and ship back at once, the rigging destroyer roared across the space between vessels, spinning madly!
It sailed high, almost to the mast tops, its wildly spinning heavy weights on their cables snagging and ripping away ordinary rigging and catching the vital mainbrace between the foremast and main, snapping it like a thread! Without its support, the force of the wind in the jibs began to bow the foremast toward the bow! With a slow crunching and snapping the mast crashed down alongside the bowsprit, crushing the forward catapult under it!
The crews of two of the remaining catapults were frantically sawing at the ghastly tangle of ropes and fallen ratlines to free their weapons!
Captain Sile watched the disaster happening up forward in disbelief! His mainyard and its big sail had broken under the force of the remaining rigging between it and the falling foremast! His catapulters were trying, but that deadly menace was staying far out of range!
Aboard the Corlis Avenger, the crew took a moment to cheer while Danar was working to bring them to a dead on stern shot. Jims and Mahad were heaving on their long winding levers to winch the catapult back to its lock. Danar gave them a thumbs up and called, “Hull breacher!”
As they wrestled the heavy round onto the loading ramp and pushed it into place, Mahad commented casually, “We sort of thought that you would want this. Rudder shot again, like the Petral?”
Danar nodded briefly, his eye glued to the sighting plate and aiming beads. Cora and Kanahar gave him his range mark. As the bobbing of the Avenger brought the right bead onto the target, his mallet slammed down!
The impact of the massive hull breacher hurled Captain Sile from his feet! As he hit the deck he heard the creaking and smashing of Strong Skin inside his ship as it failed! He was trying to get to his feet as the mizzen mast, broken below-decks, came crashing down, smashing him to the deck! The last thing that he heard, his ear to the deck, was the sound of a torrent of water rushing into his now sinking ship.
The Avenger waited nearby until the Karl's Eye plunged into the depths. They found nine survivors in the debris field of the wreck. As they had done before, the survivors were bound and placed under a net.
The Avenger finished her sweep and rejoined the attack group closing in on the unsuspecting building raft.
TO BE CONTINUED
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sunflowerfinch · 5 years
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Aaaaand the boy is done. Ft shit two second makeup just to get the general idea lol
I’ll have better pictures soon! Any ah cosplayers going to be at AMKE?
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bloodscoutz · 6 years
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In honor of Sky Factory dying today, here's some pictures of my SkyFac!Mogar design, cosplay edition! I've had this design sitting around for a while now because I knew I wanted to cosplay it, but just recently got everything together and decided I was okay with posting my face on tumblr for the sake of cosplay :P
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lordhuffles · 7 years
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Mogar has joined the game
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Totally forgot to share the photos that one of my best friends, Asher, took of my Michael/Mogar cosplay~ He’s so incredible and amazingly talented and I can’t thank him enough for these~ <3 I’ve put his link below, please check him out:
https://www.facebook.com/AsherBeachPhotographyandfilm/
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arinhoneybee · 4 years
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Rooster Teeth and Achievement Hunter killed it yesterday with the 12 hour stream!! Thought this little jig was appropriate. I’m so proud to be a part of this.
Please check out this BLM master link!!
https://linktr.ee/znrtr_
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solargav · 7 years
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jokes on you im always mogar but now in green plus one thats,, not green neat
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fahcin-nerd · 4 years
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I finally did my FAHC Mogar cosplay and I'm really happy with how it turned out!!
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disneycub · 7 years
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“Mogar only looks off in one direction when taking photos” - Mogar, probably. [RTXSydney Day 2]
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how-do-u-art · 7 years
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Mogar and Mad King Cosplays I forgot to upload
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loverboycos · 5 years
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FAKE BLOOD, JUST MAKEUP
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ask-de-writer · 2 years
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SULA’S SONG : Part 67 : PREPARATION FOR WAR : A World of Sea tale (Work In Progress)
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SULA’S SONG : PREPARATION FOR WAR
Part 67
by
De Writer (Glen Ten-Eyck)
155297  words presently written, WORK IN PROGRESS
Copyright 2022
All   rights reserved. This document may not be copied or distributed on or   to any medium or placed in any mass storage system except by the   express  written consent of the author.
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Copyright fair use rules for Tumblr users
Users of Tumblr.com are specifically granted the following rights. They  may    reblog the story. They may use the characters or original  characters in my settings for fan fiction, fan art works, cosplay, or  fan musical compositions. I will allow those who do commission art  works to  charge for their images.
All sorts of Fan Activity, fiction, art, cosplay, music or anything else is ACTIVELY encouraged!
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NEW TO SULA’S SONG?  READ FROM THE BEGINNING.  
PART 1 is HERE
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With the fleet largely gathered, even if there was no raft to set up on, the merchant life of the fleet had found a way.  A dozen of the largest ships of the fleet were riding together, bound ship to ship by bindings easily cast loose in an emergency.  Even with the decks of a dozen ships to set up on, space was limited.  In spite of that, goods and samples were being shown in plenty.
Captain Allison was working his way through the tightly packed narrow aisles between the many small booths.  He paused here and there to examine the samples on display.  As he was looking over some well made cable samples, the booth keeper accosted him.
“What's this I heard about you, Aril, Hulden and Mogar signing our Gathering Log as VISITORS?  You were all born and raised in this fleet!”
Captain Allison snorted and replied, “Yep.  Right up until that Moonsless Night raid.  When we were leaving with the Dark Dragon to attack that building raft, they drummed and later backed up in writing, a renunciation, severing us from the Corlis fleet for abandoning them in their time of need.  Somehow, they have never got around to rescinding it.  
“Technically, in spite of the loot that we brought back and shared out, and that we are allowed Courtesy Voices, we are all four fleetless ships.  It was us four and our ships that did the salvage and our crews that built the Corlis Avenger.”  He chuckled and went on, “The Council was really upset when we pointed out that WE own that ship, not the fleet.”
The booth keeper nodded, “I can see how that could be.  Why don't they just rescind that stupid order?  That would put you all back into the fleet and make the Avenger a part of it too.”
Examining the cable sample, Captain Allison replied, “Embarrassment.  They have bungled everything about this war so far.  Don't want to admit to another.  Give them their due, they are trying to sort out better and more flexible defenses and a solid fraction of them are thinking over ways to attack the Boren fleet.
“This cable appears to be exactly what the Carlyle needs.  Can you deliver two hundred meters of it to us and how long will it take?”
The booth man replied with a big smile, “I know that we have a hundred meter roll.  You can have it almost immediately.  I will have to send for Master Willard, of our Rope Walk to see about the rest.”  
He made a fast note on a tallow-slate and sent it by a runner.  It took Master Willard about a half hour to show up.  He was somewhat short and not at all imposing, until you looked past his brown thatch of hair and saw his eyes.  There was nothing uncertain about his brown eyed stare.
“We can make your cable in only about two days except that we don't have the materials.  If you can get the fiber to the Gull, we can begin at once.”
“What do you need?” inquired Captain Allison.  “We got quite a lot of gauged fibers on five hundred meter spools when we sank that building raft.  The Council didn't want it when we did the loot sharing.”
The Master brightened, “You do?  I will need six thousand meters of number six fiber for the core and fourteen and a half thousand of number two for the sheathing.”
“Not a problem.  I will send a requisition to the Carlyle.  You should have it within the day.”
“What can you possibly need with that many meters of as stout a cable as this?” inquired Master Willard.
“We expect to be towing a fairly big and unwieldy craft.  'Fraid that I can't say more.  Ship's Business, you know.”
“Indeed I do.  May your business go well.”
“And yours too, Master.”
Shortly he had his requisition sent.  He found Captains Mogar and Aril at table, where the enterprising “Gathering Ship's” galley had set out a fine spread at reasonable prices.
Over snacks and distilled water, he told them what he had done, getting them tow cables.
Aril nodded, speaking around a mouthful of fish cake, “Neatly done.  I know the Gull's cable and rope.  Good stuff.
“The Dark Dragon is going to be tied up here for a while.  Battle Mistress Dorac, Warrior Lora and Sula are sitting in on the prisoner trials to be sure that the fleet understands that they are serious about restoring the Great Laws.  A lot of the fleet's Captains are unhappy about the number of common seamen who are being let off with only imprisonment until the war's end.”
Captain Hulden quietly joined them.  “I have been looking for you.  Just had a word with Captain Sanch, Gathering Log Keeper.  He took the trouble to check the log.  While we are still being allowed a Voice in the Council, they have not yet bothered to re admit us to the fleet.”
Captain Mogar simply pointed out, “That means that when we leave, they can't even try to make us stay to 'defend the fleet.'  They are going to be really unhappy when we take the Avenger with us, too.”
Captain Allison nodded while chewing and swallowing a mouthful of a nice seaweed salad.  “Yep.  Should be fun, listening to them try, though.  The Avenger is OURS and even though they have seen her sea trials, she has not been enrolled in the fleet.”
Captain Hulden pushed back his stool and told them, “I need to go supervise Mistress Culark.  She and Master Guliard want to examine the Avenger, before we set out.”
Captain Aril snickered, “Don't let her take anything apart!  You know that she will, if we let her!”
“I won't!  For the next two nights, the Avenger will be making anti spy sweeps to catch any more like that one, Petrel, was it called?  That will also lull the fleet so that our leaving will be the surprise that it needs to be.”
Over the next two days, the Avenger made her nightly anti spy sweeps.  All four of her mother ships were busy, between taking provisions onboard and their shops working furiously and in secret.  They were turning out catapult weapons as fast as materials allowed.
Their larger gigs and other craft were working too.  Every diver from the four ships were stripping the wrecks from the battle with Mikot's fleet to provide the busy shops of the Carlyle, Moonsrise, Cloud Raker, and Dorac's Dream with the materials to return war to those who began it.
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sunflowerfinch · 5 years
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So my Mogar cosplay is allllmost done for AMKE
Have some Mogar before I spam more kh stuff
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bloodscoutz · 6 years
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In honor of Sky Factory dying today, here's some pictures of my SkyFac!Mogar design, cosplay edition! I've had this design sitting around for a while now because I knew I wanted to cosplay it, but just recently got everything together and decided I was okay with posting my face on tumblr for the sake of cosplay :P
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nexter2nd · 5 years
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Shout out to SLC FanX for announcing that Michael Jones is gonna be there and completely screwing up my cosplay schedule
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