#asks: access granted

[line-of-fire]

“You’re not what they say you are.”

"Then what, pray tell, do you think I am?" Sparrow cocks her head, sharp eyes piercing into Arch's. Her accent lays heavy on her tongue, the one shred of authenticity she allows herself when wearing this mask.

She wasn't ignorant of the rumors and theories; she couldn't afford to be. Not when her reputation as both a vindictive criminal and a ruthlessly efficient contractor was what allowed her to find work and kept her on wanted lists across the globe.

Not that she was bothered by the allegations. For the most part, they were founded in truth and well she could live with becoming a sort of urban legend if it made the right people less likely to abandon their own for personal gain; if it caused an actual change for the better in her lifetime. They could call her whatever they wanted, she knew what she was, why she fought against the leaders of her home country. She was okay with being alone in that if it meant she was the only one facing the threat of the firing squad at the end of the day.

[gxldensxldiers]

"i suppose we're just going to keep doing this?" // gimme any of your COD primary muses >B)

"Doing what exactly?" Roze tilted her head, dropping the snowball she had already formed behind her back as if that completely got rid of the evidence- or the fact she was the only one around within throwing range of Horangi.

She has to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling too much, admittedly entertained by the immature stunt. "I have no idea what you're talking about, man."

[coolmagoloraskblog]

where are you? and how old are you>

[greet-the-bloodless-dawn]

@y-rhywbeth2 i can't remember if you've talked about this or not but in case you haven't: how do you interpret the unholy assassins? does becoming one mean becoming a member of a bhaal-sponsored assassins' guild, or the clergy, or a new/local order of specialty priests?

going off of dolor and olfaith olumssdottir, candidates are chosen from people who already worship bhaal and/or do a lot of murder, who aren't already members of the temple--so, non-clergy. narratively, just looking at bg3, it mirrors what shadowheart has to do to become a dark justiciar: go through trials, be deemed worthy, sacrifice a celestial.

all bhaal cultist ranks in bg:dta / bg3 get some amount of god-granted magic abilities but looking at the banites and myrkulites, it seems fair to me to interpret only the highest rank as having cleric-type abilities. if we use the fact that the dead three cults are presented as being symmetric and extend this logic to the bhaalists, it gets us 'night blades' and 'reapers' being non-priest… acolytes? aspirants? lay brothers/sisters? simply congregation members? and 'death's heads' being priests and definitively clergy.

where do 'unholy assassins' go here?

[randomalistic]

I come here to introduce you to a silly little DS game that's more or less kinda flown under the radar these days.

It's a fun little puzzler with a neat twist. You need to try it some time!

Ok yay :)c I'll keep it in mind

[mudsnapperqna]

Question to Mr. Mudsnapper: Do you have any memories on your old friends as well?

i remember three of them. i didn't have a lot of friends as a kid.

a raccoon... i think her name was soap? she loved space and all things alien. she definitely encountered some kind of slimy equine shapeshifting alien once, she swore it to be true up and down.

a horse... what was his name... he was often tired, changed out his stud earrings a lot... and knew every rule to every game at all. football, yahtzee, pathfinder, golf... dude loved games.

a strangely tall and lanky cat... i don't remember her name either... it's been... so long. maybe i'll remember. maybe. this cat was very kind. she usually hosted parties and had us to sleep over at her house. she really leaned into the rubber hose thing us toons could do. like a yoga expert but bass boosted. she could twist herself into some really weird poses and made keys from her bare paws. legally dubious.

soap followed me to law school. i never saw her again after -- after. after. a.

no. i did.

they.

didn't.

recognize.

me.

[bumblingbabooshka]

Care.

[Ehergha is visibly upset about something. He takes a deep breath. As he exhales, someone speaks offscreen.] S'veyk: Would you like to be alone? Ehergha: [Still upset] Stay. [S'veyk hands him a cup of tea] Ehergha: You're too kind to me. S'veyk: You told me there's no such thing - with regards to love. [Ehergha takes her hand and presses it to his lips. He stares at her, his gaze intense. S'veyk looks at their hands.] Ehergha: Do you love me? S'veyk: Is it important you hear...? Ehergha: [Resolute, needing] Yes. S'veyk: [Easily, privately] I love you, Ehergha. Truly. [She draws him closer, wrapping her arms around him, and sings as he begins to cry] Ehergha's Poem: The fury of my hatred! You who calls my mourning barbaric. My brother's name doesn't fit on your tongue. It is not worthy of it. It cannot hold the weight of such a name. You, the one who held my wrist - who tried to keep my blade from my brother's throat. Who are you? What is your name? Identify yourself. I will see if I can stand to speak it. Let your dead rot. Let them disappear. What do I care? I sent my brother to sto-vo-kor. I sent him with my blade. The only thing that marred it was your blood. Early & Exclusive access to my art: X

[wizzsp]

Honestly the fact that Lark and Briar are roomies but Briar has NO idea what Lark gets up to beyond their weird apocalyptic paintings they have scattered around the living room is. Well I just think it's fun and neat

[line-of-fire]

📏 + 5'11

Send me 📏 to compare our muses’ heights! | Accepting

The two inch height difference between Viper and Sommer shouldn’t be nearly as amusing as it is to me. Cackling over poor Red/Pixie tho LMAO

[gxldensxldiers]

∗ o4﹕ a  text  sent  out  of  excitement . (Arthur?)

[ Goldie ] hey golden boy whatever you’re doing stop and look at this shit sent 12:58

[ Goldie ] <a photo is sent of a 'smiling' Merlin, sitting down on a large boulder, a green bandana replacing his usual working harness> sent 1301

[coolmagoloraskblog]

[natural-blogarithm]

no offense but the fourth week of the semester is not the time to be asking me to troubleshoot your homework system for you, especially when i sent out troubleshooting instructions during the first week

[trjanhrse-a]

I would put that somewhere (that it's a side blog) otherwise people might get confused why you didn't follow them back (on this blog) People with mutual trackers won't see that this is a mutual. They might mistakenly unfollow you. Trying to save you some hassle lol.

📍[ CLASSIFIED INFORMATION. ] : that is such a nice & helpful comment, so thank you so much for that. I will definitely add that to my pinned post immediately.

[funnyoverwatchtitles]

okay not a name but THEY STOLE OUR POST BRO

Oh fuck yeah boyyyyyyeeee

Ill have gimmick blogs posting with my actual @ and I'll sell out in no time

[atopvisenyashill]

Some of the Greens are crazy. Oh Rhaenyra doesn't deserve the throne because she was a spoiled little girl that always hid behind daddy. She didn't 'earn' her position as heir. Like due, it is a medieval world and Aegon (the teenage drunk rapist) only is considered a king because he has a dick. Like even if Rhaenyra dutifully 'suffered', it still wouldn't affect her right to the throne one way or the other.

yeah, i mean i definitely have joked (i hope everyone realizes i'm joking, i do Not believe in the divine right of kings and generally i think most rich people should be [redacted]) about being ~deserving of power or whatever, but that's more in a narrative context (ie, Bran is on a Hero's Journey and He Will Earn His Ending Narratively, not that I actually believe he is divinely chosen - because he is but as we see in the cave in the true north, being divinely chosen isn't a good thing because the gods do not give a shit about you they want to eat you.

and definitely the most insane thing about hotd discourse (or one of the most insane things) is that people will really genuinely talk about rhaenyra not deserving the throne because she's ~spoiled~ and aegon has the right because he's the boy. and before someone argues "well actually we're saying-" no, i'm saying there are some crazy ass people who will genuinely sit there and argue with you that male primogeniture should be respected it is mind boggling.

but even beyond that, i find the "rhaenyra is spoiled she doesn't deserve it" thing to be a really disingenuous way of framing the whole conflict. first of all, No One Deserves To Be King Or Queen, nor, as you say, is something like that earned it's inherited. She doesn't need to earn it, she was chosen by her father and that's the end of the conversation because that's how shit like that works. and if you want to contrast that with the other people who are in the line of succession - whomst exactly "deserves" power? Aemond??? Daeron?????? "oh well Helaena" cool so you're saying women should in fact be included in the line of succession???? like, what a stupid way of framing this whole thing lmao, the only character who even marginally "deserves" power is like, jacaerys and rhaenys and corlys (and helaena) because when given power they don't immediately use it to brutally torment other people but when you say "jace would be a good ruler" people just focus in on the bastard thing and then I just kinda stop paying attention lajdsf. and beyond that, like, the heir isn't "hiding behind daddy" she is attempting to turn to her own damn father for help and that should be fine, actually??? to ask your goddamn dad who put you in this position to go "hey i need backup."

anyways yeah, every time someone is like "well the war is right rhaenyra doesn't deserve to be queen" neither did jaehaerys' bitch ass but he was the next oldest and got the throne because, ya know, deserve has very little to do with legal authority!

[mudsnapperqna]

Did they force you to become a Cog?

they had to get my organics from somewhere. if it weren't for magic existing, you'd likely never see my more... uh... animated self again.