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ulysses week 2023, day one: dry wells

twisted hairs are dead, lost at dry wells, died in vulpes' smile. won't discuss their fate with you, not now - their past is mine to keep.

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"Home isn't where you're born into this world. You taught me that. Part of your message, whether you meant it or not."

My Ulysses brainrot continues

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hes literally misunderstood

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Ulysses doodle while my cat gets increasingly impatient with me for not getting her dinner faster

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ulysses doodle while i try to get back in the swing of things

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modern ulysses doodle

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warmup ulysses doodles (he's just napping)

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quick ulysses doodles

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I want to hang off Ulysses' buff arms like I am a sloth and he is my beloved tree branch home

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some ulysses facts

ulysses is not the name he was born with; he named himself after ulysses s. grant

he's from the twisted hairs, a tribe that was forcibly assimilated into the legion after vulpes inculta "pacified" them at dry wells. their history and culture were erased, and some of their people were crucified along interstate 40. the rest were broken, brainwashed, and absorbed into the legion

he rose through the ranks of the meritocratic legion slave army, becoming a frumentarius who worked as an undercover courier for caesar

he was one of the scouts who scouted the hoover dam for the legion

he was walking the wastes when he found the community that would become the divide; there, he found a potential home. until courier six came and delivered a package that blew it all up

in the wreckage of his potential new home, ulysses was saved by medical eyebots who saw the flag on his back and recognized it

he was sent by caesar to become an emissary to the white legs, who tried to honor him by mirroring his hair, which, unbeknown to them, was personal to him, because woven in the braids was ulysses' and his tribe's histories

he left the white legs shortly after they showed him their new hair, fashioned after him - it felt like a hollow mockery of his dead tribe

he defected from the legion after the battle at new canaan, becoming a bighorner herder at wolfhorn ranch and working and roaming he wastes as a courier

he found the big mt by tracking irregular weather patterns, and there he found father elijah and christine royce

he directed father elijah to the sierra madre, knowing elijah would find his death there

he rescued christine and nursed her back to help in a cave, learning about the brotherhood of steel from her. she gave him a recorder, which he used to create the logs that courier six would find along the divide

he spoke with the think tank asked them one question - "who are you, that do not know your history?" - and this shook them, made them remember the old world. they told him about the missiles under the divide

he went back to couriering, finding out that courier six was still alive from johnson nash - he was supposed to deliver the platinum chip but somehow knew it would be trouble, so he passed it on to courier six, hoping that the job would kill them

but discovering that courier six, the person that destroyed his new home, the person that he has been obsessing over for years, was still alive, awoke his desire for revenge against them

he made a plan to teach courier six a lesson about history - his, and theirs, together - and accountability, and how one person can make such a huge impact on the world, even unwittingly

he lured courier six to the divide, to see what they had wrought, and what he has planned

his plan: aim missiles at dry wells and the long 15, two strategic locations that would cut the throats of both the legion and the ncr. whether they launch would be up to the courier after their confrontation

he does not want to nuke the world and kill millions. only two locations that would weaken both warring armies. again, the decision to nuke these locations is up to courier six

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He talked for 2 hours straight while I lost my mind and he’s so real for that

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Do y'all ever think bout the fact that Ulysses probably talks the way he does because he's so traumatized from his years and years under the flag of the Bull and having to hold his tongue and do as he's told that he just... Compartmentalizes everything?

Every microexpression, every mannerism, every single breath. He uses his flowery poeticisms to express what he no longer can outwardly. Not through speech, not through mannerisms.

He simply /says/ and even if he says something firmly, it's still controlled and with only so much emotion.

It's subtle, in ways that I don't see mentioned particularly often.

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I think using Ulysses's logs as a way of talking him down is so....intensely human.

Like he says himself, he didn't expect anyone to hear those words. He threw the logs away, speaking into what he thought was the abyss. Ranting to his hearts content, pouring his anguish and his anger as he recalls his past and the events that led him down the road to waiting for the Courier at the silo. Then, he leaves them behind as if they never mattered at all.

And you, the Courier. Can make that effort to track down his lost words. To hear them for yourself. To say "No, I want to hear your words. I want to hear you,"

Shining a light on his words to Ulysses himself. And talking him down from this suicidal path. I just like it. It feels like your extending a hand to him. Telling him that someone heard him. Someone listened.

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Date night idea: take each other to your graves

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I cant draw and i dont have the motivation to 2 write rn so this is how i express myself

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Thats my GOAT!!!!! + moe ulysses true form

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release me. help me