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Tagged by @mangaka-neko-chan Oof! Its gonna be hard. Feel free to tag me for other 40k OCs as well :3

RULES: Post pictures of your character's wardrobe and put your OC in the center. It can be other people wearing the clothing, it's just a moodboard.

Tagging: @kshert @aethersflames @ronavorona16 @holylustration

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Got an OC tag!

Thanks, @kshert

Rules: Cross out the things your OC hasn't done. If anyone wants me to elaborate, feel free to send me an ask about any of these!

Kristina Romanovsky Von Valancius

Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defense | Spared Someone’s Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It | Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped By A Stranger | Been Groped By Someone They Know | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Flirted With Someone To Get Free Drinks | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won a Bet | Lost a Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Has A Noticeable Physical Defect | Gotten A Noticeable Scar | Been Permanently Disfigured Through Injury | Kneed Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themself To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped | Been Sexually Assaulted | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotised | Had A Recurring Nightmare | Been Bullied | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor’s Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up | Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone’s Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail | Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone’s Trust | Broken Someone’s Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite | Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name | Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured/Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love | Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/ Uncle Tagging @mangaka-neko-chan @aethersflames @holylustration

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Was pleasantly surprised to receive such a reaction to my attempt. Brought wiiide smile on my face. Thanks ya'll ТТ_ТТ <3 SO what if i make another one?

Day 7: Farewell. Describe a goodbye. Show emotion through more than descriptions, and also through action, details, small dialogue.

Upon promotion the Captain always changes the ship. This is the rule.

Kristina never thought, she would have to say goodbye to Saint Arabella.

To sit for one last time at the heavy desk in her quarters, sorting the papers for the next Captain. To pray to the machine spirits of an ancient cogitator. To pack her best dresses and suits.

She said her goodbyes to the Commissar. The man watched her ascend to the command throne for the first time. He gave her his hand as she descended from it for the last time.

She said her goodbyes to the Navigator. By vox. As usual. He wanted Kristina to remember him by his raspy deep voice and not as a disfigured mutant.

She said her goodbyes to the Vox Master. He knew already. It is hard to hide information from a man in charge of communications. It is also hard to hide slightest changes in the voice from a man, who uses his own voice as a powerful instrument.

She said her goodbyes to the Head Astropath. She asked to send a message, once Kristina arrives. To make sure she is fine on board of the Alioth.

One last time at her desk Kristina looked at her personal pilot. She always shared the important news with him.

“Well, good for you. Congrats.” – He sighed. – “Good luck out there. It’s gonna be pretty damn boring here without you.”

An invisible stranglehold gripped Kristina's throat.

“Wait!” – Kristina pulled a sheet of parchment from the stack.

She wasn't ready to say goodbye to him.

Not yet.

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I am not a writer, English is not even my first language. I cannot write poetic. BUT OMG. The Day 2 prompt gave me a dash of inspiration i rarely feel. sooo bear with me

Day 2: Routine. Describe your character of choice through part of their daily routine, focusing on the elements of familiarity, repetition, and sensory details

CW// body hatred.

Just in caaase ><

Kristina does not really like the woman in the mirror. 

She’s pale. Unkissed by the sun (or any other star) for months. Fatigue drew strokes of pink and purple under her eye. Sparse eyelashes clumped together like spider legs. She was biting her dry, pale lips again. Until scarlet patches appeared on the lower one.

The woman in the mirror blew a dry light strand off her forehead. The red hairs stuck out in all directions, defying the artificial gravity. And probably matted at the back of the head

Poor creature.

Kristina felt a mixture of pity and disgust for her for a moment. Life is much easier for pretty girls.

Luckily Kristina knew an easy fix.

The woman in the mirror needs a new face.

A solid but fine layer of foundation to cover patterns of veins peek through parchment-dry skin. Couple of gentle brush strokes to give her that lively blush. For a moment Kristina feels almost like a mortician. Even dead ladies must be… presentable.

Fragrant oils can transform dyed straw into silky locks. The shape of the eyebrow changes the shape of the face. The eyeliner adds confidence to the look.

But there's more of a lively sparkle in augments anyway.

Kristina puts the brush aside and looks beyond the silver surface once more. Finally able to recognize herself.

There she is. Finally ready for the day.  

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OOOOH LEMME JUMP IN!

Kris - self-made woman, rejecting her privileges to escape political marriage and regaining her status via schemes, diplomacy and wits. She would be a Legend. As an Iconoclast she never gained any cool abilities from the Emperor (she worships Him though) nor Chaos Gods. Relying on the willpower of her human side and seeing her peers as people. Cornelia has her codex and standards, so Aeon she is. A crime lady relying on her sense of justice and trusting in Emperor. Not a Lawful Good. Lawful still. Lawful Otlaw with a Faith. Blessed be the Emperor Himself. As for Edmanth - Azata to Devil pipeline. Started as an explorer, yearning freedom in the world of servitude he fell into the pits of egoism. oh no now i need someone to RAMBLE about both fandoms....

If your Rogue Trader became a Knight Commander in Pathfinder WOTR , what Mythic path would they choose?

I think Beulah would have been a Trickster like Flayma. The only difference is that she would have gone into Legend later, since she is more pragmatic.

What about you? @cawyden-gaming @hyenamurena @laurelindis @annahenriart @sadruru @hypnostallev @dzirrat @kilananerenel @perplexed-sea @raszard I don't know who else from my mutuals played both games, so I won't tag everyone else, but you are free to join

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THE SUPER EARTH NEEDS YOU!

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Kristina did read something.

Which OC has read something they shouldn't have? Did they read it intentionally or was it an accident?

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OC as a deity tag game

Got tagged by @mangaka-neko-chan. Results were... interesting

Warfare and strategy

prideful and ambitious, your followers come to you for guidance and luck in battles they feel are too much for them. you embody the bravery and bloodlust of warfare and the battle intelligence for strategy and leadership. Your patience tends to thin around those who don't respect you or question your intelligence and strength.

Tagging @kshert @ronavorona16 @systembug

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Cmm for @hellgadiatriche. Was a pleasure working on it! <3 Such a lady.....

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Kris has a masterfully-crafted eye-implant. She was never injured nor anything was wrong. On Vostroya it is just... status symbol. They are really close to mechanicus.

Another RT appreciation week prompt (aka I want to see your answers and I'm shamelessly using this week to be greedy and meet your OCs):

What kinds of augments does your Rogue Trader have?

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For "The first time…" any OC 1. went on a date

2. made vows to each other about something 3. almed down after a bad incident

Three prompts? You're spoiling me. Okay. Part 1.

The first time Kristina went on a date

“I will bring your daughter back at eight o'clock sharp, Alexander Vladimirovich”. Dmitry gave a low bow to Kristina's father.

“Seven thirty”. The large man made a commanding wave of his hand, and Dimitry flinched back. Kristina couldn't resist a short, bitter smirk. Her father continued. “I'm giving you a moment alone. But that means you will be leaving without bodyguards”.

The gesture was meant for the maid holding the ruby-encrusted casket. The lock clicked. The lid swung open. On a silk cushion rested a miniature taser goad.

Kristina smiled at the maid and pulled an ornate rod from the casket. “Father…” she glanced briefly at Alexander, trying to ignore Dimitry's tension. He was probably shaking deep inside, but still kept it to himself.

Kristina turned away from the people standing next to her. She raised her hand and pressed the button at the base of the wand.

With a loud pop, a short burst of motive power flashed through the tip. The servant girl behind Kristina's back gave a short audible gasp.

Similar rods were used by cattle drovers and masters of palace discipline. But the weapon in Kristina's hand was exactly… a weapon.Blessed by the techpriests of Mars and capable of scorching flesh.

Kristina turned around to meet her father's approving look.

“In case an overzealous young man wants to test his luck.” “What do you mean, Alexander Vladimirovich…!”- Dimitry almost coughed from outrage. “I am a noble son of the Makarov family…” “I've seen plenty of those noble sons.” Father grinned bitterly into his moustache. “You'll get her back at seven thirty. Have fun!”

Jinxed. 

The next three hours were the dullest in the life of Knyazhna Romanovsky.

Awkward silence all the way to the restaurant. Brief glances from the worried Dmitry to the wand attached to her leather belt. The pouring rain outside. 

Awkward silence all the way to the restaurant. Brief glances from the worried Dmitry to the wand attached to her leather belt. The pouring rain outside. 

Despite the air filtration, the interior of the car felt stifling. Kristina checked the breathing mask in her purse and the umbrella. Spoilt make-up was the least she had to worry about with their shitty environmental conditions. 

All along the way, she looked at the groom. He was... handsome. Nice facial features. Blond, thick hair, cut in latest fashion. The fluffy fur collar only emphasised his broad shoulders. The only thing that ruined the look was a youthful, sparse moustache.

Kristina could feel the gaze of his blue eyes. Dimitry studied her in return. And judging by his smile she did not disappoint. 

Dimitry was a courteous gentleman. He opened his umbrella first, as was customary. He offered his hand. Walked her to the door.

All in awkward silence. Was he afraid of her? Of her father? Or, just like Kristina herself, he planned his questions like moves in a regicide. 

“So how do you feel about shooting at moving targets, your Grace?”

“It is not a custom in our family”. 

Kristina would have added that it was cruel... If the Makarovs had not been manufacturing lasguns. It must have been a tradition for them to test newest rifles that way. 

Trying not to think about how nice it would be to order those pastries, Kristina made her next move. 

”So what regiment does your sister serve in?”

“The 15th Artillery. She's already a major.” Dimitri smiled proudly. 

Boredom. Utter boredom. Kristina was counting the minutes until the waiter brought them the bill. She'd definitely demand pastries at home.

“Did you like the necklace, knyazhna?” Dimitry's voice was tingling with tension.

“Oh yes!” Kristina gave a strained smile. The young Makarov knew what he was good at, and that was jewellery. Gemstones. - The rubies in it are simply top-notch!

“They highlight your augmentics…”

Kristina touched the frame of her lens and looked away. At least Dimitry was generous. That was reassuring. 

Finally a smiling waiter approached. Her torture was coming to an end. The boring journey home was about to begin. And this was how it was going to be... for years. 

Years of dull first dates. Maybe it wasn't too late to put a bullet in her head.

"Knyazhna... Kristina." Just before the door, Dimitri clutched her wrist. "Are you afraid of marriage?"

Well. That was insightful.

"Maybe a little."

"Don't worry." The young man knelt down and gently squeezed her palm. "- "I will never deprive you of your freedom. We will make a beautiful couple. Our enterprises will be the best on Vostroya."

Dimitry's lips touched the knuckles of her palm. Kristina covered her eyes and smiled. She certainly didn't plan to stay on Vostroya.

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Got WIP WEDNESDAY tag from @anggrishka but did not have stuff to show Now i do have New RT character (not CRPG, but TTRPG, YAY)

And commission

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Must have been lost.

Romance Prompt Questions:

✨ First Times ✨

To spark some positive fandom enthusiasm, I thought I'd try creating a ~fun little ask prompt~, so here goes!

Send an ask with "The first time..." and fill in the rest with whatever you like - then receive snippets, headcanons, or a mix of both!

This can be serious ("the first time character A confided something in character B" / "the first time character B thought about kissing character A" / "the first time they dealt with loss together") or entirely silly ("the first time character A heard character B snoring" / "the first time character A's uniform was horribly out of place in front of character B" / "the first time they laughed so hard they cried together").

I encourage all writers and non-writers alike to participate however they wish! This isn't about creating mesmerizing prose, but about sharing in each others' love of the Characters™.

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Got tagged by @mangaka-neko-chan and i dont have the elaborate story. Conscience was a half-mocking nickname given to me bc i was shy in my teenage years and was always afraid to break the rules. Hotaru (i used to be a huge weeb) is the name of my very first character i used to rp as (now transformed into Roxanne)

No tagging, but if you see this consider yourself tagged

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JUST LOOK AT HER WORTH EVERY CENT!!

Commission for @hotarutheconscience of their Rogue Trader on the bridge in full glory.

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I am late to the RT appreciation week but oh well :D

I love Kris for being a girlboss with rebellion themes and for her complex relationships with Vika. Im also constantly impressed with all the ruffles and lace and ornaments you put on your art (including of Kris, but in general - its always gorgeous)

SORRY WAS NOT ON TUMBLR!! Thank you and especially for mentioning Vika <3

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Some travel sketches

@aethersflames's cog girlie

@mangaka-neko-chan's raptor girlie

@squiddyshroomies's psyker

@vagiz-ahm's vault city girlie