#BladeBearer

[magnuspeccatori]

Adam "The Butcher" Kemper

Unleashing my latest abomination directly from the realm of nightmares. Meet the bone-chilling, faceless butcher with a, literal, face mask lol... A blade that hungers, and eyes that pierce the dark. 🪓👻

I wanted to make a character that was forcefully and crudely modified. He was given a spinal rig with tubes that extend across his body that makes him resistant to damage. Also given a crude metal blade brutally attached to his right arm (I kinda took this from the Gorefast from Killing Floor). His face was removed and replaced with someone else's, haphazardly stretched and stapled over his skull. Ultimately, I wanted him to be kinda like Leatherface, only more depraved. So I thought it'd be cool for him to be completely naked, safe for a dirty butcher apron.

Later on someone told me he looked very similar to The Trapper from Dead by Daylight... This was not intentional. I've actually never played that game, so I didn't know about this character. But it made me a little sad lol

[bg3scenarios]

Astarion: I love you, Wyll

Wyll: You do?

Halsin: I also love you, Wyll

Wyll: I… I love you both

Wyll: …That isn’t a problem?

Astarion: Not at all, darling~

Halsin: Just as much as I love you, I love to share~

Wyll: Gods… yeah

Wyll: The Blade is ready

[gale-dekarios]

okay, but do you see my vision?

[fr-familiar-bracket]

[ayrennaranaaldmeri]

[msb-lair]

Familiars 1111-1120

[aubadeempress]

I really did just beat 2-3 bosses on the morning of New Years Day out of pure spite while drinking wine…

I also beat 2 bosses on New Years Eve.

May I hopefully persevere through this year as I persevered through those bosses.

[quailheart-fr]

Ever since I joined Flight Rising back in June of 2014, my biggest goal became to complete the Bestiary. Call it the completionist in me who loves to Catch Them All, I prioritized this over anything else in the game.

But, because of the Boolean, Kickstarter Familiars, and rapid price increase of the Sprites and Downtime Familiars, I gave up on the idea that I would ever have a truly “complete” bestiary, instead wanting to go for literally everything else. And I came pretty close several times, but always held back by something, usually the two big bosses of the Golem Workshop.

Then, Flight Rising added HER. Fiona. A new Trading Post NPC who would give new recolors of familiars as rewards for Awakening their default counterparts, and the ability to bond with 8 randomly selected familiars a day... including familiars you don’t own; in fact, familiars you don’t own have an increased chance of popping up.

With this update, they also changed the Bestiary and made it so any Awakened Familiar, owned or not, will be colored in. Owning it would add a star background, but on the bestiary itself, it considers them as “Discovered”.

So of course, I had a new goal, which was to have a filled out Bestiary, every Familiar “Discovered”, with every entry colored in. This dream started to become a reality for me when the very first familiar I don’t own Awakened, and it was, of all things, Boolean. I eventually Awakened all the familiars I don’t believe I will ever own, including the expensive Bosses which gave me Fiona’s recolor.

Just recently, near the end of last year, I decided to go on a shopping spree and buy familiars from recent Venue Updates, and try my best to bond with Familiars every day to get the Fiona Recolors I didn’t own. It didn’t take long before the Regal Bladebearer became the very final Familiar I needed, keeping my Bestiary with a Undiscovered Tab of (1).

It got closer and closer. I really hoped they wouldn’t drop a new Venue Update. I wanted to just once see Undiscovered (0) in my Bestiary. And, on Wednesday, I Awakened my Bladed Boa. But I still had two more days to go for the Serrated Snake. And today, I finally did it. I Awakened it, grabbed my Regal Bladebearer from Fiona and, according to the game itself, have a filled out Bestiary, and have completed my long-term goal of this site from the last 9 Years.

I’m so in shock that I actually don’t know what I want to do next in this game. I don’t know if I want to bother saving for the Workshop Bosses or just finally focus on my Dragons for once. This is incredible to me.

[naphiatra]

Regal Bladebearer

Black/Garnet/Amber

[solarisgod]

            EITHER THE UNIVERSE CAN BELIEVE IT OR NOT, micah has been highly looking forward to see @masteresque once again. even with his darkest presence, a terrible contrast to their most brightly self, they still find enough joy in their times together that make them wish to be with him more. make more starry memories with him. It is when they see the master in this dying evening, they rush over to him with excited joy, their eyes brighter at the sight of the great inferno. ❝ hiya, mastar ! ❞ micah giggles at the newly given nickname for the other — one that may give him some sense of irritation, although they have always love to address everyone with a star added to their names. it is a soft habit that will never burn out of micah.

            ❝ look ! look ! lookie ! ❞ a paper taken from their pocket and shown it to him: it is a drawing of them stargazing side by side with a constellation shaped as a knife above them, surrounded with red dots. either the marks are the sanguine stars or sky's blood drops, micah intends to make them be to the master's interpretation. pride shines across their eyes while they bounce on their heels out of endless delight. ❝ wanted to make your stars mean something more special so i drew this for ya ! . . ❞ micah's voice fades with their smile faltering, the shyness consuming their demeanor after sharing their intention out loud to the bladebearer. gently, they burn and glance away from the master, hands fiddling with the artpiece.  ❝ i - i hope you'll like it . . ❞

[peacevine]

regal bladebearer // 2072055

Adorned in ceremonial garments and left to guard sacred sites, these dangerous opponents rarely see battle.

[friendlyneighbourhoodanon]

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anodyne

Aziraphale does not fall. At least, not technically.

He doesn’t fall from Heaven so much as fall out of Heaven, leaving Crowley in the unfortunate position of having to run to his angel’s aid once again. Instead of leaving Aziraphale to suffer Hell’s wrath for three hundred years, as his Heavenly punishment dictates he must, Crowley must set aside his anger to invoke a forgotten loophole in Heaven and Hell’s peace accord post-Armageddon’t to keep Aziraphale out of demonic hands.

Er, out of other demonic hands, that is. Besides, how bad can a sub-sub-sub-clause about a demon laying claim to an angel be?

(Complete, Post-Season 2, Explicit, Crowley POV, 26k Words)

appetence

A collection of times that Aziraphale and Crowley wish they could have changed their narrative and all the ways they wish they would have.

(W.I.P., Post-Season 2, Explicit, Split POV, 3k Words)

in loco parentis

When a gaggle of familiar faces show up on the doorstep of the bookshop at an odd hour of the night with the young reincarnation of Jesus Christ, himself, in tow, Crowley accidentally adopts no fewer than six teenagers in a quest to save the world from Judgement Day. Along the way, his newly-dubbed Snakelets take it upon themselves to fix Crowley and Aziraphale’s relationship.

(Complete, Updating On a Schedule, Post-Season 2, Mature, Omnipotent POV, 15k Words)

The Bladebearer and the Starmaker

The year is 8019.

With Heaven and Hell reduced to relics of a bygone age and God declining their calls, Angels and Demons must adapt if they wish to survive. Leaving behind their respective Head Offices, they follow the humans and venture out into the stars.

A.Z. Fell, formerly of the Heavenly Consulate and presently the most wanted being in the Universe, knows only three things for sure: that he's an Angel, that he's forgetting something important, and that he doesn’t trust the enigmatic Anthony J. Crowley, who captains the tiny smuggling ship, the Bentley.

Anthony J. Crowley, formerly of the Demonic Legions and presently the only being willing to transport the runaway Bladebearer, knows only three things for sure: that he's a Demon, that he's forgetting something important, and that he doesn’t like the pompous A.Z. Fell, who is currently strutting around the Bentley as if he owns it.

Old enemies and older friends bring new revelations to life as A.Z. and Crowley race through space to stop mankind from wiping itself out in the cosmic war to end all wars. The occult meets the technological, and ancient secrets refuse to stay buried. Love, in all its unlikely glory, lingers close behind.

(W.I.P., Very Post-Season 2, Explicit, Split POV, 10k Words)

[fr-familiar-bracket]

[ayrennaranaaldmeri]

not that i gave a single fuck about torvesard to begin with BUT FUCK THAT DUDE

[knivesart]

if someone ever hurt @bladebearer ‘s joey, susie would stab them in the eye and then chew on their kneecap !! he’s too nice for this ugly world...

[fierceathlete-a]

Feel like this part of an old Meg RP suddenly became relevant again. @applemuses // @bladebearer