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yyh4ever · 2 years
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"Akira VS Pikachu" by Yoshihiro Togashi
Togashi has participated in some doujinshi circles in the late 90s with Kazushi Hagiwara (Bastard!!) and other famous manga artists. In 1997, he contributed to Hagiwara's "Wonderful Fight" (Wanda Furya Fight) doujinshi, with this 7-page manga (pp.33-39).
Besides some characters from "Virtua Fighter" and Pikachu from "Pokemon", the last scene is a reference from the 1995 movie "Gonin" (The Five).
When the hitman Ichiro Kyoya, played by Takeshi Kitano, fails to hit the target, he hands the weapon to his partner Kazuma, saying that gun was useless. The quote "Dame da, kono teppo" (ダメだこの鉄砲) has become very famous.
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In the manga, Togashi (Takeshi) fails to hit Pikachu with his gun. Instead, he ended up dodging the bullets and dismembering everyone.
The scene of Takeshi holding the umbrella while shooting other men is also famous. The actor had a motorcycle accident in 1994, so the eyepatch his character wears in the movie was because his right eye was still leaking fluids. Togashi drew him without the eyepatch.
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favuya · 7 months
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Virtua Fighter Cuddles
Lion wanted to cuddle with Wolf for the night, and decided to invite his old friend Jean to join them.
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gaymer-hag-stan · 10 months
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On the 30th of November, twenty-eight years ago, Virtua Fighter 2 was released in North America for the Saturn.
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Virtua Fighter 2 was critically acclaimed for its gameplay and breakthrough graphics; it introduced the use of texture-mapped 3D characters, and was one of the first video games to use motion capture animation technology. It became a blockbuster hit in Japan and sold relatively well in other markets, selling more than 2 million units.
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smirkingcat · 2 years
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Lion Rafale
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macy-starmoon · 10 months
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another fun fighting game like Tekken,except i dont know how to guard,damn it
with my two favs
i dont know is this a ship art or not,just because VF has no story battle in every games and it is hard to understand the lore of every characters(i only know Jean is Lion's childhood friend,Dural is Kagemaru's mom...maybe?)
and i am too fucking timid to find any shipping content of every VF couples
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keepfronting · 1 year
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#virtuafighter5 #lionrafale #sonyplaystation3 #playstation3 #keepfronting
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thedestinysunknown · 2 years
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Virtua Fighter 5 - Lion Rafale:
"Oh look...it's Lion. I do not care for this dude at all. I find him kinda annoying. Sure, his moveset is decent, and he's quite fast, but overall I find him forgettable and boring."
PS: the gameplay used for this gifset is not mine. The original video belongs to the user: Games Fan, on Youtube.
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mxswell · 2 months
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fun game is irrelevant wrt good game. virtua fighter 3tb is a fun game
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rafent · 6 months
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With excitement not matching the defeat she had witnessed, Alear stepped inside the medical tent. Although she had already seen his fall on the 'battlefield' mismatched eyes had their sights set on a Fell Dragon, a visit to cheer on him despite no longer taking place in the competition.
"Rafal!" Divinity chirped as she cut their distance short. From a distance she could only see when a blow landed or seemed to, but the bandages on him said enough of the possible ache they caused.
Still, she wasn't here to remind him of bruises gained.
"Seeing you fight was exciting, i couldn't help but cheer for you." She admitted. Although he was a Black Eagle she cheered for him all the same, her house winning would of course be great but she preferred supporting her friends first. Clapping as if to tell she was proud of him, Alear kept on her rambles. "You did great! Next time i'm sure you will win and i will keep on cheering for you."
There was something she wanted to ask him, although it was simple the question was an important one.
"But i'm curious. Did you enjoy yourself?"
The Fell Heir's first showing on this field had been disastrous; an utter debacle in the eyes of anyone to honor it with attention, but particularly to Rafal himself. He brooded and paced, repelling the healers with or without intention, like approaching the dragon were no less than prodding a panther impounded in a cage. Dark eyes fended off every individual save for the impervious Divine One, proven time and time again to care little for the appearances Rafal put on display. Or, in this case, truly meant.
A sharp heel turned on her, his expression remaining sour but lightening - a fact only barely perceptible. "Spare me the pleasantries, Divine One, there is no need to coat your words. This day has not seen me even remotely at my best." After all, for her brother's absence Nel would now face her opponents alone. She would advance to the higher tiers of this competition without him.
There was nothing so noteworthy about his comparative tenure out in the medical tents, in these chaste civilian hubs barren of conflict and glory. By such a turn of events he had honored neither his twin nor himself, marking the outcome unsatisfactory on two fronts. Even so, Rafal knew he could burn brighter; Rafal could show himself stronger; he was capable of more.
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One hand solidified into a fist before his swollen face, a bruised and battered countenance somewhat paled of its usual intimidating mien; the menacing baritone, however, was all but perfectly preserved. "Next time, I will excise any trace of this year's failure. Anyone who stands as my foe shall be crushed without mercy."
Lost in his triumphal thoughts of conviction and blood lust and yearning, her sudden inquiry inserted a pause between them. Did he enjoy it? What a simple question matched with an even simpler answer. Others may attempt to paint over their process of thought with delusions, finding value in valueless things through puerile veneers that dressed up reality; those spelling false enjoyment in defeat on the basis of teamwork and bonds forged.
Rafal in reflection over his various injuries spoke his opinion in an instant. "Are you out of your mind? No," he deadpanned immediately. In one stead, the return of his brutal honesty; in another, he was not Griss.
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verseandrhyme · 21 days
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TOA Anniversary Munday
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Thanks Neffi!
Name: Vivi
Pronouns: They/Them
Birthday (no year): December 22nd
Where are you from? What is your time zone? Canada, TOA Standard Time.
How long is your roleplay experience? I've been roleplaying on Tumblr specifically for about 9 years now, but on the internet as a whole since I was first let on here unsupervised so who knows. If I had friends to play with as a kid, probably a lot sooner irl too.
How were you introduced to roleplaying as a whole? I think it was first through Gaia Online roleplay forums for Kingdom Hearts, then later I moved to Quizilla where I was actually kinda semi-popular.
How were you introduced to TOA? Ree showed up in my dms and said "quit modding FERP. Join my new server." and then later that month I was there.
Do you have any pets? No, but I have two cats back home with my parents.
What is your favorite time of year and why? (Season, holiday, general period) Fall and early Spring, because most of my wardrobe is geared towards then.
What is your IRL occupation? Customer Support Specialist for a video game company, but I just transferred out of Quality Assurance.
Some interests and things you like/enjoy? Video games in general, musical theatre, mythology, fairy tales.
What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy, Suikoden, Persona, Planet Zoo/Zoo Tycoon, Eiyuden Chronicles, In Stars and Time, I can go on forever.
Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: Fire and Vulpix.
Tell us some funfacts and trivia about yourself! (Optional bonus challenge: if you filled this out last year, try not to repeat what you said back then!)
I trained in theatre and studied sword fighting/stage combat.
I'm allergic to peanuts.
The doctor told my mom to avoid all nuts as a result, and aside from the Nutella they made me eat during my latest test, I have yet to eat any nuts willingly.
I have multiple scars on my right knee.
My mom lost me on a cruise ship when I was 4.
How did you get into Fire Emblem? My friend was playing Awakening and would let me try it, but not let me make any save files, so I played the first few maps over and over until I was able to eventually get my own copy and make it past the first three chapters.
What Fire Emblem games have you played? Tellius games, Awakening, Fates games, Shadows of Valentia, Warriors Games, Three Houses/Hopes, and Engage.
First & Favorite Fire Emblem games: First: Awakening! Favorite: Fates!
List your 5 favorite Fire Emblem characters across the series! Setsuna, Mitama, Saber, Reyson, Yunaka.
Who was the first character ever to make you go “ooh I like this one in particular” and why? Can be any context and reason! Gaius! It was on sight I completely abandoned my plans to S-rank Frederick for him. It's the VA, he keeps getting me like this.
Any Fire Emblem crushes? 😳 Crushes, no.
If you’ve played (or are familiar with) the following games, who was your first S support? Who would you S support nowadays? - Awakening: Gaius / probably still Gaius - Fates: Kaden/Laslow/Silas / Ryoma/Kaze/Setsuna - Three Houses: Ferdinand/Seteth/Sylvain(?)/Claude / idk probably the same - Engage: Pandreo / Still Pandreo but also Yunaka, Gregory, Diamant, Rafal, [...]
Favorite Fire Emblem class? Thief!
If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class and stats? Would you be playable? I want to be one of those incredibly stupid villager units that you have to keep alive but keep running towards the enemy.
If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? (Black Eagles, Blue Lions, Golden Deer, Church of Seiros, Those Who Slither in the Dark, unaffiliated civilian, other - for example Almyran) Black Eagles.
If you were an Officers Academy student, what would be your boons, banes and potential budding talent? Boons: Swords, Gauntlets. Bane: Heavy Armor, Flying.
If you were an Engage character, which nation would you originate from? (Firene, the Kingdom of Abundance; Brodia, the Kingdom of Might; Elusia, the Kingdom of Knowledge; Solm, the Queendom of Freedom; Lythos, the holy land of the Divine Dragon; Gradlon, the desolate land of the Fell Dragon) uuuuh Firene.
How do you pronounce TOA? 🤔(separate letters, to-ah, other?) Separate letters.
Current TOA muses: Mitama, Yunaka.
Past TOA muses? Bernadetta, Saber, Setsuna, Charlotte, Sylvain. I'm probably forgetting someone.
Who was your first TOA muse? If you no longer have them, can you see yourself picking them up again? Bernadetta! I think I'm satisfied with what I did with her, she can rest.
Do you believe you have a type of character you gravitate towards writing? (If you filled this out last year, has this changed in any way?) People who say one thing but mean another and won't communicate their feelings clearly. This doesn't say anything about me as a person.
Do you have characters or types of characters you don’t think you can handle writing, but wish you could? I want to try an antagonist at some point but I lack the emotional willpower to go up to three muses for long. I also don't think I could handle writing a lord or someone important, I like my guys who don't matter.
What kind of scenes, situations etc do you believe you enjoy writing the most? (If you filled this out last year, has this changed in any way?) I don't know how to explain this because it's v vibe base. I like when there's emotional tension. I like seeing interactions between other characters weave together. I like building towards something bigger. Scenes where someone breaks and finally talks about something they've been holding back.
Do you have any scenario in mind for your muse(s) that gets you thinking “man I hope I get to write this one day”? I want to force Yunaka to talk about her past with people I want that shit to get dragged out to the open I want that shell cracked open to the meat baby.
Favorite TOA-related memories? Happyland2024 was a lot of fun and I'm glad that was my first lore event back, I had a great time with everyone. Team Justice will always be dear to me, as that was the moment that really got me hooked on TOA. Getting Nat's Innes' name in babe hunt just to beat Lilly's Cynthia and Lilly's reaction always makes me laugh.
Present or past tense? Lately I've been doing present more but the thing about me is that if I stop thinking for two seconds I change tense without noticing.
Normal size text, small text, no preference? Normal text, but lately I've just been matching whatever other people cook.
Got any potential muse delusions to share? 😉 Saber quieted back down, sorry guys. I still think about trying Peri one day, and I would like to try and see if Setsuna vibes again because I miss her. I thought about Louis out of nowhere the other day, that was weird.
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liketwoswansinbalance · 2 months
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We already know only the villains have last names, but similarly, only major SGE characters have alter egos. I assume disguise is either a genre convention of fairy tales and/or a typical Soman plot point by now.
Sophie -> Filip of Mount Honora
Agatha -> Edgar of Bloodbrook/Agoff of Woodley Brink
Tedros -> Essa of Bloodbrook/Teedum of Coomat
Rhian II -> The Lion
Japeth -> The Snake
Rafal -> Fala of Hell/Good
Rhian I -> “Rafal”
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bellatrixnightshade · 3 months
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if sge characters were animals, what would they be?
I imagine both twins as cats, but individually, I picture Good Rhian as a golden retriever, and Rafal as either an irritable swan or a crow.
Midas gives me the picture of a bear. Often seen as cute, cuddly, and sweet, both are really irritable and questionable deep inside.
Agatha reminds me of a cat (and insects) as well and Sophie as a flamingo because of the pink! And maybe the long legs could replace her heels. (I don't think they represent her height hahaha.)
Tedros as a golden retriever too. Rhian 2 is obviously a Lion and Japeth a snake. Rhian one's side of the family could actually all be reptiles of some kind--
Peter Pan is that one annoying ass chihuahua who thinks he's sooo scary by being a jerk.
Hort was describes as weasel like so I'll stick with canon. And now that @iamverynormalaboutsge made a meme post about it, I see Aric as a porcupine or a hedgehog. Originally he was a raven, mostly because of my theory on Aric's dad.
Rufius reminds me of a chubby fish for some reason. I can't quite place why. Dot reminds me of a chubby bird too, cheerful and endearing.
Princess Kyma of a whale. Aladdin of a raccoon. And James Hook, I'm not too sure on tbh. I think Hester could have bats, but that's mostly because how I picture her demon. Nothing to do with Vulcan. Also, an orca also fits. Anadil as a rat obviously. A nice albino rat.
If you want me to do more characters, let me know!
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favuya · 6 months
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Lion's Too Cold
At least he has those huge pecs to keep his face warm. He just wants to go back to France with his huge, super strong boyfriend.
I drew this scenario again because I'm still not too sure what to draw.
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gaymer-hag-stan · 2 years
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518062 · 3 months
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top 10 grim reaper writing moments
i've written a lot in 2 years, with 68 works published on ao3 (not all of them r good wkjdiej)
but sometimes i hit the mark, i think, and i like to look back on my work. so here's top 10 moments across all fandoms (mostly f1)
10. starting off strong with mafia au maxiel
Daniel squeals in happiness once he reunites with his car. He leans his head against the plush leather seat, wanting to stay like that forever, but he needs to drive, and forgets that a mafia boss is sitting beside him. When he presses the start button, the V10 engine comes alive, and its sound is like a lion’s roar, music to Daniel’s ears. Max stares at the wheel.
“Can you drive?” he asks. “I know cars arouse you. I’ve learned that much, but we have to go now.”
Daniel exhales and smoothly pulls out of the parking spot with one hand on the wheel. “They don’t arouse me.”
“Yes, they do. You’re having an orgasm at the sound of a V10.”
Daniel ignores the accusation and follows the navigation system. He notices a bunch of black cars surrounding him and looks at Max.
“What? I’m a very important person. They protect me.” he says defensively.
“Not me?” Daniel jokes.
“No.” Max says, fiddling with his phone. It’s a tense, awkward ride, but they make it through, and with some small talk, Daniel concludes Max is a FIFA addict—he’s opening packs as the Australian parks on the grand driveway.
“You can head inside. I’m gonna sit in Rafal for a bit.”
“You’re so fucking weird for naming the car.” Max tells him.
“And you’re weird for playing FIFA at your age.” Daniel retaliates.
“It’s perfectly normal, and FIFA is fun. Try it instead of sniffing fresh car leather.”
“I said you can go.” Daniel ignores his statement and gets comfortable in the seat, despite sitting for approximately two hours.
9. charles leclerc's silly boy crisis
After eighteen years, I am the Scuderia’s saviour, and I savour the delight and jubilance it brings me.
The alcohol tastes sweet like victory, like an overpriced, thick hot chocolate in Monaco. I can feel sweat crawl down my back, my fireproof sticking to it like glue. Everything that follows is a blur, a disarray of recollection; time is a never ending refinement, an endless cycle of gambling and comprehension.   
A month passes and I no longer feel sweet. I feel bare, like society has stripped me down and seen my darkest fears, because they’ve seen my highest high—what if they see my lowest low? Is there such a thing?
I sit in silence, sinking into scrutiny. Most of my days fly by like flocks of birds, and I can taste apprehension on my tongue, wet and overbearing.
And so I continuously ask; is this it? Is this how I go now? Do I resign?
For after the calm of the storm is a drizzle. A gentle but demanding rainfall, a reminder. I may be a miracle, but I may also be a mistake. Whenever I close my eyes, I see it—the taunting temptation of yielding.
I ignore my obligations and cry. For what is the purpose of going again? To break a meaningless record? I have served my purpose and now I serve agony, an unavoidable reality.
8. surprise brocedes proposal
“So what’s up? It must be impartial.” Lewis chuckles, nervous. Nico wonders if he is intruding—do they have more meetings? Is it time to analyse data?
Shit.
“I was thinking about what you said at our dinner.” He begins. “And I saw how empty you feel, how alone you are. And I—I know. I know it—I know you. Like you said, I know you more than anyone.” He closes his eyes briefly, making a quick prayer.
God, please don’t embarrass me.
“And I also know how happy I can make you feel. Therefore,” he pulls out a box, refusing to kneel. “I would be delighted if you agreed to marrying me.”
Like gloomy Monaco mornings, everyone stills, just how Nico Rosberg likes it. His cheeks are bright crimson, and his ears are ringing as he waits for an answer; Lewis’ face morphs with astonishment written all over. He opens his mouth to speak, but pauses—a loud thud echoes in the garage as Toto Wolff drops to the floor.
The stillness disappears like rain pouring on the soil. While engineers frantically rush to their boss’ side, Nico and Lewis stay put.
“Bu—“
“This is absurd! Why are you just standing there? Help him!” George Russell interrupts with his eerily blue eyes. Lewis looks at Nico with sorrow, but Nico shrugs, unfazed. He knew it was going to happen.
He did it! He shocked Toto!
7. max being tired of his job
“I’m sorry, sir, but we cannot do that.” This is usually where the customer stops—they analyse the situation and conclude that it’s fine. They’ll make do.
“Who’s we? Do you speak on behalf of the entire company? I’m Charles Leclerc,” he emphasises his name as if Max should know who he is. His attitude is horrible—at this stage, Max calls for the manager and lets her deal with it. But she’s conveniently absent.
“I do not know who you are, sir. I will say it again: we cannot do that.”
“You’re kidding me. See, I hate to be the one, but you hold no value to anyone. I need someone important,” he emphasises the T, “like your manager.”
This is the stage where Max’s cordiality slips away; fuck the customer service bullshit. When someone becomes malicious towards him, he bites back. He couldn’t care less about Charles Leclerc—the reality check was going to be a harsh slap.
“Listen, Charles, the fucking king of who cares—after checking your flight, I’ve realised it is full. This means two things. Seat change is not allowed as it's not mentioned in the terms and conditions. Even if it were, we would have to ask a first-class passenger, and who’s saying they would exchange their nice seat for an economy seat?”
6. neybappe angst insert crying emoji
They went through the ten steps of friendship at unbelievable speeds. After a while, Neymar saw Kylian as more than a friend. There was an underlying truth they both ignored; that they were in love, and with their circumstances, there was nothing they could do except act. Neymar realised, on a frosty night while watching the Eiffel tower, that his aspirations weren’t football related at all—they were emotions, sunken in his heart and tattoos. He wanted love. He wanted more than love. The things he sought after: happiness, tranquillity, guidance; it all came back to his desire for a person. Someone he could spend the rest of his life with—someone who loved his flaws and imperfections, his lifestyle and his soul. On that night, the number seven on his jersey spoke volumes; he was in love with Kylian, and he was not pretending—no—he wanted to show Kylian his version of love. Hyperbolic and fluctuating, fun and heartfelt, devastatingly wrong and destined simultaneously. On that night, he didn’t feel hatred for France anymore. He didn’t despise the weather, or the people, or the president—for France was where his home was, where his lover grew and became who he was, where he grew as a person, where he reunited with a brother and abandoned another.
5. shadow being lovestruck
He had lived an entirely different life where everything was upside down—Maria wasn’t even a thought. The worst aspect of it all was that Sonic had seen everything. That opulent yet skewed reality contained all of Shadow’s contemplations. It made Gerald a loving father, which was something Shadow had yearned for since he saw the light of kindness. His days were occupied with mundane, domestic tasks—a reality Shadow dreamt of often during missions. He liked the idea of not being involved in battles and missions and instead wearing dresses, living a simple life and feeling regal.
It also brought Sonic and him together, like a guardian angel, and now Sonic knew. Sonic knew about Shadow’s immensely hard love for him. He discovered that Shadow’s blinds remained closed because Shadow would stay up all night, drawing Sonic’s eyes with the blinding stars. Sonic saw how nervous Shadow became around him, how his presence affected him greatly.
4. painter max
I am an artist. I like brushes. I like acrylic paint. I sketch with vigour and I paint with woe.
I have a lover. He has murky green eyes and thick lashes. His jawline cuts my skin and his hair transports me to the cruise ships.
My lover likes to watch me paint. He sits by the window; it rains and shines, but his eyes never move away from the canvas. My strokes coincide with his heartbeats. Every bristle that slides across the hardened cotton equalises the breaths he takes.
Seasons pass, and my lover ceases to budge. The canvases just keep coming, like tears at a funeral. My lover says it’s a blessing that my hands move like waltzers and my fingers rest on my brushes like a still baby. I know he knows; I sketch with vigour and I paint with woe.
3. charles panicking
And so he cries, a shattered visage, a broken window, a popped bubble, iridescence and shine diminishing into nothing. He crosses his legs and looks at his hands, freaking out—he has done unimaginable things. He has driven to victory, fought many drunk men, wiped countless tears, devastated the world. His tears drop onto his pale, worn hands—calloused and worn out by racing, living, breathing, being. His hands stare back at him like he is a monster; how can he treat them like this? How can he be so foul? And how can he get the tears to stop? They are surging like a burst pipe, wetting his cheeks and lips. He cannot even wipe his face—his hands do not deserve it. No—he does not deserve these graceful hands. God has given him the opportunity to bring light to the world, and he has let Him down. God should take his hands away!
2. charles being fed up
“Va te faire foutre!” Fuck that and fuck you! Charles responds, ignoring Andrea’s questions. “Look at the outside, Andrea. Look at the paddock and the teams. Anyone with a functioning brain can see that they are laughing at us. They think we’re a circus—merde, we are a circus! You can’t fucking predict the weather? Who are you, Williams? You’re Scuderia Ferrari,” He spits the name like it is a malicious insult, a death threat, a plague, a demon that must be feared. “You,” he points at Andrea’s chest, eyebrows furrowed and eyes vacant of all emotion, “are Scuderia Ferrari. You are the heart of this sport. You own this sport, its fans, its government, fuck—you own me. You own this paddock. The tarmac we race on is yours. The rule book we follow is yours; it is a fucking bible, and we worship it, we worship you, we bend on both knees and beg for mercy, we kiss the Italian flag—” He stops, searching for breath.
“We give our everything, Andrea. And what do we look like? A shit show. A joke. Connerie...”
1. paris is burning but as a motif
“If money wasn’t so important in the world today...to survive. I guess I wouldn’t want anything but what I have now. But since money does...I hope that the way I look puts money in my pocket.” says Octavia St. Laurent. Neymar listens to their wisdom.
“I’ve got to go now.” He states, glancing at the clock on his wall resembling a cat. He wants to be early (early is late - Otis).
“I want everybody to look at me and say ‘There goes Octavia’...”
“Look after the place. And watch the movie. You might learn something.”
“I don’t care about gay people!” Muhammed exclaims.
“It’s way more than that.” Neymar says before locking his friend in.
I didnt rank these by which is the most effective.
i ranked them by how i felt when writing, and how they make me feel now. whether they make me feel proud of this presence i have created through writing, whether i have done rpf justice. i think everyone should do this
anyways thats all. not like itll be seen
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mauvehound · 7 months
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Well. This is a delusion that has been Existing and Waiting less and less politely for some 10+ months now, so I guess it was to be expected that he would get his way sooner or later.
Mauvier is a bit of an experiment for me to be honest, but I love him and sincerely hope that he lasts, and that I can do him justice.
I've taken my Mauvier from not long after the events of the main story of Engage, though enough to where I aged him up by a year. When the Divine One, Lady Veyle and many other allies embarked on a journey to Fódlan, he stayed behind for a time to assist with some of the reconstruction, but he had always intended to follow Lady Veyle once things stabilized, and finally made the journey himself as well.
My Mauvier is taken from the main timeline and was not present during the events of Fell Xenelogue. However, Soji and I have agreed to write with the assumption that his support chain with Rafal has taken place, and as such he has some knowledge of what happened.
Regarding wanted plots, in all honesty I do not want to take up too much from the mission board. Mauvier would like a Blue Lion partner for the Any Skill +1 mission, but other than that, well...
meet me in the monastery parking lot in a week when BOEL begins
any Black Eagles who want to meet their new lance/magic/riding Professor, feel free to say hi
Elyos muses. spreads arms wide. Come At Me.
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