#sallen

[liar-or-lawyer]

Health concerns have kept everyone's favorite operations manager off set for the last two seasons, but she's never far from this cast's heart.

[thjslove]

I love you, man. [...] I love you, too.

[68preto-branco]

[wally-b-feed]

Anthony Fineran, Sar Ro Sallen, 2024

[alienstage]

this is still one of my fave pics of sally i've ever drawn. he's soooo cutesies here

[arbellas-bakery]

Wait what's the plural of sallet?

[ace-malarky]

Snippet Sunday 22/12

Hello here is a snippet super early bc oh my god do I have things that need doing today

also I woke up with words in my head and chose violence <3

no it is not Halliel getting to use her sword <3

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Syn landed near Halliel's apartment and pulled their wings back in. For a moment, they almost looked like themself. They missed their antlers, but if they were to have any chance of surviving this…

They straightened out their clothes as best they could, crumbling off the dried on mud. A lot had fallen off during their flight, but… well. There was no hope for this outfit, really.

Their tinted glasses were gone, broken the first time they'd been arrested.

Syn flicked their tail under the fall of their coat, and perked their ears. Tightened their grip on Halliel's sword, tapping its scabbard against their leg.

No sounds out of the ordinary. It sounded like home. Just the quiet contentment of an evening after a long day of work. Music, laughter, conversations, several different shows going at once from different flats.

At least one person had a window open, practising their instrument. They sounded better than the last time Syn had heard them, more confident. Less prone to squeaking.

They took the fire escape down two floors and stopped outside the window there. Curtains still open, lights not on. The dim light from behind them let them see in, if just barely.

There was Trixie, curled up and asleep on Halliel's bed, tail over her nose.

Syn placed a hand against the glass, leaning their forehead against it. "Thanks for looking after her, Trix," she whispered. "I'll try to come back."

Trixie didn't stir.

Syn descended the last of the stairs and stepped out into the street, under the yellowing street lamps. How long would it take, they wondered. How far would they get?

They went back to work.

Three streets down, and [spoiler] fell into place beside them.

"I'm surprised you came back."

"Couldn't let you win, could I?" Syn shot her a wry look. "Not on my turf."

She laughed. "What is this, if not me winning?"

"That's cute," Syn said. "Real cute."

[Spoiler] frowned. "Where's Halliel?" She glanced at the sword in Syn's hand.

"Wouldn't you like to know."

"I - yes, that's why I asked."

Syn swivelled to face her. "What makes you think I'd tell you?"

"Because she's hurt. Because she needs help. Because why else would you make the mistake of coming back here?" She shrugged, scoffing. "You're predictable, Vale."

Syn hummed and kept walking. Two more streets. The buildings were older here. Archaic, really, with their wide columns and weather-softened corners and too-big windows. Syn had loved them regardless, but the city had changed too much around them and now they just looked… old and out of place.

Progress had come on apace with no care for the aesthetics of the place.

It would have been better, maybe, to come in through the park, but they'd wanted to check on Trixie just one last time.

They'd just have to make the best of their entrance with what they'd given themself.

There were guards on the steps, Verial and Sallen. Almost every window had a blaze of too-bright light behind it, spilling out across the road, almost reaching the trees in the park across the road.

[Spoiler] reached out to take Syn's arm. "Wait."

"No," Syn said sweetly, slipping out of reach. "I'm doing this on my terms."

[Spoiler] searched their face. "What's your play, Vale? Where's Halliel?"

"Wouldn't that be telling." Syn grinned, feral, sharp teeth and the mirrored skin gleaming in the brighter light coming from the building before them.

They walked up to the guards at the bottom of the steps. "Good evening," they called. "I believe you're looking for me?" They waved, their tail wagging in tandem.

[Spoiler] grabbed at their arm as the guards reacted to their presence. "I've got this, thank you," she growled.

"You haven't disarmed them," one of the guards said.

"He's right, you know," Syn said.

[Spoiler] huffed and reached for Halliel's sword.

"Ooh, no, not yet." Syn held it out of reach, dancing backwards. "Take me," they said, grinning, "to your leaders."

[Spoiler] narrowed her eyes, hand still outstretched.

"I promise I won't use it," Syn said. "You know me. Just need the comfort."

"This is highly irregular," said one of the guards. She'd come with Jaiel and Syn from Sallen, was one of the prince's guards. "We can't-"

"I have control of the situation," [Spoiler] snapped, and the guard subsided.

Syn winked at one of the Verial guards, tapping a couple of fingers against the scabbard.

He nodded and didn't argue as Syn walked up the steps to the door, [Spoiler] in their wake.

The next set opened the door without waiting to be asked, without challenging them, and Syn thanked them as they stepped inside.

"Just the usual place, is it?" they asked, looking around the empty foyer. All gilt and marble, a statue seated in the centre of the deer-formed architect.

Syn's antlers had been more impressive.

"This way," [Spoiler] said.

Syn let her lead just long enough to work out where they were going, and then strode past. They'd make her work for it, even though she thought she'd won.

Anyone else would've insisted that Syn hand over their sword, but [Spoiler] was getting cocky with the end in sight. More fool her, really, but then she thought she was winning here.

Syn stopped before the next set of guards. "I should be expected," they said. "Do you want me to announce myself, or…?" They waggled the hilt of Halliel's sword to point at the guards, as if choosing who to do their job.

They took in Syn's appearance - they grinned, feeling the stretch in their mirror-torn skin - and one knocked on the door.

"Yes?" Maj stepped out. "What is it?" Her eyes fell on Syn.

Syn watched the shock and dismay ripple across her face.

"… Vale," Maj said. "I see."

[Spoiler], only just catching up, took possessive hold of Syn's elbow. "I brought them in."

"Make sure Halliel gets this back," Syn said, passing Maj her sword.

Maj nodded and opened the door for them. "Please, come on in."

Syn didn't shake [Spoiler] free of them this time. They'd give her this much.

[Spoiler] cleared her throat. "I've caught Vale."

Neryd looked over Syn and scoffed.

Jaiel looked up from the couch. "Yes, but where is Lance? What have they done with them?"

"Ooh, you didn't tell him?" Syn asked. "Awkward." They bowed. "Your Majesty." When they straightened up, their dragon touched horns and scales were beading in. "Can't say it was an honour serving you." They swept it away before it reached their eyes, dropping back into Vale. Just enough to make a point, not enough to break the last of their guises.

Jaiel schooled his face into a sense of neutrality, but Syn had seen the shock and then the greed flit across him. "We'll take them back to Sallen to deal with," he said.

[Spoiler] really hadn't told him anything. Syn wondered if anyone knew about her.

"I think not," Rion replied. "They have endangered us just as much by their actions."

Syn shot him a glance but couldn't read anything. Did he know who they were? … Did it matter?

[reevuhs]

— MEET MY ROOK ;

ELGARA DE RIVA, born August 15th, 9:25 — somewhere between Salle and Minrathous. Taken in by House De Riva at the age of five after being offered by a smaller Sallen house, much of her life is prior to becoming a De Riva is shrouded in mystery and forgotten memories. A volatile child in her fledgling years, Elgara kept one close friend who she pushed through the brutal years of fledgling training that would reap only two potential Crows— only to be the one to kill him in the end, leaving her as the sole survivor of her year.

Subsequently, she would take on several contracts and complete them with a brutal level of efficiency — the moniker of The Butcher being bestowed upon her before being stolen by a dreadful general, alongside Treviso’s freedom.

Often regarded as the Fifth Talon’s best Crow, her defiance of direct orders was regarded by many as a disappointment, and the “wild goose chase” for an Ancient Elven God was considered to be a mockery and a fiction to keep her busy — until a botched ritual, an untimely demise, and two more unfathomable targets make the entire ordeal incredibly real.

templates courtesy of @otherpigeon !

figured to do a brief meet my rook style post for my baby elgara, since she’ll be who i write primarily here. there are a few bits and pieces where i branch off from the Veilguard canon, some to be explored in writing, but here’s pookie :)

[noshownothing]

Queen Sallen

[liar-or-lawyer]

NCIS:LOS ANGELES

Top 10 Rated Episodes

[monoyoki]

my oc, Sallen

[redgoldblue]

Fic Writing Review 2023 🌈

tagged by @itwoodbeprefect - i have also been thinking about this so thank you for taking the initiative!

tagging @faorism @gallantrejoinder if you'd care to do this in any form (including as writing/art review)!

Words and Fics (on ao3) 📚

words posted: 52,220, apparently. Which is actually... basically last year's but minus 10k because I didn't do H50 Big Bang this year, because med school. most things in my life now can be stated as 'because med school'. (actually I just realised I didn't do it last year either, but that was because I was already finishing a 10k H50 fic. so my point stands)

fics posted: either 6 or 29, depending on whether one counts the advent calendar as one fic or 24. plus 3 posted only on Tumblr.

first fic: love don't treat you like that (babe, I'm letting you know) (H50). on the NINTH of january, apparently. i've already lost my first-fic-of-the-year contest to last year, unless i unexpectedly finish something today.

last fic: Advent Calendar 2023 / ...Zaph Kilkane, the pre-eminent climate scientist of the 22nd century...

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Ships and Fandoms ⚓

would you believe I literally did not repeat a fandom this year, outside of the advent calendar. and this year's AC had the most fandoms since 2019.

Hawaii Five-0 (McDanno)

NCIS: LA (Sallen)

Starsky & Hutch (S/H)

House MD (Hilson)

MASH (Punnihawk)

and then AC-only ones:

Star Trek (Spirk)

The Man From UNCLE (Napollya)

911 (Buddie)

Due South (i don't know ship names. are there ship names? Fraser/RayK)

Good Omens (Azcrow)

Leverage (thiefsome)

Almost Paradise (Ernesto/Alex. alesto. i'm coining it)

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Top 5 Fics by Kudos 🏆

I mean, I have 6 posted fics that can be kudosed separately.

love don't treat you like that (babe, I'm letting you know) (H50)

When You're Loving Me (That's When I'm Loving You) (NCIS: LA)

Advent Calendar 2023 (see above. nine fandoms)

my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime / could never do you justice in reason or rhyme (House MD)

Finding A Cure In You (S&H)

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Top 5 Favorite Fics 💖

okay, I'm going to count distinct chapters of the advent calendar for this. in no particular order and subject to mood change:

When You're Loving Me (That's When I'm Loving You) (NCIS: LA) - I cited this as a contender for my favourite fic I've written a couple months ago, so obviously it has to go in the year's. what can i say, fake dating is an immaculate trope, and this also all came onto the page very easily which is always vaguely miraculous.

there you go pulling me right back in (H50) - sometimes vague prompts i've had down for ages write up as something that's. fine, but a bit clunky, and I just have to move on bc it's the advent calendar and a new fic each day. sometimes I start writing them and they spring into life with joyous delight. or in this case, uninhibited grumpiness and love.

singing yesterday's songs wishing i could be with you tonight (MASH) - the one that didn't make it into the top 5 kudosed, I assume partially due to being locked and partially due to being a serious tone, not terribly shippy, and Peg POV. But I've had some version or other of it for a long time, it's one of those stories I'm genuinely proud of, and I was glad to finally post it.

Totally Normal (Due South) - it's fun. it was fun. I was slightly nervous about it, because the only prior Due South thing I'd written was Dief POV and this was Fraser and RayK POV and the first time writing either of those, but it turns out watching + liveblogging four and two seasons, respectively, of a character in four months is. enough to cement their voices in my head. it was unexpectedly easy and also. fun.

Festive Spice (MUNCLE) - i just think it epitomises the advent calendar. in the words of coolbreezemage, 'yesssss bake cakes and kiss your partner'.

HMs:

Finding A Cure In You (S&H) - this doesn't make it to the above list due to the fact that I haven't actually managed to reread it since I posted it. but just for the amount of time I spent with it, how different it is to my usual M.O. of writing, and the weird way I wrote it (entirely in the notes app, with almost zero rereading while writing), I have to somehow mention it.

A Thousand Words / To Be Spared (Good Omens) - I don't know if they're favourite but I do think they're good. and the format of to be spared was pleasingly experimental and i think it worked.

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Fandom Fic Events 🤝

also the Starsky & Hutch SHarecon zine! which the zine still holds copyright on, but will be posted in April.

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Projects for 2024 👀

mmm gonna sort this differently and also ramble

Ones that will definitely be finished in 2024 and if they aren't you have free rein to come to my house and tie me to a chair come November: MUNCLE wip, The Unwitting Truth Affair/The Honesty Affair, I haven't actually decided which title yet;

Starsky & Hutch, the still-unnamed Huggy & Pete wip.

Ones I have both hope and some amount of faith will be finished in 2024 and if they aren't you have free rein to come into my inbox and harass me about them: Hawaii Five-0 wip, Much Ado About Something (*salutes squares*);

other Hawaii Five-0 wip, state of disrepair. yes, I'm manifesting state of disrepair 2024. probably november/december 2024, but i'm manifesting it anyway;

Leverage wip, all that I want is a kind heart to haunt

Ones I would like to be finished in 2024, and if my brain decides it likes them might be, but all you have free rein for is to politely ask me about them once per business month: Hawaii Five-0 cath/steve/danny pwp, Wait A Minute Let Me Take You There;

horny S&H wip, Previews Of Your Body Driving Me Insane;

S&H Vanessa coda, so cordial / so rotten (don't ask me);

Good Omens wip, love won't you be as you've always been

Ones I don't expect to finish in 2024 but would like to get some words down in: angsty S&H wip, Relentless As The Rain;

ridiculous undercover H50 wip, Four Seasons of Love;

other ridiculous H50 wip, The Irritating, Annoying, Infuriating, (Effective) Seduction Techniques of One Steven J. McGarrett;

SPN ..wip? depending on the time limit on 'progress'?, Smells Like Turpentine.

vague thoughts: i'd like to write a full-length (for whatever value of that. the AC ones actually were full-length, especially the second one, but what I really mean is AC-independent) due south fic. they're very weird and i enjoyed writing them, and I'd also like to write something with RayV in it. maybe if I successfully inspired @itwoodbeprefect to write new ds, when she does that it will inspire me to write something, and we can set up a ping-pong game. no, wait, that's mixing fandoms.

I expect more MUNCLE fic. this one's already 3.5k and rocketing along, and i'm only two-thirds of the way through season 1. what form that will take i don't know at this stage but we'll see.

....i was discussing the vague concept of house/h50 crossover fic with squares literally yesterday and on the one hand I haven't written a crossover since 2014 and also don't want that to be my legacy, but on the other hand i think there is at least a 50% chance it's going to stick in the back of my brain and keep niggling.

[ghostofashina]

“Because you’re a distraction.”

“Is that what you think of me?”

Wolf took a deep breath. “And there is no room for such frivolities in my life. I'm sorry.”

🌿

Wolf never told Emma about his way of saving Kuro. And she was left behind by the man she always helped. When the truth comes out, an old and lost memory also scratches the surface of a damaged mind.

A MOMENT OF PAIN, A MEMORY SUSPENDED IN TIME.

The first part of my new side project, exploring the dynamic of Wolf and Emma in each of the fours endings of Sekiro. The first one: Dragon's Return Ending.

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Pairing: Emma/Sekiro

Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Post-Canon, Return Ending, Non-Sexual, Blood and Gore, Swordfighting, Roleswap, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Touch-starved, Sharing a Bed, First Kiss, Hopeful Ending

Words: 15,345.

Part 1 of A tragedy condemned to repeat itself.

[444names]

Names generated from Scottish surnames and Dutch forenames, excluding the letter "C"

Aadain Aadruire Aakoelwijn Aalair Aalbhein Aalden Aalleòis Aalothan Aandrus Aanneke Aanouiriad Aarais Aardain Aaria Aarsan Aartijs Aathaillag Abhais Abhdel Abrosdail Adaann Adaattharn Adainnet Adais Adaldein Adanntje Adans Adeairi Adeathin Adert Adewien Adeòid Adhain Adruime Adruimijs Alath Alathan Aldeadais Alghan Alghunainn Aluim Ambeliado Amhain Amhan Amhathain Anaib Anain Anainn Anais Ananais Ananaoig Anaoidh Anndewijn Annealuin Annem Anrann Aradaig Aragain Araid Ardaine Argaine Arneke Arsalonn Artainn Asgar Aärobh...

Barandan Basbarrain Bastainn Berik Beriël Bhain Bheasdain Blaoin Blara Blàrran Blàrtain Blàta Boighain Boudein Boudunny Bouim Bouin Boutrais Brailledh Brandruir Brann Brathainn Brathnaoir Bread Breenear Broiri Bruidh Bruire Bràibh Bràthaig Brùns Brùnso Buidh Buimbeis Buimeitha Buirean Bòirna Daannet Daideard Daigein Daris Dartan Davidh Deidhaidh Deltje Deridhubha Diathain Drart Dridh Dridseir Drierta Drithbhit Druaidh Druid Druin Dubhijn Dunaig Dunain Dunne Dustijn Dòmhuirein Dùbhdel Dùbhronagh Dùghain Dùghan Edheataidh Edhòmart Eliek Eshain Felieve Felmijn Fighais Fliog Foidh Foididhg Folair Forgrena Frair Freetje Frithan Gaidh Gaithais Galder Geathalan Geirian Geirid Gerana Gerik Gertais Gieke Gilbràig Gilin Gillabby Gillebhuis Gilledh Gilleete Gillet Gillialie Ginntje Gionn Glabhealas Glaidh Glaig Glaonn Gobain Gobharra Goeliet Goraidainn Gothorne Gottha Gotthiom Grarn Grarne Greaimba Grealan Grean Greanain Greathein Greutes Griaal Grian Griarrigh Griarsa Griephaire Grijn Guadh Guaig Guaighdan Guaillebh Guartjetje Gudaistijn Gudus Gunnig Gusallenke Gusanais Gòrdain Gòrdairen Gòrdh Hadalag Haoidhaidh Harridh Heòrds Ieveetje Ievenje Innekeet Innidhead Jakobaigh Jakoen Jamshar Janne Jasgain Johaill Johalan Johanaidh Joosa Joose Jorand Joridh Josan Josanstijn Josdanaidh Josdein Josein Josgran Jostim Kerob Kialsa Kimein Kobsa Laidain Laigheath Lainn Lairtij Leale Lebha Lebhimeir Lebhrann Lemie Leshe Liefan Linne Lionad Lobas Logaidh Loneke Lostialas Lothòmhg Lughur Lulain Lìosdantje Lìoseag Lìosgair Lìosiob Lùtais Maadeids Maaland Maann Madaaries Madhubh Mailbhre Mainain Maine Maineadje Mainein Mainnd Mallearain Mallouin Malvijn Mandar Manne Maogilies Maoighaidh Maoireeros Maomhalann Maraidh Maraig Marainn Marairt Maran Mararsain Mardanndre Margaigh Marid Marief Maris Marlain Marnaadh Marnel Marraidh Marrair Marrievert Marsa Marsan Marsann Martain Marte Marter Masgain Masmée Matan Matha Mathbhnain Mathe Mathert Matheòrsa Mathuid Maxim Maximijn Meadhùnso Meirik Menaiderta Mendaaf Mielidh Miene Mienno Mieriar Mieve Mille Mirits Moidh Moill Morghais Morrain Muelis Munainn Màrraidh Màrtaig Mèibhdewis Niemh Nienalon Niong Olasam Padar Paoidhon Paoig Paoir Paolaidh Paonanndré Peanouim Peasdan Peathain Petje Peulainn Piens Pieve Pimba Pimeidh Pimhg Polathaidh Polke Poraris Puine Puirienain Relwijn Renathaidh Riabby Rianaibh Riebhuin Robaim Robain Robas Robuin Roelinn Rogilla Ronmhinus Rosans Rosde Rottesmie Ruair Ruimbein Ruinne Sairbhria Salans Sallens Sanshene Sasgaidh Sealain Seamhaigh Seanair Seartaidh Seates Seinnlaidh Sepharaidh Sephijn Sephàin Sgain Sgaire Sgais Sgalbhraig Sgall Sgotha Siaaluis Sienan Siesher Sieteag Sietje Smidhuim Stanidh Stiath Stijneime Stijs Suaighar Sùdrieke Taghlain Talle Tanaid Tenie Tertje Thaidh Tirie Todeòir Toffean Toosann Train Triabaill Trieshin Trijn Tritje Tuidh Tuidheatha Tulastodhg Tàidheal Tàidhuil Uaineis Uarainnd Ureardald Valaig Veelip Wieve Wievene Wille Willep Willfhan Woude Wouduna Woutha Wouthais Ìombrein

[expresskundalini]

Halo! Timmy ert naffen!! Ist comme sallen werd? Nitty tuffy nit farth i cate? Fink yurt a cisster med. yurt culo ist grunde. Celli tas ner mei commter 🫶🫶🩷🩷

huh

[ekssperimental]

𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗚𝗔𝗠 𝗨𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝟭.𝟭.𝟬 𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘄!

With version 1.1.0, 𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗚𝗔𝗠 introduces several new features:

𝗢𝗣𝟮, 𝗢𝗣𝟯 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗣𝗪 𝗢𝗦𝗖 now has fine tuning trimmers

𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦 now has selectable waveshapes (𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘦, 3𝘹 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘋𝘪𝘰𝘥𝘦 & 𝘛𝘢𝘯𝘩)

𝟱 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗳𝗶𝗹𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗹𝘀:

· State Variable

· Sallen-Key HP/LP

· COMB -/+

· GRANULATOR (Granular effect with SVF filter)

· Multimode Ladder Filter

𝟯 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗯 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗹𝘀:

𝙑𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙎𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙍𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙗

𝘉𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘐𝘙 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘳.

𝘿𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙎𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚

𝘏𝘶𝘨𝘦-𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘣, 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.

𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙮

𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘺, 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰-𝘧𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘨.

𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝘂𝗻𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀

· New Random/Vibrato function

· 2 new CV INPUTS: Pitch Offset & VCA Offset

· Extended Aftertouch functionality

· Extended Polyphony control

· 32(!) New Mod Wheel destinations

· 100+ new patches