#woe uniform be upon ye

[tsunagite]

I was suppose to finish this like 4 days ago but I got distracted by a particular game

Anyways, uniforms of the Guest Reception. Something something for even grounds in fights (since with someone like Glaciaxion, who generally wears armor bc of the whole “exploring winter wastelands” stuff, it might be a bit unfair). And also because sometimes, I’m just lazy to draw a character’s clothes.

The only exception who doesn’t have to wear the uniform is Distorted Fate bc… yeah.

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Lilia Vanrouge Dorm Uniform Voice Lines

When Summoned: I'm not very good at finding people. Will you help me?

Summon Line: How wonderful it is that you've called upon me. I'll do my best to not bring shame to the Diasomnia name.

Groooovy!!: It's amazing how I've made schoolmates at this age... Life sure is strange.

Home: I look cool, don't you think?

Home Idle 1: This uniform represents my dormitory, yes? So I must wear it with panache! But it's all about time, place, and occasion.

Home Idle 2: You want to come over to Diasomnia? Very well. If Sebek gives you any grief, you can just ignore him.

Home Idle 3: Ramshackle may be quite old, but the air isn't stale whatsoever. I feel rather at home here.

Home Idle - Login: I should act like a proper Vice Dorm Leader from time to time. Kufufu, what do you think? Do I not exude dignified aura?

Home Idle - Groovy: Are you used to this school, now? If there's anything you need, I'll listen to your woes.

Home Tap 1: I've traveled around the world, and every single place was absolutely spectacular. At least, that's how I felt.

Home Tap 2: My tights have a thorn pattern, as an homage to the Thorn Fairy. Isn't it snazzy?

Home Tap 3: My age? Let's see, I guess I'm somewhere between 10 and 1000 years old.

Home Tap 4: I found long pants to be a nuisance, so I cut them off myself. You can say I remade them.

Home Tap 5: Kufufu... Are you fully prepared to be poked back, then?

Home Tap - Groovy: The world you come from is somewhere I have never been. I would love to see it someday.

Duo: [LILIA]: Let's see, time to show Malleus how it's done. [MALLEUS]: Show me what you can do, Lilia

Requested by Anonymous.

[stealingpotatoes]

ask answering!!

u know what time it is!! askposting!! feat. jedi academy, skywalkers apart au, and me being sad abt not playing survivor lolll

@minpage thank you both!!!!!!! gotta last out til mid november (Im absolutely buying it for myself for my birthday) and then this blog is gonna be on cal kestis lockdown for whoever knows how long LOL

also woe, sketchbook bd-1 be upon ye

i have not!! the only anime ive watched is spy x family loll

@chorus-of-hell IM GONNA GET TO GIVING ALL THE ACADEMY JEDI BETTER DESIGNS AT SOME POINT (except luke he's already got half a redesign going on) but there isnt a proper jedi uniform they all just wear whatever they feel like w robes

@yourfreindlynighborhoodspycrab LMAO omg quinlan's gonna need therapy after seeing like 4% of anakin's life

@beget-regret aww thank you so much omg!!!!!! unfortunately leia just has rex ): the rest of the 501st have their canon fates sob. luke does have all the handmaidens tho!!!

and yeahh they all know abt the other twin bc anakin told rex and ahsoka abt What Happened when he reunited w them and the Handmaidens have been around helping with the deception since day 1, so they all know abt everything! theyre the only ppl in padmes life aside from bail who DO know

@finwe77 cal indoctrinated them asap. aaren (human, not pictured) and sayuri (togruta) were definite holdouts but sayuri seceded bc her bestie Zakhar wanted to match, and Aaren probably just got cold and stopped being annoying abt it

i would potentially have to say luke spooned someone to death if it was...

sorry i was gonna answer this w an art but now i cba so its been in my inbox forever LOL anyway they're all too old and they all gasped in horror to say "oh force there may've been a second sporker out there..."

[squirrel-art]

Woe, Darth Hole be upon ye

You can tell this is her business-casual attire rather than her full Sithy Uniform because her veil is only semi-opaque, and you can see her whole face and even parts of her neck! Scandalous.

[jazzraft]

NYX ULRIC FOR MOST FUCKABLE CAMPAIGN: Day 3

Woe, I be upon ye, with a lovingly crafted, academically cited argument as to why Nyx Ulric is more fuckable than Biggs FF7 for the @most-fuckable-ff-man poll. (Listen, Sephiroth is just going to win the trophy in the end because Final Fantasy fans are basic, can we at least knock out the rest of FF7 and give the other games a chance?) I have provided compelling evidence for most cases, please do your due diligence as a free thinking tumblrina and click through the links. It is my firm stance that, if presented in his full context, you will find that Nyx Ulric is indeed more fuckable than the opposing candidate.

VOTE NYX!

leather pants need I say more?

chest scars don't you just want to trace them... with tongue?

TATTOOS that mean something, don't you want to crack him open during pillow talk and find out what?

dom energy if you don't see it you ain't old enough to vote sorry

SCRUFF (see above)

smolder

bitchin jacket

supermodel strut

love a man in uniform

immigrant spirit

loyal to a fault

feminist

pansexual (I know more than you)

literally on fire and looks good doing it

heroic jawline, bastard smirk

culturally significant braids (a man with no culture is not fuckable sorry biggs you have no roots)

stays dead like a real man and doesn't need daddy square enix to deus ex machina his ass for franchising purposes like a capitalist COWARD biggs

MODELED AFTER A GAY FRENCH PORN STAR FR

fights imperialist bastards and looks good doing it

spits in the face of god

told a 100 crusty old ghost monarchs to go fuck themselves and they rewarded him for it

voiced by that breaking bad guy you're all obsessed with

his weapon of choice is these bad boys. takes a real fuckable guy to look your enemy in the eyes as he bleeds out beneath you

stared down the threat of tentacle porn and did not even flinch. fuckable - the freaky kind

i'm sorry, did biggs take on one of the most fearsome bosses in final fantasy single handedly and WIN? did he take down more than one?? no I don't think so, you'd need to be a main character to do that /shot

this is what he looks like when wet.

Fellow simps, if you're out there, feel free to add and reblog so the masses know what they're missing. I will not be taking questions from the press at this time. Please vote responsibly.

[gaytwirights]

School keeps beating my ass. Woe designs for my Nemesis Twiright AU be upon ye

Starting off with the star of the show, madam Nemesis Twiright-Octo, first vice president, and second president of Tasan-Levianta (hat and no hat)

One thing I noticed about her various incarnations (Levia and Elluka), both of them would take on a purpose based on what the world needed. Levia studies psychology in order to understand HERS, and Elluka (post pride arc) sought the vessels of sin in order to stop them from falling into the wrong hands. This is why I felt that, if Nemesis grew up as a proper lady of society (as proper as she can be when she was raised by Seth Fuckin Twiright) she would still take up politics. The early 1900s had a lot of political tension, and I feel like the former millennium prodigy would feel really at home in that sort of environment

My idea is that she studied at a religious school in Aceid for her grade school and high school, then she went to Levin University in Levianta for college at... 14? Then after graduation she joined the Tasan Party and took up journalism to expose corruption. This would get her involved with the Levianta Revolution, and also a means to get into politics. Yes I realize that this would put her in a position to become dictator of Levianta, but >:3 we'll see where this goes

Also I'm gonna be honest. I think she's the sort of autistic where she just has copies of the same outfit. Like miles edgeworth

Next, our second guy

Seth Twiright, math teacher at the Academy of Saint Clarith in Aceid

So... This is a Kiyoteru reference. But also, education is a big part of a child's life, and I believe children of school staff can attend without tuition (at least. That's how it was in my old school), so it's just a logical choice to earn money (to keep Nemesis alive) without needing to spend that money on tuition

So that green fit is his uniform as a teacher at ASC, but the other two?

:3

Thirdly, heading Project Lunaca, is this handsome fellow who none of us had seen before, physicist Sonne Voskhod!

So Nemesis does end up facing some backlash after he leaves a note about the dangers of a nuclear bomb and just completely disappears, presumed to have committed suicide

But like. The war isn't gonna win itself! Get working, team! My father once said there's an ancient and powerful explosive in an ancient laboratory in northern Levianta! Get excavating! (Yeah I want Amostia involved)

And of course, I'm not Tumblr user gaytwirights if I'm not involving DragonMask!

The lovely Lena Asayeva, a professor at Levin University. Because I think it's such BULLSHIT that so much was going on with Levia's reincarnation, and Behemo wasn't there in the background, Doing Something, like in the envy arc

What's she doing?

>:3

Our next character is one of my more... inspired choices

See, if Nemesis was a brilliant prodigy with a teacher for a father, she wouldn't really end up in a gang, would she?

In that case, there's no reason for the Titanis to sink, and no reason for Gallerian to fall to greed

But we know that Ma was establishing connections with the Marlon family at this time

Which brings us to...

It brings us to the image limit, apparently. Damn

[rad-guts]

woe! idpd ocs upon ye!!

had these guys since 2020, finally got a decent drawing of them w a fresh coat of paint!! :) uniform designs based off @cafe-yleche 's !!

[specterthief]

my drawing inspo finally returned from war because i was talking about the ep 8 eve on twt again and remembered i wanted to try and come up with a name and full reference for him sometime so. woe adam ex-boyfriend be upon ye (name/design process details under the cut)

i decided to make him a little older and just babyfaced because unlike the dk trio and most of their friends he isn't wearing a school uniform, and i gave him blue eyes because he has the same blue image color glow in the zone as langa does, height is just a guess because he looks a little shorter than adam (who according to the concept art is 178 cm in the dk era) so i figured he was probably around reki's height

amuro (安室) is the name of an okinawan island as well as a surname that's more common in okinawa, and it's also the name of the first gundam protagonist (who has a complicated relationship with The trope-defining masked antagonist)

sho (翔) is written with the kanji for "soar" because there's a blink-and-you-miss-it shot that shows he has an eagle painted on his skateboard and i wanted something related to that

[thesmallmeggles]

The Triumphant Return Of Zanzo Headcanons...

Or is it? 😉

Woe, Hi-Fi Rush Roleplay Server Zanzo be upon ye! *Everything in canon plus my earlier headcanons still apply, this is just for information specific to him*

Motozawa Zanzo, "Zim"

🍍 The epitome of "Sinnamon Roll". He's a (kind of?) sweetheart but he keeps causing problems for everyone

Sometimes I worry I play him too soft & sensitive but that's nbd

🍍 The other Zanzos in the server gave him his nickname (There are multiple timelines converging together in the Vandelay Forums. Makes for fun times 🙂)

🍍Zim Capitalizes Every Word He Types. unless he's feeling sad/insecure, then he goes lower case

Backstory Related

🍍 This man is trans! He'd been living in stealth for decades before coming out in the Forums

🍍Zim looked into Project Armstrong on his own time while recovering in the hospital from canon events. He didn't get far with it

🍍He tried to teach Zimverse!Kale the Torture Dance sometime in the past. Efforts were unsuccessful

🍍While I have mentioned him being in court before in RP, the reason was because he participated in a joyride as a teenager. Some questionable friends persuaded him to steal the Motozawas' car and they crashed it into a warehouse. Zim's dad sat with him in the courtroom for the trial- did not reduce his anxiety about the whole ordeal. This event led to a greater rift growing between Zim and his family

Romance Related

🍍He crushes hard on Macaron. If Mac wasn't his boss, he'd be more open about it

🍍Zim has had, at most, five long term partners overall, including Violet. Most of them... weren't great. He's also had multiple short term relationships, which I won't elaborate on, but they were 🌶️spicy🌶️

🍍He often avoids PDA because of both his variable tolerance for physical touch and the culture he grew up in. He is also touch starved and almost constantly craves physical contact

🍍Zim loves imagining his partners dressed in different outfits, including maid uniforms. Not necessarily a kinky thing but it can skew that way

Random Fun Facts

🍍Loves Halloween And Spicy Food. He likes citrus desserts, especially lemon flavored things. No Liquorice for him (black liquorice). He likes pineapple on pizza, mushrooms are a "no". Vandelay Island tap water tastes weird to him

🍍He's been into robotics since he was five. Snakes, worms, and slugs are his current favorite animals among several others

🍍Superfan of a virtual pop star named Natsume Miso (wonder who that's a reference to 😆). He's currently revamping a project to make her "real".

🍍In addition to his own plushies and various figures + model kits (Miso being among them), Zanzo owns Tetsuo the sensory slug (gift from Violet) and a plush octopus named Tako-san. He owned a green wiggle worm named Midori in childhood; Bullies flushed it down the toilet :(

🍍Favorite scent is new model kit/figure, so basically plastic

🍍The idea of no clipping out of reality freaks him out

🍍His favorite horror media tend to involve either body horror or aliens

🍍He's drawn sparkle dogs before

🍍Birds attack his neurals

🍍He has burn scars from spilling ramen noodle cups on himself. (Mainly on his torso since getting prosthetics.) Poor motor and impulse control make for struggles.

🍍Not mentioned in RP, but he owns chewelry in various geeky themes. He exclusively uses them in the privacy of home

🍍 He is also known to view anime through 🏴‍☠️certain avenues🏴‍☠️. He first learned about it from anime forums, since he couldn't always watch his favorite shows on regular television and was too broke to buy physical media sets. The latter detail isn't so much of an issue since working for Vandelay (he buys LOTS of merch), but old habits die hard

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

The very first reaction when I saw the last anon ask earlier today was jst

you dare shittalk the hat too oooooh woe, plague be upon ye

because that was the sixth time I saw someone wanting to get rid of Rooks hat in 2 days and did I miss something because what did that hat do you y'all 😂😭 (but also bless you for accepting the hair as it is 😌🫶)

[Referencing this post!]

… Did that comment come from Rollo 😂 He’s offended because he, too, has a questionable haircut and a big, flashy hat—

I think people probably don’t like the hat because it stick out so much? No other student really consistently wears a hat (particularly if we’re looking at the school uniforms, not the dorm uniforms). Think about it: Rook’s wearing hats in the vast majority of his cards: school uniform, PE uniform, masquerade, labwear, ceremonial robes (?), beans camo, portfest, masterchef/culinary crucibles, dorm uniform, Halloween, union birthday, AND broomquet.

Furthermore, the usual hat that Rook does wear is very flashy due to the big feather in it. It might come off to the audience as a bit “too much”.

… I’m so used to the hat now that Rook looks weird to me when he’s not wearing one 😂 Like, Ghost Marriage/Suitor Suit and Birthday Boy Rook is so… weird.

IT’S OKAY, ROOK 🤡 WE’LL ACCEPT YOUR BOB CUT AND GAUDY HAT……………..... . . . ..... .. . . . .... .. . .. .. . . .. . . . .. . .. .. ........ .... .

Side note: I realized recently that Rook wears a very similar hat to my favorite fearless hero Puss in Boots 😌

[catonatrain]

[Image ID: Man from the WOE PLAGUE BE UPON YE MEME throwing a chibi of Midorima in his school uniform to the viewer. The text reads "WOE MIDO BE UPON YE." End ID.]

before june 28th 2023 YOU 🫵 want to vote for midorima shintaro so badly in this poll

[sambuchito]

buenas tardes jaz. woe, carrillo be upon ye

Bonus benjamín cagado de frio (he just like me fr)

CADA DIA MAS CERCA DE MI PINCHA SLUTTY UNIFORM AGENDA

[plentyghosts]

🦃 for the bird ask game. And I hope you’re having a lovely evening! 💕

ty, i hope you're having a good evening too :]

🦃 a big, meaty quote

SQ wakes in the morning, sore and uncomfortable with the sticking image of a memory still lingering in the back of his head. Like the filmy aftertaste of milk just about to go sour. It's a gorgeous day outside, even though it feels like it shouldn't be. The memory is bittersweet. He can still feel the weight of the messengers sash heavy on his shoulders. He often felt it around his waist, as well, where his Executive sash had once been tied. Sometimes he still expected to see a neatly-ironed uniform in the mirror. But all he saw was jeans and a too-big t-shirt with a fading sunflower.

WOE, PARAGRAPH BE UPON YE

[fighter-spirits]

3, 5, 24 for the ship ask

list

i was gonna go with gaeringo but all the answers were boring so woe phoskray be upon ye

3: Do they wear the other’s clothes? (sweatshirt, bandana, necklace, etc.) - i think phos wishes he could steal more of kray’s clothes, but that man tends to live in uniform… though phos will steal some of his few t-shirts and sweaters. likes wearing his shirts to bed

5: Describe their cozy night in. - phos curled up in kray’s only arm. kray’s probably reading on a tablet while phosphorus is watching tv. there’s lots of kisses stolen on phosphorus’s side, and kray eventually will probably open his eyes to glare and give a halfhearted “you’re disturbing my reading”.

24: Who’s more likely to give the other a massage? - phos probably, as much as i love the big strong guy giving massages. phos doesn’t have any training or anything, he just likes touching kray’s muscles. i do think that if warranted kray may massage phos’s neck or back, but he tends not to

[dru-plays-starbound]

Home That Our Feet May Leave, But Not Our Hearts

Universe: Starbound CW: Swearing, deliberate tense switching Words: 3212 Context: Started for August's monthly prompt: "Home". Finished for the Woe, Cubes be Upon Ye Protectorate Event. Title is from The Poet at the Breakfast Table by Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr. Concrit welcome. Or read on AO3 Tag list (ask for +/-): @jacquesfindswritingandadvice, @writeblrsupport

Somewhere, an alarm is chirping incessantly. Mio pulls the covers up, trying to drown out the sound. "Cadet." The voice has an electronic cadence, devoid of emotion. "Cadet, wake up. I calculate a 99% chance that you will be late if you don't get up now." Mio throws the covers back. "SAIL?" "No. This is your other automated assistant, LIAS." The delivery is almost deadpan. "Oh, very funny," Mio replies, equally deadpan. "You know, I regret ever installing that sarcasm module. Just my luck it was unstable…" The air is the first thing she notices – it's fresh and clear, devoid of the synthetic smell recycled air carries. The light is bright and warm, reflecting off light grey and orange walls. Mio nictitates. "SAIL, what day is it?" SAIL's audio crackles as it plays a snippet from an old movie, "Why, it's Christmas Day!" "Ocean Tides, SAIL!" Mio runs a hand over her face. "Mio, are you unwell? Did you somehow forget today is your graduation day?"

Mio fumbles out of bed and stares at the room. "I think I'm dreaming…" The sunset postcard and hula girl Lonny got from xir sister. Goldwall's maintenance manuals next to Chian's trashy romance novels next to Mio's textbooks. Xilli's turtle plush, Fabian's guitar… It's all exactly as Mio remembers, right down to Chian's clothes spilling out of the drawers. Mio pulls the turtle plush off its shelf, crushing it against her chest. She can feel the soft pile, feel it tickle the membranes of her hands. It even has the little worn spot on the top of its paw that they all rubbed for luck or anxiety. Mio finds herself thumbing it even now. This doesn't feel like a dream, and yet… "SAIL, what the fuck is going on?"

"Mio, I am concerned. I know you have been looking forward to graduation day; however, I recommend you forgo the ceremony and instead get checked out by the medical team." "I feel fine, SAIL. I'm just…" Already the lines are blurring. "I'm confused. I had a dream? The craziest dream. The Protectorate was gone, the Earth was destroyed… I met Grand Protector Bright, and she had me collecting these relics…" Mio shakes her head. "Your vitals seem normal," SAIL says, though its tone is reluctant. "If you are to make Graduation, you must hurry." "Right." So Mio shakes off the remnants of her confusion and hurries. Bathroom ablutions are done in haste, her uniform – perfect from where it was laid out the night before – is donned, and she grabs a slice of cold toast Xilli has left out for her, chewing as she rushes through the halls.

Lonny is the first to see her. Xe waves and laughs as Mio is hustled in with her group. They may be Dorm B, but their outstanding performance means they graduate first. As a diplomat, Mio is their team leader and is hustled right to the front of the queue. "Anxious. Hurry, Mio. The ceremony is about to start," Goldwall says, nudging her through. "Why isss Mio sso late?" Chian hisses as Mio passes. "I had a bizarre dream. SAIL was this close to shocking me awake." Xilli clacks her beak. "Tell us about it later. Did you manage to eat something?" "Yes. I found the toast, thank you!" Xilli nuzzles Mio's fronds. "Someone's got to take care of our Captain." "Not Captain!" Fabian chuckles, his eyes dancing. "Not yet." Because they all know it's coming, Mio thinks as she stands proud at the front of the line, straightening her uniform. The six of them will be deployed to join an existing crew, and in a few years they'll get their own ship, and then she'll be Captain.

There's applause as Grand Protector Portia steps up to the podium and begins her speech. A sense of déjà vue floods over Mio, like she's heard these words before. "Today, in the name of peace," Portia is saying. Mio's stomach clenches, dread and fear rising. She shakes her head. "You okay?" Fabian whispers into her ear. "I feel strange," Mio whispers back. Fabian squeezes her shoulder. "It's just-" he starts, but a rumble interrupts him. "Huh?" Mio moves instinctively, like she's done this dance before. She spins, shoving Fabian hard. A chunk of concrete drops from the ceiling between them. "Mio!" "Run!" she screams back.

There is nowhere to go but the stage. Mio's running, scooping the Matter Manipulator up, even as Portia, wrapped in the huge tentacle of some giant beast, is shouting at her to run. She's chased down the corridors by screams and the noise of ripping infrastructure, and arrives on the shuttle pad as smaller tentacles worm their way through the building towards her.

SAIL guides her to a waiting hylotl ship, something she can reliably pilot, and she shoves the AI into the ship's waiting port. As Mio runs the start-up procedures, she can't help but wish Lonny was here next to her. Xe's a far better pilot than she is. Her heart twists. She left her crew. Her family. Her love. "Cadet, I have released the shuttle and plotted a route away from the planet. You may launch." Mio's hand wavers. "Mio. Launch." She hits the ignition, and they rise through the atmosphere. "Engaging FTL… Now!" In her haste, Mio has forgotten her seatbelt. She's slammed back into her seat, then forward. Her head hits the console, and everything goes dark.

–

Mio wakes with a start, jerking upright, and leaping away from a bed. "SAIL?" she calls, voice tight with panic "Good morning," comes the AI's modulated voice. "Where are we?" "Mio?" SAIL sounds worried. "You are in your dormitory at the Terrene Protectorate Academy." "But we-" Mio turns frantically. Golden light reflects off orange and white walls. "There was-" She pulls the turtle plush down from the shelf, crushing it against her chest and thumbing at the bare spot on its paw. "What the fuck?" "You were dreaming, Mio," SAIL says. "I was just about to wake you. If you do not hurry, you'll be late for your graduation." "The graduation!" Mio's eyes widen. "Tides, I have to warn them! Where's Grand Protector Portia?" "She's currently in her quarters. Mio, what are you talking about?" The turtle plush is thrown onto Xilli's bed as Mio runs out of the room, still in her PJs. "Get Fabian on comms. Tell him to grab the crew and our families and get to a shuttle now." "Mio, I understand the last term has been stressful for you-" "Damnit, SAIL! Just do it!"

Mio slides to a halt in front of the Grand Protector's quarters. Taking a breath, she straightens her pyjama top. From within comes Portia's muffled voice, "For over 500 years, we have stood honourably… No, no. We have stood proud…" Mio rings the bell, and the door hisses open. "Blast, is it time already?" Portia asks. Her white hair is neatly swept back, and her ceremonial uniform is missing the golden epaulettes. She's mistaken Mio for her escort. "Ma'am, no. I'm not here to take you to the ceremony. I'm here to take you to safety." "I beg your pardon?" "My name is Mio. I'm a final-year cadet. This will sound crazy, I'm sure, and I can't explain how I know, but we're going to be attacked." Mio swallows. "You'll say 'we welcome our newest compatriots, and present each of them with our greatest tool' and then a giant tentacle will kill you. Please, I must get you to safety." Portia waits for a second, then laughs. "I commend you, Cadet Mio. Usually, the pranks are after the ceremony. I think this is one for the history books." "Ma'am, please. This isn't a prank. Earth is going to be destroyed. I'm trying to warn you!" Portia gives Mio an indulgent smile. "Listen, Cadet. This is one of the more unique and inventive stories I've been given in my tenure as Grand Protector, so I applaud you for that. But I need to finish getting ready. Come and find me afterwards, eh?" Portia turns away, but Mio sticks her foot in the door. She knows she's not being very diplomatic, but the panic for what's going to happen seems to have robbed her good sense. "Ma'am," Mio says firmly. "There's not going to be an after if we don't act now!" "That's enough, Cadet." Portia has a shock weapon in her hand. Mio can already anticipate what's going to happen but knows she still has to try. She takes a step into the Grand Protector's quarters. "Ma'am, please-" Mio's whole body locks up, muscles frozen from the electrical discharge Portia's just struck her with. Mio hits the ground, and everything goes dark.

–

"Cadet. Cadet, wake up." Mio lies in the bed for a moment longer, ignoring the alarm, ignoring SAIL's prodding to rise. Her gaze flits over her surrounds – orange walls, warm sunlight, yellow bedspread – and she sighs. "Hush, SAIL. I'm getting up," Mio says. Mio dresses, eats both slices of the cold toast, and rubs the turtle plush's paw. "It is quite impressive that you can remain so serene when you are running so late. Well done you," SAIL says. Mio says nothing in response, only gives a grim little smile as she exits the dormitory.

"Mio, where are you going?" SAIL says. "The main hall is in the other direction." "I know. Please get Fabian on comms. Tell him to round up the crew and our families, and get them to a shuttle immediately." Mio runs a fond hand over the orange panelling. "Tell him I'm sorry, I won't be joining them." "The message has been sent. Mio, I am concerned. It is unlike you to behave so irrationally." Mio stops at a door, and prises off the keypad's face, fiddling with its innards as Chian taught her. "If something happens once, that's a fluke," she says to SAIL, as she works on the lock mechanism. "If it happens a second time, it's a coincidence. But once something happens a third time, it's a pattern. Agreed?" "Agreed," comes SAIL's cautious assessment. "Then I'm stuck in some kind of time loop. In just under an hour, an eldritch creature is going to obliterate Earth. I don't know why or how this is happening to me, but I've got a chance to stop the beast, so I'm going to take it."

The door hisses open and lights flicker on as Mio walks into a room filled with stacks of weapons and munitions. She walks directly to a cage in the back and picks the lock. "Mio, are you sure you didn't just have a dream?" Mio snorts as she finds what she's looking for – a monstrosity in black and shiny grey. "Yes, SAIL, I had a dream. My dream was to graduate with my friends. To go to the afterparty and introduce my girlfriend to my parents. To have my mother be proud of me. "My dream was to go into space with the people I've spent the last four years training with, to lead them to bold new horizons and share their adventures. "Instead, I end up stranded, Tides' knows where, on a dead ship, all alone. My home, destroyed. Everyone I cared about, murdered. I had to claw my life back, block by block." Mio shoulders the rocket launcher. "The Ruin destroyed my dream. The fuck am I letting it happen again."

It takes longer than Mio would like to get up to the hatch beside the Hall's dome, and many strange looks, but she pulls on the harness, hooks herself onto the safety rail, and starts the climb. The dome is the highest place on the Academy campus. She only knows how to get up here because Whip brought her one morning to watch the sunrise. It had been magical – the golden sunlight glittering off the Thames, turning it into a ribbon of molten gold, and Whip's warm arm around her, protecting her from the wind. The city, unblemished, spreads out before her now, as Mio sets up the rocket launcher. There're no strong, warm arms this time to protect her from the racing wind, and she has to brace herself against the safety rail. SAIL has long since stopped complaining; she can only hope it hasn't sent for Security forces.

The Ruin appears in the blink of an eye. One moment all is serene – the next, the sky is filled with smoke, debris and banded purple tentacles. Through the darkness, Mio sees the glint of something vast and yellow. She aims and fires the rocket launcher. There is an unholy screech. Thick tentacles reach out for her, but she fires again, blasting them apart. The dome shakes. Mio loses her footing. She drops the Ex Machina and watches it skitter away. Something strikes her back. Mio feels the taut safety line snap, and she's plunging towards the edge of the dome. She falls, and everything goes black.

–

An alarm chirps. "Cadet-" "Fuck off, SAIL," Mio says, rolling over. "I'm sick."

An hour later, the building shakes. Mio is knocked out of bed. Goldwall's toolbox falls off a shelf and hits her on the head. Everything goes dark.

–

"Cadet-" "I had a dream that told me not to graduate today," Mio tells SAIL before it can get any further chivvying her awake. She dresses, eats her toast, and tidies the dormitory. As she's putting Chian's clothes away, Mio smiles, thinking of Freya's tendency to drop her clothes wherever.

Mio takes her time strolling down the corridor, chatting to the graduate students. She fixes the vending machine using a trick Nobu taught her, helps the janitor clear the walkway of blossoms – not unlike sweeping flour from Sparkfoot's galley – and sits under the tree, listening to the second-year recite poetry that reminds her of Sakura's. Mio stays on the bench after the second-year leaves, admiring the view and thinking that Kata would like the wind chimes. Then the beast comes. The tree is uprooted, and a falling branch knocks her unconscious.

–

The alarm that woke her was the warning blare of defective machinery. Rather than 'Cadet', SAIL was crying, "Captain! Captain!" The air that greeted her nose was stale, her vision wavering and tinted green as she stared through the darkness at the orange shape flitting distantly. Mio twisted, looking around, trying to figure out where she was. Another flicker, white this time, and closer too. "She's waking up! Get her out of there!" "The mechanism's bust. We'll need to get her out manually." The voices were muted, as if coming through thick glass, or water. Mio nictitated. She pressed her hands against a wall of glass. A tank? Why, by the Ocean Tides, was she in a tank? "Guys!" "I'll do it." Another figure resolved out of the wavering darkness, unmistakably a hylotl by their cyan and lavender markings. Their webbed hands and feet clung to the outside of the tank as they climbed it. Metal reverberated against metal, making the tank shake. Mio gripped the walls, fearful of ending up crushed and cut. But the tank didn't fall. The top was removed, and the other hylotl slid in with her. «Leader,» said the hylotl. Mio nictitated. It had been so long since she'd heard the underwater language, that she struggled to understand them for a moment. «What this?» Mio asked. «Rescue.» The hylotl smiled, achingly familiar. Mio was sure she knew this one, but like spume in a storm, their name escaped her. «Hold still. Many points to remove.» «Points?» The hylotl reached up to her head and pulled something off Mio's scalp. Mio screamed, the tank fluid filling with bubbles as she fought to get away from the searing pain. «Leader, leader, wait,» the other tried to soothe. «No! Pain! Pain!» The other launched themself up, leaning over the top of the tank. "Fife, do you have something that can help?" "Try this." The one in white hands a tube of something to the other. "It's a cream that should make the electrodes come off easier."

Mio's mind whirled as the other hylotl massaged the cream into her fronds, lifting the electrodes from her skull. Fife… Fife is a medic. Fife is her medic. The orange blob resolved itself into the form of an avian… Xictli, Mio's second in command. That makes the hylotl… «Youko.» It's not possible to whisper underwater, so zir attention was on her instantly. «Yes?» Mio nictitated. «Nothing. Continue.» As ze went back to the business of freeing Mio from whatever contraption she'd fallen into, Mio can't help but feel a fluttering in her chest. This is her crew. Her family. They came to rescue her, to take her back to her ship, which she captains. Mio put a hand to her head. Her memories are all so jumbled.

Finally, Youko was done. Ze helped her from the tank and into Xictli and Fife's waiting arms. "What happened?" Mio asked as Fife looked her over. "Your last reported position was just outside this facility." SAIL's words were perfunctory, but its tone was fretful. "You declared your intent to investigate an abandoned apex research facility and shortly afterwards your comms died. I waited three hours, planet time, per our standard procedure, then alerted the crew to your disappearance." "When we arrived," Xictli said, "the place was not as abandoned as expected. We can only surmise you were taken by surprise, captured, and put in this… contraption. I'm sorry it took us so long to find you." "How long?" "A few days." "I can see your vitals are stable," SAIL said, "and aside from some malnutrition, you have no outward signs of injury. Doctor, do you concur?" "I'll do a full diagnostic back on the ship," Fife said. "But from initial evidence, I concur. How do you feel?" Mio opened her mouth, then shut it again and shook her head. "That's fine," Fife said. "It's alright to be confused. I can't imagine what they were doing to you." Yon smiled gently. "Let's get you back home." Mio recoiled. "What?" "To… to the ship?" Fife frowned and glanced at Xictli. "I'm going to need a full workup on what that machine was doing." Xictli ground her beak, hands curling into fists. "I'll bring a team back down after the Captain is safe." Mio closed her eyes briefly. "The base is Miniknog. It's thought reassignment R&D. What-" Her voice stuck in her throat. "What was the programme set to?" Xictli and Youko shared a look. "To assess the subject's perception of 'Home'," Xictli said. Mio nictitated rapidly, flaring her gills. "Of course it fucking was," she said with a choked laugh.

As they rose through the floors of the underground lab, Mio watched her team work on her extraction. They might not be the crew she thought she'd have, and they may not have been the ones she wanted. Nonetheless, they were her crew, the ones she'd chosen, bit by bit. She cared for them – shared their adventures, their triumphs and tribulations. They had, she realised, become as much of a family as her first crew; and her ship as much of a home as the Terrene Protectorate.

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SHOW US YOUR OUTFIT DESIGNER SLOTS TYR

send a swtor oc + I'll reveal some bits about their outfitter slots!

kfdlnaldsfnl see the problem with tyr is wHICH OF THE LIKE THREE RUNS OF HIM WOULD YOU LIKE??? lmaooo, he has. a slightly different set for each one. send help!!!

So uhh, in short, his most recent run (2nd... replay, 3rd run of his agent story overall) only has about 7 currently in-use, but he's barely started Chapter Two, so I promise this will change.

Because my main run for him (1st replay, 2nd overall run) on Satele Shan he has... >.> [sweats] I think he's at like 20 or something? I'm scared to count again.

But replay Tyr does have one of my favorite outfits for him atm, I think. I might need to add this into his slots on SS. My only possible alteration to this one is I don't have a rifle currently stamped to it, but I think it's because I am... genuinely equipped with one I wanted to stick with for a while.

So this is both a more casual set of gear for him and something that's meant to blend a little bit more with the SIS team. It's less uniform and sharp edges than his typical gear for Imperial Intelligence, which means it's both a good fit for the team and something he's more likely to wear when he and his own crew are just off the Phantom for the few unscheduled days they do get away from Intel.

And I apparently do not have any of this color unified, but the top is dyed.

E-313 Heavy Repeating Disruptor (Rifle, available from the specialty vendor on Tatooine, iirc?)

Corellian Pilot's Jacket (Primary Black Dye Module)

Corellian Pilot's Pants + Boots (This set is my new work horse; not quite a complete replacer for the way I overutilize the everloving fuck out of the Frontline Slicer's set for him but anyway)

Secret Agent's Gloves (bc I'm. abnormal about this man in fingerless gloves)

Intelligence Agent's Belt

and Theron Shan's bracers

I get a giggle out of using a few agent pieces from a few different sets because he is one and he ends up romancing Theron, lol, but Tyr can enjoy something that feels comfortable and isn't restrictive or over the top enough to stop him from working in it. It's functional, it's comfortable, I think he looks good in black, and dare I allow Tyr to also think he looks good in black.

Tyr's uhm. runaway fashion on his like. 20 outfitter slots IS available, and I have it split into two posts, lmao, kinda based around era. His SS playthru ~vanilla 1-50 collection can be found here (woe, my affection for Frontline Slicer's Boots be upon ye!), and his updates for what I've made him in the expacs can be found here. I don't... think he's spontaneously generated more since that post... but now I have to check because I'm already here.

OKAY, HE HAS NOT. THAT DOES NOT MEAN I'M SAFE. So long as this man has open outfitter slots, I'm so not safe. Please pray for me. Maybe stop praying for Tyr. He might be too powerful at this point.

His og run on Star Forge still exists but his inventory and his outfitter is kind of all over the place and most of his truly good and important 'fits made it into the SS playthru with what I'd call only positive updates.

And yes. He has expensive taste. Maybe pray for my wallet, while we're at it.