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khanaa-runestrider said:
(This is likely a flashback) “Must be nice, getting to stand there all heroic-like.” Severna hadn’t stopped talking for the last ten minutes or so. She stood close to the door, taunting Veriinya on the other side. “Really though you’re not any better than us. It’s just business. It’s just a paycheck. You’ve got your priestess back now, so why not let us out?” While she spoke, her lockpicking tools worked in the latch as quiet as possible, angling for escape. “Isn’t that what you do-gooders… do?”
keialaar replied:

Prompt #9 – Oct. 18th, 2014: Everyone’s made a promise to someone else at some point in their life – even if they never meant to follow through. Your character breaks an important promise to another.

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Veriinya opened the door, surprising the Rangari.  Severna paused, staring as the fighter pushed her back into the room.

"You are operating under the misapprehension that I am a ‘do-gooder’."  The door closed behind them.  "You helped violate someone I care a great deal for."   Rolling up her sleeves, she moved into the room.  "And it’s time you answered for that."

Hours later, she finished wrapping a bandage around her middle; she was pretty sure Severna had cracked a rib.  Her knuckles were a mess, she’d need to get that tended to before returning to Shattrath.  Zimina would worry.

Picking up her communicator, she keyed a personal call.  “Zrimgor?  It’s Veriinya.  I turned them loose, I’m convinced they did not know anything.  I’ll pursue other inquiries and see if anything turns up.”   The message recorded, she closed the communicator and looked at the swollen, bloody faces of Zimina’s kidnappers. 

Severna managed a sneer.  “You really are no better than we are.”  Her lip was split in two places, and her eye was nearly swollen shut.

Veriinya smiled; it wasn’t a pretty expression.  “You’re right. I’m not.”

malvalen:

khanaa-runestrider:

(Yowza. So that’s what happened to them!

Severna was introduced here.)

Zrimgor peered down at his communicator as he listened to the message. “… if that is what you see fit to do, Veriinya, I trust your judgment,” he responded. Something about the message didn’t sound quite right, but he was in no position to question it at the moment. He had a sleeping priestess to tend to.

((Hope you don’t mind if I add a little to this. :3))

Not at all! More interaction with Zee is always welcomed. :)

#RP

In the last night that the Shadows stayed in the safehouse, Veriinya found a quiet place to spread out her blanket, tucking her comm up against her ear and playing back a recorded message.

She closed her eyes as Zimina’s voice began singing into her ear. 

Just when you think
Hope is lost,
And giving up
Is all you got,
And blue turns black,
Your confidence is cracked,
There seems no turning back from here

Sometimes there isn’t an obvious explanation
Why the holiest hearts can feel the strongest palpitations

That’s when you can build a bridge of light,
That’s what turns the wrong so right
That’s when you can’t give up the fight

That’s when love turns night time into day,
That’s when loneliness goes away,
That’s why you gotta be strong tonight,
Only love can build us a bridge of light

When your feet are made of stone
And you’re convinced that you’re all alone
Look at the stars instead of the dark
You’ll find your heart shines like the sun

Let’s not let our anger get us lost
And the need to be right comes with way too high a cost

That’s when love can build a bridge of light
That’s what turns the wrong so right
That’s when you know it’s worth the fight

That’s when love turns night time into day
That’s when loneliness goes away,
That’s why you gotta be strong tonight
‘Cause only love can build us a bridge of light

Deep breath, take it on the chin
But don’t forget to let the love back in

That’s when love can build a bridge of light
That’s what turns the wrong so right
That’s when you can’t give up the fight

And that’s when love turns night time into day,
That’s when loneliness goes away
That’s why you gotta be strong tonight
‘Cause only love can build us a bridge of light

Only love can build us a bridge of light…

Of light….
Of light…

Tears burned hot in her eyes as she rolled to face a wall so no one would see her cry.  It was so difficult right now, to see brightness in the future, and everyone in that building needed to see strength, not fear and uncertainty.

khanaa-runestrider

kyssandrith:

smith-hadeon:

malvalen:

smith-hadeon
He’s perpetually falling on my screen, and he looks SO MAD ABOUT IT.

DISHONOR ON YOUR COW.

so mad.
wow.
much rage.

You two are so adorable. <3

kyssandrith:

smith-hadeon:

malvalen:

smith-hadeon

He’s perpetually falling on my screen, and he looks SO MAD ABOUT IT.

DISHONOR ON YOUR COW.

so mad.

wow.

much rage.

You two are so adorable. <3

khanaa-runestrider said:
(This is likely a flashback) “Must be nice, getting to stand there all heroic-like.” Severna hadn’t stopped talking for the last ten minutes or so. She stood close to the door, taunting Veriinya on the other side. “Really though you’re not any better than us. It’s just business. It’s just a paycheck. You’ve got your priestess back now, so why not let us out?” While she spoke, her lockpicking tools worked in the latch as quiet as possible, angling for escape. “Isn’t that what you do-gooders… do?”

Prompt #9 – Oct. 18th, 2014: Everyone’s made a promise to someone else at some point in their life – even if they never meant to follow through. Your character breaks an important promise to another.

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Veriinya opened the door, surprising the Rangari.  Severna paused, staring as the fighter pushed her back into the room.

"You are operating under the misapprehension that I am a ‘do-gooder’."  The door closed behind them.  "You helped violate someone I care a great deal for."   Rolling up her sleeves, she moved into the room.  "And it’s time you answered for that."

Hours later, she finished wrapping a bandage around her middle; she was pretty sure Severna had cracked a rib.  Her knuckles were a mess, she’d need to get that tended to before returning to Shattrath.  Zimina would worry.

Picking up her communicator, she keyed a personal call.  “Zrimgor?  It’s Veriinya.  I turned them loose, I’m convinced they did not know anything.  I’ll pursue other inquiries and see if anything turns up.”   The message recorded, she closed the communicator and looked at the swollen, bloody faces of Zimina’s kidnappers. 

Severna managed a sneer.  “You really are no better than we are.”  Her lip was split in two places, and her eye was nearly swollen shut.

Veriinya smiled; it wasn’t a pretty expression.  “You’re right. I’m not.”

khanaa-runestrider said:
One of the common features of every prison, it seemed, was some kind of vermin. A small, dark rat scampers through the halls, seeking. As it scurries it emits a faint trail of shadow that dissipates a few moments after. It finds the cell it was looking for, and slips in. It its mouth is a small device, a twice-stolen communicator unit still unbound to an individual. It eyes the small woman inside, instincts driving it to flee, but a distant mind prompts it forward, out into Keialaar’s view.

I failed at reply to this properly - The response to this ask is part of my Shadows of Argus sitewrite - link here!

kyssandrith said:
I love how freaking genuine your characters are. I love their interactions, how they relate to each other. I love the little things. The little details that you bring out. I can see them and their mannerisms so clearly, and I love it. They're not just characters- they take up their own real space in the world as much as fictional characters can. And they give me feels all the freaking time. OH GOD THE FEELS. I really care about them. And I love so much that you evoke that.
mcdraenei replied:

Thank you!! :3

I hate to tag onto Kyssa and say ‘Me too me too’ but seriously.  I don’t get this from Xeula as much as Mikkaelos, but Mikk. MIKK.

There are no words for how much I love him.  I love the way he and Veriinya bonded, how he and Keialaar interact… He’s their brother-from-another-mother, and it is fantastic and wonderful.

mcdraenei

Prompt #8 - Prisoner

Prompt #8 – Oct. 17th, 2014: Somehow, your character finds herself imprisoned. Who holds her? What happened?

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It wasn’t the first time she had found herself wearing this particular set of cuffs, although she had not really anticipated putting them to this particular use.

"So you’re going to use this one first; it will push the tongue of the lock out of the way so that you can turn the tumbler with the other."  Bent over her wrists was a head of dark hair, Cherynaa’s tiny fingers manipulating the pick clumsily.

"What’s all this?"   Arkturas rounded the corner, taking in his betrothed and his daughter; a sweet scene, until you noticed the cuffs on Keia’s wrists.  Cuffs he recognized, from his raised eyebrows when he looked at his lover.   "Really, Keia?  Teaching her to pick locks?"

"When I was her age, I was stealing papers out of the Chaz’s bespelled safe on the Genedar."  Keia murmured encouragement to the child in her lap.  "Now jiggle it; do you feel the pick catch?  Excellent, now press…"  The little girl’s hands were not as coordinated, and in the end, Keia had to nod to the side table.  "Darling, the key?" 

Arkturas crossed his arms.  “Cherynaa, why don’t you go on up to your room.  I’ll take care of setting Keia free.”   When the little girl had left (both of them got sticky kisses and hugs), the tall harbinger picked up the key and very deliberately set it on the kitchen counter.  “You’ll have to come get it, if you want to get out.”  A wide grin spread across his face as she uncurled from the sofa, wearing a matching expression.

"Oh I will." 

vandrysse:

vesiel:

COMMISSIONS 2: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

Left to right, top to bottom: Dorien, Natharai, Ellister, Vandrysse, Kaitya, Josrial, Inathia x2, Nestarion, and Ruthar!

Whoa, this was a surprise! My goodness, thank you so much <3!! They all look absolutely lovely.))

I have to say, it is a wonderful mark of an artist’s talent when you’re looking at a tumblr post and say ‘Ooh, Dorien, Natharai- ooh that’s Ellister, and I recognize Vandrysse too!’

It’s also a mark of all of you, for creating such vibrant, recognizable characters.

Prompt #6 - Bad news

Prompt #6 – Oct. 15th, 2014: “I’m sorry I can’t give you better news.” Who said this? Why? What was the news?

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"I’m sorry I can’t give you better news."  The voice was gentle, feminine and melodic.  "But you know the consequences, if you don’t do it." 

Her mother’s hand smoothed over her hair, brushing it back from the budding horns.  They sat in a richly appointed office, Veriinya tucked alongside Mikania in a comfortable, upholstered chair.   Behind a desk that looked as large as an elekk to young eyes sat an older woman; her clothing and hair rich and elegant, a handsome, rakish man lounging behind her.

"You could pledge her to the Rangari,"  The unknown man suggested, tilting his head.  "I have room for a youngster. "

Mikania’s arm slid around Veri’s slim shoulders, her voice firm.  “It’s not that I don’t appreciate it, Chaz, but… I want Veriinya to know something more than blades in the shadows.”  Her eyes turned back to the woman behind the desk, pleading.  “Miriamaa, surely there’s some way-“

"I cannot remove your husband from the image, Mika."  Miriamaa leaned on the desk, her own expression sympathetic.  "The best we can do is remove the children.  I have friends among the Aldor, if you’d rather she go to them."  She pressed her lips together, glancing up at Chaz, then back at her terribly pregnant younger sister.  "We should begin discussing contingencies, my dear.  Once we have taken his children, he will turn on you."

Chaz moved forward, then; crouching in front of Veriinya, he offered a big hand.  “Why don’t you and I go see if there are any lemon bars in the kitchens, while your Aunt Amaa discusses things with your mama?”

There were lemon bars.  Lemon bars, ginger sweets, and an adult that treated her with gentle solemnity, when she was so accustomed to shouts and harsh words.  She fell in love with Chaznodean in that afternoon, with all the fervor a little girl needy for a father figure could offer.   She would not see him again until the day she came to plead his help to locate Zimina’s kidnappers, the afternoon in her aunt’s study long forgotten, some ten millennia later.

hakuu-ren

kirahti said:
I second what Kyssa said.
glaucophane replied:

Heh! You know, I was actually worried about apping a civilian into a guild. Nice to know that he’s appreciated!

I actually find civvies to be more interesting, as a whole.  They present challenges that a military character doesn’t.

snarksonomy:

Plotting out more comic stuff — as a portion of this will be taking place in the Blasted Lands, and as I’m already seeings lots of guilds / characters / organizations from WrA and MG (also TN and RH!) gearing up for RP relating to the invasion (woooo!)….  would people object me to including guild banners / cameos of their characters in crowd scenes?

I believe there will be some SoA people present, although I can’t speak for the guild in regards of permission.

mrchrismad:

beaumarbre:

random-homestuck-things:

bishounen-jake-english:

jackadiddlediddle:

bishounen-jake-english:

FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DO NOT KNOW

THIS IS A TRUMPET

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THIS IS A TROMBONE

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THIS IS A TUBA

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AND THIS IS A FRENCH HORN

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THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME

You mean trumpet

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Slidey Trumpet

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Big ass trumpet

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Drunk Trumpet

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I’M GONNA PUNCH YOU

My sides

AT LEAST YOUR INSTRUMENTS LOOK DIFFERENT 

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those are some fancy guitars

khanaa-runestrider

It’s been 13 years since Windows XP came out and more than six months since Microsoft stopped issuing security updates for the operating system, but the software remains in wide use—and a new analysis shows it’s a huge resource for cybercriminals.

A New Botnet Illustrates the Risk of Running Windows XP | MIT Technology Review (via popmech)

lol losers like my employer still using that shit

(via starcunning)

From what I understand, this is why Home Depot and Target had a security breach. Big companies are too fucking cheap to update to a newer OS because the old one “still works.”

(via malvalen)

It’s a little more complicated than ‘too cheap’.  Our company uses IE9 because our multi-million dollar GUI software won’t run on anything more modern.  So… 10 million and hundreds of thousands of man hours (Because moving a database like ours to a new platform has proven to be a huuuge mess; we’ve done it three times now), compared to the couple thousand to upgrade computers…  It becomes a bigger deal than just ordering 50 copies of Win7 from Tiger Direct.

I have no doubt that Target and Jewell and other companies face the same issues.

(don’t get me started on why we bought this piece of shit software package and why we should have gone with something else though)