conductingstrategist
The Conductor
((Independent Rowen J. Ilbert blog from Tales of Xilia))
((Will RP with most people))
((Set in the Tales of Xilia 1 timeline because I have not played nor have I looked up much about ToX 2))
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An Update
Alright, I know I said I was only going on a semi-hiatus...buuut its going ot be a full Hiatus...I'm going through a really rough time mentally right now, because of my crossdressing and other things, and my desire to RP just, isnt here right now, no matter how hard I try
So you can feel free ot unfollow me etc i dont know if/when ill be back
in the meantime you can catch me on skype.
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"It's an adult thing. Though I wish there was more bazongas."
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Kind of hides behind the elderly man.
"Wh-what a-are th-those p-pictures?"
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[M!A: High on Love] (ImSoSorry) "Rowan, I know you're a little to old for me, but age is just a number, I think I'm absolutely in Love with you, You're just so wise and smart and tall!"
"Well, Miss Leia...I didn't know you uh...felt that way. I'm not sure what to say." He looked quite dumbfounded.
#((wow i log off FF14 and onto my dash jsut to see this in my ask box wow i love you xD ))#leia-hella-radlando
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So I decided to fight in advance mode and after killing Jiao, Presa, Wingul, and Agria the victory speech came out and I had to take this picture because it was just too adorable.
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//Rolls onto dash, sees DISASTER has struck with M!As, gets confused, Flees quickly
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//I hereby nickname Ratatosk "r00datosk" or "rudeatosk"
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Semi-Hiatus
//Okay so, I just got FF14. Im going to announce a Semi-Hiatus for the rest of the week. Ill still be on quite a bit but not as much as I usually am.
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OC meme: J -- Every multiple of 12! T -- Every multiple of 10!
Goin under a readmore so i dont spam
J= Jarek Mace - FC of Chipp Zanuff for Male, Isane Koutetsu for Female
12: Is your OC sexually active?
"Heh, you know it babe. I got my urges I gotta; fufill regardless if I’m male or female."
24:What does your OC smell like?
"What Kinda question is that? I smell like leather mostly cos of my vest. Though sometimes I smell like swear"
36:What turns your OC on?
"Well, my biggest turn on is crossdressin’. I ain’t afraid to admit it. In fact when I put on a sexy dress or outfit, I become a whole different person."
48:What social class is your OC from?
"Where I’m from, we didn’t really have social classes, but if I had to pick one I’d say somewhere in the middle class. I do freelance work for people so I make a bit more than the lower class would, though it varies."
60:Does your OC enjoy nature?
"I don’t mind nature. It’s pretty sweet for settin’ traps, though sometimes I do enjoy goin’ fer a walk in the woods near where my home used ta’ be."
T= Tallia Castleseeker - FC Lilliana Vess when needed.
10:What is your OCs favorite outfit?
"Oh ho ho my dear, this is probably the best question you could ask me, for I am absolutely OBSESSED with fashion. However, it is probably This one because while I love latex and other kinky clothing, I love lace too. Plus I have a thing for Ravens and there are some etched on that dress.”
20:What’s your OCs favorite kind of pizza?
"I find Pizza fattening and disgusting, so I do not eat it, sorry."
30:What does your OC choose to do about the, er, hair down there?
"How DARE you ask such an intrusive question, but if you must know, I keep a little
40:What is the craziest thing your OC has done?
"That depends on which type of crazy we are talking about. I once razed an entire villiage because their fashion sense was so abhorrent. I am also the one responsible for that little spell on Jarek up there. I turned him into a girl because I hate males, he loved it, but even I have limits to my power and couldn’t make it permanent at the time, so now whenever he puts on anything feminine, he transforms into a woman for 24 hours."
50:Does your OC cry easily?
"No. I can’t even remember the last time I cried, maybe it was when I was little and the villiage I was from was treating me like dirt because they thoguht I was some sort of cursed child."
60:Does your OC enjoy nature?
"Only if its beautiful. And to me beautiful is everything turned to ash." She grinned devilishly.
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How Well Do You Know Your OCs
send me a number 1-60 and i'll answer the questions with one of my OCs
1: What's your OCs favorite color?
2: Where does your OC work?
3: What's your OCs favorite food?
4: Does your OC prefer paper or plastic?
5: How old is your OC?
6: Does your OC have any supernatural powers?
7: Is your OC in a relationship?
8: What are some of your OCs strengths?
9: What are some of your OCs weaknesses?
10: What is your OCs favorite outfit?
11: What is your OCs spirit animal?
12: Is your OC sexually active?
13: What is your OCs earliest memory?
14: Does your OC have a cell phone? If so, what kind?
15: What makes your OC angry?
16: When is your OCs favorite time of year?
17: How long can your OC hold their breath?
18: What kind of underwear does your OC wear?
19: Does your OC prefer plaid or polka dots?
20: What's your OCs favorite kind of pizza?
21: Who is your OCs best friend?
22: Has your OC ever killed someone?
23: Whats your OCs biggest secret?
24: What does your OC smell like?
25: What time of year does your OC prefer?
26: Is your OC a human or an animal? (or something else idk)
27: What languages does your OC speak?
28: Does your OC like anime?
29: Can your OC swim?
30: What does your OC choose to do about the, er, hair down there?
31: Does your OC believe in fairies?
32: Did your OC go to college? What did they major in?
33: Are your OCs parents dead?
34: Is your OC religious?
35: How flexible is your OC?
36: What turns your OC on?
37: What was your OCs first word?
38: Does your OC have any pets?
39: Who is your OCs biggest enemy?
40: What is the craziest thing your OC has done?
41: What is your OCs motto about life?
42: Does your OC drink coffee or tea?
43: Who is your OCs biggest hero?
44: What color eyes does your OC have?
45: Does your OC like reading?
46: Is your OC loyal?
47: Does your OC tolerate violence?
48: What social class is your OC from?
49: What country was your OC born in?
50: Does your OC cry easily?
51: What is your OCs favorite genre of music?
52: How does your OC feel about insects?
53: What is your OCs sexual orientation?
54: Does your OC smoke?
55: What gender is your OC?
56: What kind of clothes does your OC wear?
57: Would you call your OC adventurous?
58: Is your OC introverted or extroverted?
59: What is the first thing that someone would notice about your OC?
60: Does your OC enjoy nature?
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"Put your faith in the light? I wonder what sir Tirion means by that."
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It was just another day to Rowen. He had fallen into a bit of a schedule, as boring as it was. He would spend most of his days running around, doing errands for Driselle, be it getting supplies, or delivering messages and other things to people. It was selfless work, but he was fine with it.
Today he had gotten a reprieve. There was not much to do currently, so Driselle had told him he could take the day off. He decided to spend most of the day near the windmills. Benches had been installed, since people ended up really enjoying just watching the windmills. It was quiet and relaxing. Rowen was one of those people.
He nearly jumped a bit, startled when a young woman approached her. The first thing he noticed was that she was dressed much differently than anyone he had seen before. Maybe she was a noble or something, or maybe she was from Elympios, he had no idea either way.
And then the question came. And here he thought he would be able to relax all day.
"Help you? Of course I will help you, lovely lady. But what could you possibly need help with?" Rowen could never decline such a pretty lady asking for help. He wondered what she needed help with. In the back of his head he hoped she needed help learning to kiss, but of course he never mentioned that.
Lost
When she finally reached the town, Estelle sighed of relief. She had been sat since so many days that she couldn’t feel her bottom. Tore road from Zaphias till Sharilton had been quiet, and she was glad to have taken books. Lot and lot of books.
When the carriage stopped in front of the inn, she went out, stretch her legs and followed her body guards inside the the inn. They took the rooms’ key they had reserved a long time ago. Then, she told them that she was going to visit the town.
Once outside, Estelle smiled and let her face against the wind. It felt good. Then, she started to move, looking around with eyes full of stars. The town was really wonderful and very lively. It would have been a shame not to visit it!
While walking, her body guards following her quietly, she noticed three children arguing together. Tilting her head, she came close to them and heard that it was because one of them didn’t want to cound while the two other went hide. So, Estelle proposed herself. The children nodded and she counted till ten while the children went hiding.
It was a long Hide and Seek, and she ran so much to catch the child that she lost her body guards, and got lost in the town. Taking a long breath, she calmed herself, thinking that she only had to ask someone.
She noticed an old man near her, so, quietly, she came close to him and asked him softly:
"E-Excuse-me, Sir…? Can you help me, please?"
#your english is perfectly fine dear#I espcially appreaciate the fact you are writing in a language that isnt your primary#I wish I was that talented xD#sorry htis took so long i was on a mini hiatus all weekend#healerofthefullmoon#estelleandrowen
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"A Summoner? Interesting." He was a bit impressed...if in fact she was telling the truth. "And the last of your kind, too? You must get lonely at times, then." He nodded. "However, I am not sure if I completely believe you. Part of me suspects you may have already summoned spirits to make your situation easier, if not to get out of it completely." That's, at least, what Milla used to do. She told stories about how the spirits would make her life all the more conveinent, regardless if she told them to or not.
He frowned a bit when she called him an idiot, again. "Yes, I know your name is Sheena, however, here that does not mean you could not be Maxwell too. In fact, I have a travelling companion. Her name is Milla, and she's also Maxwell." Or at least everyone, including her, thought she was for the longest time, untill Maxwell himself revealed everything to them. "She can summon spirits too, but I don't think she is this 'Summoner' you speak of. She is able to call upon Efreet, Undine, Gnome, and Sylph, and they help her with her everyday life of their own volition."
"You are not wrong, but you are not fully correct either. This world runs both on mana AND spirits. You see, two millennia ago, a power source was developed that killed spirits to supply energy. This was called 'Spyrix'. In response,Maxwell gathered humans who were compatible with spirits, and created a barrier around a large territory to isolate it from the rest of the world and to escape the Spyrixs' influence. That is my world, Rieze Maxia. Here we have a sort of symbiotic relationship. We have these things called mana lobes inside of us, which allows us to live peacefully with spirits. They feed off the mana lobes, and keep everything going, and in turn we do everything we can to protect the spirits."
"Meanwhile, the adjoining world, Elympios was the opposite. They continued to rely on Spyrix technology, they continued to kill off spirits at an alarming rate. This caused nature itself to slowly die. It was a sad sight to witness first hand. Instead of grass and trees everywhere it was stone, machines, buildings and so on."
"Anyway, eventually a group of people from Elympios managed to break their way through the barrier, and they came to Rieze Maxia with the goal of getting more spirits to fuel their addiction to Spyrix, and bringing them back to Elympios. So to answer your question, the other world is still there, but it has been in decline for a long time."
Bound by Fate (Sheena/Rowen)
#corrinesbells#that was so difficult for me to explain lol#i hope he explained things to her wlel enough T_T#also im super s#orry that this took so long i was on mini hiatus#rowenandsheena
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Rowen looked down at the boy. He was nearly out on his feet as they walked. Perhaps he should have taken into consideration how young Lloyd actually was. His mind went back to when he himself was a child, as long ago as it was momentarily before he was brought back to the present by Lloyd speaking up.
"Oh? You live all the way out here?" He looked to the house off in the distence, and he noticed that LLoyd had also gotten a bit of a spring in his step.
"If you're sure that's what you want to do, then let's go." Rowen smiled as he walked down the path towards the house in the distance.
From what he saw, the area around the house was very..peaceful, it was almost serene. Birds chirped happily, and a small stream ran quietly near the house. They crossed the bridge as Rowen led him to the front door. Of course, he had manners and he did not step inside.
"So this is your home, sir Lloyd? It is a very nice home indeed. Hopefully Noishe is here too!"
⊰✖⊱-- Grandpa! ;; ⊰✖⊱
⊰✖⊱—;; The child’s eyes had become droopy with his need for his everyday nap-time approaching. He didn’t even need to be told it seemed as Lloyd’s internal clock had already known when his young body needed that hour or so of rest so he could make it through the rest of the day happily. After-all when all was said and done he was only five.
"I wants to find Noishe but Noishe could be home sleeping. He takes sleep with me too.”
As the duo approached a crossroads Lloyd had gotten so happy. In the distance he could see his house and his little feet started walking a bit faster. That is until his self-entitled grandpa made a statement, which Lloyd thought to be strange. However, he had to remember that the old man didn’t live with him.
"Dat’s my house, grandpa.” Lloyd spoke as if it had been clear as day.”I gonna go home.”
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"If you believe she and I are the best of friends, then you are mistaken, sir Zelos. In fact, I'd go as far as saying we are barely friends at all." His gaze shifted to the snap movement of Zelos hand as it went to his hip. "While they sometimes go hand in hand, there is a fundamental difference between comraderie and friendship."
"Look. I don't know her relationship with you, however, I do believe if she was worried about whom she antagonized, she would not have been as adamant as she was about not letting you near her." He sighed a bit as things seemed more and more inevitable.
He decided to make one last attempt to avoid a fight. "Alright, how about this. Usually, if someone is given orders directly from the king, it is written out, and sealed with the King's seal, so that the person delivering it cannot warp the orders to fit their own motives." At least that's how he remembered it worked, form his time in the army. "Give it to me and I will deliver it to her. You have my word as a former strategist in the army, as an elder, and as a man that I will deliver it to her with haste. This way, I hold up my end of the deal with miss Sheena to not let you near her, and you hold up your end of the deal of making sure those orders get to her by dark.
"After all, if we fight here and now, they wont get to her on time anyway." He was not a pushover when it came to fighting, despite his outward appearance. "But of course, the choice is yours."
He watched the winds pick up around the other, and for now, he kept his spell charged and ready to fire.
Zelos frowned. How did this man know who he was? Yes, he wore his title as a shield, but still. He thought he knew most of the people in Tethe’alla—or at least those of note—yet this man’s face was unfamiliar. “And yet I see that you are now the best of friends,” he spat, his hand automatically going to his sword at his hip before relaxing. He shouldn’t need to fight this battle. He was the Chosen, for Martel’s sake. His word should carry the authority of the angels.
"Yet you do not worry about who she antagonizes as well," Zelos pointed out calmly. "You may not care if you become an enemy of the king, but how would Sheena feel? She’s already been an exile of her homeland once; do you think she’s eager to do it again? After she’s worked so hard to get back in the good graces of the Mizuho? Face it, old man. You may be able to make the choices for yourself, but when it comes to Sheena, it’s better to let her decide."
Still, it wouldn’t hurt to be prepared. As the lights began to appear around Rowen’s arm, a wind picked up around Zelos’ feet, his vest blowing about. Preparing a spell couldn’t hurt.
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"Take some advice from an old man." He nodded as he listened to the other mans story. "Life is short. Enjoy the little things. So, you lost a bet, big deal. If people laugh at you so be it, laugh back. In all likelihood they're laughing with you, not at you anyway." Of course, the other man's outfit wasn't exactly something he would pick for a fancy party, it wasn't as bad as the other made it out to be.
"Besides, look on the bright side. Beleive it or not I can come up with two and a half things I can see that may be blessings in disguise in your..situation. The first, is, as strange as this may sound coming form me, you have a nice figure, plus you already have long hair, and a hairless face. If you get into character, i'm almost sure you can pass as a real bunny girl." He almost couldn't stop himself from chuckling there, but he did.
"The half goes along with the first. You are wearing a corset. Sure it sucks to wear but it'll keep you having a nice hourglass figure if you keep wearing it." This time he chuckled.
"And secondly this whole thing hopefully teaches you a lesson or two about making bets. I do not know your friend, but perhaps this outfit is tame compared to what he could have put you in, and I can give you plenty of examplews if you want." Admittedly, he does the exact same thing with Alvin at times, but 90% of the time Rowen was the one who won said bets.
Yuan sighed. This was an… uncomfortable topic. However, while the glued dried, there was little else to do or talk about. Leaning back against the desk, he rested his head in his hands. It’d been a day before that the bet had been made — with Kratos, over a simple sparring match.
"I was sparring with a good friend of mine yesterday, and our ‘boss’ is holding a fancy dress party this evening. So, we decided to it’d be fun for the winner to chose the loser’s outfit."
Yuan thumbed the hem of the small, somewhat tight corset. At least Kratos had chosen a blue and green colour scheme; when Yuan had heard what he was going to have to wear, after his initial rage, the fear had settled in the Kratos would also choose something with purple and auburn — it would have rubbed salt into the already painful wound on his pride.
"Of all things, I hadn’t expected him to choose something as gaudy as this,” with a rough wave of his hand, Yuan gestured to the costume he was wearing. Yuan’s choice had been a penguinist costume, and that really wasn’t as horrific as this!
With a groan, he rubbed his forehead. The party was in just another two hours, and Yuan was dreading it.
#meanwhile rowen is oblivious to how old Yuan really is#rowenandyuan#faithlessindenial#also im super sorry this took so long i took a mini hiatus
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