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stijlw · 2 years
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Edwardsiella andrillae, an Antarctic species of sea anemone that lives upside-down, burrowing into the sea ice and projecting its tentacles into the frigid water below.
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Andrill, Jessamine, and Luci!
Andrill’s initial anthem was The Pretender by the Foo Fighters, but recently he’s evolved more into a Rip by Grabbitz / Caffiene (feat. Lamar Hall) by Jeff Williams & Casey Lee Williams type character of late.
Jess has always been an UNTIL IT BREAKS gal. (Truthfully, both Soldat siblings have had a lot of Linkin Park influence in them). But her showdown with Ace has fittingly always been set to Pendulum’s Showdown in my head. In Gigacross she’s inherited a bit more of Cage The Elephant’s Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked, and Gramatik and Tom Morello’s Can’t Stop The Bleeding.
Also, Can’t Sleep Love by the Pentatonix basically belongs to her and Scarlett.
Lucina’s interesting. Given that, of the half of the Broken Future kids that I have authoritative control over, she was always intended to be the one that took their mission the most seriously, she was just Rising (Jeff and Casey Less Williams) through and through for a while, along with Linkin Park’s Mark The Graves. And while Mark the Graves has stuck, Rising is a bit of a different story, since she’s had a lot happen recently to inform her character. She’s much more of a ONE OKAY ROCK’s We Are / Wonder type of gal these days.
That said, she’s still entirely embodied by WRLD’s Fighter at her core.
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lovethemalephysique · 3 months
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ahahatrash · 4 months
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в честь моего дня рождения я решила выложить мини-зарисовку по эндрилам, наслаждайтесь))
!!WARNING!! Нил не вернулся из Балтимора
Стоя прямо перед Нилом с букетом цветов Эндрю заговорил тихим голосом:
- Поздравляю с днём рождения, наркоман. Я так надеялся, что ты был всего лишь галлюцинацией…, ненавижу тебя на 1000%, надеюсь ты счастлив…я скучаю – произнеся эту короткую, но настолько полную тихой боли речь, Эндрю положил цветы рядом с могилой.
Нил Абрам Джостен
31.03.1987- 28.05.2006
Уходя, он не оборачивался, слишком тяжело было смотреть на его могилу. Он не плакал, он потерял возможность чувствовать что-либо после его смерти.
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8bored8writer8 · 2 years
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Andril pawed at the dirt below his feet, the cold wind kicking up the particles and carrying them far away. His fur provided a good defense against the chill, but not the loneliness. Wolves were pack animals, meant to be with others of their kind. He wasn't. He turned around and stared at the path behind him, the way he had come. The tracks he had made were already covered in several layers of snow. The only way he knew he'd walked that path was the fact that he couldn't have walked anywhere else to get up here. He sighed and turned towards the valley he had been staring at moments before. The Valley of Saratae, legendary warrior of the ice. This was where he was last seen, about a hundred years ago, in the most important fight of all time. Most thought he was dead. After all, how could he have lived over a hundred years? Especially after a war as brutal as the one he faced? But despite that, there had been reports every now and then, sometimes decades apart, of creature matching his description wandering no farther than maybe 20 miles from this valley. Andril knew he had to be alive. If not, then a descendant. Someone or something was alive and Andril needed their help. A hundred years ago, the world was different. Green, full. Whole. Now it was a barren place, a tundra. Barely any food, population lower than it's ever been, natural disasters constantly bombarded it's surface. And an even bigger evil was lurking in the shadows, destroying what ever was left of this once great world. Andril needed help and he needed it now. It was a long shot, to think that someone who lived that long ago would be around or willing to help him. But he had to try. His pack had abandoned him, thinking he was insane and that he would fail. He wouldn't return empty handed. He would bring back a hero and save his species.
He shook his snow-covered coat of grey fur. It was time his world was saved. He walked back the way he had come, trying his best to find his previous prints. Before he had made it too far, he paused and let out a howl. He may be alone, but at least he could tell his world he was here to fight.
And he wasn't going to give up.
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Can we have some more facts about Andri???
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Yes you may!
Andri was very self conscious of his tail when he was alive due to the tail length being inherited by his mother, which his sister gave him the nickname ‘stubby’
Andri was actually quite a nice boy until he and his father left Vivienne and his mother
Andri would sometimes wear tail extensions if he had any photos taken when he was alive XD
The gem on his crown was passed down from his Grandfather, Efron Sr.
The only people he had a fondness for were his mother, father, wife and kids.
His underlings, A.K.A the Andrilings are very stupid and Andri treats them how Sir Pentious treated his Egg Bois in the pilot
His hair turns fire-like when he gets angry and if you touch his hair, it will burn you
Andri has a corrupted mind, he himself is corrupted.
Andri’s power is not originally his own. Hence his gem. The Gem of Pillage.
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ms-scarletwings · 6 months
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Doctor M(andril), A Villainous Demonstration of Crafting the Perfect Sequel
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I’ll cut right to the chase, there is no baddie in the Sly franchise (to me) that has before and will ever again top the writing of this monke right here. That’s not to put down Clockwerk in any capacity. In fact, the majority of what makes M so amazing is not what he is in a vacuum, but what he serves to build upon the events that preceded him. Clockwerk is the giant who’s shoulders he stands on, the two games before him the backdrop that makes him shine so brightly. I’ve always been a strong believer that stories are in large part only as good as their antagonists, and this is what Dr.M has contributed to make Honor Among Thieves the narrative peak of the Sly Cooper franchise.
For minor starters, everything about this freak is downright unsettling.
A mandrill monkey was a great pick for a scary looking, vicious little mastermind. Even with a fresh coat of purple and his short stature, he looks about as repulsive and menacing as he is on the inside. He’s completely obsessed to the point of being consumed metaphorically by his envy and resentment of Connor. He gave us a lot of interesting insight into the life and relationships of Sly’s father while leaving us with even more mystery and questions to ponder. He’s meticulous and intellectually gifted in his ways, but it doesn’t do anything to overshadow the fact that he’s also an utterly deranged madman.
Clockwerk’s hatred for the cooper line, as genuine and strong as it was, had this almost detached element to it, being more like a means to an end and fueled by superiority and rivalry competition. It was kinda hard to get your head around it, and the second game keeps him in your thoughts more like a slumbering eldritch horror waiting to rise again or a pure, immortal force of evil itself, rather than a person. He isn’t even really “anthro” in his design. Clockwerk is a monster, a robotic husk of a former individual.
Dr.M’s hatred for the Coopers on the other hand is… uncomfortably humanized. He’s narcissistic, yet he’s also paranoid and motivated by a rage that’s responding to his sense of inferiority and victimhood. He’ll use his warped justifications to stoop to the most heinous acts- not just because he wants to prove himself better- but because he wants to destroy/take everything Conner loves and accomplished. Clockwerk’s hate was cold and mechanic. M’s hatred is personal and boiling over with venom. Both of them were defined by little more than their loathing of Coopers, but while Clockwerk kept himself alive with his vendetta, M’s was the very thing that led to his demise.
Clockwork was “the enemy of all Coopers”, but he left the final member of the bloodline to wither and then bloom more vibrantly than ever to return and defeat him. He underestimated Sly, and was content to live on and continue his own work with the overconfidence that he had already won. I wonder in my head sometimes if maybe his power was actually starting to fade in the light of seeing that vendetta finally resolved. Or if that time-worn weariness and frustration was part of why Sly, barely an adult, was able to accomplish what generations of his most skilled family had failed to. He never knew Clockwerk during his prime, the great monstrous owl that his clan used to live in constant terror of.
Doctor M feels like he was really Sly’s own Clockwerk. A fresh and unfamiliar threat to truly test every skill he had spent a whole career of thieving to master, and someone who’s own history was far more entangled with Sly’s blood than he could have imagined. Clockwerk condemned him to death (or destitution) for no other reason than being a Cooper, but Dr.M actually wanted to watch the life leave his eyes because he was Sly Cooper, son of Connor.
And he’s not just fitting to compare to the old bird, but he’s more overtly a direct foil to Bentley’s character too. He’s a dark prophecy of the worst possible result of what would happen if the Cooper gang fell out with each other in a similar manner, or if some of Bentley’s foreshadowed insecurities (that started presenting after he became wheelchair bound) were allowed to fester instead of him finding support from others. That turtle is also the only character that Dr.M is able to speak to like an equal, because he sees himself in Bentley despite being on opposite sides.
He’s a really, really well-written main antagonist that does not try to take a whole new direction like Neyla; instead, he’s like a revamped version of Clockwerk’s “idea” done without milking out any more references or revivals of the bird and his role, which by this point was well-concluded and moved on from… The past of Sly’s family coming back to haunt him, the weight of honoring the legacy of his ancestors, and the struggle of exploring who he is both as a Cooper and the leader of his own found family, and Honor Among Thieves checked those boxes without ruining the closure he got back in Paris. Band of Theives will always be my personal favorite to return to, but all of what M represents, along with many other reasons, is why I consider the third to narratively be the best game out of the series.
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mikeywayarchive · 2 months
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@ realminatoswife on Twitter:
MIKEY WAY IS HERE THIS IS NOT ANDRILL
[Jan 13, 2024]
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kovaipaavai · 11 months
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The bonded pair - Andril Paravai
The rumors had come with the late autumn rain. Patti had taken her along to visit shiva bhattar that evening , insisting on her presence multiple times.
As the saayankaalam poojai wound down , they had sat down to listen to some devarams and bhattar had then narrated the story of a shivabakthan who'd been saved from drowning by a raaja-nagam , and had escaped with his life intact , thanks to Shiva's mercies. Bhattar then mentioned that the Bhaktan had lost his mind and single minded purpose - and that hidden condemnation had left her angry and seething for what remained of that night.
Most of her anger had been directed at Nandini . That pazhuvoor paambhu had always been after the people Kunadavai held dear. First it had been Anna and then it had been Thatha. Nandini hadn't spared any effort when it came to turning away Anna and Thatha from her , leaving her bereft of support and paternal care and now she even dared to snatch Vandhiyar away from her.
It was odd how that moment of anger made things very clear for her. Initially, she didn't have any special feelings for her brother's commander. She knew he was her chosen intended , thanks to Anna's elaborate jokes from the past about how he would marry her groom to his sword in her place and then send him to Paazhaiyaarai as her house husband. She had been very impressed with his presence of mind and innate charm and her heart skipped many a beat when he had offered his life to her in service . Mature that she was , she had put that down to chemistry , attraction and interest because he was her Anna's choice.
Even as she bid him farewell with a message to Arunmozhi , she hadn't felt the longing she often saw in Vaanathi's eyes. He'd taken her olai , nodded his head and rushed away in darkness to board a vessel to eezham and she'd come back on her merry way to the palace. Poets often spoke of absence and longing but those feelings didn't strike her until she'd gone to Kanchi , as per Appa's biddings.
Kanchi was vandhiyar's home , in a manner of speaking. Everyone including Patta had amusing and interesting stories about Vandhiyar. Her brother , especially had a lot to say. She didn't know if it came as a peace offering or out of a sense of brotherly duty but Aditya Anna had a lot to say about Vandhiyar.
He told her about his valor on field and charm off it . He spoke of Vandhiyar's crushing loneliness and bruised heart. " Avan oru paavamana anadhai Kundhavai . Naadizhandhu , pugazh izhandhu , veerathai nambi nammai naadi vandha anadhai. Naadizhandha arasa parambarai vaarisaaga vaazhavadhu oru kodumai . Athilum , appadipatta parambaraiyin ottrai vaarisaaga vaazhavadhu innum kodumai, but he has never let that deficiency hold himself back from living his life honorably and pledging his sword to an honorable cause.
She also came to know that she obtained her beloved due to Ilam Sambuvaraiyar's folly. Kandhamaaran had apparently promised Vandhiyar, Manimekalai's hand only to withdraw it abruptly and leave Anna's army . " Muttaal. Sutthamaana Ponnai vazhiyil tholaitha maha muttaal" - Anna has bellowed , part in derision and part in laughter. Even that apparently hadn't affected Vandhiyar much and he'd gone on to the next mission , as if Kandhamaaran's insulting gesture had never happened.
Her heart had moved for Vandhiyar then and she'd maintained a complete poker face as Anna had rattled story after story after story about his beloved Vallavaraiyyan , and had expressed his anger at Patta wanting to get her married to Paarthiban. "Paarthiban nanban thaan , aanal nambikkaikku uriyavan illai - paavam kizhavarukku adhu theriyavillai" had been her brother's lament.
She had left Kanchi lighter in mind but heavier in heart. That morning as she'd left , she'd nearly asked Anna if he'd had a similar freewheeling chat with Vandhiyar but dignity and something akin to pride had let the question die within her heart and here she was , on a deserted island , seething with jealousy before her bound and blindfolded beloved.
Kundavai composed herself even as she prevented Vandhiyar from removing his blindfold. She wanted a minute , just a minute to regain her composure , even if her jealousy and turmoil didn't show on her face . Her arms eased , as did her heart and she saw her Thevar slowly open his eyes wider with a gentle , curious and loving smile on his charming face.
As her arms eased , his arms surrounded her , enclosing her in a gentle, loving , secure embrace and Kundavai finally broke down in relief and joy. Arunmozhi was alive and so was Vandhiyar . He was hers , truly hers - not Nandini's and definitely not Mekalai's. All her men were truly safe and a stone's throw away where she could see them and protect them. Even as her thoughts raced towards next steps , Vandhiyar's steady heart beats beneath her hands and his awkward, sporadic pats on her back anchored and centered her.
She knew they had to hurry to Choodamani viharam. For all that they knew , Arunmozhi was still in the grips of delirious fever and needed care and attention. Slowly, but steadily , her mind started whirring . There were travel arrangements to be made , spies to be planted and plots to be thwarted. She needed someone to send down a message to Vaanathi , a secret message , urging her to seek peace in Naagaipattinam. She wouldn't deny her friend the joy of reunion she herself had partaken in . Kundavai was called many an abusive name , but selfish she was not , especially towards a dear friend who loved her brother and who was equally and fervently loved back.
As she continued spinning her web of plans , her Thevar's chin came to rest upon her shoulder and he started whistling a merry tune that made her want to whack him one moment and kiss him the next. As she spun her web of plans , her beloved was content to hold her in his arms , waiting patiently and silently until all her thoughts fell into place.
Moments or hours later , they slowly drew apart and after one look at her face , Vandhiyar beckoned Semban forward from where he was hiding. "Devi , I knew you'd want to rush to Arunmozhi and therefore , I knew you'd bring Semban here for great minds think alike" , he said with that disarming smile.
Thevare , fools think alike too " she'd added .As the night flew by the wayside of Semban's hooves , Kundavai leaned back and smiled. For a very long time , she'd planned , worried and governed in isolation. Now that she had Vandhiyar's loyal heart and lightning fast mind , she didn't have to bear her burdens alone. As she sighed in relief , Vandhiyar's arms tightened around her and he urged Semban along , eager to save another day from upcoming doom.
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fomkiria3 · 2 months
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How does this social network work... I love andrils and that's the only reason I'm here
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fortheloveofexy · 2 years
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Ahem. I am very sorry for such a question, if you don't like it, I'm sorry. But I am your Russian reader and your work is just beautiful! I would really like to share them with other Russian readers and lovers of cute Andrils. If you don't mind, can I translate your work? You, of course, will be listed as the author. 🥺
Hello - yes, I'm okay with my work being translated ❤️ if I may ask, which fic do you want to translate? Many of my fics have already been translated into Russian, so I don't want you to go to all the effort if a translation already exists.
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something-sings · 2 years
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If you miss the characters and banter and worldbuilding of Rusty Quill Gaming then Ghosts on a Train is the next podcast for you.
I need more people to listen to this podcast because I am 34 episodes in and I don't understand why Tumblr and AO3 isn't already full of fanart and fanfic and squeeing.
This show has everything. The protagonists and npcs are all chaos Muppets. Drix is brilliant cowboy of color who has convinced himself that he's a himbo. Pippin is a drunk traumatized tank who vacillates wildly between selfless hero and ruthlessness villain. Andril is a feral child who grabs every opportunity to expose the dickensian cruelty of how her society works. All packed onto an action packed monster-of-the-week train ride that is also our npcs banal near-death-experience regular commute.
Please try it. It's the best. Maybe skip to episode 3 or so where the sound quality improves a lot. [edit: episode 4 is where the sound quality gets markedly better. I would recommend starting there]
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goddamn obsessed with the aftg fandom. yall are like omg look at our babies 🥺 🥺 andrill my scrunkly babby boo 🥺 🥺 🥺best book in the entire world changed my pathetic life enlightened me to the nature of life and love hilarious and heartbreaking i would die for this found family ive reread this a hundred thousand times and shed a hundred thousand more tears over the foxfuck court also DONT READ THIS BOOK EVER ITS HORRIBLE
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vespersofdecay · 2 years
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I’m currently playing in a Curse of Strahd game, and doodled the very important image of my firbolg druid falling asleep on his familiar Andril. She’s the goodest dog.
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eerieayres · 3 months
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Art Fight 2022: Lehmagra Andrill
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Posting up some of my old art trades I missed. This one was from 2022.
OUTTA DA WAY! Blasting his way towards you is Halopromise's Saiyan space pirate and bounty hunter OC, Lehmagra Andrill!
I refined my technique for painting fur while working on this piece, and I do like how it turned out ^_^
I painted this for Art Fight 2022, an online OC art trade event that takes place through the month of July.  
Character © Halopromise Artwork © EerieAyres
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Andri and his Andrilings’ home! :D
(Andri’s quarters are in the gem/ top of the crown while the Andrilings live in the buildings below!)
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