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petitexmagician · 4 months
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mmriesoftvat // "Coward." -Chongyun
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"Give me the claymore."
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roleplay-abiogenesis2 · 9 months
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@mmriesoftvat || Closed Starter for Kaminari and Cyno~
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'Control your thoughts,'
'Control your actions,'
'Have devotion of purpose,'
'Have faith in your master's ability to lead you along the path of truth,'
'Have faith in your own ability to accept the truth,'
'Have faith in your ability to act with wisdom,'
'Be free from resentment under the experience of persecution,'
'Be free from resentment under experience of wrong,'
'Learn how to distinguish between right and wrong,'
'Learn to distinguish the real from the unreal.'
Thus stated the ten virtues of the Initiates. The first teachings bestowed upon those who sought to be ordained among the Matra.
One would imagine that rules so basics would be far beneath and behind the mind of the General Mahamatra. Yet Cyno couldn't recall a single morning he'd risen without reciting each and every one in his mind, ingrained in his heart and soul as a natural part of his routine.
Wearing each word in the same fashion as his garments, never feeling silly or rushed in doing so. Not in fear of forgetfulness, but because even a General Mahamatra could use the reminder. Lest his challenges shake him off the right path.
And of late, this risk seemed ever closer, like a shadow breathing on the back of his neck. The dull ache of sore muscles and bruises still not completely healed worked like an echo to this ominous song that plagued the mind.
He'd grown frustrated; and frustration had festered into anger. Anger rotted to recklessness. Pushing himself harder and further, beyond what his duties called for at times, until karma had lashed out at his foolishness. What had it been? A malfunction of his Vision? A slip of his balance? The glare of the sun in his eyes in the split second a weapon came down on him?
He could blame a thousand factors, but Cyno knew they were all like stems originating from the same parasitic root planted in his heart: he has lost sight of his duties, and he'd been punished for it. No sinner was exempt from judgment, not even the judge himself.
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Was the long crack that marred the blue eye at the top of his headdress not a testament to this truth? One did not need to study the runes to translate its message: 'Unworthy', it said.
A wound that ran deeper than any of those the healers at the Bimarstand had been busy mending on his body for the past thirteen days. He hadn't sent word for Tighnari this time; he knew if his friend got word of what had happened, he would be frantic with worry, even more so than usual.
And Cyno could not afford another day wasting away in a hospital bed. Steeling himself with a deep breath, he donned the Jackal's headdress once more. It always felt a little heavy, but in a way that gave him comfort; like the caring hand of a parent resting upon a child's head. Keeping him grounded and aware of its presence, its symbol, and his role.
This sensation would fade with the bruises, he told himself. He had made a mistake, and he had paid for it. This was not the end.
He could still serve.
And brooding was nowhere on his schedule; casting a look at his desk, the General stood and left the privacy of his personal living quarters. There would be time to see his subordinates later, at the office. They would be apprehensive to see him return so quickly. The damage on his gear would raise concerns. He should think of a couple jokes to defuse the tension he was sure to meet first (he was already thinking of one along the lines of 'splitting headache', you know, because of the crack- Oh, 'a Hilichurl tried to tell me a joke with its mace, it cracked me up!'. That one was excellent too), and before even doing that, a meeting with Lesser Lord Kusanali was due. The Dendro Archon likely had already been informed of his discharge from the Bimarstan.
Expecting little more than a formal exchange, he presented himself before the doors of the Sanctuary of Surasthana, seeking audience with Nahida.
At that moment, the possibility of the presence of her ward - no, even Kaminari's very existence - was so far removed from the matra's mind, he may as well never have been there in the first place.
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mcuntainbcrn · 1 year
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@mmriesoftvat cont. from here: [x]
Whomever it was, they weren’t even pausing at the oasis, didn’t slow…no, if anything they were moving even faster now, as though they were keen on catching up with her - did they have a way of tracking her?
She would discount the possibility were it not for her own methods of mapping out her surroundings - no matter how scant that chance might be, it still existed, and this world operated under a separate set of rules…
…complacency would spell her ruin - and it was that reality that made what had been a casual walk shift into a run, moving with such speeds the wind whistled loudly, angrily in her ears as though protesting her efforts to avoid being known; it wasn’t as though freedom was anything she deserved, after all.
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grislyintentions · 3 months
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"He's telling a joke, my Lord." -Chongyun
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"He is speaking in inaccuracies: The flesh of a Yaksha is hardly sweet. Especially not one tainted with karmic debt."
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curiouskinetic · 3 months
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@mmriesoftvat "i'm not sick, the sneezing is just contagious." -kami
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"Sneezing isn't contagious? It's not like when someone yawns and then you feel like you want to, it's caused when like, y'know, something gets in your nose?"
Contagious sneezing... what will people think of next?
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abyssmalice · 4 days
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Since the child wanted cake, Arlecchino is happily carrying over a whole cake for Tonia. With ten melusines behind her, two each carrying five more cakes to go with the first.
"Here, child." Arlecchino says, without any trace of a smile. "You were correct in wanting cake. So, I'm going to sit here and watch you eat all six cakes, right here and now. I did make sure to buy a variety of flavors for your enjoyment." Now she's smiling. "Bon appétit!"
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Appearing with so much cake in tow is very, very suspicious - so much so that it doesn't even need to be said, it's just obvious. So it's only natural for Tonia to squint at the Harbinger, wondering what the catch is supposed to be...
A pair of meulsines trot by with a strawberry shortcake. It looks expensive, all of them do - can only be from Fontaine's finest bakery. And that's promising actually, because the girl has already sampled some of their goods on a few prior occasions, and they've yet to disappoint. That said, Arlecchino being the one to offer so many delightful cakes is still questionable; there's an immediate doubt if these were tampered with somehow—
A mango cream cake trots under her nose as she thinks that. Then a serving of chocolate mousse, and another pair of melusines with a black forest cake, the red cherries making for a striking and tantalizingly-sweet contrast to the more muted hues of the red velvet cake that Arlecchino first brought in.
Tonia watches the last pair walk over with a mixed fruit cake and wonders what she was thinking of a second ago.
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"Well," the girl says, sitting down after all the cakes have been set on a table. "I'm glad you understand then! Definitely smarter than my brother - he always likes to stop me from eating all the cakes and sweets I want. Not that you've earned any favors from me—giving me cake is only a natural thing to do, I think. Though I'll consider it if you need my help on anything in the future."
Not. Tonia is going to eat all of these cakes and then forget it all happened. As she said - getting cake is only a natural thing. She happily stabs a fork into all six of the cakes within the next five minutes, enjoying herself regardless of it all.
...Even if Arlecchino's watchfulness was honestly kind of uncomfortable at the same time. Actually, what the hell is her deal, watching her eat? Is she hoping she dies or something from cake overdose?
Well! Tonia stabs her fork into the strawberry cake a little harder. The juice of the fruit runs a very thin pink as it mixes with some of the pink icing between the layers. The girl eyes the Harbinger for a silent moment, not saying or doing anything, before she resumes eating her cakes. With a little more viciousness and a determined line to her face, as though she were trying to prove something in the process.
Spite and stubbornness isn't Tonia's favorite flavor, frankly. It's an antithesis to the very point of eating a nice, sweet cake. But if it gets her through all six cakes without any problems, then who cares?
(Maybe if she treats half of the cakes like an early dinner... yeah, she should be able to eat all of them in one sitting. Probably. Probably.)
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harlequinstave · 3 months
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@mmriesoftvat wanted a random starter
How odd. She had heard whispers and tales of places beyond the reach of Gods, beyond even the touch of her night sky. Yet it is within this space she finds herself... confused. For the first time in a long time, she is unsure of where she is, and what to do.
Her demeanor is calm, however; eyes dutifully tracing the world around her in search of some answer.
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"It is different, yet still the same."
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aeviare · 3 months
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reminder that you are a ball of sunshine and i hope things are going well for you <3
unprompted spencer asks <3
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{no u!!!!}
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allxgene · 4 months
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Startled from the rustling in the bushes and the green hair girl emerging from them. The little soot bird experiments giving scared peeps as well, some hiding in his hair.
"Who are you? I wasn't doing anything bad." The unseen Aranara even taken aback by her appearance. Iota putting a hand out to ease them.
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erabundus · 4 months
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@mmriesoftvat &&. said... "it is not up to me to restrain you from, what is the phrase? going wild? if it would please you, you may attack, but i expect you not to hurt yourself in the process." -nahida
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❝  hurt  myself?  ❞   the  wanderer  echoes,  incredulous  edge  BLEEDING  into  the  words.  ❝  it  hardly  matters  whether  i  do  or  not ...  you  know  exactly  how  durable  i  really  am.  ❞  that  being  said,  he  isn't  going  to  waste  his  PRECIOUS  TIME  arguing  about  something  so  pointless  —  not  when  a  golden  opportunity  has  been  all  but  dropped  upon  his  eager  lap.  violence  against  the  one  person  he  loathes  above  all  else.  (  violence  without  repercussion  —  even  better.  )  it  feels  as  though  it's  his  birthday  all  over  again,  and  this  must  surely  be  the  greatest  gift  of  all.  he's  spent  enough  time  fantasizing  about  shredding  dottore  into  pieces  small  enough  to  suffice  for  fish  food;  the  wanderer  can  only  hope  that  the  real  thing  lives  up  to  his  expectations.  
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❝  fine.  ❞  ren  continues  aloud.   ❝  i'll  play  by  your  rules.  ❞   begrudgingly;  on  some  level  he  recognizes  they  stem  from  a  sense  of  GENUINE  CARE.  he  simply  chooses  not  to  think  about  that  at  the  moment.  (  tender  sentiments  don't  mix  well  with  the  sadism  festering  in  the  back  of  his  skull.  )  ❝  if  anyone  asks,  i  take  full  responsibility  for  my  own  actions.  ❞
she  never  ORDERED  HIM  to  tear  the  doctor  apart  like  a  rishboland  tiger  ripping  into  a  piece  of  bloody  meat  —  she's  simply  choosing  not  to  intervene. there's a difference.
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tenebriism · 5 months
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Ah, yes. Today on: Albedo internally panicking about telling someone he greatly cares for the truth about his origins, and how he can potentially destroy Mondstadt (and beyond) one day, because he thinks it'll just blow up in his face and prove why he doesn't, and shouldn't, slap a giant 'I'M NOT HUMAN' sign on his backside. ⭐️
Nobody wants to be with the artificial ticking time bomb... or, so he assumes~
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roleplay-abiogenesis2 · 5 months
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@mmriesoftvat said:
"why?" -chongyun
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"Because she lost both of her arms to the Eleazar."
He answers shortly and to the point, not batting an eye to the dark image of his joke.
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"Knock knock."
And he's not done.
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ironbloodcd · 5 months
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Do you wish Childe could remember you? Why not just find him and tell him the truth, instead of sneaking into his room to see him? I'm sure he'd appreciate knowing who you are.
Random Anon - Always Accepting!
@mmriesoftvat mentioned
It's not the first time that he's wished that others would keep their noses out of his affairs - in fact, he very much prefers it when they do. They won't, of course. Humans are irritatingly nosy, always pushing their way into matters where they aren't welcomed.
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The sharp glare of Raven's eyes speaks volumes that words can't, though he's never had trouble speaking his mind on such matters. It's why he remains so dreadfully unpopular. "You know, people who insert themselves into the affairs of others usually do so because they're experiencing some kind of similar discontent." The puppet's smile is hardly a pleasant one - a thinly veiled jab at the person who's treading into territory where they aren't invited. "Maybe you should concern yourself with whoever it is that doesn't know that you exist, and stop focusing on me."
Besides, it's doesn't matter what he wants - because Ajax won't remember. As far as most of the world is concerned, he doesn't exist, and Raven has no intention of changing that. The anonymity that he's been granted is, in many ways, a blessing. He can make use of it. He can get the revenge on Dottore that drives him.
Ajax is better off with no memory of him anyway - because what has Raven ever brought to those who get to close to him, aside from misery and death?
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mcuntainbcrn · 4 months
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@mmriesoftvat cont. from here: [x]
"Apologies for troubling you." he had said she could call on him at any time, but still - given the role she knew he filled, there was always the potential she could have pulled him away from active combat to satisfy a curiosity that could have waited.
"I've been feeling a lot of movements around the perimeter of the Karst recently, and have noticed many of what appears to be numerous gifts left in their wake, littering the area, and have heard many voices speaking of lanterns...I can't pretend I'm looped in to this nations customs, but I wanted to speak to you on the matter if such things aren't as benign as they appear to."
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Even saying it out loud made her feel a touch ridiculous, but paranoia was something that had, more often than not, navigated her away from danger in the past...better to question someone knowledgable and feel foolish than ignore it and be proven an even greater fool.
"...do you happen to know about what may be the catalyst of such behaviors?"
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grislyintentions · 5 months
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bonks candace. -kami
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SEIZES HIS FOOT AND DRAGS HIM DOWN
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"Hello. Are we playing a game?"
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curiouskinetic · 4 months
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"He's cursed me plenty of times. I'm happy to sit out on the majority of times." Chongyun shrugs. "Part of me thinks Childe enjoys it."
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"You... you think so? I mean, I guess you could get used to it but enjoying it?" She paused, frowning. "... come to think of it, I'm technically a god too... is cursing people a skill I should be trying to learn?"
She blinked, then turned to Chongyun. "Hey, Chongyun--"
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