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everystephoftheway · 1 year

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camp cloudtop: chapter seven

Hello friends! I’m hard into the phase of fic writing of ‘ok we’re done introducing and now we just have to have things ~happen~ so what happens’ and I had no idea what was going to happen, but we got there! Thank you for sticking with me!

This can be found on ao3 as well.

After a successful hour in the pool, half the time as swim lessons and the other half as free time, next Vax, Keyleth, and their 7-9 year olds were headed out to the grass field for some games.

“We should come up with a group name!” shouted Tyne, the boy of the gnome sibling pair.

“Like a band!” Clemyn, his sister, added and he turned to nod enthusiastically at her.

“You know, what?” Keyleth looked over to Vax who nodded, offering an amused shrug. “You two can be in charge of gathering name ideas. Get an idea from everyone, and then we’ll vote.”

“Awesome!” The twins high-fived and immediately turned to the kid next to them, brainstorming ideas. Keyleth could’ve sworn she heard something about goldfishes.

As they finally reached the large field in the back of the grounds, a group of kids were already there with their counselors. These kids were older, most a good foot or more taller than Vax and Keyleth’s group. About fifteen feet across from them were big stacks of hay, each with a tarp with a target painted on it strapped across the front. As they got closer, Keyleth saw tall buckets filled with bows and a smaller bucket filled with arrows. The counselors setting everything up looked familiar.

“Hey, Vax. It’s your sister.”

Vex’ahlia and Percy were standing by the bows, Vex fiddling with one and Percy twirling an arrow in his hand.

“You’re not supposed to be here.” The drawstring backpack carrying their supplies bounced on Vax’s back as he jogged over to Vex and Percy, both of whom finally looked up and greeted him with smiles. Simon ran behind him, catching up and grabbing onto one of Vax’s hands.

“What, you’re not happy to see me?” Vex said with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m always happy to see you, sister. Did your schedules change?”

Percy nodded in the affirmative. “The canoes have sprung a leak. It’s not all that surprising. The things look ancient.”

“Hm. Well, just be mindful of where you have your kids shooting, alright? So far all of mine seem pretty agreeable, and I would hate to have to fill out all the injury paperwork on day one.” He looked down and smiled at Simon who looked away with a quiet chuckle, a bit shy.

Vex scoffed. “As if I don’t know what I’m doing.” Then, with a brief glance to her left, Vex took the arrow out of Percy’s hand, raised her bow, and shot at the furthest target. There was a quiet whoosh through the hay as the arrow struck dead center.

All of the kids started to cheer, including the little ones, and Keyleth happened to look back over to see Vex eyeing her. “Nice shot!” She gave her a thumbs up, and Vex simply looked away.

“Whoa, can you do that?” Simon looked up at Vax who was the one to chuckle now.

“My sister and I learned very early on that it was best if we had different skills. We were way too competitive to attempt the same things.”

“And he just hated losing too much.”

“Sure, we’ll let them believe that. Have fun, you all. And, seriously, watch where they aim.”

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“Has anyone ever heard of the game ‘The Floor is Lava’?” Keyleth looked over their group--now settled far enough away from Vex and Percy’s group that a wayward arrow wasn’t a concern--and while two kids raised their hands, the rest looked up at her as if she had tried talking in Abyssal. “Okay, well, never mind. Here’s the game.”

She raised her hand to show a red water balloon that Vax had just blown up and filled to about the size of a melon. “You’re all going to be in pairs, and your goal is go from that cone,” she pointed to a purple cone next to them, “to that cone,” she pointed to a blue cone about six feet away, “and back without letting the balloon hit the ground.”

“Where does the balloon go?” the draconian girl, Lei’hava, raised her hand, but asked her question before there was an attempt to call on her.

“Excellent question. The balloon goes...” Keyleth gestured for Vax to come over, which he did, and he promptly angled forward, bending just a bit at the hips. Keyleth did the same, their faces now only inches away from each other. Keyleth had managed not to make any eye contact until right as she brought the balloon between their foreheads; he was smiling at her, expression relaxed and hands tucked behind his back. “The balloon goes right here,” she said, pressing her forehead to the balloon and letting her hand fall away.

“You guys should do it!” Clemyn jumped where she stood. “Do the game!”

“Oh. Uh...” Keyleth moved the balloon so she could look at Vax. “Do you wanna try?”

Vax glanced over at their kids, all standing there excited, even Simon smiling in the back. “Why not?”

The kids cheered, and the two of them got into position again. The plastic of the balloon was sticky on her skin, the water sloshing about inside it making it feel unstable and disproportionally heavy.

“Everyone count us down!”

All at once, the kids shouted, “Three, two, one, go!”

Both Keyleth and Vax started moving their feet in a crab walk style, him going fast, her going slow.

“Wait!” Keyleth shouted and they both stopped, her hands out like she was balancing on a tight rope. “We need to think about this.”

“Right. What if we turned? One goes forward, one goes backwards?”

Keyleth thought about it for a moment before she nodded, squealing when the balloon bounced between their heads. “Shi--oot. Good idea. Can you go backwards? I’m not--.”

“The most graceful? I remember.”

Keyleth’s cheeks grew rosy--totally from the sun, just the sun--the two carefully turned themselves into their agreed upon position.

“Let’s start slow,” he said, and began taking careful steps backward.

Keyleth matched his pace, hands still sprawled out, eyes locked on the balloon. They got about halfway to the second cone before Clemyn called out, “Faster!”

“Faster?” Keyleth wasn’t so sure about that, but Vax’s steps started to pick up tempo and she had no choice but to follow suit.

“Come on, we can do this,” he said, voice low as he kept his concentration.

“Right. Yeah. Totally. We can do this.”

Now at a brisk walk, the two made it around the blue cone, slowing down a bit to turn and start heading back. The balloon was jiggling between them, but seemed secure. They got to no more than a foot away from the finish line when Clemyn again shouted, “Faster!”

Vax and Keyleth couldn’t really see each other, each one a blurred, red Picasso version of themselves, but as if they knew what each other were thinking, they sped up at the same pace and ran past the purple cone. The kids erupted into cheers, and immediately started to pick their teams, a few of them playing boulder, paper, shears to determine who got which color balloon.

Vax took their balloon and placed it on the ground by their feet, standing up to offer Keyleth a high-five. “We make a good team.”

She gave him the high-five, nodding. “Yeah, we do.”

“Mr. Vax, Ms. Keyleth, we’re ready!” Simon called after them, waving his snake plushy like a flag.

“Alright, let’s get you guys going. Everyone to the starting line!”

Vax started to jog over to the far cone, ready to referee their race, and Keyleth went to take her spot at the starting cone. A cracking ‘pop!’ caused her to jump, and she flipped around to find an arrow stuck straight through where their balloon was on the ground; now it was just a bunch of scrunched plastic pieces and water soaked grass. Keyleth looked across the field and saw Vex smirking their way.

Not knowing what else to do, Keyleth simply waved. Vex just turned her back, placing the bow in the box with the rest of them, and walked away toward her group.

#vaxleth #vaxleth fic #vaxleth au #camp cloudtop #my fic #vox machina fic #critical role #tlovm fic #critical role fic #vox machina #my god this chapter was tough #i couldnt figure out for the life of me what to do next #i mean i have the big plot in my head #but i dont want to just rush into that #so basically im coming up with B plots lol #or fluff filler you guys can be the judge #fun fact the draconian girl's name is flame in hebrew!#pronounced lay-ha-vah

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whynotsableye · 3 months

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BG3 OC (tagged by @illithidactivities, thanks for the inclusion!)

Name: Nia Liadan Valar (Pronounced Naya Lee-din vah-lar)

Nickname: Nia doesnt really do nicknames but she has grown quite fond of hearing the word "soldier" come out of a certain tiefling.

Pronouns: She/her

Star Sign: I've never put much thought into this, i havent even given her a birthdate lol

Height: she is 5'9" (about 175 cm)

Orientation: Lesbian

Race: Half-Drow, Half-human

Romancing: Karlach

Class: Spore Druid

Fave Fruit: Strawberries. Strawberries were one of the first fruits she tried in her first trip out of the underdark and they've been a favorite ever since, her magically produced good berries taste of strawberry as well

Favorite Season: Despite the fact that her favorite fruit blooms in the spring and is ripe at the end of spring or beginning of summer, her favorite season is the end of fall/Autumn, into the beginning of winter- right around the first real snowfall. The seasons changing reminds her of the ideals she holds as a druid.

Favorite Flower: If pressed she would say her favorite flower is lily of the valley, but at heart she would much rather have a culture of fire lichen or glow lichen

Fave Scent: Cinnamon, fresh bread, the ozone/plasma that builds on the wind before a storm, and fresh ground coffee. (and Karlach who she thinks smells like a campfire and cinnamon bundled together)

Coffee/Tea/Hot-chocolate? Almost always the answer is coffee, with a bit of cream, but she loves Tea- especially if there are natural additives she can find nearby. if she drinks hot chocolate at all it is almost always darker than most would prefer, with a stick of cinnamon.

Average sleep hours? 7-9 depending on if she is taking watch at camp or not. She likes to sleep, but if shes disturbed in the night its hard for her to go back to sleep which can easily make the odd night turn into 4 hours of sleep and 2 hours of laying in bed angry before making a pot of coffee and accepting she will just be moody the whole day

Dogs or Cats? Dogs! She loves dogs, and Scratch is the bestest boy in all the realms. she likes cats too. she herself hasnt kept many pets only the odd animal that would travel with her for a bit while she adventured (usually a wolf in the overworld, or a spider or rothe in the underdark, but these animals usually went on their own way after a time)

Dream Trip: Before the beginning of the game this answer wouldve been "travel the world" but after she started dating Karlach her dream trip is simply to take Karlach to her home grove and introduce her to the people that raised her and show Karlach the wild joys of the underdark.

Amount of Blankets: one- she doesnt get cold very easily (especially when sleeping with someone else) but when shes stressed she does want a heavier blanket or extra cuddling to calm down.

Fun Facts:

If you asked her about her parents, Nia would tell you she THINKS she has about 72 moms- this is because all the women in her grove that are mothers are mothers to all the children in that grove.

bonus fact from the first one, she didnt know the word Father until she was about 7 because she didnt have one and the men in the grove only parent their children and are instead more like uncles to the other children.

And lastly she has a real soft-spot for kids, and gladly wouldve taken every orphan tiefling from the druid grove in act 1 to her own grove.

I dont know everyone who has BG3 but if you follow me-especially if we are mutuals- and you have BG3 consider yourself tagged!

#bg3 #bg3 tav #bg3 oc

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shizuu-chann · 2 years

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OC: Kaetus Rix (a short-ish bio)

Name: Kaetus Rix* (pronounced KAY-tus**) Age/Birth year: 27-31 (from ME1 to post-ME3), b. 2155 Romantic partner: Ezri Shepard (Once again, my Shepard's younger sister.) Occupation: Commander in the turian 43rd Marine Division--Special Forces, captain of the frigate THS Impera, became a Spectre in 2182. Works with Ezri in a kind of joint Turian-Alliance military/ambassadorial "task force"--basically two frigates that form a team that are equal parts military and diplomatic in nature, and work with the Hierarchy, the Alliance, and the Council. (I'm still working out the logistics, etc, but this is the general idea.) Homeworld: Digeris colony; Apien Crest, Castellus System

Current place of residence: sizeable apartment on the Citadel, Zakera Ward close to the inner ring/Presidium; lives with his bondmate Personality: He's very easygoing and loves to laugh. He's not big on formalities, and is a self-proclaimed "bad turian." He jokingly chocks this up to growing up with a human best friend and taking on human mannerisms/attitudes and points of view. He's clever and witty and fond of unconventional military tactics, but he's not impulsive, nor is he likely to abandon traditional turian strategy if it remains the best, most efficient and useful option. That being said, he's often unapologetically receptive to Ezri's whims. Loves PDA, thrives on it, in fact. Physical appearance: Very tall, 7'3", with amber eyes, dark charcoal colored skin/carapace, and purple facial tattoos. He has a small, jagged scar under his right eye (not pictured, it's on the other side), extending from the lower socket edge and slightly through his face tattoo. His crest is on the long side, something he takes pride in. Family/Connections: His family is somewhat large, and is generally well known for being excellent soldiers and lifelong military. Both his parents are still alive, and he has three siblings. His relationship with his father is strained, but he gets on very well with the rest of his family.

His eldest sibling, his brother, is Avitus Rix. They are very close, he became a Spectre because his brother inspired him to accept the offer, and was disappointed but understanding when Avi left the Spectres after the Saren fiasco. Kaetus is still torn up about his brother leaving with the Andromeda Initiative.

His mother, Valaena (pro. vah-LAY-nah), still serves in the military as an engineer. She is incredibly intelligent and loves ships, tinkering, and making funky gadgets to entertain her children (when they were young) and just for fun. She had an initial dislike for humans, much like Marcelio, and held onto those beliefs until they moved to the Citadel. Closer proximity to humans moving to the Citadel lessened them, and when a 6-year-old Kaetus announced he was now best friends with a human, it really helped her realize those prejudices were silly. She adores her son's best friend and lover, and frequently chastises Marcelio for being ignorant.

His remaining siblings are his sisters, Nyra (second eldest) and Karas or "Kara" (pro. CAR-ah, and is the youngest child). They're both currently serving in the turian military and are very happy with their positions. Nyra plans to be lifelong military like Kaetus and their parents, and is the XO on a different frigate. Kara is biotic and is still adjusting to being moved to a Cabal unit, but she is thus far quite happy. They're very close to each other and Kaetus

His parents both served during the Relay 314 Incident/First Contact War, but only his father, Marcelio, actually fought on Shanxi as a soldier. He was honorably discharged from the military after a severe injury three years after the R314I and moved his family to the Citadel (Kaetus was 6). He worked as a military attache for the Hierarchy to the Council, due to his experience and expertise, until Kara (the only child born on the Citadel) went to bootcamp at age 15, then moved the family back to Digeris. He still makes frequent trips to and from the Citadel, as he is still a military advisor. --He still has a grudge against humanity, outwardly dislikes humans, but isn't aggressive about it and generally keeps his thoughts to himself. Before his character growth, Marcelio hated that Kaetus was best friends with a human for most of his life, and frequently tried to convince him to find a different friend, but was severely outnumbered within his own family because everyone else is fine with humans and adores Ezri. Fun fact: The last real conversation Kaetus had with his father was yet another instance Marcelio made his opinion of Ezri known, and Kaetus ended the conversation with something like "Well, I'm going to ask her to marry me, so sucks to be you, I guess." (I love him because like I said, he goes through a lot of character growth, and really he's just kind of old and crotchety, and battles with his own pride. Like, he's moved on from those grudges, but is too proud and generally doesn't know how to say that he doesn't actually dislike Ezri--or humanity--anymore. It all comes out during the Reaper invasion, though >:))

I really could go on, but I'll leave it here for now. This will probably happen again, lol. Kaetus is MY OC, and the art was commissioned and payed for by ME. Please respect that and DO NOT STEAL!

*I headcanon that his name is fairly common among turian males, like Chris or James for humans--ergo, it feels like every other turian is named Kaetus sometimes. **His name is definitely inspired by Kaetus from ME:A, but it is pronounced the way I believe it should be based on previous Mass Effect name pronunciation conventions. Come on. If Haestrom is pronounced like HAY-strum? Idk who tf decided it should be pronounced "KAI-tus", but I want to smack them, because it doesn't even make sense.)

#my ocs #oc: kaetus rix #mass effect #mass effect oc #turian #turian oc #I love him so fucking much

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tenebrisdivina · 6 months

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Darkness and the Demonic Divine: Follow Up- energy example

This is a follow up to my posts (Part 1 and Part 2) about discerning the types of darkness. I was guided by the Dark Lords Themselves to provide an example of this type of energy to aid in discernment. The black stone above is infused and charged with the energy of pure demonic divine darkness. It has been ritually infused with demonic divine darkness by the Demonic Divine Themselves, and as such it only contains this pure example of Their darkness energy.

Those who can sense energy can tap into and connect with the energy of the stone (via the photo) to align with and get a sense of what pure demonic divine darkness is. This can be very useful for when you come across different types of darkness and needing to discern ( for example with sludge or parasites) or to discern and determine whether the being you are connecting with is of the demonic divine or not. As all actual demonic divine beings contain this energy somewhere in their energy makeup. The stone's energy can also act as a tool for determining ( in explorations of darkness) alignment to a path ( demonic divine darkness) as a guide in the darkness.

For those who find it difficult to connect; - viewing and focusing on the black stone image ( while focusing on feeling the energy) chanting the phrasing (written as it is pronounced)

"Resh-ka en-vah-lay mi-en-tri-ose-soh na-ke-ta"

(pronunciation notes; "mi" is pronounced me,

"tri" is pronounced like tree

in na-ke-ta, the "ke" is pronounced kay)

chanting either 3, 9 or 11 times ( or more if needed) to become attuned and connect with the energy of the stone

Please feel free to use and connect to the image/stone as is needed and may it be of use to those interested

#demonic divine #demonolatry #spirit work #dark lord #occult #theistic satanism #witchblr #witchcraft #paganblr #divine darkness #energy work #beginner demonolatry #beginner demon work

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aikoiya · 9 months

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LoZ - Vae & the Spring of Talthïrï

Now, this line of thought might seem weird &, honestly, it very much is, but take that up with Greek & Hindu mythology as well as many, many others who all did it way before me.

Though, I mostly try to go over it from a cultural impact analysis standpoint.

FYI, mythology is just weird sometimes.

Also, Gerudo words with -n or -en at the end, are plural.

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There is a spring at the southern edge of the Ûjïa Desert on the Continent of Baydaan to the southwest of Hyrule across the Gerudo Desert. It was created when Chief Nàtïrï & her husband, Talthan, wished to never be apart after he'd been fatally injured by a Lynel.

Talthan had acted as the old Gerudo Village's captain of the guard & protected those that lived there. (Gerudo Village being the one from FSA & is further southwest than the Gerudo Desert, in the Desert of Mystery on the continent of Baydaan.) One day, the village was attacked by a monster raid. He'd been backed into one of the springs in the oasis that Gerudo Village was settled around & was fatally injured by a Lynel & as he lay dying in Nàtïrï's arms, she prayed to the Goddess of Love & the Goddess of Life, Vah Kàvtrïna & Vah Sāqmàla respectively, to never part them. They both granted Nàtïrï's wish by fusing Nàtïrï & Talthan together.

The resulting entity became named Talthïrï who continued to rule the Gerudo for many years. Luckily, they'd had children beforehand. (Though, it was really a bunshin on the part of Kàvtrïna. Said bunshin had asked for Sāqmàla's aid in granting Nàtïrï's wish as bunshin have access to much less power than their source deity & Sāqmàla, being the one to direct the divine power, had a very odd idea of accomplishing the queen's wish while Kàvtrïna's bunshin's idea had been more along the lines of blessing their souls to find each other again in their next life. If it'd been Kàvtrïna herself there, she would've chosen to do that instead & could've done it without needing Sāqmàla's aid. Though, she supposed that it turned out for the best? She was, however, able to tweek the blessing upon the water afterwards to make the burden upon the Gerudo as a result of their curse somewhat easier to bear.)

This all happened during the time that the Gerudo were exiled from Hyrule. (Between OoT & FSA, before the 2nd Ganondorf. Not sure if it was before or after TP, though. Could've even been during.)

The spring that Talthïrï had formed in absorbed their blood & became enchanted. Now, when one bathes in its waters, they are turned into a hermaphrodite (meaning having both male & female reproductive organs). Or vāï as it's said in the Gerudo Language. The word is pronounced vhay-ee with a lot of breath behind the "h"s.

Talthïrï had been much like Garnet from Steven Universe, having 2 minds & souls that worked in perfect harmony together. Both 2 people & just 1 at the same time. Though in this situation, they couldn't defuse no matter what.

However, Talthïrï was a different sort of hermaphrodites to the ones that the spring creates out of Gerudo. The reason being that Talthïrï was a fusion of a man & a woman & was thus a perfectly androgynous individual.

Gerudo vai, however, due to being exclusively female, when they become hermaphrodites they retain a 95% feminine appearance, just plus some extra equipment. As a result, they are instead referred to as vae. Pronounced vhay.

At the same time, only 3 people may become vae via the spring at a time. This has been tried & tested. 3 is the absolute limit.

As such, the Gerudo have a tournament whenever the previous 3 vaen have either all died or the remaining ones are about to die for one reason or another & whichever were the 3 best of the tournament, were allowed to bathe in the spring & become a vae. The 1st place winner becoming the prime stud of the village. If there are any of the previous vaen left alive at the time of the tournament, they always attend as esteemed guests with places of honor. If said elder vaen are still alive, then instead of the next generation of vaen being turned right after the award ceremony, then the Gerudo wait until after that elder vae has died & it's been at least a week after her funeral.

This tournament takes place at the old Gerudo Village, now Talthïrï Village, in the original homeland of the Gerudo of Ujïa. And whenever this tournament takes place, many Gerudo venture through the desert back there for a great to-do. This happens in the form of a sort of parade-like caravan.

It used to be that every Gerudo was required to enter the tournament, but nowadays, it's voluntary. The Ūpehkwa Talthïrï'è (Spring of Talthïrï) is heavily protected by Gerudo guards &, much like Gerudo Town, Talthïrï Village is a place where men are forbidden entry.

The spring is considered sacred as it was blessed by Vah Sāqmàla (the mother of the Gerudo's creator deity, Vah Gela) & Vah Kàvtrïna, a goddess originally from the now Ordona, Necluda, & Faron regions.

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Typically, becoming a vae was seen as a solemn duty, not something to enjoy. The reason being that much like in real life, only about 4-5% of Gerudo have any real interest in other Gerudo vaien in such a way & because of the cultural & societal pressures put on Gerudo to find a man & reproduce, letting anyone know that you preferred other vaien was considered a death sentence.

Literally, the day a gay vai realized this about herself was the absolute worst day of her life & the day she left the village "in search of a husband" was the day of her salvation.

Even though being homosexual was still looked down upon in most other places, if nothing else then at least in Hyrule it wasn't literally a crime punishable by torture & eventual death.

In these situations, these vaien only had 2 hopes: leave the village & never return or stay & train for the next Tournament of Talthïrï & somehow manage to win.

Anyway, vaen were expected to, as you've likely guessed it, breed any Gerudo vaien that failed to find a husband during their journey abroad should they ask.

This was a means to allow those who'd failed to find a husband on their 10 year long journey to still help the Gerudo to continue on into the next generation if they so wished it.

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Originally, vaen were not allowed to marry as they were seen as married to the Gerudo in a sense, a makeshift husband of sorts, but that changed a while after allying with Hyrule. However, even back then, they were allowed to take vo'màzren (concubinusi, a.k.a. male concubines) & even had entire harems of them. In fact, vaen were considered part of the upper class. They also weren't kept from bearing children of their own.

These vaen also tended to work in Surré Qasrehsen (Pleasure Palaces, a type of whore house), where vo'màzren were housed, trained, & sold. Vo'màzren that didn't have a specific mistress even working as enslaved prostitutes & were taught to treat the vàsitulïxan (dominitrixes paid to break in & train men taken into slavery) there as their mistresses.

Said vaen often also took on vàsitulïxa training. The awlï (prime) vae was often also offered a position as a Priestess of Life, though she was free to turn the position down if she so desired. If she did & eventually took vàsitulïxa classes & proved herself a good leader, she might be offered the position of vàmabïya (matron) of a Surré Qasrehs.

But since the practice of vo'màzren & sexual slavery was abolished, vaen could now marry men, however this didn't mean that it was easy for them to find men who could see past their... extra assets.

It does happen though.

After all, these vaen are more vaien than they are voen.

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Another interesting thing is that becoming vaen tended to cause Gerudo vaien to grow taller. Not quite to the max of 10 feet of natural born Gerudo voen, but perhaps around 9.

Vaen are also known to be physically stronger & more physically capable than vaien & it is mainly due to the testosterone that they produce naturally. Again, not to the same amount as natural voen, but still.

As such, vaen are considered natural warriors. However, vaen are required to sire at least 7 children before they are allowed to join the Gerudo military.

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There have never been any voen to become vaen, but there is a subculture of smutty romance authors who like to use the idea as a plot point.

There's definitely a small, niche group of Gerudo, & even certain female members of other races, who have... very odd fantasies, let's just say.

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Though, keep in mind that being a vaen isn't a natural state. Gerudo can't be born vaen.

However, if it did ever happen, it'd likely be considered a sign of that vae having most likely been blessed by Vah Sāqmàla as Vah Kàvtrïna very explicitly is against any form of sexual exploitation, sexual abuse being considered a cardinal sin amongst her followers, who'd all been starkly opposed to the sex industry from the beginning. Though, she'd since shown less anger since the abolishment of the slavery industry. After all, vaen choose to take up the mantle these days.

Though, both Vah Sāqmàla & Vah Kàvtrïna are said to be able to take on the forms of vaen whenever they wish. However, Vah Sāqmàla is the most well-known for doing this, specifically due to the myth of King Hànrys's Folly.

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I know this is a weird-ass subject, but I just find the concept of hermaphroditism in humans very fascinating from a cultural anthropological standpoint. Like, who the eff first came up with this idea?? And I just wonder how something like that would influence a culture if they had free access to it.

There's also the fact that the Greeks had the myth of Hermaphroditus & Salmacis, as well as the Hindu myth of Ardhanarishvara, who was a sort of fusion between husband & wife duo, Shiva, god of destruction, & Parvati, goddess of fertility, nourishment, & abundance. There's also the Roman god, Agdistis. And I'm sure that there are many more throughout mythology.

So, it isn't like there's no precedence for it at all.

LoZ Cultural Masterlist

#loz #legend of zelda #gerudo #mythology #hermaphrodite #gerudo culture #gerudo history #nsft

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decodamalion · 4 years

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Crossover

This idea was given to me by @bamboozled-boi. Enjoy! I hope I write your characters correctly😅

Characters from: Malion Series on Wattpad and Extraordinary

Characters: Cal, Taylor, Varitran, Kaylum, Mistyal

This is in no way a part of the canon of either story. I wouldn't know where the logic would begin to connect these 2 universes seamlessly.

This is a very slow paced story because it's out of thebpoint of view of someone who can live until he's 700 years old so just a warning!

Crossover: Infectious Magic

"Commander Blight." I heard a call from behind me. I turned to the shorter Flamewraith as he gave a small salute.

"I'd prefer to be called by my name, not it's meaning, Head Scout Laidon." I told him. He nodded deeply.

"Sorry, Commander Hue. I have news from Ramir. It seems all sorts of things target it. Some people have... appeared there. They tell of a quest for the Gods. Or... God-Tiers I think it was." Kaylum explained. I locked eyes with him, his glowed a dim orange.

"Do you think this has something to do with the cure?" I asked coldly, thinking of her. She would need it soon. Perhaps they could help.

"I hope so. Admiral Burns isn't doing well." He said. My heart sank.

"It's grown more, hasn't it?" I asked, allowing my illusion to fall, looking down at my overgrown purple forearms. I sighed as he nodded. He left the room and headed towards her quarters. I followed and when I knocked on the door, my illusion restored, I heard a faint murmur from within. When I opened the door, I could have cried. Admiral Burns lay on her massive round bed, wings crookedly spread and pale face buried in one of many pillows.

"Mistyal..." I mumbled as I approached. She gave a tired smile, her eyes still closed.

"Good evening, Varitran. I hope you are in a better condition than I am." She whispered. I placed my hand on hers and willed myself not to recoil in horror. I felt crystals forming.

"Amethysts..." I breathed. She pressed her lips together and sighed.

"It's getting harder to move my fingers." She said, barely audibly.

"Does Michelle know? She... she needs to be updated." I said, forcing the feelings welling up inside me away. She pressed her eyes closed and mumbled something. I ran my hand through her dark hair and leaned in to brush my lips her forehead in a soft kiss. She gave the faintest of smiles.

"I'll find a cure for you. For us, Admiral." I whispered and stood, giving her a soft, patient smile. With that, I realised that I didn't smile often. Only to a select few... To others, I must have come across as a gruff, overly formal Osrocan, too high up on his horse of sorcery... but to her... oh, to her I knew I was simply the softest man. She knew that I knew, and I intended to keep it that way.

When I left the room, my smile faded into my normal serious glare.

Head Scout Laidon gave me an Osrocan salute: open palm layed against his chest and his head turned upwards to the sky. His other arm flat to his side

I returned the respect with an Aslantian nod. Nodding was strange to me, but it made its way into my stash of habits. I noticed another habit when I took a strand of hair and started to braid it as I walked into the kingdom and towards the portal hub. I decided to head to Ramir by myself. These Gaians either had the answer and they would give it to me, or they didn't, and they would die. I would only accept one answer.

As the portal swirled and howled, I stepped through into the City of the Skies. Ramir. The bustling town always seemed to calm me. It reminded me of my days in Faric's academy. I headed to the house of the lord. Surely he would know where to find them. The guards allowed my access and escorted me to the grand table only a fourth the size of that in the Castle. It was intimidating... for an Aslantian home. I gave a respectful bow to the massive Aslantian sitting at the table. He grinned.

"Good evening, Commander Varnintran Hue." He said, butchering my first name, adding too many ns.

"Please, I'd prefer you simply refer to me by 'Commander Hue' if possible." I said, "You'd butcher common if it weren't for your high standing." I mumbled in Orsocan. It was far too easy to ridicule him in a language he didn't bother to pronounce correctly. He nodded and gave me a wide smile.

"Of course, Commander Hue. I assume word has reached the Queen that there are some individuals that may be able to help her with her cause." He said with a gruff chuckle. I allowed a smile.

"That is true, sir. Would you kindly direct me to them?" I asked with another insistent, slow nod. I knew he was hundreds of years younger than me, but he had the looks of someone in their late 500's. Aslantians have short lives. I wonder what the equivalent is...

500 ÷ 7? Early 70s. What a shame. At least Ramir would be under better rule in a few decades.

Before long I was escorted to the farming district of Ramir. In the middle of all of the fields stood two people: A large man that looked Aslantian and a shorter woman of the same race. The most striking thing about the man, was that he looked almost exactly like Master Baron, if he had orange electricity arching off of his limbs. The woman looked at me with piercing red eyes to match her crimson hair. She glowed the same colour. Perhaps these weren't Aslantians.

"Uhm.. My humble Greetings! Do you speak common?" I asked, wary. I hovered a hand over my medallion and gave the wary Osrocan greeting: lifted hand with my palm facing my ear. It was brief, because my hands were starting to shake again. I hated that symptom. The two turned to me and greeted me with the stragest accent. Then again, mine was probably worse to them. They weren't Gaian, that's for sure.

"Hey. Who- what are you?" The male spoke first, the electricity sparking and dying as he approached. I took a step back and held a fist up, knuckles pointing at him. He smiled and did the same. I glared at him and was taken aback when he lightly bumped his fist against mine.

"Is... is this a form of greeting among your species?" I asked. The girl laughed. The man nodded and I cleared my throat.

"I suppose I should not be so closed minded, then. Please keep in mind that extending your fist out to those with long ears such as mine is an act of warning and defence. I assume it means something different where you are from." I told them.

"Well that was a fist bump. It's about the friendliest greeting on earth." The girl explained. I looked to the man and he gave a nod, smiling proudly.

"Oh, that's right.. How rude of me. My name is Commander Varitran Hue. It is good to meet you." I said, folding my viciously trembling hands behind my back. I hated that the guards behind ne could see them. A gentle armored hand rested on my forearm in an attempt to calm them. I didn't know how I felt about that. They whispered to each other in Karmarean. I turned my attention back to the two.

"Hi Varitrain... uhm... Mr. Hue. I'm sorry, your name's a little complicated." The man said, scratching the back of his neck, "My name's Cal. This is Taylor." He said. I nodded deeply.

"It is lovely to make your aquaintence, Cal and Taylor. You'd pronounce my name: Vah-rrii- trrahn - roll the r's in the front of your mouth". I explained, "But you can refer to me as Vari, if that's a better alternative." Cal smiled. I allowed one and watched Taylor grin.

"Excuse my constant questions, but I was wondering imwhy you have come here?" I asked.

Taylor explained that they had found something they needed here on Gaia. They said they needed a massjve amount of Amethyst crystals, infused with a specific form of magic, and they had realised that this planet was the perfect place to harvest them. My heart sank.

"You do realise where these crystals come from, do you not?" I asked. The Earth... Eartheans? The pair looked at each other and then back at me.

"I suppose I have no choice. I'm a perfect example, so I may as well show you." I said and unfolded my hands, pulling them out from behind by back and away from the guard's gentle grip. Iet my illusion fall, bathing those around me in dim golden light as my overgrown skin became visible. I was ashames of my eyes and kept them closed for slightly longer than needed. When I opened them, I met Taylor's gaze. I glanced at Cal, who stared at my trebling hands.

"I have what is known as 'The Endoran Plague'. The Plague of the Night Crawlers." I sId, explaining the symptoms and pointing out that I wasn't nervous. Quite the opposite, if slightly ashamed. I explained that if I wasn't cured in time, I would grow over and harden into these crystals and eventually break apart into hundreds of them. They were looking for corpses and I would make sure they knew that and that they wouldn't forget it.

Part 2 coming soon.

#malion #oc #extraordinary #write #writer #writing #my writing #writers #fiction #crossover #Cal

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Yoga Class 101: What to Expect from Your First Yoga Class

Ready to attempt your first public yoga exercise course? If you are at all frightened by the thought of moving your practice out of your living-room and into the yoga studio, right here's an overview for exactly how to proceed as well as what to expect when you make it to the shala (studio) for the really very first time.

1. Find Your Studio

Maybe you've strolled by a studio that looks attractive, or you have a recommendation from a friend of where to go. Luckily, yoga workshops are numerous, so you need to be able to locate a workshop that is an excellent fit fairly easily.

Don' t know what you desire? Some distinguishing aspects worth taking into consideration are:

Whether or otherwise a workshop is heated (some can be warmed up to 100-plus degrees)

If a workshop appears to emphasize power yoga (the physical facets) or a much more spiritual approach

If the workshop has classes that are prepared by degree (including something proper for novices)

Whether or otherwise the course schedule collaborates with your schedule

2. Buy a Mat

Most workshops have yoga exercise floor coverings that you can borrow or rent (for a few dollars) if you're in a pinch, nevertheless, your floor covering will certainly be making direct call with your whole body (including your face!), so it's advised that you acquire and bring your very own. Plus, it sends out a message to your system and also deep space that this is a habit you are eager to buy.

You can purchase yoga exercise floor coverings for under $20 at shops like Target or TJ Maxx, yet once you've actually devoted to the practice, you might want a sturdier one, like those from lululemon or Manduka. These can be priced approximately $100, yet will last much longer.

3. Pick a Class

Once you have actually chosen where to go, choose which class is most appropriate. If you can not inform from the internet site, call the workshop and inquire which classes are best for novices. This is a really vital action since you intend to go to a course that will certainly relocate at an appropriate rate and also maintain you secure. Courses that are classified for newbies are obviously the ideal, but you can additionally try to find words like "Introduction," "Fundamentals," "Gentle," and also "All-Levels" to make sure you're headed in the best direction.

4. What to Wear

For yoga, ideal clothing consists of loose, comfy, active wear that will not limit your movement. You desire your garments to be loosened enough for you to relocate, but not so baggy that it enters your method or that your teacher can't see your kind. A storage tank top and leggings/yoga pants for women, as well as a tee as well as elastic-waisted shorts for males should be ideal. You might additionally want to bring a long-sleeved layer, as it prevails to get chilly at the end of a method. Finally, it is popular to have bare feet during course. This is both so you do not slide, therefore that you can more firmly attach to the Earth underneath you.

5. Show up 10 to 15 Minutes Early

No issue what style of yoga exercise you pick to pursue, yoga exercise is ultimately about reducing and soothing the nerve system. Therefore, start yourself off on the appropriate foot (no word play here planned) by avoiding rushing as well as stressing yourself out by being late. The majority of studios open up the room concerning 15 mins prior to the begin time, so why not capitalize on a couple of additional mins to find out the lay of the land, pay for your class (numerous studios have a New Pupil Special, so make sure to tell them it's your initial time), as well as to get yourself settled.

6. What to Bring into the Space

Bring your yoga mat, water, as well as a tiny towel (if you intend on sweating) right into the area. That is it. A vital item of etiquette is that you should not bring your phone right into the studio area, as your practice is a time to disconnect as well as detach from modern technology.

You'll additionally leave your footwear beyond the yoga space, so simply see what every person else is doing as well as go with the circulation. As you enter the room, locate an area where you can see the instructor well. Additionally, it is proper decorum not to tip on anyone else's floor covering while you are in transit.

7. Unroll Your Mat and Obtain Some Props

Your floor covering should be unrolled to ensure that the edges crinkle down towards the flooring. Line the mat up with those of your neighbors to make sure that you help to create organized rows (unless you are suggested to arrange in a various alignment).

" Props" are the devices you can use to help accommodate for anatomical differences in your presents (i.e., arm size, flexibility, etc.), as well as include blocks (foam or cork), blankets, straps or belts, and bolsters (pillows). If you go to a class that offers props, merely ask the teacher which props you need to obtain today, or see what everyone else has and get the same ones. If the instructor understands you are brand-new to the practice, he/she ought to give you some guidance on how to use them, but the fundamental policy is that they must be used to bring more security and easefulness to your postures.

8. Communicating During Class

If you require to interact with the teacher, do so in the past (not throughout) class. It prevails technique to tell your educator before you begin if you have any injuries or are expecting so he/she can give you with appropriate alterations and support.

It's also a great suggestion to allow them know you're a novice! Once course starts, the proper etiquette is to remain quiet and attentive. If you remain in a scenario where you really feel overwhelmed or at risk, just raise your hand or wave the educator over so he/she can come to you.

9. Yoga Customs You Can Anticipate Throughout Class

The adhering to are some common yoga traditions that you may experience in your first public yoga course.

Chanting Om: Lots of yoga exercise courses start and also finish the class by chanting the noise "Om." This Sanskrit word is said to be the audio of development, as well as helps to unite power and bring sacredness to the practice.

Child's Pose: This posture is one of the most common and also approved "resting posture" in the physical technique, and also is a great one for you to be accustomed to for when you need to pause. From your hands and also knees, simply relax on your heels and also place your temple on the floor with your arms outstretched or wrapped back around your legs. Feel comfy taking this present anytime.

Savasana: Pronounced sha-VAH-sah-nah, this is constantly the last resting posture in any yoga class. It translates to "remains pose," and also while that could appear dark, it simply represents the natural ending of the technique, and reminds us that everything in life occurs in cycles. The pose is fairly simple, you'll simply rest on your back for a couple of mins while the benefits of the method soak up right into your system.

Namasté: The practice at the end of any kind of yoga class is for the educator as well as pupils to state the word "Namasté" to every other. This word has lots of stunning translations, however basically implies "I acquiesce the Divine in you."

10. Make It a Routine

Sometimes the hardest part is making it to the workshop in the very first location! When you've crossed the threshold, bear in mind that the practice only truly becomes reliable once you've made it a regimen. You wouldn't most likely to the gym just when and also anticipate results, would you?

At first, you can aim to go yoga exercise class twice a week and see exactly how you really feel. You will likely observe a rise in toughness, flexibility, calmness, as well as better sleep consequently. As well as do not fail to remember to relish the sensation of achievement for doing something brand-new as well as great for yourself. You deserve it!

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diego barrueco + cisgender male + he/him + supernatural condition.┊ ❛ ━ hey, is it just me or do you hear seven devils by florence welch + the machine playing in the distance ? oh, that’s just kai winter, a 28 year old mercenary. according to my sources, i heard he can be chaotic neutral and is determined, but also merciless. that’s probably why they remind everyone of rusted metal, bruised knuckles and battle wounds so much ! anyway, whether or not they’re neutral about the supers, crystalline city is keeping a close eye on them ! ( lotte, 26, gmt, she/her )

THE TECHNARCHY; A GLOSSARY

TECHNARCHY: (n) A ruling body governing several planets within one overarching system, located in Zair, a galaxy located a million light years away from the Milky Way.

FREI: (n) (plural: frei) The most elite caste within the Technarchy, commanding all.

VALE: (n) (pronounced: VA-YEL) The noble/wealthy caste within the Technarchy.

SYNESTRA: (n) the queen mother of the Technarchy, manifesting in a living, floating city that is normally situated over the principal iron city, Plythe.

SYNESTRANS (n): The people of Synestra, considered to be a middle-class caste, far above those living within the iron city.

KAEVA (n): (pronounced KEE-VAH) gladiators and super weapons trained to serve the Technarchy.

PLYTHE (n) (Pronounced PLATE): An iron city located directly below the capital floating city within the Technarchy.

AEN (n): (pronounced AY-ON) Common folk living in iron city, doing blue-collar work.

THE BOY / #9: ARES

NAME: ARES

SERIAL NUMBER: 00000009

AGE: APPROX. 28 SOLAR CYCLES.

STATUS: ALIVE

LOCATION: EARTH / MILKY WAY

ORDERS: ABSORB AND ASSIMILATE UNTIL FURTHER INSTRUCTION.

FREE WILL — a novel concept, but one that does not exist within the TECHNARCHY. It might be more accurate to say that it was suppressed. As charming a concept it was, it did not serve the Technarchy to have radical elements within the system. After all, it was a perfect system, all creatures within it having been created and crafted for a singular purpose. A lifelong goal they spend their lives striving toward. This system had worked brilliantly for the TECHNARCHY, growing from what was once a single-planet Kingdom, into a multi-planet intergalactic empire. The sustainability and success of the system was evidenced by time itself. As such, there was no room for deviancy, and any traces of it did not go unpunished.

The system was divided into very clear, contrasted castes. All the way at the top of the hierarchal pyramid that shaped their society were the Frei, natural-born leaders whose destiny was to further their field and, by extension, the society. The Frei were leading academics, scientists, strategists, politicians, and researchers whose whims and innovations shaped the destiny of all those blessed to be born within the almighty TECHNARCHY. They were the closest in proximity and favour to the Queen Mother, SYNESTRA, and entertained a status akin to divinity. Legend had it that the Queen Mother had travelled through hundreds of thousands of systems, all throughout the far-reaching universe, before humbling their star system with the value of Her presence. The stories claimed the Queen Mother had chosen the first Frei herself, before creating a system through which subjects were categorised before they were even born.

Just below the Frei lay the Vales, nobility and self-made billionaires who only answered to the law on paper. They drove the economy, often at the expense of those at the bottom. The Vales were notorious for their unquenchable thirst for the most unconventional and unique of desires. Children were often warned of appetites that were beyond the pale, ranging from exhibitionist murder to slavery. The Colosseum was created as an answer to their unique palates. A fighting dome located within the heart of SYNESTRA, where the young were made to fight, kill and die for the pleasure of others.

The Vales normally took to watching the action from floating balconies just above the colosseum, while the rows of seats were filled with Synestran locals. With mediocre wealth, they were those who lay in between the very rich and very poor. Daily life in SYNESTRA could be boring from time to time, so, while they did not share the same thirst for blood Vales did, any entertainment was welcome to Synestrans.

However, the Queen Mother was not cruel. She would not send her children to die needlessly. To even the odds, she allowed for only the strongest of warriors to enter the Colosseum, natural killers trained from birth to lay their life and morals on the line for the Queen Mother’s desires. These were the Kaeva. Supernatural weapons who were privy to their own set of privileges and caveats.

Kaeva, regardless of birthplace, were automatically allowed to live on SYNESTRA, and to bring their families with them. Depending on their skill and accolades, Kaeva could even grow to be revered almost equally to the Vales. They were also deemed the Frei’s right hand, divine messengers of destruction, justice and wrath — whichever it may be. However, these privileges came at a heavy price. The role of Kaeva was one without an expiration date — no opportunity for retirement, no reprieve in old age or sickness. Instead they were taken apart and put back together until they became more machine than creature. Until they became even more monstrous than they already were.

From womb to tomb, they belonged to their masters, the Frei. The only exit clause to their destiny was death.

They were not given luxuries such as personhood — the freedom to love, dream, choose based on their own principles. They were not given the privilege of excelling or failing of their own volition. Every move they made was predetermined.

And so, was it a life worth living at all?

Then at the very bottom of the system were the Aen. Proud, hard-working people who toiled for the betterment and continuity of the TECHNARCHY. They were the moving cogs powering the great machine in which they all lived. They lived in the iron cities down below, wrapped in the thick fumes that poured out of the factories littering the ground. Their hard work put credits into the pockets of Vales and Frei who refused to dirty their own hands.

LEARN MORE ABOUT YOUR FAVOURITE COLOSSEUM FIGHTERS: #NINE

The family that would later produce number 9 was governed by a predetermined mediocrity that spanned over 12 generations. Each passing generation was born, and died, an Aen, working as hunters, famers, mechanics, builders, and the like. #00000009’s parents were no less mediocre. The father, Hunter #19099971, known to his family as ‘Vatre’ (Father) or Olarg worked as a hunter who tracked down deviants and criminals for a modest sum of credits to keep their family afloat.

Hunter #19099971 and his spouse, Medic #18772001 had five children in total. The record states the order being as follows.

1. SEALED #00000000: the eldest, known to the family as PYETR. STATUS: DECEASED.

2. FARMER #34991002: known to the family as MIRELISA STATUS: ALIVE.

3. FARMER #00918892: known to the family as ‘NAUCETE’ STATUS: ALIVE.

4. MECH #9001820: known to the family as ‘LVNA’ STATUS: ALIVE

Number 9 was the fifth child in the family and symbolised a miraculous turn in fate and a blessing bestowed upon them by the Queen Mother. For number nine, known to his family as ARES, was bestowed the rank of KAEVA.

Number 9 was left in the care of his parents until he was aged 8 years old. As policy dictates, tutoring was provided to the operative in the subjects of science, politics, mathematics and history.

Following this, he began his formal Kaeva training at the institute.The Institute oversees all Kaeva training and education. Core tenets such as survival, competition and determination for the mission are reinforced at this stage. Interpersonal relationships are undesirable as they may taint the training process.

After completing his initial training in melee combat, achieving the best results in his training group, he was put into the colosseum system.

Number 9’s lack of mercy and empathy are believed to be the keystones to his success as a fighter within the colosseum.

Speaking on Number 9’s record, Lord Vyneth had this to say, “The blood on his hands could submerge an empire.”

Currently, his ranking is the ninth amongst all KAEVA, and he was given the previous number 9’s serial number as a reward for his victory.

ADDITIONAL FACTS:

+ After conquering the colosseum, he was cleared for active duty. First, his missions were based locally, and often required him to take on the role of an enforcer, a spy, an assassin.

+ Then, he was upgraded to intergalactic missions, being sent as an envoy to other systems to carry out the Frei’s desires.

+ Sometimes, it meant taking down an existing government. Other times, it meant stealing supernatural artefacts or stealing enemy secrets.

+ The rules of being an envoy are simple. Assimilate, absorb, and, finally, complete the mission.

+ His eldest brother died due to ‘unknown reasons.’ His parents never spoke of it, but he later came to believe that it was because he was a defector.

+ His current mission is based on Earth. He’s in the early stages, and does not know the details of said mission.

POWERS

His power is ‘supernatural condition’. Based on the wiki this simply means: “The ability to possess an obviously supernatural physical and mental condition. Advanced version of Enhanced Condition. Combination of Supernatural Body and Supernatural Mind.”

Basically he’s not ‘superpowered’, per se, and he’s just about as strong as anyone else of his rank in his home planet. He’s just relatively ‘super’ because he’s a supernatural being to begin with.

There are various types listed in the wiki, but they all seemed a little overpowered for me. He is faster than a regular human, so faster than Usain Bolt, I guess. And stronger than an average human but he doesn’t have exceptional (super) strength.

Of his variants, he has the following:

- Supernatural Combat - Supernatural Senses - Supernatural Survivability

WEAKNESSES

- Not exceptionally clever - Lack of emotional intelligence - REALLY BAD AT ANYTHING OTHER THAN FIGHTING. Want him to boil an egg? Couldn’t tell you how. - He’s still new to the planet anddd probably can be easily outsmarted on a street smart level as well as home-based knowledge - He comes from a cold planet so extreme heat as well.

INSPIRED BY: THE WATCHMEN, MEGAMAN, FFVII

#gloryhqs.intro #Sorry this is late I SUCK #it's long too...sorry #world-building is hard #i forgot to mention this in there so...kaii winters is his earth name- for the mission. you can call him kai #names don't matter where he's from clearly so

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