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Absolutely dying to return to my characters here and get back into Inquest RP especially, but just not sure when I'll have it in me to return. aghh
I miss my rp buddies, my guild, and my characters so much. Atm I haven't really had a computer for gaming for some time now, but I do keep gw2 updated. I don't have the latest expansion though, and tbh a lot of my personal RPs have been so involved that they're still in Amnoon learning that Balthazar is gone. There's catching up to be done and time skips to flesh out before I can justify a purchase.
Idk how many people still following this blog still play, or how much my absence is even felt, but I hope to come back this year. Even if I don't revive the guild (I'm sure that vacuum is filled anyway), I look forward to meeting friends old and new.
In the meantime, I may write some things for this blog.. hmm..
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a friend (Deep, no tumblr sorry) helped me draw her magpie, but the rest is all me.
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Fae's Smol Guide to "oh god I need to PvP for this armor"
I know a lot of people are looking at the 10 PvP matches needed for the Decade armor and crapping themselves. So here's an "aaaaahhhfdhjfhdsfjhdsjhfgdsh" guide to getting through this shit.
Setup in PvP lobby:
Go to heart of the mists (crosswed swords icon in the top left, then click "Enter PvP Lobby) and open your equipment menu. Click the button next to your armor to bring up the PvP gear menu.
Your stats come from the Amulet, so what you wear isn't important, but please do wear *something* as that's important. Pick a rune, some sigils. Tada. You're geared. On the PvP menu make sure stronghold is ticked off. Stronghold sucks. Just play conquest.
Play unranked (The one that just says "Play". Bring some friends if you want, make a party. You can go with a full 5 man party in unranked. Ranked you're limited to bringing just one friendo.
Hit "Play" and wait for the honk. Ready up. Pick a map. Wheel spins. It picks a map that people voted for.
Oh god oh god what do I do.
Please hit the ready thing on the left hand side when you get into the match. Please.
Generally speaking, there's 3 nodes. Home (the one closest to you) Mid (…. middle) and Far (the one furthest away). The idea is to cap nodes and be a murder hobo. You want to stop the other team from capping. You can either de-cap (just make the circle go white) or cap it fully (make the circle go your colour). The main thing is deny the other team from holding their colour. At the start of the match, only one person needs to go home but occasionaly the enemy does send someone to far right away, so be aware!
The pain and suffering will end when one team hits 500 points.
And that's basically it. Have fun with it. Don't need to do all ten matches at once. Space em out if you want. Don't freak out if you die. If you do die then you have a countdown then it automatically respawns you. Some maps do have some slight mechanics / bonuses to them, but I wont cover that here.
If you need a PvP build then check out metabattle or Hardstuck. Enjoy! (or try to)
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Happy birthday to all of the head start characters still vibin’ and thrivin’!
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GW2 Open RP Event - Final Details!
No ties needed to break, so here's the official details for the event :) I'll work on a flier for it if I have time!
Location: Unnamed Amnoon Lounge (would love a suggested name or two for flavor!)
Date: Saturday, August 27th
Time: 8pm-11pm EST
Theme: Open Floor Performance Night
Hope to see you there! if people would like, I can make a "set list" form for those who know they plan on performing (again, this can be music, poetry, whatever you like!) No actual rigid time slots would be written - it's just for the sake of gauging how many people definitely plan to perform!
screenshots of results below
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Swept off his feet in a sudden instance, the progeny all but has the wind taken from him in the haste of their flight. Pwitt found himself craddled against the warm stone of the Disaggregator’s armor, the glowing magitech humming so that he could even feel it in his stomach. Through the rush and jostle, the progeny watched flashes of figures, fires, and shattered masonry pass them. With so much of the homecube damaged, landmarks were few and far between, but Pwitt held a vague impression of where they were headed.
A deafeningly loud crash reverberated throughout environment, bombarding the small asura with such concussive force that it rang in his ears and seized his bones.
Save for the odd growl or curse, Gerik hadn’t spoken. It wasn’t until they’d rounded Statics and ducked behind the rubble that the asura activated his communicator, with a voice rasped by the very smoke concealing their location.
With Gerik’s hand shielding his input from the chaos around the city, Pwitt couldn’t understand a word. He listened nonetheless, as well as one could with buzzing ears. A frustrated growl forced a cough from the Disaggregator, stirring Pwitt from his stupor, and he could hear his mother’s name repeated without response.
What happened next was a series of blurs, accompanied by movements and blasts that dazzled his senses. Few sensations reached him beyond the grip of his guardian and the burning ash, and it wasn’t before he’d been set down that he remembered his own cognizance.
The plateau on which they stood splintered into branching pathways, each labeled with a corresponding evacuation route. The flurry of panicked asura around the Dynamic’s campus was indecipherable, krewes and family units desperate to secure a means of escape for themselves. Pwitt drew himself closer to Gerik, clutching claws into the shallow recesses of armor, but the larger asura could pay him no mind. The Disaggregator had engrossed himself in the access panel they faced, producing several errors until the program finally relented.
Pwitt had time to notice the Inquest’s sigil on the display before he was again forced into motion. The pathway Gerik hurried them down followed the motif along the tiles, a heavy slam behind them again concealing them from the rabble now trapped behind it.
Under Siege
[explosions]
“Pwitt,” his mother knelt in front of him, the hand on his shoulder still smoking from its glove. The Magistrix’s uniform shared the distinction, fabric scorched and armor charred. Her hair was frayed by the same fiery magics, an unfamiliar dull black eclipsing the soft fawn color. Though despite these anomalies, what captured his attention were her eyes. Cold violet bored into his, stern yet weary. “Listen to me.”
“Affirmative?” As he spoke he word, realization struck his child’s intuition. His heart caught in his throat, and he could see the expression on his mother’s face was dread.
“You must go with Gerik. Go immediately, and do not look back.”
He meant to protest, but it was too hard to speak when he could barely breathe. She must have known, because he was brought to her chest in a swift embrace, squeezing him with every withheld emotion she had guarded.
“I know.. I know, my databit,” she cooed into his ear, and Pwitt clutched himself to her as though his meager strength alone could hold her in place.
“I love you, and I will find you again.”
He choked again as a distant explosion tightened her grasp, only to cruelly release him from that warmth immediately after.
He hadn’t heard her sword fall, but watched as she snatched it off the ground and sped away before he could return her words.
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“Pwitt!”
The burly asura hurried to him, checking each corridor on his way. He slid to a halt on once black greaves, further chipping them to gray. Heavy gauntlets fell on the progeny’s shoulders, gripping him uncomfortably tight at first grasp.
Pwitt watched as he glanced the surroundings again, and Gerik’s question was clear before he even spoke it.
“Where is your mother?”
“She isn’t coming,” Pwitt mumbled.
Gerik’s mouth opened as though there was more to ask, but the empty halls had already answered him.
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Under Siege - Pwitt log
I don’t know how long the noise went on for. I heard him bashing the door and yelling. Things were being crashed out there. It must have been hours before I decided to come out and check on him. I was scared.
There was a lot of debris. I thought it must have been from the landing, but it looked like a wild animal shredded everything. Uncle Gerik was there, staring out the hatch window. I don’t think he even tried opening it.
I didn’t know what to say. It didn’t feel real. My legs were still shaking and it was difficult to speak, like my vocal chords malfunctioned. I tried for a long time to say something, and eventually I made a sort of squeaking sound.
I wasn’t sure he even heard me at first, but he turned around and looked different to me. I don’t remember ever seeing him like that before. Melancholy? It made my insides twist up.
I wish I knew what came next but I don’t even know where we landed! I’m scared and I just want to go home.
Why did she send us away?? It isn’t fair! I don’t know what’s going on!! Alchemy damn it!!
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Hello GW2 community this is Sparrow Tail and he has tboy swag and is confused 99% of the time
(The funny little sylvari next to him belongs to my lovely boyfriend @zhenghuaz!!!!!!)
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Really want to learn RenPy finally. I've had an asura dating sim concept for YEARS that I'd want to work on but I just haven't been in a place to really learn the software (even tho it's really not too hard).
idk, maybe this fall I can get my shit together, stabilize my meds and priorities without being interrupted by ridiculous bullshit.
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[The holodisk left for Pwitt causes the golemite to spark and fizzle, its already battered chassis shuddering with the effort. A few tense moments more than expected, and the rotors begin to whirr and a hologram is finally brought to light. A rectangular projection frames the portrait of the former Magistrix, a heads-up display ticking its dimensions beneath.]
“Pwitt..”
[Kezza seems to clear her throat, a burst of static cloaking the sound. Background noise distorts the audio, along with the corrupted nature of the disc.]
“My databit. Don’t be afraid. I’m coming to find you, as soon as possible. I promise.”
[A loud blast blows the sound receptors, and the picture is flung into static again. It flickers once before returning, Kezza seemingly having reactivated it from a brief malfunction.]
“Stay with Gerik. He’s going to take care of you for Vinn and I, until we return to you. We’re..”
[Something off-screen catches her eye, and a very solemn expression overtakes her features. The couple moments of silence see her ears fall just slightly, before her attention returns to her son.]
“Pwitt, we love you. We.. We love you immeasurably.”
[Her attention strays again, worry creasing her brow. The background noise carries a new series of low booms, and the following white noise almost cloaks the shouts and cries beneath it. Kezza takes a nervous breath before the static overcomes the visual display. Her voice is heard giving orders, a shift in pitch either due to panic or a corrupted recording. It’s a few seconds more before she returns to the screen, stark lines of digital white noise interrupting her image and audio.]
“It’s going to be alright, my databit. I’m going to find your father and we’ll be together again before you know it! I… I have to go now. The Pact is closing on our location. I love you, my progeny. We’ll see each other again, soon…. End log.”
[The image of Pwitt’s mother fazes in and out with the failing power gem of the golemite, but stabilizes itself between static hisses in time to see the asura rise from her console, and bark orders at unseen personnel. She is interrupted by another blast, and covers her head as debris shoots past her. The audio discontinues, sputtering and drawing deep tones of data corruption. When Kezza looks up again, it’s in the direction of the blast, but whatever she is shouting is unheard.]
[The picture begins to fizzle, the holodisc crackling through what little remained of audiovisual data. The last fractured image is that of Kezza, teeth bared in a command as menacing figures rise from the background.]
Under Siege - The Letter
Ger -
If you’re reading this, there is high probability I have failed to accompany you. If not, disregard the succeeding missive and terminate it.
I’m sorry. Whatever transpired, understand that I never wanted this. I would do anything to be with you and my databit. Yet when we made that promise, I suspect we both knew what our chances were. Tell Pwitt his progenitors are exceptionally proud. And please forgive me.
If I see you again, it will be at the safecube in the Silverwastes. Should you arrive before me, do not hesitate to run if the area is compromised. I will locate you and Pwitt, no matter how long it might take.
He’s begun his first semester in Synergy, by the way. I’m willing to forgive your poor life choices and count on you to tutor him, Professor. If you set aside your prejudices against the finest field of study, maybe you’ll learn something too! Alchemy knows you’re capable of it.
I’ve included six months’ worth of dehydrated grubs and supplements in the cargo hold, along with my favorite equipment for him to pursue his research with. Ensure he remains thorough and concise in his observational datalogs. Don’t allow my little genius to be overcome with despair in our absence. Encourage him to always keep exploring, and to keep my memory in the experiments I’ve left behind for him.
This is more difficult than I first assessed. It is an impossible maternal instinct to overcome. When I think of holding Pwitt for the last time, my only–and greatest–comfort is knowing he will have you to rely on. You’re the only one we trust.
You have been my greatest ally in every circumstance we’ve faced together. I could always depend on you to come out on top, and this is no different. I have never known a krewemate more capable, reliable, and loyal. There is no one I would feel more secure with taking my progeny on as their own.
Excelsior, Gerik. I love you.
– Kez
#idk how interesting this is#but there's more i could post#idk#asura au#gw2 asura#gw2 inquest#inquest#gw2 rp#gw2 au#under siege#asura
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Came across some old fragments of an AU I never totally got off the ground. Tidied them up a bit to repost, enjoy if Inquest drama is your thing.
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To make up for the psychic damage we inflicted on the old school Guild Wars players yesterday and to celebrate 10 years of the best MMO out there… we’re gonna have a giveaway.
Stuff up for grabs:
Two 2000 Gem Codes (two winners)
200 Gold (one winner)
How to Enter:
One reblog and one heart on this post will each count as an entry. Only one reblog will count per account.
We’ll stop taking entries at server reset on Thursday, August 18th. A random number generator will be used to choose winners.
Rules:
You must be following shitgw2playerssay. Yes, we will check.
Be sure to have your Inbox turned on so we can mail/message you. We’ll message you if you win.
You will have THREE DAYS from the time that we message you to respond or we will reroll and give your prize to someone else. If we can’t message you on Tumblr, we’ll reroll.
You must feel comfortable with giving us your in-game name in the event that you win the gold.
No giveaway blogs.
Please no death threats this time (lol).
XOXO,
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We need more hairstyles right?
I finished a few sylvari hair concepts from the stream!
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Hey commanders of gw2.
I’ve been working on something for quite some time. Dedicated a ton of work to it and I hope you all will find it very useful.
So here it is;
The ultimate GW2 guide to CC aka Crowd Control.
Did you ever struggle with breaking blue bars? Do you never really know which of your skills do CC, and what type of CC they do? Look no further. You don’t have to spit through the wiki page for your profession (I did that for you) and compiled all your necessary data in one handy cheat sheet!
They’re high res, mobile friendly, and easy to understand!
They also contain all the new EoD specializations.
(Ranger mains will have to wait a bit longer, a 10th sheet with all pet specific information will be released very soon!)
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gold commissions perhaps
idk if people would be intrested so this post is mostly to see if there would be any
i want to come back and sketch some characters as well so thought gold as payment in gw2 would be a nice option maybe :thinking:
examples would be like these
idk really about the pricing but id say 50g for colors and 35g for he sketch with some shades?
headshots only, and im okay with every race from the game, dm me here if intrested, lets see how it goes!
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