"It's not the net worth of one's life that's important. It is the day to day concerns, the personal victories, and the celebration of life... and love!"
#ff6rp โ
#finalfantasyrp โ
#mvrp โ
#openrp โ
#sfwrp
#RP #MVRP #OPENRP
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< NAME: KEFKA PALAZZO >
< AGE: 35 >
< HEIGHT: 5'6 >
< GENDER: MALE >
"The end comes, beyond chaos."
Name: Viru Gender: Male Species: Hybrid - Ryujin and Nagarite (Features of Dragon and Shark) Height: 7'10" Description: A hybrid creature from Bayanari, a desert city by the only river in his region, and flows around The Sacred Tree: Rupa, that the four guards of the city protect. Using his unique combination of steam-based abilities and unique skills in music through a special Bansuri flute, he had become the Guardian of The West Gate. Outside of his duties, he assists his uncle in transports of gems across the land from his shop, as well as playing for the city crowds to ease their nerves with specialized, enchanting tunes. Due to his biology, it causes his body to be at irregular temperatures that, if not properly maintained, could cause him to be in grave danger. It was his uncle that provided two gems that assist him in controlling both elements.
"The first rule's not to let the pain stop you."
< #OC, #MVRP Account>
<Both Casual and Serious interactions>
<N/SFW material, 18+>
<Ships w/Chem>
<DMs open for plotting>
(๐จ-Takesu)
๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐... ๐'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ.
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐๐๐ก๐.
๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฎ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐๐๐๐๐.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐'s ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต.
โข ๐๐๐๐/๐๐๐ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ต๐ด (๐ญ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ)
โข ๐&๐ / ๐๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ข๐ด๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ
โข ๐๐๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ (๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐๐๐, ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ!)
โฒโ...I will pay for my Transgressions...โ โฒ
โฅ โ #BSKYRP #MVRP #DCRP #MarvelRP โโ
โโป โ โกโ
It is an astounding gift, these soul crystals. Your world is blessed to have them.
Still, they seem dangerous if used too much.
A healthy option. The mind can only take so much in before it requires rest.
It was, if only for the enormity of them. The notion of such an immense structures and so many so close together...
There is something strange about these cities of metal and glass.
I can understand the appeal--yet they feel alien.
-- It has been a tiring month and now that it's over I can get back to enjoying this space and drawing again. I hope people don't mind my absence!
โI wanted to draw him injured and limping away but I couldnโt get the lean to look right so this is what we get. Also I started to draw the beads on his turban but remembered that @unowarutsu.bsky.social stole those so I got to be lazy
โ I saw this and felt like maybe trying to sketch it? I made him a bit more like Steinerโs armor and just splashed some colors from Viviโs palette to experiment with. Hope you donโt mind!
Turning his gaze, he glanced in the direction of the watcher, careful to not make eye contact. Not yet. Instead, just a look and a brief scan to see if said watcher would look awayโa very human thing to do.
And whatever it was this presence didnโt feel โhumanโ. not quite.
Heโd heard phrases like โCosmo Canyonโ or โAdvertising some playโ or โhow does he keep his whites so white?โ (The last one amused him because the streets were indeed filthy and it was only magic that kept his robes clean).
No, he was aware of someone with /intent/ watching him. He paused.
One did not go through a war and the frontline without learning to trust their instincts and hone their awareness.
And he was aware in that moment that he was being watched.
Many eyes had followed him in the streets to this pointโhe was an oddity, he knew.
โThen donโt. The past is behind us and the future lies ahead. Whether it is good or bad, as I told you once, is entirely up to you.โ
He glanced at the ground, feigning a look of curiosity, looking for something that wasnโt there.
โStrangeโฆBut they arenโt hereโฆโ
Not in the romantic fashion of novels at least; it was a means to travel from one place to another.
โAre there many of you? Merchants, perhaps?โ
โJust concerned for a man in the sun.โ
Seeing now that the fellow was whole enough to stand and stretch, Minwu did relax. He decided to bypass the lecture and moved on to something else.
โYour crewโthen you are a sailor?โ
Heโd not seen any airships and the idea of sailing had never appealed.
โAre you hydrating properly?โ
digital fanart of minwu and firion standing with their noses touching. minwu is smiling, but firion is blushing and looks surprised.
-- Thank you. I was happy how this turned out too! I'm glad you like it so much!
Finding the notion appealing to speak with a creature so friendly, he nodded.
โThen I suppose I would ask why you are so far away from the mountains. This doesnโt seem to be your home.โ
He gestured to the very green hills around them.
Field Notes, Second Cycle
There are no tomes here. No temples.
Only signs: how the wind catches cloth, how footsteps echo in unfamiliar stone.
I treat it like a battlefield. It helps.
I would welcome a familiar face. Or even an honest stranger.
#WHMWanders
He put a reassuring hand onto the young man's shoulder.
"I wouldn't be here had you not intervened. Had we not seen your struggle with the Emperor in Hell, we might yet have fallen under his sway in Heaven."
He gave a wry chuckle.
"I saved your body at the start--yet you saved my soul in the end."
//If it flops, it never happened
