me, flashing back to crying in frustration over every essay i had to read on this blue hellsite about how rachel barbra berry was the Worst Character Ever when she was just a talented young woman chasing after her dreams and somehow this was Simply abhorrent: “can’t relate”
Thought about “Humans are space orcs/space fae”. There was a line talking about how theres a human working on a ship but no-ones entirely sure if they’re meant to be there, but they didn’t want to like offend the terrifying space orc.
What if the “drifter” archetype continues into space? Like maybe we negotiated for free travel with one of our allies, but because humans come from a death world and are terrfiying, and because humans can be oblivious, we just assume we can board on any ship going anywhere, nbd?
like not as stowaways. we’re not hiding. Like those wolves and wild dogs in russia that use the railways. Are YOU going to tell a wolf they shouldn’t be riding the train?!? Thought not.
- disable healing abilities on any hero left (except Ana’s ultimate),
- remove health packs,
- set self healers’ ‘healing dealt’ to 10%,
- set movement for all heroes to 150%,
- set Mercy’s ‘healing dealt’ to 200%,
- set her ‘healing received’ to 200%,
- set her movement speed to 50%.
Game mode is control with no mods.
The point of the changes is to force the teams to not only prioritize each other’s enemy Mercy, but to protect their own from being picked and losing their only healer. This causes both teams to stay in a tight group when they fight one another and Mercy, being slower than her teammates, has to work extra hard to support the team and depends on them for movement.
She gets about one rez per team fight, but if she’s not strategically placed or otherwise well protected, you’re completely without heals and have to send someone to pick Mercy up from spawn, or regroup entirely, which gives the team in control time to set up on the point…… etc etc
Optionally, you ban Pharah from one team and ban Zarya from the other team, so they can properly fight each other for Mercy’s heart. I’m still coming up with a good name for that version.
Eventually I settled for something more to the point:
Other titles I didn’t screencap were “Wife Wars 2: Battle of the Lesbians”, “Wife Wars 3: The Lesbians Strike Back”, “Attack on Lesbos Island”, and “Ship Wars: Bear vs. Bird”
I got one game to go and it worked just about exactly how I wanted it to. It might need some tweaks but try it out if you like and lemme know how it worked if you do.
At the request of so many followers, I have decided to mock up a little bit of information on Sea Magick and Sea Witchery. This is just a brief overview to give you some information when wanting to research or begin working with the ocean, storms, the tides, and the many creatures associated with the sea.
However, I will caution you that the many sea creatures (especially the Merfolk) are not very forgiving creatures, thus they can be pretty tough to handle for beginner, baby witches. It takes an experience sea hag to get them to cooperate properly, so keep this in mind when studying them.
Once again, this is a brief overview and introduction to my craft and path. if you have any questions, you can direct them to me via PM or ASK.
Let’s get started!
WHAT IS A SEA WITCH?
Traditionally, sea witches are witches who appear among sailors or others involved in the seafaring trade. Sea witches use witchcraft related to the moon, tides, and the weather, and are believed to have complete control over the seas. Many sailors fell prey to the sea witches curse on ships and were finally delivered to the one who rules all. In some folklore, sea witches are described as phantoms, ghosts,or in the form of a mermaid. These creatures would then have the power to control the fates of ships and seamen.
As the name implies, sea witches are believed to be able to control many aspects of nature relating to water, most commonly the ocean or sea. However, in more modern times, sea witches can also practice witchcraft on or near any source of water: lakes, rivers, bath tubs, or even simply a bowl of salt water.
In addition to their powers over water, sea witches could often control the wind. A common feature of many tales was a rope tied into three knots, which witches often sold to sailors to aid them on a voyage. Pulling the first knot could yield a gentle, southeasterly wind, while pulling two could generate a strong northerly wind.
Sea witches often improvise on what they have, rather than making purchases from a store or from another person. Common tools include clam, scallop, or oyster shells in place of bowls or cauldrons. Other items include seaweed, fishing net, shells, sea grass, driftwood, pieces of sea glass, and even sand.
Other types of titles they use are: sirens, water witches, storm witches, and sea hags.
DO SEA WITCHES HAVE CERTAIN PERSONALITY TRAITS?
Eh, there isn’t really a specific type of person the sea calls to, however I have met many sea witches that would be described as walking contradictions. Much like the sea, we can be quite flexible, but also forceful. Moods tend to fluctuate with the tides and lunar cycle. Hags both enjoy and love music and poetry; are quite expressive with their emotions, but also don’t easily award entry into their hearts; and can easily win the attention of a crowd, but then seek solitude in the comfort of their own homes. You would be hard-pressed to find a stagnant sea witch–they’ll always be on the move, searching and discovering. However, be warned: if you fall in love with one you must understand that a sea hag’s heart belongs to the Sea first and foremost, forever and always, and it calls to them over the span of lifetimes.
WHERE DOES THEIR POWER COME FROM?
For the most part, sea witches draw their power directly from the source: the Ocean. You’ll find that many of them, even landlocked sea hags, have trinkets from the shore and enjoy baths, storms, and the moonlight. Of course, there are many different kinds of sea witches all over the world and it really just depends on what seafaring folk culture they subscribe to that determines their power source.
DO SEA WITCHES HAVE SPECIFIC DEITIES THEY WORSHIP?
I am not even lying–there are HUNDREDS upon HUNDREDS of water and sea deities that sea witches call upon for aid and worship. Probably the most popular would be Poseidon, Neptune, Lir, Gong-Gong, Hapi, Sobek,
Agwé, Aegaeon, Delphin, the Gorgons, Samundra, Pariacaca, Watatsumi, Rongomai, Njord, Nix, and even Davey Jones.
One of the beauties of being a sea witch is that you can call on many ancient and powerful deities to aid you in your craft. However, I do advise that you make sure that these deities do not come from a culture/religion/belief system that is closed. You can check out a full list of water/sea/storm deities here.
WHAT ARE SOME TOOLS SEA WITCHES USE?
*TAKES A DEEP BREATH*
Water (salt, fresh, or storm), sand, sea shells and cockles, sea glass, driftwood, ship wood, compasses, maps, mirrors, bowls and chalices, sea weed, sea grass, fish and fish bones, coral, telescopes, sand dollars, pearls, bath salts/bombs/goodies, sea salt, linen, umbrellas and mops, windchimes, ropes, weather vanes, and blood are just some of the few tools we use in our practice.
TELL US ABOUT MERMAIDS!
The Mer or Merfolk are probably one of the more popular topics when it comes to sea witchery. I get questions all the time like “DO YOU TALK TO MERMAIDS?” or “HOW CAN I GET A MERMAID TO BEFRIEND ME?” or “AREN’T MERMAIDS JUST THE COOLEST?”
The Merfolk are an integral part of sea witch culture, but they aren’t the end all be all when it comes to water spirits/fae/demons/entities. There are so many to work with and all have interesting backstories. But let’s talk about the Merfolk for a moment…
Depending to what you school you subscribe to, the Merfolk (also known as mermaids) could be fae, demon, or simply water spirits. Some believe that the Merfolk are a species of kithain (also known as changeling or fae.) Ancient and unknowable, the Merfolk pose something of a problem to both fae and human alike. The arrogance of the mer is tempered only by their truly alien natures. The Merfolk claim that they are the sole legacy of the Tuatha De Danann, the oldest fae on Earth, dreamed long before any human ever set foot on land. When curious people ask how this could be, the merfolk are disconcertingly vague and ambiguous.
As I have stated before on the blog, the Merfolk are certainly an odd lot. The product of a totally alien mindset, the mer are simultaneously deadly, serious and playful, highly ritualized and completely free spirited, repressed and yet libidinous as a drunken prom date. The first thing one will notice about a mer is his incredible arrogance. Of course, as far as they are concerned, they have every right to be arrogant. After all, in their minds, they do rule the world.
Other mythologies tell us that mermaids are the bane of seamen. These half-fish, half-women lured countless sailors to their deaths. Breathtakingly beautiful humans from their torso-upwards, their lower bodies where those of fish, complete with scales. Men find their songs irresistible and follow them willingly into the sea. Mermaids can be caught and held in exchange for the wishes they grant. The males of the species, Mermen, are regarded as vicious creatures who raised storms for the purpose of sinking men’s ships. Occasionally they are successfully courted by human men. The offspring of such pairings are often granted great powers in healing by their mothers.
In short, mermaids are extremely beautiful, temperamental, powerful, and dangerous. They are not to be confused with Sirens, either, and find contempt at the very accusation. I will probably go into more detail about Merfolk magic in a different post.
WHAT ARE OTHER WATER SPIRITS THAT WE CAN WORK WITH?
Again, like the deities, there are so many different kinds of water spirits and this topic in of itself could be an entire article. So, here is a brief list and some traits about my favorites…
In Greek mythology, the Sirens (Greek singular: Σειρήν Seirēn; Greek plural: Σειρῆνες Seirēnes) were dangerous creatures, who lured nearby sailors with their enchanting music and voices to shipwreck on the rocky coast of their island. Roman poets placed them on some small islands called Sirenum scopuli. In some later, rationalized traditions, the literal geography of the “flowery” island of Anthemoessa was somewhere tucked in a cape, with rocky shores and cliffsides.
Sirens were believed to combine women and birds in various ways. In early Greek art, Sirens were represented as birds with large women’s heads, bird feathers and scaly feet. Later, they were represented as female figures with the legs of birds, with or without wings, playing a variety of musical instruments, especially harps.
These are the elemental spirits of water. Their magic centers upon this element, whose course and function they can control. Undines exist within the water itself and cannot be seen with normal human vision. Their homes are typically within the coral caves in lakes or upon the banks of rivers, though smaller undines may choose to live under lily pads. Their appearance is similar to human beings in most cases, with the exception of those living in smaller streams or ponds. Undine clothing is shimmery, reflecting all the colors of water though green is typically the predominant color.Every body of water is home to undines, from ocean waves, to rocky pools, to marshlands, to rivers, to lakes and ponds. Even waterfalls and fountains have an undine living in their midst.
The shapeshifting selkies, who are also known as silkies or roane (Gaelic for seal), occupy the seas surrounding the Orkney and Shetland isles. The exact nature of their undersea world is uncertain, though some believe it to be encased in giant air bubbles. Their true forms are those of faeries or humans, though they take the form of large seals when traveling the through the oceans. In particular: great seals and grey seals are said to take human forms. Older tales tell that selkies are only able to take on human forms on certain nights of the year, such as Midsummer’s Eve or All Hallows.
Occasionally they encounter humankind, sometimes becoming their mates. A human male may take a selkie female as his wife if he finds her seal skin on the beach and hides it from her. In the end she always recovers the skin and returns to the sea, though she may return occasionally to watch over her human family from the safety of the waves.
A human woman may bear the child of a selkie male if she weeps seven tears or seven drops of blood in the nighttime sea. Such relationships are rarely lasting. Seven years hence, the selkie would return for his child, offering the mother a fee for nursing her own babe.
One of the most dreaded and best known of the Irish faeries is the Banshee, properly named the Beansidhe literally, “woman fairy.” The Irish have many names for her (perhaps they feared invocation of her true name may invoke her presence?) They included: Washer of the Shrouds, Washer at the Banks, Washer at the Ford and the Little Washer of Sorrow. The Scottish called her Cointeach, literally “one who keens.” To the cornish she was Cyhiraeth and to the Welsh either Cyoerraeth or Gwrach y Rhibyn, which translates as “Hag of the Dribble” (to the Welsh she sometimes appear as a male). In Brittany her name is Eur-Cunnere Noe.
The Beansidhe is an extremely beautiful faery, possessing long, flowing hair, red eyes (due to continuous weeping) and light complexions. They typically donn green dresses with gray cloaks. Their wailing foretells of a death nearby, though it never causes such a death (which is why they are wrongly feared.)
As her other names might suggest, she frequently appears as a washerwoman at the banks of streams. In these cases, she is called the Bean Nighe (pronounced “ben-neeyah”). The clothing she washed takes different forms depending upon the legend. Sometimes it is burial shrouds, others it is the bloodstained clothing of those who will soon die. This particular version of the Bean Sidhe is Scottish in origin and unlike the Irish version, she is extremely ugly, sometimes described as having a single nostril, one large buck tooth, webbed feet and extremely long breasts, which she must throw over her shoulders to prevent them getting in the way of her washing . Her long stringy hair is partially covered with a hood and a white gown or shroud is her main wardrobe. The skin of the Beansidhe is often wet and slimy as if she had just been pulled from a moss covered lake. They are rumored to be the ghosts of women who died in childbirth and will continue to wash until the day they should have died. The keening music of Irish wakes, called caoine, is said to have been derived from the wails of the Beansidhe.
WHAT IS THE MOST IMPORTANT LESSON TO TAKE AWAY FROM THIS?
The Sea giveth and the Sea taketh away. The sea is both mother and reaper, passionate and cold, serene and turbulent, loving and cruel, generous and vicious. And if you meet a sea witch, you’ll know this to be true:
Neither chains of steel, nor chains of love, can keep her from the Sea.
Okay but can you imagine s3 through Sana’s eyes? Like how wild must it have been for her to become besties with her bio bro and then to watch him end up falling in love with her actual bro’s ex bestie who used to come to her house and eat her mums cooking like ????
These are the people that ship some nasty shit that is not justified in any way shape or form. Don’t come on my blog and throw a temper tantrum about how lance is perfect for or shiro isn’t //that-/ old
If you can’t see this then there is a problem with YOU, not with me.
so this is a master post of what bob said during his panels in Barcelona this weekend. i’ll update it as much as i can:
- Bob was 30 minutes late (x)
- Bob doesn’t ship Becho (x)
- Bob thinks Bellamy deserves a happy ending (x)
- Bob is bad at taking compliments (x)
- Bob is really happy with a scene that’s coming up soon. Ian directed it (x)
- Bob loves working with Ian, Eliza and Marie (x)
- Bob’s favorite character this season is Murphy and he loves how crazy Jaha is (x)
- Bob’s favorite superhero is Hulk (x)
- Someone said Echo is better than Gina and Bob said: “You are entitled to your opinion” (x)
- Bob said he’d like to play Becca and that Erica does an amazing job. He also said he’d look amazing in a red dress (x)
- Bob said there’s a huge episode coming up in 3 episodes (x)
- Someone asked about Bellarke but Bob said he doesn’t know what will happen (x)
- “I definitely think that they’re pushing the audience to think that way.” Bob about Bellamy having feelings for Clarke (x)
- Someone asked Bob if he thought Bellamy is in love with Clarke and he tried to avoid the question but he said Bellamy cares more about her and Octavia than any other of their people. (x)
- Bob about Bellamy and Octavia: “There’s a big episode coming, I think it’s one of the biggest we’ve ever shot.” (x)
- “Would I like Bellamy in real life? No. He’d probably beat me up.” (x)
- “What do you have in common with Bellamy?” - “We have the same hair.” (x)
anyways I love Isabela because if you’re dating Anders, and you get into Act Three she’s like “Hawke, you should come sail away on my pirate ship with me” and if you say “What about Anders?” she goes “of course Anders can come too!” with no hesitation
THANK U. ALMOST EVERY OTHER ONE OF MY FRIENDS HAS STUCK THEIR NOSE INTO MY RELATIONSHIP AND SAT ME DOWN AND WARNED ME ABOUT HOW AWFUL THE MAGE™ IS AND HOW I SHOULD LEAVE HIM.
And here’s Isabela, who accepts it no questions asked, and it’s so goddamn refreshing, thank the Maker for Isabela, my Hawke’s true best friend
*Quick note before I start: This is the first installment in a series I’ve called the Lost Colonies which is largely about human society adapting to the strange environments of other worlds. You can read the other installments here: 2,3,4, 5, 6, 7. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed writing this series, but with my new work schedule I had to bring it to a close. If you’ve enjoyed this story follow me on here for my other writings. Thanks again to everyone who has reblogged, liked, replied, DMed, or otherwise shown their appreciation for this series. It means a lot to me that people enjoyed it and the love you’ve all shown me has really helped keep me going for these last few months.*
An adult Turic sits behind a desk jotting down notes as a recorder takes down the interview for future analysis.
“I understand that this entire ordeal has been stressful for you and your fellow colonists but due to your unique situation we would like to use this opportunity to better understand human culture. Please let me know if we need to stop or if there is anything I can do to make you more comfortable.”
The human, a younger female by the name of Kiara fidgets in her seat.
“No, I’m fine, I just haven’t ever seen an alien before. Hell, until a few months ago no one had ever heard anything but legends of people from outer space.”
The Turic looks down at his notes as he tries to reconcile this information.
“According to our research it says that your colony was originally founded just over 500 Sols ago. Are you saying that in that short amount of time your colony’s knowledge of spacefaring and other sapient races was erased?”
“I guess? What’s a Sol though? How long would that be?”
“Oh, a unit of time measurement based on the solar rotation of your home world. Prior to your race’s colonization of other worlds you referred to it as a year. For reference, you are estimated to be 22 Sols old.”
“Then yeah, that makes a lot of sense. We didn’t really have permanent settlements and had to keep moving. One of the older stories said that we came to our world in a fiery ship and that the remains of it could be found out in the wastes once a cycle. That’s what we call it when the Thaw comes back to the same point.”
“I have heard some of the other colonists mention this Thaw. This is the name for the habitable zone in which your colony exists, correct?”
“Yeah, you live in the Thaw, you move with the Thaw. The Thaw keeps you from burning or freezing as long as you work with it. It protects you, feeds you and keeps you alive, but it always moves so you need to move with it.”
The Turic frantically scribbles notes on its data pad.
“Fascinating. It appears as though your civilization has come to mythologize a natural phenomenon the way your ancestors on earth frequently would. Your colony was founded on a planet that was almost what we would call tidally locked. In essence one side of it always faced your neighboring star and it rotated as it spun around it so that the same side always faced it at all times. However the spin was off by a small fraction so that the planet gradually rotated to have a day/night cycle, but this cycle was so slow that it took roughly 50 Sols for a single rotation. This would have made for a narrow band of surviveable temperatures but one that was constantly shifting albeit at a slow pace.”
Kiara stared blankly at the Turic.
“Sorry, that went a little over my head. What I think I caught from that though is that one side of my world faced the light and one side faced the dark and we lived in the space between. Which yeah, that’s the Thaw.”
“I apologize, this is fascinating for me, I’m just curious as to how or why your people took what appears to be such a large step backwards in their technological capabilities.”
“Well, like I said, some of our stories say that we came from a fiery ship and that it can be found in the wastes. If my people really did come from another world, maybe we crashed and our technology broke. We do tend to keep on the move and we usually leave things behind when they break and can’t be fixed. I wasn’t old enough to remember seeing the great ship when my parents took me there and it was taken by the scorch a long time ago.”
The Turic stared at his data pad wondering how he would even begin to unravel all of this.
“Well, hopefully we can find some solid answers to this mystery someday, but I would like for you to tell me more about your colony. What is life like on your world?”
Kiara straightened up in her seat and smiled.
“My name is Kiara Williams. I’m a frost melt like my mother and father before me. We work on the very edge of the Thaw to make sure that the glaciers, mountains and streams run in the right ways when it comes time for the Thaw to reach them in full. We scout lands in the cold to find new sites for villages. We dig breaks in the ice to make sure that the largest sheets fall away from farms and villages. It’s bitter cold and dangerous work but it’s important and sometimes exciting.”
The Turic stared in an expression that would have been the human equivalent of slack-jawed.
“You colony had the technological equivalence of pre-industrialization. Are you saying that your people geoformed an ice world to ensure proper farmland using little more than steel tools and furs?”
“Well there are plenty of other jobs too. My brother is a farmer out in the warmer parts of the Thaw and I have a cousin who lives on the other end of it as a waste reclaimer.”
“And what is it that your cousin does?”
“He goes out into the scorch looking for broken things that can be fixed or things that were left behind by accident. Most people say that’s not a job for an honest person, but he has a real knack for finding stuff to sell. I heard he even managed to find a few relics off the great ship.”
The Turic made a note to track down this cousin immediately.
“Are those the only professions available?”
“Of course not. There’s bakers and builders and law makers but we do have to keep moving with the Thaw so most of us try not to stay in one place too long. It doesn’t help to get too attached. We can usually only get 3 or 4 harvests out of a plot of land before it gets too hot to grow. That’s why frost melts like me are so important to help scout the farms in advance.”
The Turic glanced at the blinking light on his recorder that was letting him know that his allotted time was nearly up.
“I’ll need to let you get back to your family unit soon, but is there anything else you can tell me about your colony or its culture?”
Kiara sighed. “Not really. Being a frost melt, I spend most of my days surrounded by ice as far as the eye can see. It’s strange and beautiful though. There’s massive mountains made of nothing but ice and I know that if I simply walk for a few hours towards out into the frost it would be cold enough to kill, but I know that I’m the one who gets to tame it. At times when the wind is calm I can breath the cold in deep and look out to the stars and wonder what it would be like to explore them too.”
Kiara looked down at her feet self consciously and laughed.
“I guess I can actually get to do that now huh?”
The Turic adopted the human expression of a smile.
“There is a lot of unexplored space out there. I’m sure the human race would be proud to have you back to help them seek it out.”
You know, it normally takes weeks if not months for my
feelings to settle on a subject relating to fiction. Like, my first time
through, it’ll wash over me, I’ll consider it a while, and then, eventually, I’ll
come to a conclusion.
But Gil’s story rubbed me wrong on first run, and I easily
figured out why.
Gil’s story is my nightmare as a gay man.
I know I’m not the first to sum it up, but I am SO
frustrated and pissed off by this (and Mass Effect Andromeda’s handling of M/M
relationships in general), I need to work it out of my system.
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I will never EVER understand vkook shippers audacity to blame jimin whenever vkook don’t have moments!!!
I WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND HOW YOU HATE HIM AND CALL URSELF AN ARMY YOU UGLY PPL
Jungkook hates jimin?
Jikook is one sided?
WHERE HOW AND WHEN? I can spend days and days talking about the amount of times jungkook choosed jimin over the other members i can post a whooole album of +700 pic of jungkook being the one who initial skinship with jimin.
From where does “jeon satellite ” nickname come from ? Isn’t it the nickname korean fans gave to jungkook because they noticed he follow jimin everywhere? And so on so on
I can think of nothing except how disappointed jungkook would be if he knows he has ugly fans like you.
This will forever be my favourite photo of these 3, not because of how they look but because you can see how much they’ve grown, the expensive clothing screaming hard work and me feeling hella proud because these dorks have come so far 😭