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One Hell Of A Vacation - Chapter 57
2023.03.26 10:02 WaveOfWire One Hell Of A Vacation - Chapter 57
Early upload cuz work. Sorry for the cliff
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Pan looked between Joseph and Tel as the grey-furred female maintained her hold on him, The Human stilling his lungs with expectations for the worst in mind, Tel’s taste still lingering. The baited breath by most of the two couches stagnated the air as even Violet paused her scratching to pay attention.
“Our promise?” She asked him with a tip of her ear, though her tone remained inquisitive rather than scornful.
“Fulfilled.” Tel answered in his stead, her voice carrying a taunting cadence as she glanced between the two. “Or i would assume, based on the scent on both of you.”
Joseph’s cheeks flushed in time with Pan’s, him forgetting again just how sharp their noses were. “No hiding that one, huh?”
Tel released him a smug look on her face as she seemingly enjoyed the wide eyes watching the exchange. “From some? Perhaps. Me?” She leaned forward to nip as his ear, her claw lightly falling down from his chest. “I know the scent of my male to its finest.”
He swallowed back his unwanted reaction, his reason retained due to the company and Pan’s paw resting in his hand. Harrow raised her own, speaking when Joseph cautiously raised a brow in her direction.
“So... Did you bed Tel or Pan first?”
He blinked, inhaling to respond but finding words impossible to form due to the brazen and unexpected question. Jax chuckled as he smirked at his mate. “As i have said, I have won our bet.”
Harrow kicked back at him, though her shorter legs meant that she almost fell off the couch to achieve the retaliation. “You haven’t won until we know for sure.”
“There is little doubt.”
“You don’t know yet!”
Joseph shut is eyes forcefully, the interaction sapping his resolve for the moment. “What was the bet?”
“Jax bet that you would bed Tel first. I said that you would wait for Pan.”
He pinched the bridge of his nose, happy for the distraction, though wishing it departed more from the subject. “And you’re betting on my sex life... why?”
The two looked at each other before shrugging in sync. “We’ve been betting on most of what you do. Seems weird to stop at who warms your bed when.”
Joseph went to rest his head in his hands, the attempt stopped by Pan holding one and Tel supporting her weight on his free shoulder. He looked at the two and took a breath before addressing his mate.
“I..”
Pan smiled at him with a squeeze of his hand, stopping him from speaking further as the reassuring action took the wind out of his sails. The guilt wrenched at him regardless, worry about what she might have to say digging deep. Saying that he was going to just turn around on his affection for Tel would be a lie, but he couldn’t help but expect some sort of fallout from this. Instead of chastising him or the like, Pan looked to Tel with a calm expression. “Do you care for him truly?”
Tel flashed annoyance until Sahari answered, the female having grown annoyed with the display. “She is a Blade. A Sheath is one chosen with their life on the line. She would face an army alone to assure his safety and likely leave only a graveyard in her wake should he request it.”
Jax snapped his head to look at her. “She is an assassin?”
“I am amazed at how long you remained ignorant to her nature, yet recognize the moniker.” Sahari replied with a sigh.
“Wait, how do you know that?” Harrow asked, excitement building in her voice.
Sahari waved it off. “I spent much of my time as a mercenary. One should not be surprised by those whom they end up working with. I knew she was of such line, though the specifics were new to me as well when i was exposed.”
“Tel!” The orange-furred ball of energy yelled suddenly. “Teach me assassin things!”
Joseph succeeded in resting his head in a palm as Tel stood up to raise a brow at her. “You wish to travel the path?”
“Don’t.” The Grand Hunter interjected tiredly. It was first thing in the morning and this had already made him more than willing to go back to bed. “Trill’s girls being here is enough ‘cloak and dagger’ for one settlement.”
“There are multiple assassins?” Jax asked in disbelief.
“You get used to it.” The Human commented dryly.
“Why?”
He cycled a breath. “Well, let’s just say that the trip was... a lot.” Jax grimaced at his answer, but his funk was broken when his mate narrowly missed his leg with her foot, prompting him to refocus on their little game.
Sahari, finding humour in the first event of note, decided to provide the initial context. “Joseph was discovered by a vassal pack of Grand Hunter Trill while bathing in a river.”
“Like i needed more people to see me in the buff.”
“I guess Tel had fun with that.” Harrow added with a wink, raising her brows when Tel gave her a dismissive frown. “Oh, no? Just the other pack?”
Sahari cleared her throat, an understanding gaze was given by the inquisitive Lilhun when she noticed the ex-Grand Huntress avert her eyes for a moment. “After we affirmed that they were not hostile and cleared any suspected misintentions, we were escorted to High Hunter Loptr’s settlement for the moon.”
“Where our dear Human scared at least one male to wetting his fur.” Tel added with a trilling lilt, her regard of him gaining a seductive edge. Joseph scowled, though if it was over the events of that night or the ones after, he wasn’t sure. His bond gave his fingers a squeeze in support regardless, easing the density of his brooding.
“What did he do?” Harrow asked, her rapt attention obvious.
Sahari smirked. “He held his crossbow to the male for not accepting Tel’s rebuff. He was quite enraged.”
Pan’s thumb pad rubbed over his hand as she listened to the story, her expression attentive with a slight smile now that he had passed the initial annoyance of remembering that night. Joseph eased and returned the affectionate gesture.
The black-furred female’s face fell to one of scorn, a glare directed at Tel. “It seems as if she forced her mark upon him without explanation after the events.”
The mention of a forced mark caused Nalah to instantly bare her fangs at the offending Lilhun, venom in spades coating her words. “You forced a mark?”
Tel took a seat on Joseph’s lap, surprising him as he adjusted Pan’s paw in his hand out of the way to accommodate it without thinking. “Were it not for the mark, he would be a corpse rather than mine.”
“Explain yourself. Now.”
Tel sighed, leaning back on her improvised seat and forcing Joseph to shift to allow it, his free arm absently resting around her side to her stomach to support her weight. He was too busy cautiously watching the interaction for if, or rather when, he would need to step in. “Trill does not much care for that which is not documented and signed. A new creature that claims power may be a novel discovery, but it is a disruption to that which he has constructed.” Tel rested an arm around his shoulders, a somewhat protective note to the action. “Disruptions are dealt with those like myself. He would have been cold before the moon, if not simply when he held a dagger to Trill’s throat.”
Even Pan seemed surprised by the announcement that he had threatened not only a touchy male, but also a Grand Hunter. She looked at him with worry until the brewing irritation in his expression, and likely through the bond as well, informed her of his absolute lack of regret regarding the matter.
Either way, Nalah seemed stunned by the assertion, glancing at him and Sahari to confirm, though Sahari seemed as irritated by the situation as he did. “You tested the life of a Grand Hunter?”
Joseph scoffed. “I made my point to a piece-of-shit father.”
Harrow was the one confused this time. “Who’s den-father?”
The Human, noticing only now that he was effectively cuddling the bored-looking assassin, used the opportunity to gesture to her with the hand on her stomach. “Hers. Direct parentage. ‘Blood-father’, if i remember correctly.”
The answer befuddled Harrow, her looking around the room for confirmation and only receiving a nod from Sahari to agree. Perplexed, and accepting that no one is going to address the matter of Trill being Tel’s dad not being brought up before now, she turned her attention back to Tel. “You’re okay with that?”
Tel rested her cheek on his head, either testing to see how much contact she could get away with before he complained or trying to see where Pan would take issue. Whichever one it was, neither of the two put up any objections, Pan instead leaning into him as well once he noticed how comfortable he found it to be. “Were it not for his involvement, i would not have returned, instead held to be bred for more in my image while being rested upon a pedestal in a gilded cage.”
Nalah eased back into her seat, Sahari putting an arm around her and patting her shoulder in comfort. Joseph raised a brow at how intensely she reacted to the subject, but he wasn’t really sure where ‘marking’ sat in their morals. He figured it was pretty important, but it was temporary and was closer to just making someone wear a wedding band more than anything, as far as he understood. He held two fingers up while not releasing Tel to interject.
“What’s the deal with ‘forcing’ a mark anyway? I’m getting that it’s bad, but i don’t have context.”
Nalah bared her teeth, the building tirade silenced by Sahari pulling her in and rubbing her shoulder soothingly. Satisfied that her blond-furred pack-member was pacified for now, Sahari answered.
“To force a mark is to say that it was imparted upon the unwilling.”
His eyes widened as he made the connection. “OH. Oh. Okay, I’m following now. Jesus Christ.” His face scrunched in disgust. “Holy shit. Okay.”
He noticed the slightly worried expression on Tel’s face, himself quickly adding to his response. “To be clear, it wasn’t ‘forced’ forced.” He averted his eyes away from Pan as embarrassment and more than a touch of shame crossed his face. “It was... It was a bit of a night.”
Pan gave him a sympathetic look, some concern present. Tel felt the need to address it. “He refused to part with your promise, worry not. Even in the height of his heat, his thoughts focused on you.”
Joseph couldn’t help but notice the mix of longing and annoyance in her voice. He allowed himself to gently squeeze her, the action instantly improving her mood, if her tail was anything to go by. Pan shook her head. “I am merely glad that his world is one where such does not exist.”
He pursed his lips, unsure how to counter that without ruining everything. Unfortunately for him, Pan caught the hesitation through their bond.
“Oh, Joseph...” Pan wrapped her other arm around his, encapsulating it carefully. “I suppose there are those of lesser qualities in every people.”
He wanted to disagree, but he quickly failed to think of an example. “Anyway. What does the mark do? Besides say that you’re involved with someone, because I’m getting the vibe that there is more to it.”
Tel subtly twitched as Jax offered the answer. “It discourages others from courting you.”
“Like a wedding ring or something, yeah. Harrow told me that a while ago.”
The mentioned female raised a claw. “Yes and no. I said it was close enough for the purposes of understanding. It detracts from others ability to perceive you as a possible mate.” She gestured loosely to Pan. “It’s why defectives have such a hard time finding one. It’s hard to want to bed someone who your body instinctively doesn’t find attractive.”
Pan tightened her hold on him, though the satisfied expression suggested that she was quite pleased with having him be hers rather than using him to distract from her previous struggles. Harrow smiled at the affectionate display.
“For example: Jax would be much less likely to cause interest because of my mark, and me because of his.”
“So how do you end up with multiple ‘den-parents’”
“Not all attraction is physical, Joseph.” Sahari chastised him playfully, amused with his lack of knowledge. “The effect is negated once they are marked by yourself as well.”
He opened his mouth to counter that, but it failed after the briefest of consideration. “Okay, fair.”
“It is also why bonds are a boon in such arrangements.” Jax added casually, him and Harrow having resumed their attempts to kick at each other.
Pan tilted her head at an indirect mention, Joseph blinking away his confusion. “And that would be because?”
The two bickering mates paused, sharing a look before both giving him a flat expression. “They are influenced by their bonded one.”
“So? What does that...” The Human stalled, glancing at his own bond with a raised brow. Pan noticed his expression and smiled in return, her grip on his hand gently increasing.
“I know the depths of your affections.”
Deciding that the half-answer was the best he was going to get, he shook his head to dispel his curiosity, disrupting Tel from enjoying her perch in the process and drawing a displeased glance before she reclaimed it.
“That... Well that brings up something I’ve been meaning to address.” He tried not to look at her as he attempted to figure out how he was going to broach the question. Tel seemingly got impatient with his tip-toeing and spoke for him.
“I wish him mine, if that wasn’t obvious. This one seems to be reticent in regards to his reciprocated desire.” She punctuated the announcement by patting his shoulder, though the touch was slightly more forceful than he would attribute to ‘affectionate’.
Pan blinked, a tilted head accentuated by a further displaced ear. “Yes, i am aware.”
Joseph faltered, expecting... Well, he wasn’t sure what, but something more than that. He tentatively pressed further, anxiety rearing as unease settled. “No comment?”
She paused to consider, eventually meeting his eyes with a fairly blank expression. “I have known you wished for her for quite some time, though i can tell this is beyond mere infatuations. I have no qualms with such as long as all feel the same.”
He felt Tel physically relax, as if some tension had been held since her vow with him in the forest. There likely was. She had been much closer after the fact, but it was always subdued, as if she was worried she would be rejected and he would discard her at Pan’s wishes. He didn’t want to actively think about the scenario. He would much rather not have to make choices like that.
“I’m surprised you would expect her to say anything else.” Harrow commented passively. “It’s not exactly weird.”
“Especially involving a bond.” Jax added, successfully landing a light tap with his foot to his mate, the latter protesting as she tried to remain seated while stretching out to return it.
“The issue is with her.” Sahari waved a loose paw to Tel as she remained oblivious to her continued cuddling with Nalah. That, or she didn’t want to mention it aloud. Nalah certainly seemed content with the arrangement.
Pan followed the pointed appendage, giving Tel a questioning look as she fixed her grip on his arm. “Am i insufficient?”
Tel looked at her, the expression somewhere between a scowl and regret before she closed her eyes to sigh, her tail joining Pan’s in an effort to constrict his torso. “There is but a single Blade to a Sheath. Were he in possession of a mark besides my own, i would not pursue him, assuming i did not remove the other first. You being unable to do such is...” She paused to think of how to explain her reasoning, a wayward glance was given to Sahari as she finished her thought much more quietly. “I am willing to overlook the discrepancy for him.”
Pan’s eyes gained a touch of fulfillment to mirror his own when he internalized how big of a concession it seemed to be for her to accommodate his desires. He absently played with the fur on Tel’s stomach, the attention earning him a slight squeeze from her tail.
“Then i am content.” Pan declared softly, snuggling back into his shoulder, the matter settled in her mind.
He furrowed his brow, unsure of whatever the hell just transpired between the two, but took a breath to depart from the topic. Well, until Harrow prodded his side.
“So, who first?” She reasserted, fending Jax off as she continued poking his side.
“I’m not answering that.”
She ignored him, addressing the two females who had turned him into a cushion at one point or another. “Come on, i have a lot riding on this.”
Tel smirked, the amusement from annoying the pack outweighing the slightly displeased expression she had on since she arrived back at the settlement. “Wouldn’t you like to know.”
Harrow threw her arms high in victory, Jax bemusedly exhaling as he surrendered their physical confrontation. “I win!”
“What makes you say that?”
An orange claw was pointed at the disappointed cook. “If it was you, you would have spent forever teasing details.”
Joseph couldn’t help but tip his head in concession. That sounded like what she would do.
Tel huffed, annoyance returning in her expression as Pan seemed somewhat sympathetic. “And what has our ‘serial-catastrophic-failure-causing’ Technology Head earned?”
Harrow paused, a slight blush overcoming her enthusiasm. “You knew about that, huh?” She tapped her claws until she was ready to announce her winnings. “Jax owes me ten moons of back rubs.”
Pan and the Human burst slightly, the laughter proving to be infectious as the rest joined in, much to Harrow’s embarrassment. Tel chuckled, but she looked to be enjoying the mild chaos she had caused for the moment rather than the actual subject. The orange-furred female waited until they calmed down enough to continue.
“So, what about the other things? We have carts full of stuff and new people.”
“Ah.” Joseph vocally got himself back on topic. “Right. The carts are metals, clay for the forge, and alcohol. The new members are two servants that Loptr was fine with us having and four of Trill’s girls that are here to observe Tel.” He glanced at the Lilhun in question making use of him as a seat. “I think. It’s a weird arrangement right now.”
Tel gave him a bored roll of her eyes, her lack of desire to input conveyed concisely. He accepted it for what it was, not overly concerned since the girls seemed to listen to both of them anyway.
“Past that...” Joseph hummed in thought. “We have craftsmen moving in with the first trade caravan, though when they arrive is pretty fluid due to them needing to arrange things from various settlements. Servants and animals will be included, so we should start on a barn of sorts sooner rather than later.”
“Animals?” Pan questioned from her snuggling, though she seemed more than happy to just stay there instead of turning to address him.
“We’ll see what they send specifically, but even if it’s not overly promising, we could just treat it as a fresh meat delivery and make do.”
Sahari mused for a moment before entering her opinion on the matter. “I suppose Ferra would be of use.”
Joseph nodded. “Atrox’s mate, or one of, anyway. Yeah. That’s who i was thinking, too.”
Nalah sighed, making no attempt to separate from the arm around her shoulder. “So we shall build the Hall, a barn, and perhaps additional barracks.”
He squinted an eye a bit as he considered. “Yeah, give or take. Will that be too much?”
She waved him off lazily, tossing a piece of meat into her mouth. “I shouldn’t be, though it will delay the desire for a bath house.”
His eyebrows shot up. “Bath house?”
“They lack a bathing facility like we have.”
He lifted his hand off of Tel’s stomach to point at the planner, a slight embarrassment occurring as he noticed how comfortable it was to rest his fingers amongst her fur. “Do it. The barn can wait. Make it a decent size.”
“What else?” Harrow asked, likely requesting more gossip or interesting tales as Nalah stared off into the distance passively, probably thinking about where they should put a public bath.
“Nothing much to mention.” He admitted, deciding to omit the whole thing with Tel and his talks with Sahari.
“My turn?”
Joseph raised a brow.
“Come on!” She hopped from her seat, pausing when she noticed that removing him from his chair would involve detaching two females. He patted Tel on her stomach to request freedom, a momentary thought within her broken as she defaulted to teasing him with her claws before acquiescing to his wishes. Pan put up much less fight, instead assertively pulling him in for a kiss and a quick nuzzle, the combo leaving him dazed for a second before Harrow used the opportunity to drag him to his feet.
“I have something to get your advice on and something to show you. Which do you want to start with?”
The Grand Hunter shook off the surprise at his mate’s uncharacteristic forwardness, thinking about his answer before shrugging. “Whichever is cooler?”
Harrow patted his chest with the back of her paw before marching off towards the facilities wing. “Good choice!”
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Sahari remained behind with Tel as all else filtered out of the hub to start their respective duties, the Blade idly laying on the couch while chewing some of the cooked food she had brought out for Joseph that had been left behind once the male was carried off by the excitable Head of Technology.
The ex-Grand Huntress approached, blocking the sunlight from on high that fell on Tel’s closed eyes, eliciting one to open lazily in inspection the person interfering with her lounging, a long exhale preceding her disingenuous query.
“Need something, Sahari?”
She maintained the repressed smug expression, feigning ignorance to the obvious. “Feeling at ease now?”
Tel closed her eye again to disregard the notion. “Why would i be uneasy? I am back at our den, bathed, and i may rest from my tasks for a while.”
A light chuckle escaped Sahari. “You were accepted by his bond. I would think that had been on your mind these past moons. That much is quite plain to see, given that you made no attempts to join his rest.”
The female paused in the process of depositing the last portion of meat into her mouth, giving Sahari a frown before continuing. “They required the moon alone, and i care not for the opinions of others than my Sheath.”
“And he would have been forced to choose her over you should she dissent in regards to your addition.”
Tel fell silent for a moment, eyes wandering the ceiling before she sat herself up. “Then i suppose we are most fortuitous that such shall not come to pass, no?”
Sahari ignored the dismissive tone. “What are your plans for her?”
“What might you mean?”
She crossed her arms. “You have complaints, surely. What do you intend to do about them?”
The Blade stared at her. “Complaints? Such as how easy it is to catch her unawares? Her lack of weaponry maintained on her person? How little effort it took to engage with her mate, despite her proximity?”
Sahari nodded, suspecting that Tel’s mind would go there. “Do you plan to address them?”
The cook sighed. “Time will tell, but it is clear she carries his carelessness.”
“She carries much of him within her by now.”
Tel got to her feet, a look of resignation on her face. “Yes, that much is obvious.”
“Perhaps you should be thankful.”
Sahari received a raised brow. She returned a knowing nod.
“She would not be as willing if not for his influence. She has gained that which she would never. Were it not for his temperament, one could not blame her for wishing to monopolize. Instead, she seeks his happiness as her own. If it includes yourself, so be it.”
“Telling me to ignore her faults?”
Sahari shook her head. “I am merely advising you to embrace her as an extension of your influence rather than an obstacle to account for. She wishes for his safety as much as you, though she only holds the tools to repel that which is obvious.”
Tel tilted an ear, a slight smirk playing at the corner of her mouth. “You suggest i make a Blade of a defect?”
The black-furred female grinned, turning on her pads to head outside, a paw waved over her shoulder. “You are expected to raise the next, no? This may be a chance to test your proficiency, even if it may be the only you attempt.”
“It is a bloodied path, Sahari. I highly doubt my male would approve.”
“Then craft a clean edge. Form one from nothing. You are the heiress, no? Prove yourself worthy of your presumed station and allow your Sheath to perform without worries.” Sahari called out through the exit, allowing it to close behind her when Tel’s expression became contemplative.
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“You doing okay?” Harrow asked once they were in the gym. She dug through the various prototypes she had been working on to find the things she wanted Joseph’s input on.
The Human rubbed his neck. “Yeah, why?”
She paused her search to glance at him with a deadpanned expression. “You looked like you would have evaporated if you could.”
He pursed his lips. “Yeah, kind of. I don’t know. The whole ‘polyamory’ thing seems like a minefield to me.”
A nasal sigh was given as she returned, taking out the first piece and laying it to the side as she resumed her search. “Yet you come back and have no problems with Tel fawning all over you while you’re next to your bond.”
“That...” The male faltered, a defeated tone taking place. “I didn’t really think about it in the moment, it just felt like the natural thing to happen.”
“Isn’t that your answer?” She offered idly, placing another piece to the side.
“To what?”
“How she fits in to your relationship.”
“How so?” Joseph replied, confusion evident.
Harrow laid the second-to-last piece down and sorted through the box from the beginning. “Pan feels about... well, everything the way you do. If Tel feels natural to have around, then Pan won’t feel anything is wrong.”
The Grand Hunter groaned, the hollow tone suggesting he had cupped his face into his paws. “It just feels like jealousy and shit should be an issue.”
Harrow fetched the last piece, laying it with the rest and plopping herself onto the ground to observe the frustrated male. “I can’t speak for Tel, but i think she was more worried about it than you were.”
“She’s a ball of confidence. I can’t really picture her being worried about anything other than being told to not to fuck around.”
She waved him off. “You’ve had all this time to make sure everyone knew how much you care for Pan. It’s stressful to think that you would be compared to that if it came down to one or the other, especially a bond.”
Joseph raised a brow as Harrow put on the first piece of experimental armour on her arm. “I wouldn’t compare them like that. They’re different people.”
She fixed her gaze on him as she moved on to the second piece. “Pan knows you to your core by now. She has claimed a position of a den-mother of your adopted kit. Now, she has affirmed her placement as your mate.” The orange-furred female shook her head at his momentary flush. “Mix that with your societal standards, and she wouldn’t be able to worry but think that she might be seen as lesser and thrown aside if Pan took issue.”
Annoyance filtered into his voice. “Both are irreplaceable. Period. I’m not excited about it, but I’d rather do my best to make sure they’re happy. Even if it meant trying to convince her as best i can. I’m not ignoring what Tel has done for me and what she has ended up meaning to me.”
“Is my male proclaiming his affections out loud again?” Tel prodded playfully after having silently entered behind the male and wrapping her arms around his waist, her chin resting on his shoulder. Joseph jumped slightly at the unexpected presence, his face stricken by embarrassment after being caught in the act of vehemently defending his new-found relationship with the female.
Harrow smirked as she moved on to the last piece. “He seems to be rather taken with you Tel. Makes me wonder what happened that moon he defended your honour.”
The Grand Hunter furrowed his brow as he glanced back and forth between them with a warning eye. “Not talking about it.”
Tel ignored him, her tail lazily swaying behind her. “I fear not for his bond. It seems that she cares more for this one’s feelings than her own.”
“Not like there’s much of a difference.” Harrow commented, standing now that all four pieces were on. She adjusted the fitment as Tel hummed in agreement.
“I have no idea what’s going on.” Joseph lamented openly, the cook leaning on him more in response.
“You,” The Head started, pleased with the preliminary checks of her equipment. “are going to help me solve a few issues with these, and she,” A claw was waved at the mildly interested female. “is going to be happy with me.”
Tel adjusted her grip under his arms, wrapping one paw over the wrist of the other as she applied more weight and idly observed as Harrow started explaining whatever it was she had on her arms. Joseph cycled a breath as his plight remained ignored.
The orange-furred female wore two large bracers, their outward arm coverage a fair bit wider than what would be typical. The second section of each was a large piece that slotted over the more form-fitting attachment to her arm.
Curiosity seemed to have prevailed over his premature exhaustion. “Are those supposed to be a shield when you put them together?”
Harrow winked, a mischievous smirk suggesting that he was only half right. “They also do this!”
The female engaged a pair of spring-loaded protrusions placed on the inside of the outcroppings, two broad daggers extending forth in an instant with a visible recoil.
Both the Human and the female raised their brows, Harrow proudly explaining her invention. “I took inspiration from those Katars you told me about and the spring system you used for Tel’s roped daggers. Add in the need for a shield that wouldn’t hinder our claw-to-claw training...”
“And you end up with hidden blades inside of a wearable shield.” Joseph mused, an impressed tone clear. Tel viewed the items with interest from his shoulder.
“Why might these make me happy?”
Harrow pointed the worn knife, its edge blunted until the details were sorted. “Because you can add this to your armament as a backup, and because i figured that your little declaration back there meant you would rather Joe stay armed and protected.”
The assassin hummed in understanding, though didn’t comment further as she continued analyzing them.
“So what do you need my help with? It seems like you got all the important parts down for a prototype.” Joseph furrowed his brow in confusion, looking over her work from a distance to find an issue.
Harrow took a breath, wincing at the need for overview. “Well, this is it.”
“What’s it.”
She held the extended blades outward. “This. They don’t go back without taking them apart.”
The Grand Hunter’s expression fell neutrally. “Ah. Yeah, that would be an issue. I’d need to see it disassembled to weigh in.”
Harrow’s ears fell as she heard that he wouldn’t be able to know what to do about the problem at a moment’s notice, but quickly regained her enthusiasm as she removed the prototypes. “We can do that whenever. Next, i found out something neat about the den while i was doing the wiring!”
“Oh?”
She nodded, her tail threatening to fly off with how active it was being. “Whatever species occupied this place before us must have been a massive mix of high and sub-harmonic vocalizations.” She paused when the male gave her a blank look. “They spoke in an an extremely wide frequency range. Or at least utilized such.”
Joseph blinked, a light tilt of his head showing that he was a little confused at the apparent non-sequitur. “And that has to do with wiring because...”
“Because,” Harrow tossed the braces back into the box. “I discovered a defunct circuit used to power a building-wide public address system!” She threw her arms wide as her main discovery was finally being announced to someone who would appreciate it. “I rigged it to the terminal! We can play music to the whole den and outside, if we want! I checked and there are tiny acoustic projectors everywhere, though they look to be far more capable than the size suggests.”
Tel perked up at the mention of widely accessible entertainment while Joseph looked to the side in thought, his face carrying a contemplative shade. “That’s cool and all, but do we want to inundate everyone with music all the time? I have a lot of variety there, I’m pretty sure someone would be drove nuts by the end of the week.”
“I need your help there, too.” The Head added in counter, approaching the pair with a bounce to her step. “I can’t read your language, but there should be a setting to split the zones and allow playlists by room.”
“Why would there be a setting like that?”
Harrow shrugged. “We’ll see what we can do, if not. Worst comes to worst, we can just open it up during celebrations.”
The Human paused, conceding the point after a moment. “That doesn’t sound like a terrible idea. I’m down.”
She separated the two, shoving Joseph out the door in her rush to get started on the idea. Tel allowed it to happen, a mild interest passing her eyes all the while until she tapped Harrow on the shoulder.
“Could i have a set of that prototype created for Pan once it is complete?”
Harrow waved Joseph to continue once he noticed he was the only one still going to the terminal, raising a brow at the female. “Odd for you to ask.”
The prospective mate shook her head. “It would benefit him to have more at his disposal. None have taken to his philosophy of using one’s fists like she has. This would merely allow her to expand her repertoire while still adhering.”
Harrow hummed, a skeptical eye scanning the female’s face for a hint at her true motive, a sigh escaping once she decided that Tel wasn’t going to clarify further. “I’ll get Mama to measure her once Joe straightens out the retraction mechanism.” A second glance was afforded. “You sure you’re okay with Joe threatening your blood-father and having a preexisting mate?”
Tel maintained a placid expression, boredom hinted by her quick break of eye contact. “I have stated my opinion on such. Why do you ask?”
“Because he’s my friend and part of my den.”
Tel returned her gaze. “Would it worry you so if i took issue?”
Harrow failed to answer immediately, a breath being required before she quietly responded. “I just don’t want anything to ruin it.”
The Blade chuckled. “I may find myself desiring to hold him to my own, but i must accept that she is as much a part of him as he is her. As for his threats to Trill?” Tel’s voice grew wanting as she slipped a teasing smirk towards the curious Human waiting at the end of the hall. “That is far from a problem for me.”
Joseph leaned against the wall, his arms crossed as he patiently waited for the two to finish their sidebar, Harrow noticing his idle expression now that Tel had been accepted was a stark contrast to before. She smiled with closed eyes, happy that the dynamics of the pack didn’t seem to be shifting in a bad direction.
“Okay.” She breathed out, changing gears mentally. “As long as everyone’s okay.”
She turned to face Tel, noticing that she had gone on ahead without waiting for a response to harass the Grand Hunter, the latter struggling not to laugh as the female poked at him.
At least it seemed that she could keep this den.
She hurried to catch up, wondering what music Joseph would be using to test her ideas.
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Pan looked between Joseph and Tel as the grey-furred female maintained her hold on him, The Human stilling his lungs with expectations for the worst in mind, Tel’s taste still lingering. The baited breath by most of the two couches stagnated the air as even Violet paused her scratching to pay attention.
“Our promise?” She asked him with a tip of her ear, though her tone remained inquisitive rather than scornful.
“Fulfilled.” Tel answered in his stead, her voice carrying a taunting cadence as she glanced between the two. “Or i would assume, based on the scent on both of you.”
Joseph’s cheeks flushed in time with Pan’s, him forgetting again just how sharp their noses were. “No hiding that one, huh?”
Tel released him a smug look on her face as she seemingly enjoyed the wide eyes watching the exchange. “From some? Perhaps. Me?” She leaned forward to nip as his ear, her claw lightly falling down from his chest. “I know the scent of my male to its finest.”
He swallowed back his unwanted reaction, his reason retained due to the company and Pan’s paw resting in his hand. Harrow raised her own, speaking when Joseph cautiously raised a brow in her direction.
“So... Did you bed Tel or Pan first?”
He blinked, inhaling to respond but finding words impossible to form due to the brazen and unexpected question. Jax chuckled as he smirked at his mate. “As i have said, I have won our bet.”
Harrow kicked back at him, though her shorter legs meant that she almost fell off the couch to achieve the retaliation. “You haven’t won until we know for sure.”
“There is little doubt.”
“You don’t know yet!”
Joseph shut is eyes forcefully, the interaction sapping his resolve for the moment. “What was the bet?”
“Jax bet that you would bed Tel first. I said that you would wait for Pan.”
He pinched the bridge of his nose, happy for the distraction, though wishing it departed more from the subject. “And you’re betting on my sex life... why?”
The two looked at each other before shrugging in sync. “We’ve been betting on most of what you do. Seems weird to stop at who warms your bed when.”
Joseph went to rest his head in his hands, the attempt stopped by Pan holding one and Tel supporting her weight on his free shoulder. He looked at the two and took a breath before addressing his mate.
“I..”
Pan smiled at him with a squeeze of his hand, stopping him from speaking further as the reassuring action took the wind out of his sails. The guilt wrenched at him regardless, worry about what she might have to say digging deep. Saying that he was going to just turn around on his affection for Tel would be a lie, but he couldn’t help but expect some sort of fallout from this. Instead of chastising him or the like, Pan looked to Tel with a calm expression. “Do you care for him truly?”
Tel flashed annoyance until Sahari answered, the female having grown annoyed with the display. “She is a Blade. A Sheath is one chosen with their life on the line. She would face an army alone to assure his safety and likely leave only a graveyard in her wake should he request it.”
Jax snapped his head to look at her. “She is an assassin?”
“I am amazed at how long you remained ignorant to her nature, yet recognize the moniker.” Sahari replied with a sigh.
“Wait, how do you know that?” Harrow asked, excitement building in her voice.
Sahari waved it off. “I spent much of my time as a mercenary. One should not be surprised by those whom they end up working with. I knew she was of such line, though the specifics were new to me as well when i was exposed.”
“Tel!” The orange-furred ball of energy yelled suddenly. “Teach me assassin things!”
Joseph succeeded in resting his head in a palm as Tel stood up to raise a brow at her. “You wish to travel the path?”
“Don’t.” The Grand Hunter interjected tiredly. It was first thing in the morning and this had already made him more than willing to go back to bed. “Trill’s girls being here is enough ‘cloak and dagger’ for one settlement.”
“There are multiple assassins?” Jax asked in disbelief.
“You get used to it.” The Human commented dryly.
“Why?”
He cycled a breath. “Well, let’s just say that the trip was... a lot.” Jax grimaced at his answer, but his funk was broken when his mate narrowly missed his leg with her foot, prompting him to refocus on their little game.
Sahari, finding humour in the first event of note, decided to provide the initial context. “Joseph was discovered by a vassal pack of Grand Hunter Trill while bathing in a river.”
“Like i needed more people to see me in the buff.”
“I guess Tel had fun with that.” Harrow added with a wink, raising her brows when Tel gave her a dismissive frown. “Oh, no? Just the other pack?”
Sahari cleared her throat, an understanding gaze was given by the inquisitive Lilhun when she noticed the ex-Grand Huntress avert her eyes for a moment. “After we affirmed that they were not hostile and cleared any suspected misintentions, we were escorted to High Hunter Loptr’s settlement for the moon.”
“Where our dear Human scared at least one male to wetting his fur.” Tel added with a trilling lilt, her regard of him gaining a seductive edge. Joseph scowled, though if it was over the events of that night or the ones after, he wasn’t sure. His bond gave his fingers a squeeze in support regardless, easing the density of his brooding.
“What did he do?” Harrow asked, her rapt attention obvious.
Sahari smirked. “He held his crossbow to the male for not accepting Tel’s rebuff. He was quite enraged.”
Pan’s thumb pad rubbed over his hand as she listened to the story, her expression attentive with a slight smile now that he had passed the initial annoyance of remembering that night. Joseph eased and returned the affectionate gesture.
The black-furred female’s face fell to one of scorn, a glare directed at Tel. “It seems as if she forced her mark upon him without explanation after the events.”
The mention of a forced mark caused Nalah to instantly bare her fangs at the offending Lilhun, venom in spades coating her words. “You forced a mark?”
Tel took a seat on Joseph’s lap, surprising him as he adjusted Pan’s paw in his hand out of the way to accommodate it without thinking. “Were it not for the mark, he would be a corpse rather than mine.”
“Explain yourself. Now.”
Tel sighed, leaning back on her improvised seat and forcing Joseph to shift to allow it, his free arm absently resting around her side to her stomach to support her weight. He was too busy cautiously watching the interaction for if, or rather when, he would need to step in. “Trill does not much care for that which is not documented and signed. A new creature that claims power may be a novel discovery, but it is a disruption to that which he has constructed.” Tel rested an arm around his shoulders, a somewhat protective note to the action. “Disruptions are dealt with those like myself. He would have been cold before the moon, if not simply when he held a dagger to Trill’s throat.”
Even Pan seemed surprised by the announcement that he had threatened not only a touchy male, but also a Grand Hunter. She looked at him with worry until the brewing irritation in his expression, and likely through the bond as well, informed her of his absolute lack of regret regarding the matter.
Either way, Nalah seemed stunned by the assertion, glancing at him and Sahari to confirm, though Sahari seemed as irritated by the situation as he did. “You tested the life of a Grand Hunter?”
Joseph scoffed. “I made my point to a piece-of-shit father.”
Harrow was the one confused this time. “Who’s den-father?”
The Human, noticing only now that he was effectively cuddling the bored-looking assassin, used the opportunity to gesture to her with the hand on her stomach. “Hers. Direct parentage. ‘Blood-father’, if i remember correctly.”
The answer befuddled Harrow, her looking around the room for confirmation and only receiving a nod from Sahari to agree. Perplexed, and accepting that no one is going to address the matter of Trill being Tel’s dad not being brought up before now, she turned her attention back to Tel. “You’re okay with that?”
Tel rested her cheek on his head, either testing to see how much contact she could get away with before he complained or trying to see where Pan would take issue. Whichever one it was, neither of the two put up any objections, Pan instead leaning into him as well once he noticed how comfortable he found it to be. “Were it not for his involvement, i would not have returned, instead held to be bred for more in my image while being rested upon a pedestal in a gilded cage.”
Nalah eased back into her seat, Sahari putting an arm around her and patting her shoulder in comfort. Joseph raised a brow at how intensely she reacted to the subject, but he wasn’t really sure where ‘marking’ sat in their morals. He figured it was pretty important, but it was temporary and was closer to just making someone wear a wedding band more than anything, as far as he understood. He held two fingers up while not releasing Tel to interject.
“What’s the deal with ‘forcing’ a mark anyway? I’m getting that it’s bad, but i don’t have context.”
Nalah bared her teeth, the building tirade silenced by Sahari pulling her in and rubbing her shoulder soothingly. Satisfied that her blond-furred pack-member was pacified for now, Sahari answered.
“To force a mark is to say that it was imparted upon the unwilling.”
His eyes widened as he made the connection. “OH. Oh. Okay, I’m following now. Jesus Christ.” His face scrunched in disgust. “Holy shit. Okay.”
He noticed the slightly worried expression on Tel’s face, himself quickly adding to his response. “To be clear, it wasn’t ‘forced’ forced.” He averted his eyes away from Pan as embarrassment and more than a touch of shame crossed his face. “It was... It was a bit of a night.”
Pan gave him a sympathetic look, some concern present. Tel felt the need to address it. “He refused to part with your promise, worry not. Even in the height of his heat, his thoughts focused on you.”
Joseph couldn’t help but notice the mix of longing and annoyance in her voice. He allowed himself to gently squeeze her, the action instantly improving her mood, if her tail was anything to go by. Pan shook her head. “I am merely glad that his world is one where such does not exist.”
He pursed his lips, unsure how to counter that without ruining everything. Unfortunately for him, Pan caught the hesitation through their bond.
“Oh, Joseph...” Pan wrapped her other arm around his, encapsulating it carefully. “I suppose there are those of lesser qualities in every people.”
He wanted to disagree, but he quickly failed to think of an example. “Anyway. What does the mark do? Besides say that you’re involved with someone, because I’m getting the vibe that there is more to it.”
Tel subtly twitched as Jax offered the answer. “It discourages others from courting you.”
“Like a wedding ring or something, yeah. Harrow told me that a while ago.”
The mentioned female raised a claw. “Yes and no. I said it was close enough for the purposes of understanding. It detracts from others ability to perceive you as a possible mate.” She gestured loosely to Pan. “It’s why defectives have such a hard time finding one. It’s hard to want to bed someone who your body instinctively doesn’t find attractive.”
Pan tightened her hold on him, though the satisfied expression suggested that she was quite pleased with having him be hers rather than using him to distract from her previous struggles. Harrow smiled at the affectionate display.
“For example: Jax would be much less likely to cause interest because of my mark, and me because of his.”
“So how do you end up with multiple ‘den-parents’”
“Not all attraction is physical, Joseph.” Sahari chastised him playfully, amused with his lack of knowledge. “The effect is negated once they are marked by yourself as well.”
He opened his mouth to counter that, but it failed after the briefest of consideration. “Okay, fair.”
“It is also why bonds are a boon in such arrangements.” Jax added casually, him and Harrow having resumed their attempts to kick at each other.
Pan tilted her head at an indirect mention, Joseph blinking away his confusion. “And that would be because?”
The two bickering mates paused, sharing a look before both giving him a flat expression. “They are influenced by their bonded one.”
“So? What does that...” The Human stalled, glancing at his own bond with a raised brow. Pan noticed his expression and smiled in return, her grip on his hand gently increasing.
“I know the depths of your affections.”
Deciding that the half-answer was the best he was going to get, he shook his head to dispel his curiosity, disrupting Tel from enjoying her perch in the process and drawing a displeased glance before she reclaimed it.
“That... Well that brings up something I’ve been meaning to address.” He tried not to look at her as he attempted to figure out how he was going to broach the question. Tel seemingly got impatient with his tip-toeing and spoke for him.
“I wish him mine, if that wasn’t obvious. This one seems to be reticent in regards to his reciprocated desire.” She punctuated the announcement by patting his shoulder, though the touch was slightly more forceful than he would attribute to ‘affectionate’.
Pan blinked, a tilted head accentuated by a further displaced ear. “Yes, i am aware.”
Joseph faltered, expecting... Well, he wasn’t sure what, but something more than that. He tentatively pressed further, anxiety rearing as unease settled. “No comment?”
She paused to consider, eventually meeting his eyes with a fairly blank expression. “I have known you wished for her for quite some time, though i can tell this is beyond mere infatuations. I have no qualms with such as long as all feel the same.”
He felt Tel physically relax, as if some tension had been held since her vow with him in the forest. There likely was. She had been much closer after the fact, but it was always subdued, as if she was worried she would be rejected and he would discard her at Pan’s wishes. He didn’t want to actively think about the scenario. He would much rather not have to make choices like that.
“I’m surprised you would expect her to say anything else.” Harrow commented passively. “It’s not exactly weird.”
“Especially involving a bond.” Jax added, successfully landing a light tap with his foot to his mate, the latter protesting as she tried to remain seated while stretching out to return it.
“The issue is with her.” Sahari waved a loose paw to Tel as she remained oblivious to her continued cuddling with Nalah. That, or she didn’t want to mention it aloud. Nalah certainly seemed content with the arrangement.
Pan followed the pointed appendage, giving Tel a questioning look as she fixed her grip on his arm. “Am i insufficient?”
Tel looked at her, the expression somewhere between a scowl and regret before she closed her eyes to sigh, her tail joining Pan’s in an effort to constrict his torso. “There is but a single Blade to a Sheath. Were he in possession of a mark besides my own, i would not pursue him, assuming i did not remove the other first. You being unable to do such is...” She paused to think of how to explain her reasoning, a wayward glance was given to Sahari as she finished her thought much more quietly. “I am willing to overlook the discrepancy for him.”
Pan’s eyes gained a touch of fulfillment to mirror his own when he internalized how big of a concession it seemed to be for her to accommodate his desires. He absently played with the fur on Tel’s stomach, the attention earning him a slight squeeze from her tail.
“Then i am content.” Pan declared softly, snuggling back into his shoulder, the matter settled in her mind.
He furrowed his brow, unsure of whatever the hell just transpired between the two, but took a breath to depart from the topic. Well, until Harrow prodded his side.
“So, who first?” She reasserted, fending Jax off as she continued poking his side.
“I’m not answering that.”
She ignored him, addressing the two females who had turned him into a cushion at one point or another. “Come on, i have a lot riding on this.”
Tel smirked, the amusement from annoying the pack outweighing the slightly displeased expression she had on since she arrived back at the settlement. “Wouldn’t you like to know.”
Harrow threw her arms high in victory, Jax bemusedly exhaling as he surrendered their physical confrontation. “I win!”
“What makes you say that?”
An orange claw was pointed at the disappointed cook. “If it was you, you would have spent forever teasing details.”
Joseph couldn’t help but tip his head in concession. That sounded like what she would do.
Tel huffed, annoyance returning in her expression as Pan seemed somewhat sympathetic. “And what has our ‘serial-catastrophic-failure-causing’ Technology Head earned?”
Harrow paused, a slight blush overcoming her enthusiasm. “You knew about that, huh?” She tapped her claws until she was ready to announce her winnings. “Jax owes me ten moons of back rubs.”
Pan and the Human burst slightly, the laughter proving to be infectious as the rest joined in, much to Harrow’s embarrassment. Tel chuckled, but she looked to be enjoying the mild chaos she had caused for the moment rather than the actual subject. The orange-furred female waited until they calmed down enough to continue.
“So, what about the other things? We have carts full of stuff and new people.”
“Ah.” Joseph vocally got himself back on topic. “Right. The carts are metals, clay for the forge, and alcohol. The new members are two servants that Loptr was fine with us having and four of Trill’s girls that are here to observe Tel.” He glanced at the Lilhun in question making use of him as a seat. “I think. It’s a weird arrangement right now.”
Tel gave him a bored roll of her eyes, her lack of desire to input conveyed concisely. He accepted it for what it was, not overly concerned since the girls seemed to listen to both of them anyway.
“Past that...” Joseph hummed in thought. “We have craftsmen moving in with the first trade caravan, though when they arrive is pretty fluid due to them needing to arrange things from various settlements. Servants and animals will be included, so we should start on a barn of sorts sooner rather than later.”
“Animals?” Pan questioned from her snuggling, though she seemed more than happy to just stay there instead of turning to address him.
“We’ll see what they send specifically, but even if it’s not overly promising, we could just treat it as a fresh meat delivery and make do.”
Sahari mused for a moment before entering her opinion on the matter. “I suppose Ferra would be of use.”
Joseph nodded. “Atrox’s mate, or one of, anyway. Yeah. That’s who i was thinking, too.”
Nalah sighed, making no attempt to separate from the arm around her shoulder. “So we shall build the Hall, a barn, and perhaps additional barracks.”
He squinted an eye a bit as he considered. “Yeah, give or take. Will that be too much?”
She waved him off lazily, tossing a piece of meat into her mouth. “I shouldn’t be, though it will delay the desire for a bath house.”
His eyebrows shot up. “Bath house?”
“They lack a bathing facility like we have.”
He lifted his hand off of Tel’s stomach to point at the planner, a slight embarrassment occurring as he noticed how comfortable it was to rest his fingers amongst her fur. “Do it. The barn can wait. Make it a decent size.”
“What else?” Harrow asked, likely requesting more gossip or interesting tales as Nalah stared off into the distance passively, probably thinking about where they should put a public bath.
“Nothing much to mention.” He admitted, deciding to omit the whole thing with Tel and his talks with Sahari.
“My turn?”
Joseph raised a brow.
“Come on!” She hopped from her seat, pausing when she noticed that removing him from his chair would involve detaching two females. He patted Tel on her stomach to request freedom, a momentary thought within her broken as she defaulted to teasing him with her claws before acquiescing to his wishes. Pan put up much less fight, instead assertively pulling him in for a kiss and a quick nuzzle, the combo leaving him dazed for a second before Harrow used the opportunity to drag him to his feet.
“I have something to get your advice on and something to show you. Which do you want to start with?”
The Grand Hunter shook off the surprise at his mate’s uncharacteristic forwardness, thinking about his answer before shrugging. “Whichever is cooler?”
Harrow patted his chest with the back of her paw before marching off towards the facilities wing. “Good choice!”
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Sahari remained behind with Tel as all else filtered out of the hub to start their respective duties, the Blade idly laying on the couch while chewing some of the cooked food she had brought out for Joseph that had been left behind once the male was carried off by the excitable Head of Technology.
The ex-Grand Huntress approached, blocking the sunlight from on high that fell on Tel’s closed eyes, eliciting one to open lazily in inspection the person interfering with her lounging, a long exhale preceding her disingenuous query.
“Need something, Sahari?”
She maintained the repressed smug expression, feigning ignorance to the obvious. “Feeling at ease now?”
Tel closed her eye again to disregard the notion. “Why would i be uneasy? I am back at our den, bathed, and i may rest from my tasks for a while.”
A light chuckle escaped Sahari. “You were accepted by his bond. I would think that had been on your mind these past moons. That much is quite plain to see, given that you made no attempts to join his rest.”
The female paused in the process of depositing the last portion of meat into her mouth, giving Sahari a frown before continuing. “They required the moon alone, and i care not for the opinions of others than my Sheath.”
“And he would have been forced to choose her over you should she dissent in regards to your addition.”
Tel fell silent for a moment, eyes wandering the ceiling before she sat herself up. “Then i suppose we are most fortuitous that such shall not come to pass, no?”
Sahari ignored the dismissive tone. “What are your plans for her?”
“What might you mean?”
She crossed her arms. “You have complaints, surely. What do you intend to do about them?”
The Blade stared at her. “Complaints? Such as how easy it is to catch her unawares? Her lack of weaponry maintained on her person? How little effort it took to engage with her mate, despite her proximity?”
Sahari nodded, suspecting that Tel’s mind would go there. “Do you plan to address them?”
The cook sighed. “Time will tell, but it is clear she carries his carelessness.”
“She carries much of him within her by now.”
Tel got to her feet, a look of resignation on her face. “Yes, that much is obvious.”
“Perhaps you should be thankful.”
Sahari received a raised brow. She returned a knowing nod.
“She would not be as willing if not for his influence. She has gained that which she would never. Were it not for his temperament, one could not blame her for wishing to monopolize. Instead, she seeks his happiness as her own. If it includes yourself, so be it.”
“Telling me to ignore her faults?”
Sahari shook her head. “I am merely advising you to embrace her as an extension of your influence rather than an obstacle to account for. She wishes for his safety as much as you, though she only holds the tools to repel that which is obvious.”
Tel tilted an ear, a slight smirk playing at the corner of her mouth. “You suggest i make a Blade of a defect?”
The black-furred female grinned, turning on her pads to head outside, a paw waved over her shoulder. “You are expected to raise the next, no? This may be a chance to test your proficiency, even if it may be the only you attempt.”
“It is a bloodied path, Sahari. I highly doubt my male would approve.”
“Then craft a clean edge. Form one from nothing. You are the heiress, no? Prove yourself worthy of your presumed station and allow your Sheath to perform without worries.” Sahari called out through the exit, allowing it to close behind her when Tel’s expression became contemplative.
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“You doing okay?” Harrow asked once they were in the gym. She dug through the various prototypes she had been working on to find the things she wanted Joseph’s input on.
The Human rubbed his neck. “Yeah, why?”
She paused her search to glance at him with a deadpanned expression. “You looked like you would have evaporated if you could.”
He pursed his lips. “Yeah, kind of. I don’t know. The whole ‘polyamory’ thing seems like a minefield to me.”
A nasal sigh was given as she returned, taking out the first piece and laying it to the side as she resumed her search. “Yet you come back and have no problems with Tel fawning all over you while you’re next to your bond.”
“That...” The male faltered, a defeated tone taking place. “I didn’t really think about it in the moment, it just felt like the natural thing to happen.”
“Isn’t that your answer?” She offered idly, placing another piece to the side.
“To what?”
“How she fits in to your relationship.”
“How so?” Joseph replied, confusion evident.
Harrow laid the second-to-last piece down and sorted through the box from the beginning. “Pan feels about... well, everything the way you do. If Tel feels natural to have around, then Pan won’t feel anything is wrong.”
The Grand Hunter groaned, the hollow tone suggesting he had cupped his face into his paws. “It just feels like jealousy and shit should be an issue.”
Harrow fetched the last piece, laying it with the rest and plopping herself onto the ground to observe the frustrated male. “I can’t speak for Tel, but i think she was more worried about it than you were.”
“She’s a ball of confidence. I can’t really picture her being worried about anything other than being told to not to fuck around.”
She waved him off. “You’ve had all this time to make sure everyone knew how much you care for Pan. It’s stressful to think that you would be compared to that if it came down to one or the other, especially a bond.”
Joseph raised a brow as Harrow put on the first piece of experimental armour on her arm. “I wouldn’t compare them like that. They’re different people.”
She fixed her gaze on him as she moved on to the second piece. “Pan knows you to your core by now. She has claimed a position of a den-mother of your adopted kit. Now, she has affirmed her placement as your mate.” The orange-furred female shook her head at his momentary flush. “Mix that with your societal standards, and she wouldn’t be able to worry but think that she might be seen as lesser and thrown aside if Pan took issue.”
Annoyance filtered into his voice. “Both are irreplaceable. Period. I’m not excited about it, but I’d rather do my best to make sure they’re happy. Even if it meant trying to convince her as best i can. I’m not ignoring what Tel has done for me and what she has ended up meaning to me.”
“Is my male proclaiming his affections out loud again?” Tel prodded playfully after having silently entered behind the male and wrapping her arms around his waist, her chin resting on his shoulder. Joseph jumped slightly at the unexpected presence, his face stricken by embarrassment after being caught in the act of vehemently defending his new-found relationship with the female.
Harrow smirked as she moved on to the last piece. “He seems to be rather taken with you Tel. Makes me wonder what happened that moon he defended your honour.”
The Grand Hunter furrowed his brow as he glanced back and forth between them with a warning eye. “Not talking about it.”
Tel ignored him, her tail lazily swaying behind her. “I fear not for his bond. It seems that she cares more for this one’s feelings than her own.”
“Not like there’s much of a difference.” Harrow commented, standing now that all four pieces were on. She adjusted the fitment as Tel hummed in agreement.
“I have no idea what’s going on.” Joseph lamented openly, the cook leaning on him more in response.
“You,” The Head started, pleased with the preliminary checks of her equipment. “are going to help me solve a few issues with these, and she,” A claw was waved at the mildly interested female. “is going to be happy with me.”
Tel adjusted her grip under his arms, wrapping one paw over the wrist of the other as she applied more weight and idly observed as Harrow started explaining whatever it was she had on her arms. Joseph cycled a breath as his plight remained ignored.
The orange-furred female wore two large bracers, their outward arm coverage a fair bit wider than what would be typical. The second section of each was a large piece that slotted over the more form-fitting attachment to her arm.
Curiosity seemed to have prevailed over his premature exhaustion. “Are those supposed to be a shield when you put them together?”
Harrow winked, a mischievous smirk suggesting that he was only half right. “They also do this!”
The female engaged a pair of spring-loaded protrusions placed on the inside of the outcroppings, two broad daggers extending forth in an instant with a visible recoil.
Both the Human and the female raised their brows, Harrow proudly explaining her invention. “I took inspiration from those Katars you told me about and the spring system you used for Tel’s roped daggers. Add in the need for a shield that wouldn’t hinder our claw-to-claw training...”
“And you end up with hidden blades inside of a wearable shield.” Joseph mused, an impressed tone clear. Tel viewed the items with interest from his shoulder.
“Why might these make me happy?”
Harrow pointed the worn knife, its edge blunted until the details were sorted. “Because you can add this to your armament as a backup, and because i figured that your little declaration back there meant you would rather Joe stay armed and protected.”
The assassin hummed in understanding, though didn’t comment further as she continued analyzing them.
“So what do you need my help with? It seems like you got all the important parts down for a prototype.” Joseph furrowed his brow in confusion, looking over her work from a distance to find an issue.
Harrow took a breath, wincing at the need for overview. “Well, this is it.”
“What’s it.”
She held the extended blades outward. “This. They don’t go back without taking them apart.”
The Grand Hunter’s expression fell neutrally. “Ah. Yeah, that would be an issue. I’d need to see it disassembled to weigh in.”
Harrow’s ears fell as she heard that he wouldn’t be able to know what to do about the problem at a moment’s notice, but quickly regained her enthusiasm as she removed the prototypes. “We can do that whenever. Next, i found out something neat about the den while i was doing the wiring!”
“Oh?”
She nodded, her tail threatening to fly off with how active it was being. “Whatever species occupied this place before us must have been a massive mix of high and sub-harmonic vocalizations.” She paused when the male gave her a blank look. “They spoke in an an extremely wide frequency range. Or at least utilized such.”
Joseph blinked, a light tilt of his head showing that he was a little confused at the apparent non-sequitur. “And that has to do with wiring because...”
“Because,” Harrow tossed the braces back into the box. “I discovered a defunct circuit used to power a building-wide public address system!” She threw her arms wide as her main discovery was finally being announced to someone who would appreciate it. “I rigged it to the terminal! We can play music to the whole den and outside, if we want! I checked and there are tiny acoustic projectors everywhere, though they look to be far more capable than the size suggests.”
Tel perked up at the mention of widely accessible entertainment while Joseph looked to the side in thought, his face carrying a contemplative shade. “That’s cool and all, but do we want to inundate everyone with music all the time? I have a lot of variety there, I’m pretty sure someone would be drove nuts by the end of the week.”
“I need your help there, too.” The Head added in counter, approaching the pair with a bounce to her step. “I can’t read your language, but there should be a setting to split the zones and allow playlists by room.”
“Why would there be a setting like that?”
Harrow shrugged. “We’ll see what we can do, if not. Worst comes to worst, we can just open it up during celebrations.”
The Human paused, conceding the point after a moment. “That doesn’t sound like a terrible idea. I’m down.”
She separated the two, shoving Joseph out the door in her rush to get started on the idea. Tel allowed it to happen, a mild interest passing her eyes all the while until she tapped Harrow on the shoulder.
“Could i have a set of that prototype created for Pan once it is complete?”
Harrow waved Joseph to continue once he noticed he was the only one still going to the terminal, raising a brow at the female. “Odd for you to ask.”
The prospective mate shook her head. “It would benefit him to have more at his disposal. None have taken to his philosophy of using one’s fists like she has. This would merely allow her to expand her repertoire while still adhering.”
Harrow hummed, a skeptical eye scanning the female’s face for a hint at her true motive, a sigh escaping once she decided that Tel wasn’t going to clarify further. “I’ll get Mama to measure her once Joe straightens out the retraction mechanism.” A second glance was afforded. “You sure you’re okay with Joe threatening your blood-father and having a preexisting mate?”
Tel maintained a placid expression, boredom hinted by her quick break of eye contact. “I have stated my opinion on such. Why do you ask?”
“Because he’s my friend and part of my den.”
Tel returned her gaze. “Would it worry you so if i took issue?”
Harrow failed to answer immediately, a breath being required before she quietly responded. “I just don’t want anything to ruin it.”
The Blade chuckled. “I may find myself desiring to hold him to my own, but i must accept that she is as much a part of him as he is her. As for his threats to Trill?” Tel’s voice grew wanting as she slipped a teasing smirk towards the curious Human waiting at the end of the hall. “That is far from a problem for me.”
Joseph leaned against the wall, his arms crossed as he patiently waited for the two to finish their sidebar, Harrow noticing his idle expression now that Tel had been accepted was a stark contrast to before. She smiled with closed eyes, happy that the dynamics of the pack didn’t seem to be shifting in a bad direction.
“Okay.” She breathed out, changing gears mentally. “As long as everyone’s okay.”
She turned to face Tel, noticing that she had gone on ahead without waiting for a response to harass the Grand Hunter, the latter struggling not to laugh as the female poked at him.
At least it seemed that she could keep this den.
She hurried to catch up, wondering what music Joseph would be using to test her ideas.
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A/N: Today’s shout-out is to you guys in the comments! Always brightens my day to see everyone tossing in their thoughts on whats happening. Also loving the upvotes you toss to each other whenever someone says something you agree with, really shows me which comments i should be looking closer at. Take a moment to pat yourselves and fellow regulars on the back. You deserve it.
2023.03.26 09:56 ohitstyler19 [WTS] RIP KNIVES FURY MAG MILLED W DRAGON SPINE
KS… yall are killin me here. someone buy this knife already! its a full custom! how much more can u ask for? 😂
mainly looking to sell now but the only trade id consider is a tanto zaan + cash on ur end
PICS AND VID :D
this one hurts my heart to put up but the bills arent gonna pay themselves. from what i know this is a 1 of 1 Fury. it has been lightly used and resharpened but its in excellent condition. only marks would be on the blade but you cant even see em even in bright light. this fury is running on washers and its extremely smooth. this is my first ever Fury and its damn impressive. the colors on this knife is sooo beautiful and the milling is clean asf. the grinds are absolutely insane and that dragon spine Danny put on this is really something special. SV:$1,150 $1,100 $1,075 $1k!! TV: $1,200 $1,175 $1,150 $1,125
payments will be made thru PayPal F&F only!
knife will be shipped via USPS!
if you have any questions, feel free to ask
thanks!
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mainly looking to sell now but the only trade id consider is a tanto zaan + cash on ur end
PICS AND VID :D
this one hurts my heart to put up but the bills arent gonna pay themselves. from what i know this is a 1 of 1 Fury. it has been lightly used and resharpened but its in excellent condition. only marks would be on the blade but you cant even see em even in bright light. this fury is running on washers and its extremely smooth. this is my first ever Fury and its damn impressive. the colors on this knife is sooo beautiful and the milling is clean asf. the grinds are absolutely insane and that dragon spine Danny put on this is really something special. SV:
payments will be made thru PayPal F&F only!
knife will be shipped via USPS!
if you have any questions, feel free to ask
thanks!
2023.03.26 09:50 matteblackbrbr [PC][maybe mid 90's/early 2000's] skull kid/teenager killing people on a street with a knife
When i tried to search about this game i always found the flash game "Skull Kid", but it's not this game
Platform(s): PC, i don't remember exactly what windows version it was, but probably is 95/98/2000
Genre: 2d view, you could only move left and right
Estimated year of release: mid 90's or early 2000's probably
Graphics/art style: simple and cartoon, the only level i remember playing was on that street, the background had some houses and stores, it was always night and had some lamppost lighting up the street
Notable characters: you play as a skull kid/teenager, the people you stab on street was normal male/female adult on foot or on a bicycle
Notable gameplay mechanics: you had a time/hp bar slowly decaying, to refill it you needed to pickup a orange juice's glass dropped by the people you killed or sometimes falling random from the sky, you needed to fill the time/hp bar to the maximum to beat the actual level (not sure on this). You start only with a knife, but you could also go into a shop on that street to buy other weapons, i don't remember if you could have more than one weapon. When you died your character transforms into an angel and goes to the sky
Other details: i remember playing a demo version of that game on my cousin's pc, but i don't where she got this demo
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Platform(s): PC, i don't remember exactly what windows version it was, but probably is 95/98/2000
Genre: 2d view, you could only move left and right
Estimated year of release: mid 90's or early 2000's probably
Graphics/art style: simple and cartoon, the only level i remember playing was on that street, the background had some houses and stores, it was always night and had some lamppost lighting up the street
Notable characters: you play as a skull kid/teenager, the people you stab on street was normal male/female adult on foot or on a bicycle
Notable gameplay mechanics: you had a time/hp bar slowly decaying, to refill it you needed to pickup a orange juice's glass dropped by the people you killed or sometimes falling random from the sky, you needed to fill the time/hp bar to the maximum to beat the actual level (not sure on this). You start only with a knife, but you could also go into a shop on that street to buy other weapons, i don't remember if you could have more than one weapon. When you died your character transforms into an angel and goes to the sky
Other details: i remember playing a demo version of that game on my cousin's pc, but i don't where she got this demo
2023.03.26 09:42 _Eduardo_16 Drug Monkeys
I'm not sure whether I should flair this post as Original Story or Crossposted Story since I have one posted in the HFY subreddit, please let me know if I've broken any rules or have spelling mistakes in the post, thank you!
By the way, this is a oneshot, if you want more, I will link a Prologue at the bottom of the post, this oneshot is essentially the building blocks of what made Drug Monkeys a universe, so I was satisfied with how I've come up with this one.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading this! If you have any thoughts, ideas, or comments to share please do post so!
...
Drug Monkeys
...
In this cruel galaxy, things like narcotics and drugs are only a temporary bliss that most species would want to pour millions of credits over, to ignore their sad reality, and to indulge in the moment of delicious fantasy and dreams, it was a glaring issue that the federation has ever faced since its foundation, depression, suicide, hatred, all sorts of negative emotions, save for only a few pacifist-minded species, existed in every species they've known.
It was a biological fact, that every single race had a negative emotion attached to their sentience, no matter who you are or where you are from, you're bonded to experience something negative at one point, constantly experiencing this phenomenon made people's mental health to degrade, such as the case of the galaxy's ongoing narcotics trade.
Thanks to ever-changing drugs and the recent wars and conflicts rampaging throughout between the Federation and other collective governments in the galaxy, drugs like Opilains or Gujrnaid were made, these drugs give users a blissful experience from time to time, to make it seem like the world isn't that bad, or that their exploited lives are enough as it is when there is much improvement left to be accomplished or to feel like they're an absolute god in their heads, to be the top of the world and rule over everyone, that was what these drugs are like, to combat the effects of mental degradation, according to everyone's experiences in the net.
These drugs became addictive for certain species, typically the ones that are easily emotionally distressed or have violent tendencies or traumatic experiences in the past, they were labeled as 'addicts' by the wider community, since their lives depended on the drug as if it were their only lifeline, to bring them to new heights in their world.
Sadly and unfortunately, these drugs weren't easy to make, they're made from many species' bodily fluids that bring everlasting pleasure to the mind, mainly the Kruglèrs, Epiiieeexxx, and the Organtæs, these three species were so heavily exploited by drug slavers that the federation classifies them as "narcotic-species", a species that has fluids strong enough to bring a person to a trance-like state as if drugged.
The three species remained in the top three places in the narcotics illegal trades board in the black market, or NIT for short, they were sold like slaves, sucked off of their bodily fluids, and forced to either do physical labor or be thrown away like a dry husk in the streets without a care for their well-being, this was also common for other narcotic-species below those top three places in the NIT, nobody even protested since the fluids are much more worth than their lives, plus their addiction to the substance didn't help their situation either.
The black market dealers were booming in this golden age of the narcotics trade, spreading their influence and products to outer regions of the galaxy and intentionally letting innocent species be addicted to their products, making their business more profitable, exploiting the innocence of other species before them and repeating the process like an endless loop, and the worst of it all is that the federation couldn't do anything about it if they've banned these drugs, the people will riot into the streets and cause a major uproar, losing credibility and trust from its citizens.
At this point, it was useless to try to block the flow of drugs made from other species which the federation considered taboo, the only thing they could do is to try to regulate the flow of drugs and bust those who tried to trade it discreetly, one by one.
So while the NIT was rampant between Federal Galactic unions, a new species introduced itself to the wider galaxy, Humanity, they called themselves, a furless mammalian bipedal race, everyone shared their greetings with the race and returned to whatever they were doing from before.
At first, the Humans were nothing of interest, with average strength, weight, and height, relatively good stamina and endurance, and great smarts and wisdom, and that's essentially it, the only glaring quality about them is that their stamina was above average than most species, not something common to see, but was certainly eye-catching.
But that's what made them unique.
Fast-forward a few months later after breaking through the great filter from their system's homeworld, the Humans were entirely seen in suits made to protect themselves whenever traveling through the galaxy, they were never seen without wearing those suits, although their physical form was already well-known, nobody faced them in person before.
So someday in a gardenworld's dormitory, when a Kerkithil, a race of feline descent, saw her human roommate counterpart, in nothing but a few fabrics of clothing covering his lower half, she smelt the intoxicating scent of his sweat, streaking down his well-toned abs after working out in his room, she was immediately affected by the human's sweat, making her body tense up and her eyes drowsy, feeling her mind clouded with pleasure, of course, the human called in the dormitory's security guard for help, they passed out, the same goes for local authorities, and it all went downhill from there.
From his scent alone, he made an entire district unable to function properly due to his intoxicating smell, people who experienced the accident recalled the feeling of being in pure bliss and pleasure before passing out on the spot, save for a few tough species at the time.
This incident made it into galactic-wide news, catching the eyes of the many Federations in the galaxy and drug traders, and soon came to the inevitable realization that Humanity was another narcotic-species, a unique and rare one at that, many narcotic traders jumped into action, with buyers breathing down their neck to kidnap a human for personal use after discovering the drug was their sweat, many federations from each branch of the galaxy started to hastily write up laws for the safety of the humans and prepped many drug-busting operations, as they know for a fact that the opposition has started making their move, it will be a harsh conflict with Humanity squeezed in the middle, their fate lies in the hands of these two sides.
And as for the human from earlier responsible for the accident not too long ago, who turned out to be a transfer student, was warned countless times about not wearing his suit near other species. He now knows the reason why, with a large target on his back and Earth's government attempting to evacuate him and other humans from the garden world to safety, it was too late, he was kidnapped and off to a fortified colony on a seemingly deserted planet hundreds of kilometers away from any known civilization nearby.
When he came to, he and others were contained in large tight-sealed glass coffins with a respirator connected to their face to keep them alive, they were also naked, with nothing but latex shorts for clothing, vertically lined up, he heard muffled voices coming from outside, and through the steamy and blurry glass he could make out a feline-like humanoid, 'a Kerkitril?' He thought, 'Did they kidnap me?' He was unsure of the others beside him, but he knows for a fact that he was being sold to someone else as a property they could use, in whatever way they want.
Thankfully, his translator installed in the entrance of his ears began to function, and the strange language he heard in the room warbled into something tangible he could understand, the speakers sparking to life.
"[Translating language]—ou sure this is the same human I saw on that incident a while ago? I don't want to waste another five mil creds on some skinny chump on the internet." A feminine voice said in the room, talking to someone big and bulky, as the translator picked up his words too, although under a rougher tone of voice.
"Yes, it's the guy. You can look at him yourself, see if he's the real deal to ya." The bulky figure said as the human began to panic once he sees the Kerkitril approach his coffin glass, squirming in his tight restraints as he saw her press something on the side, bringing up window wipers on the side of the coffin, which was unexpected.
He was finally able to see who the feminine voice is, as he suspected, she was a Kerkitril, resembling a feline back on Earth if it weren't for the bipedal digitigrade legs she possesses, she had green-oranged stripes streaked across her red fur, she looked like your run-of-the-mill bandit leader, a black bandana lies on her furry neck with an emblem of a skull of her race, her clothes were nothing short of dirty and ragged yet covered in armor and pads designed for her light body, she had checked all the marks of being a space pirate, a rich one at that, seeing as how the room he's in is full of credits, the creds taking in the form of different shapes, from triangles, squares, pentagon, up until decagon.
"A-Ah, I didn't think he'd be this tall in person." The Kerkitril remarked, ghasted by his gigantic appearance, as well as the muscles and the sweat that he kept coalescing thanks to the constant warm heat in the coffin.
"Same goes for me, took me a while to carry this seven-foot bastard, is he a unique human or something?" He realized the voice belonged to a bull-like anthro, almost the same height as him.
"Hmmm... Do you mind me tasting the package?" The Kerkitril said, eyeing the bull as he nodded for confirmation, "Go ahead, but you'll have to buy the second whiff if you are to go yet again." She glared at him before turning her attention to the human who was wide awake during the whole conversation, his brown eyes staring into her yellow-slitted ones, he felt the heat in the coffin die down, and a small hole seemingly appeared in the transparent confines.
"Mmm..." She took a good long sniff of the human's sweat, then it struck her, her mind begins to wander, and the familiar feeling of bliss and ecstasy coursing through her head, her feline body shivering in pleasure, she felt herself be carried by the Kerkitril's guardians to the doorstep of the equivalent of heaven in her world, before she could get any deeper into this feeling however, the bull from earlier forcibly closed the hole in the glass via a press of a button, abruptly interrupting her blissful moment.
"Wuh... Oh." Her voice sounded disappointed and depressed now that she's snapped back to reality, the bull leaned on the fragile glass coffin, slightly nudging the human inside as he tries his best to not hyperventilate.
"Welp, five million creds, right? Here, take it, here, your damn money, now let me have this human in my roster." The Kerkatril stated, giving the bull five hexagonal-shaped coins as his eye scanner displayed a digital holographic number for him, "Hmm, five million creds... Seeing as how you're eager to get the guy yourself, I'm not gonna hold you off any longer." The bull pulls out a slim card, inserting it into the coffin's left control panel which had a slot for the card, three red dots lit green after the first few seconds, revealing a red button hidden in the coffin's compartment.
"You might wanna get your mask on, I ain't kidding you from earlier, this thing reeks of drugs." The bull said, wearing his ergonomically made gasmask designed for his species, the Kerkitril does the same, after seeing she was masked, he lightly presses the red button, and a beep could be heard, then the glass panel seemingly vanished into thin air, the metal restraints on the human's limbs unclamped by themselves one by one, dropping the weak yet still awake human on the hard floor of the room he's in, after further examining where he was, he finds himself in an office decorated in pirate stuff, like plasma guns hanging on the wall at the right, a fan above him turned out to be blades, the window on his left is broken yet covered in electrified iron railings to protect from intruders, beside the window is a gun locker full to the brim with plasma-driven weapons and improvised melees, at the middle of the room's walls was a large skull of a predator he didn't know, riddled with holes and rusty arrows, the cracked fangs protruding from its jaws scared him.
While surveying his surroundings, he failed to realize an opened choker was aiming for his neck, he felt goosebumps when the cold metallic choker clamped around his neck, hearing and feeling the swift movements of multiple locks being put into place filled him with dread, the finalizing touch was when a padlock was attached to a hole in his choker for extra measure, "That seems a little too overkill, doncha think?" The Kerkitril smirked at the bull with her question, referring to the padlock that he placed on the human to be humorous despite the choker itself having so many locks in place.
"Hush, our meeting ends here, you received the package, I got the payment. I'll look forward to your next purchase, Miss Suritka." The bull phrased his usual go-to leave as he grabbed a large chain connected to the coffins of the other humans, leaving through the reinforced double doors of her office, with a slide and a hiss sealed the human's fate, while the human slightly relieved that the big man in the room is gone, he had another person to worry about, the Kerkitril from earlier stared at him maliciously, still keeping that mask of hers on her face, inching closer and closer to his with a raging yearn for something in her eyes.
"Hello, Human." She said the last part with an awfully conspicuous tone near his whitish face as he diverted his gaze from her, "What's your name?" She said slowly and intimidatingly, lifting his chin to look into her eyes yet again, patiently waiting for an answer.
"U-Uhm... Jim."
.
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[Next]
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By the way, this is a oneshot, if you want more, I will link a Prologue at the bottom of the post, this oneshot is essentially the building blocks of what made Drug Monkeys a universe, so I was satisfied with how I've come up with this one.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading this! If you have any thoughts, ideas, or comments to share please do post so!
...
Drug Monkeys
...
In this cruel galaxy, things like narcotics and drugs are only a temporary bliss that most species would want to pour millions of credits over, to ignore their sad reality, and to indulge in the moment of delicious fantasy and dreams, it was a glaring issue that the federation has ever faced since its foundation, depression, suicide, hatred, all sorts of negative emotions, save for only a few pacifist-minded species, existed in every species they've known.
It was a biological fact, that every single race had a negative emotion attached to their sentience, no matter who you are or where you are from, you're bonded to experience something negative at one point, constantly experiencing this phenomenon made people's mental health to degrade, such as the case of the galaxy's ongoing narcotics trade.
Thanks to ever-changing drugs and the recent wars and conflicts rampaging throughout between the Federation and other collective governments in the galaxy, drugs like Opilains or Gujrnaid were made, these drugs give users a blissful experience from time to time, to make it seem like the world isn't that bad, or that their exploited lives are enough as it is when there is much improvement left to be accomplished or to feel like they're an absolute god in their heads, to be the top of the world and rule over everyone, that was what these drugs are like, to combat the effects of mental degradation, according to everyone's experiences in the net.
These drugs became addictive for certain species, typically the ones that are easily emotionally distressed or have violent tendencies or traumatic experiences in the past, they were labeled as 'addicts' by the wider community, since their lives depended on the drug as if it were their only lifeline, to bring them to new heights in their world.
Sadly and unfortunately, these drugs weren't easy to make, they're made from many species' bodily fluids that bring everlasting pleasure to the mind, mainly the Kruglèrs, Epiiieeexxx, and the Organtæs, these three species were so heavily exploited by drug slavers that the federation classifies them as "narcotic-species", a species that has fluids strong enough to bring a person to a trance-like state as if drugged.
The three species remained in the top three places in the narcotics illegal trades board in the black market, or NIT for short, they were sold like slaves, sucked off of their bodily fluids, and forced to either do physical labor or be thrown away like a dry husk in the streets without a care for their well-being, this was also common for other narcotic-species below those top three places in the NIT, nobody even protested since the fluids are much more worth than their lives, plus their addiction to the substance didn't help their situation either.
The black market dealers were booming in this golden age of the narcotics trade, spreading their influence and products to outer regions of the galaxy and intentionally letting innocent species be addicted to their products, making their business more profitable, exploiting the innocence of other species before them and repeating the process like an endless loop, and the worst of it all is that the federation couldn't do anything about it if they've banned these drugs, the people will riot into the streets and cause a major uproar, losing credibility and trust from its citizens.
At this point, it was useless to try to block the flow of drugs made from other species which the federation considered taboo, the only thing they could do is to try to regulate the flow of drugs and bust those who tried to trade it discreetly, one by one.
So while the NIT was rampant between Federal Galactic unions, a new species introduced itself to the wider galaxy, Humanity, they called themselves, a furless mammalian bipedal race, everyone shared their greetings with the race and returned to whatever they were doing from before.
At first, the Humans were nothing of interest, with average strength, weight, and height, relatively good stamina and endurance, and great smarts and wisdom, and that's essentially it, the only glaring quality about them is that their stamina was above average than most species, not something common to see, but was certainly eye-catching.
But that's what made them unique.
Fast-forward a few months later after breaking through the great filter from their system's homeworld, the Humans were entirely seen in suits made to protect themselves whenever traveling through the galaxy, they were never seen without wearing those suits, although their physical form was already well-known, nobody faced them in person before.
So someday in a gardenworld's dormitory, when a Kerkithil, a race of feline descent, saw her human roommate counterpart, in nothing but a few fabrics of clothing covering his lower half, she smelt the intoxicating scent of his sweat, streaking down his well-toned abs after working out in his room, she was immediately affected by the human's sweat, making her body tense up and her eyes drowsy, feeling her mind clouded with pleasure, of course, the human called in the dormitory's security guard for help, they passed out, the same goes for local authorities, and it all went downhill from there.
From his scent alone, he made an entire district unable to function properly due to his intoxicating smell, people who experienced the accident recalled the feeling of being in pure bliss and pleasure before passing out on the spot, save for a few tough species at the time.
This incident made it into galactic-wide news, catching the eyes of the many Federations in the galaxy and drug traders, and soon came to the inevitable realization that Humanity was another narcotic-species, a unique and rare one at that, many narcotic traders jumped into action, with buyers breathing down their neck to kidnap a human for personal use after discovering the drug was their sweat, many federations from each branch of the galaxy started to hastily write up laws for the safety of the humans and prepped many drug-busting operations, as they know for a fact that the opposition has started making their move, it will be a harsh conflict with Humanity squeezed in the middle, their fate lies in the hands of these two sides.
And as for the human from earlier responsible for the accident not too long ago, who turned out to be a transfer student, was warned countless times about not wearing his suit near other species. He now knows the reason why, with a large target on his back and Earth's government attempting to evacuate him and other humans from the garden world to safety, it was too late, he was kidnapped and off to a fortified colony on a seemingly deserted planet hundreds of kilometers away from any known civilization nearby.
When he came to, he and others were contained in large tight-sealed glass coffins with a respirator connected to their face to keep them alive, they were also naked, with nothing but latex shorts for clothing, vertically lined up, he heard muffled voices coming from outside, and through the steamy and blurry glass he could make out a feline-like humanoid, 'a Kerkitril?' He thought, 'Did they kidnap me?' He was unsure of the others beside him, but he knows for a fact that he was being sold to someone else as a property they could use, in whatever way they want.
Thankfully, his translator installed in the entrance of his ears began to function, and the strange language he heard in the room warbled into something tangible he could understand, the speakers sparking to life.
"[Translating language]—ou sure this is the same human I saw on that incident a while ago? I don't want to waste another five mil creds on some skinny chump on the internet." A feminine voice said in the room, talking to someone big and bulky, as the translator picked up his words too, although under a rougher tone of voice.
"Yes, it's the guy. You can look at him yourself, see if he's the real deal to ya." The bulky figure said as the human began to panic once he sees the Kerkitril approach his coffin glass, squirming in his tight restraints as he saw her press something on the side, bringing up window wipers on the side of the coffin, which was unexpected.
He was finally able to see who the feminine voice is, as he suspected, she was a Kerkitril, resembling a feline back on Earth if it weren't for the bipedal digitigrade legs she possesses, she had green-oranged stripes streaked across her red fur, she looked like your run-of-the-mill bandit leader, a black bandana lies on her furry neck with an emblem of a skull of her race, her clothes were nothing short of dirty and ragged yet covered in armor and pads designed for her light body, she had checked all the marks of being a space pirate, a rich one at that, seeing as how the room he's in is full of credits, the creds taking in the form of different shapes, from triangles, squares, pentagon, up until decagon.
"A-Ah, I didn't think he'd be this tall in person." The Kerkitril remarked, ghasted by his gigantic appearance, as well as the muscles and the sweat that he kept coalescing thanks to the constant warm heat in the coffin.
"Same goes for me, took me a while to carry this seven-foot bastard, is he a unique human or something?" He realized the voice belonged to a bull-like anthro, almost the same height as him.
"Hmmm... Do you mind me tasting the package?" The Kerkitril said, eyeing the bull as he nodded for confirmation, "Go ahead, but you'll have to buy the second whiff if you are to go yet again." She glared at him before turning her attention to the human who was wide awake during the whole conversation, his brown eyes staring into her yellow-slitted ones, he felt the heat in the coffin die down, and a small hole seemingly appeared in the transparent confines.
"Mmm..." She took a good long sniff of the human's sweat, then it struck her, her mind begins to wander, and the familiar feeling of bliss and ecstasy coursing through her head, her feline body shivering in pleasure, she felt herself be carried by the Kerkitril's guardians to the doorstep of the equivalent of heaven in her world, before she could get any deeper into this feeling however, the bull from earlier forcibly closed the hole in the glass via a press of a button, abruptly interrupting her blissful moment.
"Wuh... Oh." Her voice sounded disappointed and depressed now that she's snapped back to reality, the bull leaned on the fragile glass coffin, slightly nudging the human inside as he tries his best to not hyperventilate.
"Welp, five million creds, right? Here, take it, here, your damn money, now let me have this human in my roster." The Kerkatril stated, giving the bull five hexagonal-shaped coins as his eye scanner displayed a digital holographic number for him, "Hmm, five million creds... Seeing as how you're eager to get the guy yourself, I'm not gonna hold you off any longer." The bull pulls out a slim card, inserting it into the coffin's left control panel which had a slot for the card, three red dots lit green after the first few seconds, revealing a red button hidden in the coffin's compartment.
"You might wanna get your mask on, I ain't kidding you from earlier, this thing reeks of drugs." The bull said, wearing his ergonomically made gasmask designed for his species, the Kerkitril does the same, after seeing she was masked, he lightly presses the red button, and a beep could be heard, then the glass panel seemingly vanished into thin air, the metal restraints on the human's limbs unclamped by themselves one by one, dropping the weak yet still awake human on the hard floor of the room he's in, after further examining where he was, he finds himself in an office decorated in pirate stuff, like plasma guns hanging on the wall at the right, a fan above him turned out to be blades, the window on his left is broken yet covered in electrified iron railings to protect from intruders, beside the window is a gun locker full to the brim with plasma-driven weapons and improvised melees, at the middle of the room's walls was a large skull of a predator he didn't know, riddled with holes and rusty arrows, the cracked fangs protruding from its jaws scared him.
While surveying his surroundings, he failed to realize an opened choker was aiming for his neck, he felt goosebumps when the cold metallic choker clamped around his neck, hearing and feeling the swift movements of multiple locks being put into place filled him with dread, the finalizing touch was when a padlock was attached to a hole in his choker for extra measure, "That seems a little too overkill, doncha think?" The Kerkitril smirked at the bull with her question, referring to the padlock that he placed on the human to be humorous despite the choker itself having so many locks in place.
"Hush, our meeting ends here, you received the package, I got the payment. I'll look forward to your next purchase, Miss Suritka." The bull phrased his usual go-to leave as he grabbed a large chain connected to the coffins of the other humans, leaving through the reinforced double doors of her office, with a slide and a hiss sealed the human's fate, while the human slightly relieved that the big man in the room is gone, he had another person to worry about, the Kerkitril from earlier stared at him maliciously, still keeping that mask of hers on her face, inching closer and closer to his with a raging yearn for something in her eyes.
"Hello, Human." She said the last part with an awfully conspicuous tone near his whitish face as he diverted his gaze from her, "What's your name?" She said slowly and intimidatingly, lifting his chin to look into her eyes yet again, patiently waiting for an answer.
"U-Uhm... Jim."
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2023.03.26 09:40 Mido128 Elements of the Gods in TWW
This post was inspired after watching these two videos about the dungeons of TWW: https://youtu.be/Y7ydu5xtB4Q, https://youtu.be/fnu0lgpDXAw. Check them out!
The Rito and Koroks tribes, from The Wind Waker, each have two dungeons connected to them in the game. Both tribes began their current existence as a result of the Great Flood, adapting to their new environment. But their histories go back much further, to the ancient Kingdom of Hyrule, when they were the Zora and Kokiri tribes respectively. One of the two dungeons connected to each of the tribes is linked to their current existence on the Great Sea, whereas the other dungeon is connected through a Sage to their ancient past. Both of the two dungeons connected with each of the tribes are linked thematically.
As already mentioned, Dragon Roost is a volcano, and [the interior Cavern is full of pools of magma. Therefore, it would be easy to say that this dungeon’s elemental theme is Fire. However, that is not necessarily the case. While the Fire Temple in Ocarina of Time is found within the volcanic Death Mountain, in Skyward Sword the second dungeon is also a series of caverns within a volcano, but it is called the Earth Temple, not the Fire Temple. The heart of the earth is hot and volcanic. Both Dragon Roost Cavern and the Earth Temple from SS are very natural structures. They are the natural caverns inside of a volcano, instead of intricately designed structures. As such, they reflect the primal nature of the earth.
But, this leads us to the second dungeon connected to the Rito’s ancient past, which is also called the Earth Temple, but which is most definitely not a natural structure. Medli’s ancestor, the Zora Sage Laruto, serves within this temple. The Earth Temple in TWW is essentially a tomb or crypt, and it is ornately decorated and designed, in contrast with the natural Dragon Roost Cavern. Link must bring light to the darkness deep under the ground. In another contrast, the temple has no real significance to the Rito living on the Great Sea. But, in the ancient Kingdom of Hyrule, this temple was an important structure where a Sage prayed for the gods to power the Master Sword.
Despite their differences, what connects Dragon Roost Cavern and the Earth Temple is their common elemental theme – Earth. We see two sides of the Earth Element. The primordial power inside of a volcano, and the dark resting place of the dead. One is natural, and the other constructed.
Do we see these contrasting sides of a shared elemental theme within the two dungeons connected with the Korok tribe? Yes!
The Korok tribe lives on Forest Haven island with their guardian deity, the Great Deku Tree. Forest Haven has a sister island nearby, named the Forbidden Woods. Both islands are again natural structures that seem to exist within the trunks of massive trees. While the Deku Tree currently forbids the Koroks from travelling to the nearby island, its interior features the Kokiri symbol, which indicates that the tribe lived or visited the island in their past. As for the Element associated with the Forbidden Woods, it’s clearly the Forest Element.
But, what about the second dungeon connected with the Koroks?
Makar’s ancestor is the Kokiri Sage Fado, who serves in the Wind Temple. On face value, this dungeon seems to have a completely different elemental theme to the Forbidden Woods. However, in the Zelda series, the Elements of Forest and Wind are strongly tied together. As that link highlights, this connection is highlighted in multiple games, both before and after TWW. In the Wind Temple itself, Makar is used to grow trees within the temple. But, just as with the contrast between the previous two dungeons we discussed, the Wind Temple is much more of a designed and constructed building than the Forbidden Woods. It is full of mechanical traps and machines designed to create wind drafts. Therefore, in a curious way we again see the two sides of the featured Element, both the natural and the constructed. Forest/Wind can be a wild forest, but it can also be advanced technology.
As we can see, these pairings of dungeons with the same elemental theme help us to see that an individual Element can encompass a range of attributes and properties, some natural and some not.
But, there’s something more that these dungeons, in particular the Earth and Wind Temples, can teach us about the nature of the Light World, and about the gods who created it.
The King of Red Lions tells us:
Laruto says:
Who are the Earth God and the Wind God?
While it’s true that Zephos is a god of winds, is he really the Wind God of the Wind Temple? Remember, that the Element of the Wind Temple is Forest/Wind, and Zephos has no discernible connection to Forest throughout the game. Also, the song used to call Zephos is the Wind’s Requiem (Song of Wind in Japanese), not the Wind God’s Aria.
Thankfully, I don’t have to argue the case that Zephos isn’t the Wind God of the Wind Temple, because the game straight up tells us who it is:
This makes sense with everything we know throughout the series. Farore is associated with Forest. The forest regions of Faron are named after her. It’s Farore’s Pearl that is obtained from the Great Deku Tree in Forest Haven. She is also associated with Wind. A spell in OoT is called Farore’s Wind. Forest/Wind is the Element most closely associated with Farore. This is further emphasised when we consider that Forest/Wind is the Element most strongly linked to Life, and Farore is the Golden Goddess who breathed life into the Light World.
Farore is the Goddess of Courage. Farore is the Goddess of Forest/Wind. And, Farore is the Goddess of Life.
What about the Earth God?
Well, if the Wind God is Farore, then the Earth God must be one of the other two Golden Goddesses.
Out of Din and Nayru, I think it’s fairly obvious that the Earth God must be Din. She is the Goddess of Power.
Din is the Goddess of Power. Din is the Goddess of Fire/Earth. And, Din is the Goddess of…
If we are following the pattern above for Farore, she was also the Goddess of Life. Therefore, that would mean that Din is the Goddess of… Death? Is that even possible?
I think the answer is clear when we look at the Earth Temple. Her temple.
Remember, the Earth Temple is essentially a tomb or crypt. This is one of the varied aspects of Earth that it reflects. Thanks to Zeltik’s latest video, I now understand what the large statue in the Earth Temple represents, something that had previously eluded me. As Zeltik points out, it’s essentially the image of a Redead. But it’s not exactly the same. This one appears to perhaps wear a crown. Is it possible that this large statue isn’t just a representation of a regular Redead? In a temple all about Death, is it possible that this statue represents Death? Or the God of Death?
Interestingly, the eyes of this statue are a symbol combining the sun and moon, reflecting the light and darkness that are key to this temple. The statue itself reflects this dual nature. When no light is shining on its eyes, it is grey and dark like the Moon. But when light is reflected into its eyes, it shines brightly like the Sun. The fiery Sun, a fitting symbol for Din. But so it seems, is also the cold darkness of death.
You might be wondering, can that really be so? Isn’t death associated with evil? Could Din really be the God of Death?
As I have done in the past, I think it would be helpful to look at some real world religions for comparison. Let’s as always begin with the religion of Japan, Shintoism. How is death introduced in its creation myth?
You may know by now that the chief god of the Shinto religion is Amaterasu, the Sun Goddess and progenitor of Japan’s Imperial Family. She is the obvious analogue for Hylia. But just like Hylia, she is not the creator god of Japan. Amaterasu is the daughter of of two gods who created the land (who are themselves the creation of higher creator gods). These two gods were a male and a female, Izanagi and Izanami. The two descended to the land they had created and had children. Unfortunately, Izanami died while giving birth to a god of fire.
The myth then follows:
When looking at other religions for parallels, I believe that those of Meso/South-America are appropriate for TWW. The Tower of the Gods is closely linked to the Golden Goddesses, and the visual design of that dungeon and its boss (and the Rito culture) are clearly partly influenced by Meso/South-American design.
In the Aztec religion, there are the twin gods Quetzalcoatl and Xolotl. Quetzalcoatl is the feathered serpent god of the Sun, wind, wisdom, and life. Xolotl is the dog-headed god of fire, lightning, and a soul-guide for the dead. Twin gods that encompass both life and death. Interestingly another Aztec god, Mictlāntēcutli, who is the god of the dead and king of the Underworld, looks very reminiscent of a Redead.
This is only two examples from real world religions, but I think it clearly illustrates that there should be no theological objection to Din being one of the creator gods, the Earth God, and the God of Death.
I have previously highlighted how in the beta version of OoT Din was the god worshipped in the Gerudo’s Spirit Temple. That temple has many clear connections with death and the afterlife that I have thoroughly explored previously. While the beta version is not canon, there is nothing to contradict Din still being the God of Death in the Light World.
This all leads to one final, and obvious, question: What about Nayru?
We know the central god would have been Nayru. She is the Goddess of Wisdom. She is also the Goddess of Magic. What Element does she represent? The most obvious answer is Water. From OoT, the Mark of Nayru has been similar to the Crest of the Zora, the Water tribe. Therefore, it’s likely that there would have been a Water Temple and Sage. This feels thematically correct next to Earth and Wind, for a game set on the Great Sea.
It’s possible that there may have been a dual aspect to the elemental theme, as there was with the other two pairs of dungeons. The most likely candidate is Ice. In the beta version of OoT, the Water Medallion was originally the Ice Medallion, just as the Forest Medallion was originally the Wind Medallion. Taking into consideration Aonuma’s comments about aspects of these two cut dungeons being incorporated into the dungeons of later games, I wonder if some of the ideas ended up in Lakebed Temple, or Snowpeak Ruins from TP. Or maybe the Temple of Ice from PH?
On the other hand, instead of Ice perhaps Water is paired with something else, like Lightning. That Element is associated with Nayru in SS, through the Lanayru region. Perhaps the Sandship dungeon from that game includes elements that would have originally appeared in a dungeon from TWW. There’s no real way of knowing, but it’s fun to speculate. It’s also not clear what tribe would have been associated with her in the present day. The obvious answer would be the Zora, but that might have involved changing the history of the Rito. We will probably never know.
Lastly, if Farore is the God of Life, and Din is the God of Death, what does that make Nayru? How could there be a third aspect to a pair of clear polar opposites? I think the answer is hinted at in TWW, and it’s something that has become a greater feature of the world-building in the Zelda series over time: Artificial Life.
In the Tower of the Gods, we see automatons such as the Servants of the Tower and Gohdan itself. Living constructs. In SS, we have the Ancient Robots, who were created by the dragon Lanayru. And in BotW, the Ancient Sheikah, a tribe associated with Wisdom, are responsible for the creation of the Guardians, and the Divine Beasts. Nayru is the Goddess of Wisdom and Magic, so it makes sense that she would also be the God of Artificial Life.
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Multifaceted Elements
Let’s start with the Rito tribe, who used to be the Zora tribe in the ancient past. The Rito live on Dragon Roost Island, and the dungeon linked to their current existence is Dragon Roost Cavern. The guardian deity of the Rito is the dragon Valoo, who lives on the peak of the volcanic Dragon Roost. To again the ability to fly, each young Rito performs a coming-of-age ceremony, which involves journeying through the Cavern in order to reach Valoo, and receive one of his scales. Therefore, it’s easy to see how this dungeon is strongly tied to the tribe’s current existence.As already mentioned, Dragon Roost is a volcano, and [the interior Cavern is full of pools of magma. Therefore, it would be easy to say that this dungeon’s elemental theme is Fire. However, that is not necessarily the case. While the Fire Temple in Ocarina of Time is found within the volcanic Death Mountain, in Skyward Sword the second dungeon is also a series of caverns within a volcano, but it is called the Earth Temple, not the Fire Temple. The heart of the earth is hot and volcanic. Both Dragon Roost Cavern and the Earth Temple from SS are very natural structures. They are the natural caverns inside of a volcano, instead of intricately designed structures. As such, they reflect the primal nature of the earth.
But, this leads us to the second dungeon connected to the Rito’s ancient past, which is also called the Earth Temple, but which is most definitely not a natural structure. Medli’s ancestor, the Zora Sage Laruto, serves within this temple. The Earth Temple in TWW is essentially a tomb or crypt, and it is ornately decorated and designed, in contrast with the natural Dragon Roost Cavern. Link must bring light to the darkness deep under the ground. In another contrast, the temple has no real significance to the Rito living on the Great Sea. But, in the ancient Kingdom of Hyrule, this temple was an important structure where a Sage prayed for the gods to power the Master Sword.
Despite their differences, what connects Dragon Roost Cavern and the Earth Temple is their common elemental theme – Earth. We see two sides of the Earth Element. The primordial power inside of a volcano, and the dark resting place of the dead. One is natural, and the other constructed.
Do we see these contrasting sides of a shared elemental theme within the two dungeons connected with the Korok tribe? Yes!
The Korok tribe lives on Forest Haven island with their guardian deity, the Great Deku Tree. Forest Haven has a sister island nearby, named the Forbidden Woods. Both islands are again natural structures that seem to exist within the trunks of massive trees. While the Deku Tree currently forbids the Koroks from travelling to the nearby island, its interior features the Kokiri symbol, which indicates that the tribe lived or visited the island in their past. As for the Element associated with the Forbidden Woods, it’s clearly the Forest Element.
But, what about the second dungeon connected with the Koroks?
Makar’s ancestor is the Kokiri Sage Fado, who serves in the Wind Temple. On face value, this dungeon seems to have a completely different elemental theme to the Forbidden Woods. However, in the Zelda series, the Elements of Forest and Wind are strongly tied together. As that link highlights, this connection is highlighted in multiple games, both before and after TWW. In the Wind Temple itself, Makar is used to grow trees within the temple. But, just as with the contrast between the previous two dungeons we discussed, the Wind Temple is much more of a designed and constructed building than the Forbidden Woods. It is full of mechanical traps and machines designed to create wind drafts. Therefore, in a curious way we again see the two sides of the featured Element, both the natural and the constructed. Forest/Wind can be a wild forest, but it can also be advanced technology.
As we can see, these pairings of dungeons with the same elemental theme help us to see that an individual Element can encompass a range of attributes and properties, some natural and some not.
But, there’s something more that these dungeons, in particular the Earth and Wind Temples, can teach us about the nature of the Light World, and about the gods who created it.
Multifaceted Gods
What is the purpose of the Earth and Wind Temples, and the Sages who serve there?The King of Red Lions tells us:
マスターソードが退魔の力を失ったのは 剣に神の力を注ぎ込んだ 賢者たちの身に 何か起きたという表れだThe Sages pray to the gods in the Earth and Wind Temples so that the Master Sword can have the power to repel demons/evil. How exactly do the Sages pray to the gods?
It seems that something has happened to the sages that imbue the Master Sword with the power of the gods so that it has lost its anti-demon power.
賢者は、このハイラルの北にある風の神殿と 南にある大地の神殿で それぞれに、神への祈りをささげているはず
The sages should be lifting up prayers to the gods in the Wind Temple in north Hyrule and the Earth Temple in south Hyrule.
お前は、その２つの神殿におもむき 賢者の身に何が起こったのかを調べ 再び剣に退魔の力を蘇らせるのだ
You must go to those two temples and find out what has happened to the sages so that the anti-demon power can be restored to the sword.
Laruto says:
退魔の力を蘇らせるには 私に代わり この神殿で 神に祈りを捧げる者が 必要なのですAnd Fado says:
In order to restore the anti-demon power to the blade, someone to pray in this temple in my stead is needed.
私の 血を引き、この聖なる楽器を持つ者
The person to do this is the one descended from me, the one who possesses this sacred instrument.
アナタが今、指揮した曲は その者に神への祈りの曲を思い出させ 賢者として目覚めさせるためのモノなのです
The song you just directed will cause that person to remember the song used to pray to the gods and awaken them as a sage.
その剣に、力を取り戻したいんだろ？The prayer to the gods was in the form of a song, played on the sacred instrument. And, we know which songs they were: The Earth God’s Lyric and the Wind God’s Aria (just called the Earth God’s Song and the Wind God’s Song in Japanese). As the names suggest these are the gods of the temples. The Earth God is worshipped in the Earth Temple, and the Wind God is worshipped in the Wind Temple.
You want to return power to that blade, right?
それだったら、オイラと同じ この楽器を持っているヤツを探して さっきの曲を教えてあげな
To do so you need to find the guy who has the same instrument as I do and teach him that song.
オマエの持ってるタクトは 昔、オイラたち賢者を指揮して 神様を呼ぶ曲を演奏する時に使われてたんだ
In ancient times, that baton you have was used to conduct us sages when we were playing the song to call the gods.
Who are the Earth God and the Wind God?
The name's Zephos. I'm the god of winds.Case closed for the Wind God, right? Well, not exactly.
While it’s true that Zephos is a god of winds, is he really the Wind God of the Wind Temple? Remember, that the Element of the Wind Temple is Forest/Wind, and Zephos has no discernible connection to Forest throughout the game. Also, the song used to call Zephos is the Wind’s Requiem (Song of Wind in Japanese), not the Wind God’s Aria.
Thankfully, I don’t have to argue the case that Zephos isn’t the Wind God of the Wind Temple, because the game straight up tells us who it is:
Outset Island was said to be blessed by Farore, the Goddess of Wind. -Tingle (Tingle Tuner)This dialogue is easy to miss because it’s only seen when using the Tingle Tuner mechanic. Also, I don’t have the Japanese, so I can’t check exactly what it says there, but the word for god(s) can be translated as goddess(es) depending on the context, which has precedent in the Zelda series. Either way, Farore is the Wind God.
This makes sense with everything we know throughout the series. Farore is associated with Forest. The forest regions of Faron are named after her. It’s Farore’s Pearl that is obtained from the Great Deku Tree in Forest Haven. She is also associated with Wind. A spell in OoT is called Farore’s Wind. Forest/Wind is the Element most closely associated with Farore. This is further emphasised when we consider that Forest/Wind is the Element most strongly linked to Life, and Farore is the Golden Goddess who breathed life into the Light World.
Farore is the Goddess of Courage. Farore is the Goddess of Forest/Wind. And, Farore is the Goddess of Life.
What about the Earth God?
Well, if the Wind God is Farore, then the Earth God must be one of the other two Golden Goddesses.
Out of Din and Nayru, I think it’s fairly obvious that the Earth God must be Din. She is the Goddess of Power.
その たくましき 炎の腕を もって、地を耕し、赤き大地を 創る。When looking at the raw power found within Dragon Roost Cavern, we see a reflection of Din’s Power. It’s true that in OoT there is a spell called Din’s Fire, not Din’s Earth. And, the quote above does mention her arms of flame. We could well think that Din is the Fire God, and whose to say that she isn’t? Dragon Roost Cavern highlights the strong connection between Fire and Earth, so this could very well be a parallel of the thematic tie between Forest and Wind. Either way, Link receives Din’s Pearl from the Rito, and it is a Rito who must be the Sage of Earth.
With her strong arms of flame, she cultivated the land and created the red earth.
Din is the Goddess of Power. Din is the Goddess of Fire/Earth. And, Din is the Goddess of…
If we are following the pattern above for Farore, she was also the Goddess of Life. Therefore, that would mean that Din is the Goddess of… Death? Is that even possible?
I think the answer is clear when we look at the Earth Temple. Her temple.
Remember, the Earth Temple is essentially a tomb or crypt. This is one of the varied aspects of Earth that it reflects. Thanks to Zeltik’s latest video, I now understand what the large statue in the Earth Temple represents, something that had previously eluded me. As Zeltik points out, it’s essentially the image of a Redead. But it’s not exactly the same. This one appears to perhaps wear a crown. Is it possible that this large statue isn’t just a representation of a regular Redead? In a temple all about Death, is it possible that this statue represents Death? Or the God of Death?
Interestingly, the eyes of this statue are a symbol combining the sun and moon, reflecting the light and darkness that are key to this temple. The statue itself reflects this dual nature. When no light is shining on its eyes, it is grey and dark like the Moon. But when light is reflected into its eyes, it shines brightly like the Sun. The fiery Sun, a fitting symbol for Din. But so it seems, is also the cold darkness of death.
You might be wondering, can that really be so? Isn’t death associated with evil? Could Din really be the God of Death?
Gods of Life and Death
First of all, Darkness (what Shadow is called in Japanese) is one of the Elements. It’s a fundamental part of the world the Golden Goddesses created. So is death. The creation myth of Hyrule doesn’t mention anything about life originally being immortal, or death being introduced later. All the creation of the Light World, including the gods on it, can die. Most are mortal. Therefore, death and the afterlife are part of the creation of the Golden Goddesses. Death in itself has nothing to do with evil, Malice, or demons. That is something else entirely. In fact, Malice and demons are the result of refusing to accept death and move on to the afterlife. They are contrary to the Order established by the Golden Goddesses.As I have done in the past, I think it would be helpful to look at some real world religions for comparison. Let’s as always begin with the religion of Japan, Shintoism. How is death introduced in its creation myth?
You may know by now that the chief god of the Shinto religion is Amaterasu, the Sun Goddess and progenitor of Japan’s Imperial Family. She is the obvious analogue for Hylia. But just like Hylia, she is not the creator god of Japan. Amaterasu is the daughter of of two gods who created the land (who are themselves the creation of higher creator gods). These two gods were a male and a female, Izanagi and Izanami. The two descended to the land they had created and had children. Unfortunately, Izanami died while giving birth to a god of fire.
The myth then follows:
Izanagi lamented the death of Izanami and undertook a journey to Yomi ("the shadowy land of the dead"). He searched for Izanami and found her. At first, Izanagi could not see her for the shadows hid her appearance. He asked her to return with him. Izanami informed Izanagi that he was too late. She had already eaten the food of the underworld and was now one with the land of the dead. She could no longer return to the living but would try to ask for permission to leave.Therefore, Izanagi is a god of both creation and life, and Izanami is a god of both creation and death. This husband and wife pair of creator deities encompass both life and death.
The news shocked Izanagi, but he refused to leave her in Yomi. While Izanami was sleeping, he took the comb that bound his long hair and set it alight as a torch. Under the sudden burst of light, he saw the horrid form of the once beautiful and graceful Izanami. She was now a rotting form of flesh with maggots and foul creatures running over her ravaged body.
Crying out loud, Izanagi could no longer control his fear and started to run, intending to return to the living and abandon his death-ridden wife. Izanami woke up, shrieking and indignant, and chased after him. She also sent Yakusa-no-ikazuchi-no-kami (Raijin) and shikome (foul women) to hunt for Izanagi and bring him back to Yomi.
Izanagi burst out of the entrance and pushed a boulder in the mouth of the Yomotsuhirasaka (黄泉津平坂; cavern that was the entrance of Yomi) to create a separation between the world of the living and the world of the dead, as well as separating Izanagi from Izanami.
Izanami screamed from behind this impenetrable barricade and told Izanagi that if he left her she would destroy 1,000 residents of the living every day. He furiously replied he would give life to 1,500 residents.
Izanagi is said to have performed ritualistic cleansing, harai, after witnessing the decomposing body of his wife. This is the traditional explanation for the purification rituals often performed at Shinto shrines in Japanese religion, where shrine-goers wash themselves with water before entering the sacred space. While he bathed, Izanagi gave birth to the sun goddess, Amaterasu, from his left eye, the moon god, Tsukuyomi, from his right eye, and the storm god, Susanoo, from his nose.
When looking at other religions for parallels, I believe that those of Meso/South-America are appropriate for TWW. The Tower of the Gods is closely linked to the Golden Goddesses, and the visual design of that dungeon and its boss (and the Rito culture) are clearly partly influenced by Meso/South-American design.
In the Aztec religion, there are the twin gods Quetzalcoatl and Xolotl. Quetzalcoatl is the feathered serpent god of the Sun, wind, wisdom, and life. Xolotl is the dog-headed god of fire, lightning, and a soul-guide for the dead. Twin gods that encompass both life and death. Interestingly another Aztec god, Mictlāntēcutli, who is the god of the dead and king of the Underworld, looks very reminiscent of a Redead.
This is only two examples from real world religions, but I think it clearly illustrates that there should be no theological objection to Din being one of the creator gods, the Earth God, and the God of Death.
I have previously highlighted how in the beta version of OoT Din was the god worshipped in the Gerudo’s Spirit Temple. That temple has many clear connections with death and the afterlife that I have thoroughly explored previously. While the beta version is not canon, there is nothing to contradict Din still being the God of Death in the Light World.
This all leads to one final, and obvious, question: What about Nayru?
Life, Death, And…?
It’s well known that the developers of TWW had to cut two dungeons from the game in order to make the deadline for release. Aonuma commented on those two dungeons while promoting TWW HD version:“I’m aware that lots of users wanted those two missing dungeons to be implemented in Wind Waker HD. But to be honest, we’ve already used those two dungeons for other titles after Wind Waker already,” says Aonuma, laughing. “So right now, technically, they don’t really exist anymore…”If the developers had been able to include those two dungeons, it’s very likely that they would have been paired thematically like the other two pairs. It’s very probable that the first dungeon would have been completed in order to obtain Nayru’s Pearl. And, the second dungeon would have been linked to another Sage and their temple. There would then have been three pairs of dungeons, just like in SS. By looking at the existing two pairs, we can speculate about what the last pair may have involved.
“We didn’t exactly use them as-is and implement them into another game,” clarifies Aonuma. “We’d add some [of their] features to other dungeons. So they’re in different dungeons now.”
We know the central god would have been Nayru. She is the Goddess of Wisdom. She is also the Goddess of Magic. What Element does she represent? The most obvious answer is Water. From OoT, the Mark of Nayru has been similar to the Crest of the Zora, the Water tribe. Therefore, it’s likely that there would have been a Water Temple and Sage. This feels thematically correct next to Earth and Wind, for a game set on the Great Sea.
It’s possible that there may have been a dual aspect to the elemental theme, as there was with the other two pairs of dungeons. The most likely candidate is Ice. In the beta version of OoT, the Water Medallion was originally the Ice Medallion, just as the Forest Medallion was originally the Wind Medallion. Taking into consideration Aonuma’s comments about aspects of these two cut dungeons being incorporated into the dungeons of later games, I wonder if some of the ideas ended up in Lakebed Temple, or Snowpeak Ruins from TP. Or maybe the Temple of Ice from PH?
On the other hand, instead of Ice perhaps Water is paired with something else, like Lightning. That Element is associated with Nayru in SS, through the Lanayru region. Perhaps the Sandship dungeon from that game includes elements that would have originally appeared in a dungeon from TWW. There’s no real way of knowing, but it’s fun to speculate. It’s also not clear what tribe would have been associated with her in the present day. The obvious answer would be the Zora, but that might have involved changing the history of the Rito. We will probably never know.
Lastly, if Farore is the God of Life, and Din is the God of Death, what does that make Nayru? How could there be a third aspect to a pair of clear polar opposites? I think the answer is hinted at in TWW, and it’s something that has become a greater feature of the world-building in the Zelda series over time: Artificial Life.
In the Tower of the Gods, we see automatons such as the Servants of the Tower and Gohdan itself. Living constructs. In SS, we have the Ancient Robots, who were created by the dragon Lanayru. And in BotW, the Ancient Sheikah, a tribe associated with Wisdom, are responsible for the creation of the Guardians, and the Divine Beasts. Nayru is the Goddess of Wisdom and Magic, so it makes sense that she would also be the God of Artificial Life.
Unstable Elements
While it has been fun to learn about Din’s role as the God of Death, and the wider range that the Elements can encompass. It’s important to realise that none of this is set in stone. Just as with real world mythologies, things can change over time. Attributes and qualities can be, shared, removed, or swapped between entities. Just because something is true in one game, doesn’t mean it can’t be changed in a future game. For instance, why is Faron, and not Lanayru, the Water Dragon in SS? Still, I hope you have enjoyed this exploration of the expanded role that the gods and elements can take within the world of Zelda.2023.03.26 09:25 rogue_wombat Help to identify a component please
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WERE-BIRD
Steve was a wonderful guy. He was kind and friendly, never really argued with anyone in the village, and forget getting into fights. He lived in a village called Inverell, it was a pretty small town, and it was mostly farmers, but it was very famous for its bread. The Inverell bakery was quite famous in the nearby towns, and loads of people came down to buy bread and doughnuts. Steve too worked at the bakery. He lived alone; his house was on the hill just behind the village bar. It was not huge but it was good enough for Steve, also he had a small garden in the backyard where he grew a few vegetables and sometimes when the reaping was good, he would sell them at the weekend market in town; after all, Steve too liked an extra penny in his pocket, but money had never really mattered much to him so much, what he got from the bakery was good enough to bet by. He liver a very boring, mundane ordinary life yet there was something different, something far from ordinary that happened to him.
Tonight was the night, he was trekking up Swan hill. It was a full moon night, that was the reason he was climbing all over to the top of swan hill but this had become a routine for him now, he went there every full moon night, and don't get this wrong he did not perform any ritual or prayed to satan or anything it was nothing like that, it was very different something unheard of.
As he got nearer to the hilltop and towards a clearer area with fewer trees and more grass he slowed down. He settled down his backpack and took off his shirt. He checked the sky for clouds. He was standing in a clearing and the moonlight was falling just on him, like a spotlight. he looked towards the cliff and the endless-looking dark void below that stretched down as if going straight to hell. Anyone other than him would have run away and got under their cozy beds, even steve was thinking of doing the same thing not too long ago, but now it felt addicting to do this every full moon night, even though Steve never confessed this to himself and he self-assured himself that he was indifferent about his uniqueness, he did become excited every time the full moon appeared, he would become more eager as full moon night neared. He looked down the cliff backed up a few steps and as usual, started running toward the cliff. He felt the moonlight on his back, it felt ice cold yet at the same time there was a warmness spreading through his body, it was feeling like drinking hot coffee on a snowy day. He could feel the heat on his shoulder blades. He kept running towards the cliff edge and kept getting closer and closer to the edge but he didn't stop, and kept going and then threw himself down the cliff. He swooped down and he felt the wind rushing in his face, his hairs were all rearward and his cheeks were flying because of the air forcing in on his face, but then suddenly he felt a drag as if he was pulled back by somebody no something
It was an empowering feeling to just glide smoothly through the air.HE looked back to see his wings. They were pure white, and the moonlight glittered off of them. This was his uniqueness, something different, something far from ordinary. he grew wings on full moon nights he did not know why, or how, maybe it was inherited, but it didn't matter. He could never ask his parents because he never met them.
He grew up in an orphanage "Eden Orphanage", which was the name and the irony was even the orphanage had abandoned him when they found out about his little secret. They thought that he was somewhat cursed. He still remembered the night that it happened for the first time. They had gone camping and everyone was asleep long before moonrise but Steve he couldn't sleep, so decided to go for a walk to get some fresh air and that is when it happened that mixed feeling of warmth and icy-cold, he was so scared, he didn't know what was happening to his body, he screaming at the top of his lungs. Long story short he had found his way to Inverell. He got a job at the mayor's house as a servant, then at the factory later bought the house, at first, the people weren't so welcoming but later he fit in just fine. In the beginning, he didn't dare go on his little adventures every full moon night, for fear of getting cast out of the place he called home but later he gave in to the temptation and taught himself to fly and then every full moon night he after everyone went to bed he started escaping and surprisingly nobody noticed that he was missing every full moon night, because all the houses were so far away from one another, and everyone was so tired no one even bothered to notice that some guy was missing like he was right now.
He felt a deep sense of freedom now that he was flying. At first, he used to close all the windows and tried to make it through the night. Just the fear of somebody finding out his secret was enough. Maybe he was scared of being an outcast. But later on, he taught himself to fly; he thought ' if I have the power to fly what is the point of wasting it like this" He had not perfected the art yet, he was still bad at landing and got himself hurt most of the time, but he glid through the sky smoothly, and sometime he could even do a roll mid-flight without losing control. He was flying on his regular route where no one could see him. He could see the beach ahead of him. It was looking beautiful. The water was somehow very still at the horizon, and short waves were grazing down on the rocks. He could see the moon shimmering on the water as if someone had turned on the blub underneath it and it was glowing up the whole sea. He checked, there were pretty big clouds over the beach, it wouldn't be such a bad idea. So he decided to take a little detour.
He turned over to one side and swooped to left. he flapped his wings to fly a bit higher into the clouds so that no one could see him. He stopped and tried to stay in a vertical position, like standing, and kept flapping his wings to stay afloat, it was a new trick he had learned. He was looking at the water; it was remarkably still and patient, and looking at him instilled a feeling of calm in him. Ignorance of how long he was standing like that dawned on him and he checked the time on his clock it was quite late; he thought that he better went back before sunrise, as he could keep the wings only for a night.
This was one of his biggest fears, that someday he was going to forget about it and he was going to lose his wings mid-flight and plummet down to earth. But he shook his head and turned back reluctantly, he couldn't get his eyes off the beautiful sight; the beach was brilliant but he knew that he had to go. He started flying back; but as he was returning, he saw a glimmer in the sky and it vanished behind the other hilltop trees, he first thought that it must be some seagull but what he saw was far too big. He decided to follow it. He looked at the watch, he still had a few hours. He started flying towards the hill. It was just opposite swan hill. He flew there and turned by the tree on the hilltop, but there was nothing there he looked around, then he tried to land on the hill as gently as he could, but made a big mess, as usual, he looked around but he found nothing. He thought to himself that it was nothing and that it was just his mind playing tricks on him. He again glanced at his watch and as he was going to take off again. He felt a sudden force, and he was tackled down and the next thing he knew, he was pinned down to the ground by a woman. She had jet-black hair, but he couldn't make out her face in the darkness. Although he had seen one thing and that was she too had wings like him, all brilliant white. He pushed her and tried to make a run for it but she caught him and turned his arm ready to break it at any given moment, he was facing the other side, and she was right behind him twisting his arm. he was held captive. there was nothing he could do. He was again extremely confused, she was like him, a few minutes before the idea that other were-birds even existed hadn't entered his mind. And if she was like him, she was not going to kill him at least not because of his wings. His head started spinning, He had lots of questions and the one most significant was why was she pinning his arm. Just then she said " who are you, where did you come from? " "huh, speak Cinnar", and she twisted her arm even more. She had a slightly heavy accent like Russian people have but she didn't exactly sound Russian. He groaned "I don't know what Cinnara means, in fact, I had no idea that another were bird like me even exist", She twisted his arms even more and Steve grunted "what is were-bird"She asked" like werewolf you know, They turn into wolfs, we turn into birds ", She chuckled, like a teen girl "huh, that is cute thought, but playing innocent or being funny isn't gonna get you out of trouble, you trespassed Pokqua tribes territory at night, and you will be punished", Steve thought ". 'playing innocent', and what was pekua, before he could explain himself She spoke again " tell me, which tribe are you,". Steve said in the most beseeching way " please mam, I don't know what the hell you talking about..." but before he could complete, he was forced to cry out again beacuse she had kicked him in his back with her knee and asked the same question again but a bit louder, "I asked, which tribe do you belong to !!, look you are Svetha too, and I don't want to hurt you, please don't make me do it, " He said "No, no there seems to be a misunderstanding, I am Steve, not Swatta ... " he then thought to himself, if she had actually called him sweaty although it seemed a bit less probable. But then she growled," stop playing the idiot, let me see your engravings ". She then jerked him and held his throat. It was now that he could now see her face a bit more clearly, and she looked rather beautiful, she had jet black hair and a round face, and she had a skin made out of hazelnut coffee. as smooth as the pale moonlight that was spilling down on both of them. There was a certain glow to her face, emanating from her body and those wings, it was as if looking at an actual angle.She commanded him "show me your wings"; steve lifted his wings and showed them to her. she yanked them and looked closely at the arms of his wings and he saw her face losing all the glow he had seen before.She was too shocked to speak this was something she had never seen before.She asked him trying to hide her shock but failing miserably." where are your engravings" she looked at him with a perplexed look.her voice too was a bit relaxed, sympathetic almost, Now she had let go of him and was standing in front of him maybe he was sure that he was not gonna try to fly away now. " she asked him " who the hell are you?" she asked him with a shaky voice. He said "I am steve and I live over there," he pointed towards his village" my village is right over that hill, look I did not know that his area was your territory.Look I won't trespass, next time.I won't even come near anywhere in your territory. so if you just let me go, please look the sun will be up anytime and then I would have to walk down this hill and take a ferry all over there you see, and hell these ferries these days take a hell of a lot of money." she asked him" you still haven't learned to keep you wings after sun." he thought 'you get to keep them after sun'. She produced something out of her pocket."good things I have this on me" She held a little vail in her hand . She opened it up and emptied it in his mouth. It didn't taste like anything. It was just like plain water. She told, " just stretch your wings as wide as you can and try to just not let them vanish". Now her demeanor towards him had changed she was less threatening now, rather she sounded more sympathetic and helpful, caring even. He looked at her, she said "trust me, jus stop thinking that your wings are going to vanish" he was very confused. Half the things that she said didn't even make any sense. But then the sunlight hit him.He closed his eyes waiting for that tingling sensation in his shoulder bone to return, he had his wings stretched out and all hoping that they would just stay as they are but he was pretty sure that it was not gonna happen. So he waited, but when he opened his eyes half hoping that the wings were in place, and to his utter surprise they were, and he was pretty impressed by that. He kept glancing back, and now he could see the sun glazing off of his wings.She was just standing there watching him, she was too shocked to comprehend anything, 'how can someone have no engravings' ' maybe farg suha knows what this is all about ' she was watching him jumping around as if trying to catch his feathers. It was even amusing to watch him. He was like a small kid who had just been given the gift, but in a way, she had just given it to him. trying to put away her amusement she spoke in a strong voice maintaining her authority."Now listen to me, if you are telling me the truth, then we shall find; out I am taking you to my village, but if you are lying to me then keep in mind I will pluck out each and every feather of your wings and peel your skin and make you regret this choice". He just managed to give her a small nod. Although he was scared of her he dared to ask her " what do you mean by your village" she chuckled " hmmm, what did you think, you are the only cinnar in this whole world. We are a whole different race, we are a totally different species. We are the cinnar, ancestors of the great Avicula, of the Pokqua tribe. com'n, you will get the hang of it.There is just so much you have yet to see dear."
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WERE-BIRD
Steve was a wonderful guy. He was kind and friendly, never really argued with anyone in the village, and forget getting into fights. He lived in a village called Inverell, it was a pretty small town, and it was mostly farmers, but it was very famous for its bread. The Inverell bakery was quite famous in the nearby towns, and loads of people came down to buy bread and doughnuts. Steve too worked at the bakery. He lived alone; his house was on the hill just behind the village bar. It was not huge but it was good enough for Steve, also he had a small garden in the backyard where he grew a few vegetables and sometimes when the reaping was good, he would sell them at the weekend market in town; after all, Steve too liked an extra penny in his pocket, but money had never really mattered much to him so much, what he got from the bakery was good enough to bet by. He liver a very boring, mundane ordinary life yet there was something different, something far from ordinary that happened to him.
Tonight was the night, he was trekking up Swan hill. It was a full moon night, that was the reason he was climbing all over to the top of swan hill but this had become a routine for him now, he went there every full moon night, and don't get this wrong he did not perform any ritual or prayed to satan or anything it was nothing like that, it was very different something unheard of.
As he got nearer to the hilltop and towards a clearer area with fewer trees and more grass he slowed down. He settled down his backpack and took off his shirt. He checked the sky for clouds. He was standing in a clearing and the moonlight was falling just on him, like a spotlight. he looked towards the cliff and the endless-looking dark void below that stretched down as if going straight to hell. Anyone other than him would have run away and got under their cozy beds, even steve was thinking of doing the same thing not too long ago, but now it felt addicting to do this every full moon night, even though Steve never confessed this to himself and he self-assured himself that he was indifferent about his uniqueness, he did become excited every time the full moon appeared, he would become more eager as full moon night neared. He looked down the cliff backed up a few steps and as usual, started running toward the cliff. He felt the moonlight on his back, it felt ice cold yet at the same time there was a warmness spreading through his body, it was feeling like drinking hot coffee on a snowy day. He could feel the heat on his shoulder blades. He kept running towards the cliff edge and kept getting closer and closer to the edge but he didn't stop, and kept going and then threw himself down the cliff. He swooped down and he felt the wind rushing in his face, his hairs were all rearward and his cheeks were flying because of the air forcing in on his face, but then suddenly he felt a drag as if he was pulled back by somebody no something
It was an empowering feeling to just glide smoothly through the air.HE looked back to see his wings. They were pure white, and the moonlight glittered off of them. This was his uniqueness, something different, something far from ordinary. he grew wings on full moon nights he did not know why, or how, maybe it was inherited, but it didn't matter. He could never ask his parents because he never met them.
He grew up in an orphanage "Eden Orphanage", which was the name and the irony was even the orphanage had abandoned him when they found out about his little secret. They thought that he was somewhat cursed. He still remembered the night that it happened for the first time. They had gone camping and everyone was asleep long before moonrise but Steve he couldn't sleep, so decided to go for a walk to get some fresh air and that is when it happened that mixed feeling of warmth and icy-cold, he was so scared, he didn't know what was happening to his body, he screaming at the top of his lungs. Long story short he had found his way to Inverell. He got a job at the mayor's house as a servant, then at the factory later bought the house, at first, the people weren't so welcoming but later he fit in just fine. In the beginning, he didn't dare go on his little adventures every full moon night, for fear of getting cast out of the place he called home but later he gave in to the temptation and taught himself to fly and then every full moon night he after everyone went to bed he started escaping and surprisingly nobody noticed that he was missing every full moon night, because all the houses were so far away from one another, and everyone was so tired no one even bothered to notice that some guy was missing like he was right now.
He felt a deep sense of freedom now that he was flying. At first, he used to close all the windows and tried to make it through the night. Just the fear of somebody finding out his secret was enough. Maybe he was scared of being an outcast. But later on, he taught himself to fly; he thought ' if I have the power to fly what is the point of wasting it like this" He had not perfected the art yet, he was still bad at landing and got himself hurt most of the time, but he glid through the sky smoothly, and sometime he could even do a roll mid-flight without losing control. He was flying on his regular route where no one could see him. He could see the beach ahead of him. It was looking beautiful. The water was somehow very still at the horizon, and short waves were grazing down on the rocks. He could see the moon shimmering on the water as if someone had turned on the blub underneath it and it was glowing up the whole sea. He checked, there were pretty big clouds over the beach, it wouldn't be such a bad idea. So he decided to take a little detour.
He turned over to one side and swooped to left. he flapped his wings to fly a bit higher into the clouds so that no one could see him. He stopped and tried to stay in a vertical position, like standing, and kept flapping his wings to stay afloat, it was a new trick he had learned. He was looking at the water; it was remarkably still and patient, and looking at him instilled a feeling of calm in him. Ignorance of how long he was standing like that dawned on him and he checked the time on his clock it was quite late; he thought that he better went back before sunrise, as he could keep the wings only for a night.
This was one of his biggest fears, that someday he was going to forget about it and he was going to lose his wings mid-flight and plummet down to earth. But he shook his head and turned back reluctantly, he couldn't get his eyes off the beautiful sight; the beach was brilliant but he knew that he had to go. He started flying back; but as he was returning, he saw a glimmer in the sky and it vanished behind the other hilltop trees, he first thought that it must be some seagull but what he saw was far too big. He decided to follow it. He looked at the watch, he still had a few hours. He started flying towards the hill. It was just opposite swan hill. He flew there and turned by the tree on the hilltop, but there was nothing there he looked around, then he tried to land on the hill as gently as he could, but made a big mess, as usual, he looked around but he found nothing. He thought to himself that it was nothing and that it was just his mind playing tricks on him. He again glanced at his watch and as he was going to take off again. He felt a sudden force, and he was tackled down and the next thing he knew, he was pinned down to the ground by a woman. She had jet-black hair, but he couldn't make out her face in the darkness. Although he had seen one thing and that was she too had wings like him, all brilliant white. He pushed her and tried to make a run for it but she caught him and turned his arm ready to break it at any given moment, he was facing the other side, and she was right behind him twisting his arm. he was held captive. there was nothing he could do. He was again extremely confused, she was like him, a few minutes before the idea that other were-birds even existed hadn't entered his mind. And if she was like him, she was not going to kill him at least not because of his wings. His head started spinning, He had lots of questions and the one most significant was why was she pinning his arm. Just then she said " who are you, where did you come from? " "huh, speak Cinnar", and she twisted her arm even more. She had a slightly heavy accent like Russian people have but she didn't exactly sound Russian. He groaned "I don't know what Cinnara means, in fact, I had no idea that another were bird like me even exist", She twisted his arms even more and Steve grunted "what is were-bird"She asked" like werewolf you know, They turn into wolfs, we turn into birds ", She chuckled, like a teen girl "huh, that is cute thought, but playing innocent or being funny isn't gonna get you out of trouble, you trespassed Pokqua tribes territory at night, and you will be punished", Steve thought ". 'playing innocent', and what was pekua, before he could explain himself She spoke again " tell me, which tribe are you,". Steve said in the most beseeching way " please mam, I don't know what the hell you talking about..." but before he could complete, he was forced to cry out again beacuse she had kicked him in his back with her knee and asked the same question again but a bit louder, "I asked, which tribe do you belong to !!, look you are Svetha too, and I don't want to hurt you, please don't make me do it, " He said "No, no there seems to be a misunderstanding, I am Steve, not Swatta ... " he then thought to himself, if she had actually called him sweaty although it seemed a bit less probable. But then she growled," stop playing the idiot, let me see your engravings ". She then jerked him and held his throat. It was now that he could now see her face a bit more clearly, and she looked rather beautiful, she had jet black hair and a round face, and she had a skin made out of hazelnut coffee. as smooth as the pale moonlight that was spilling down on both of them. There was a certain glow to her face, emanating from her body and those wings, it was as if looking at an actual angle.She commanded him "show me your wings"; steve lifted his wings and showed them to her. she yanked them and looked closely at the arms of his wings and he saw her face losing all the glow he had seen before.She was too shocked to speak this was something she had never seen before.She asked him trying to hide her shock but failing miserably." where are your engravings" she looked at him with a perplexed look.her voice too was a bit relaxed, sympathetic almost, Now she had let go of him and was standing in front of him maybe he was sure that he was not gonna try to fly away now. " she asked him " who the hell are you?" she asked him with a shaky voice. He said "I am steve and I live over there," he pointed towards his village" my village is right over that hill, look I did not know that his area was your territory.Look I won't trespass, next time.I won't even come near anywhere in your territory. so if you just let me go, please look the sun will be up anytime and then I would have to walk down this hill and take a ferry all over there you see, and hell these ferries these days take a hell of a lot of money." she asked him" you still haven't learned to keep you wings after sun." he thought 'you get to keep them after sun'. She produced something out of her pocket."good things I have this on me" She held a little vail in her hand . She opened it up and emptied it in his mouth. It didn't taste like anything. It was just like plain water. She told, " just stretch your wings as wide as you can and try to just not let them vanish". Now her demeanor towards him had changed she was less threatening now, rather she sounded more sympathetic and helpful, caring even. He looked at her, she said "trust me, jus stop thinking that your wings are going to vanish" he was very confused. Half the things that she said didn't even make any sense. But then the sunlight hit him.He closed his eyes waiting for that tingling sensation in his shoulder bone to return, he had his wings stretched out and all hoping that they would just stay as they are but he was pretty sure that it was not gonna happen. So he waited, but when he opened his eyes half hoping that the wings were in place, and to his utter surprise they were, and he was pretty impressed by that. He kept glancing back, and now he could see the sun glazing off of his wings.She was just standing there watching him, she was too shocked to comprehend anything, 'how can someone have no engravings' ' maybe farg suha knows what this is all about ' she was watching him jumping around as if trying to catch his feathers. It was even amusing to watch him. He was like a small kid who had just been given the gift, but in a way, she had just given it to him. trying to put away her amusement she spoke in a strong voice maintaining her authority."Now listen to me, if you are telling me the truth, then we shall find; out I am taking you to my village, but if you are lying to me then keep in mind I will pluck out each and every feather of your wings and peel your skin and make you regret this choice". He just managed to give her a small nod. Although he was scared of her he dared to ask her " what do you mean by your village" she chuckled " hmmm, what did you think, you are the only cinnar in this whole world. We are a whole different race, we are a totally different species. We are the cinnar, ancestors of the great Avicula, of the Pokqua tribe. com'n, you will get the hang of it.There is just so much you have yet to see dear."
2023.03.26 08:53 thegoodstanley ndsv ou 1500s, im struggling with garg, clod, and pex any advice is appreciated
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I got some cool stuff for sale tonight!
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2023.03.26 08:25 Ancient_Agency_492 Birthright Trip and Discovering What Being Jewish Means to Me
I’m not sure if you remember me, but I posted on here some months ago about how I’m thankful to be a part of the Jewish people. I just got back from my birthright trip to Israel and it was such a life changing experience. When I arrived in Israel, I instantly felt welcomed and comfortable, especially since I speak Hebrew. Before doing this trip, I was just excited to have the opportunity to travel and experience Israel. However, during the trip, I really reflected on what being Jewish means to me. I explored northern Israel, prayed at the Western Wall, learned about LGBT history in Tel Aviv, went on some dates with a few Israeli guys, and spent a night in the desert. But the moment that really changed me was my bar mitzvah on the top of Masada. As previously mentioned in a prior post, I converted to Judaism when I was a teenager and have felt very Jewish ever since. But I realized that it wasn’t enough to feel Jewish or even be Jewish, I have to do Jewish. It’s the act of taking on traditions like a bar mitzvah, the act of Ahavat Yisrael (helping my fellow Jew), the act of lighting candles on Shabbat, the act of learning our history, and the act of developing a connection to Israel that gives my Jewish identity so much meaning. Being Jewish means to me to be actively engaged. There’s so many things that I have learned and taken away from this trip that I could write a whole book on it lol. But I am incredibly grateful for this experience and I can’t wait to go back to Israel. Shavua Tov!
My previous post: https://www.reddit.com/Jewish/comments/z5m9vy/thankful_for_being_a_part_of_the_jewish_people/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=ioscss&utm_content=2&utm_term=1
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2023.03.26 08:19 Kitchen_Duty Module Advice
Do not, under any circumstance link your steam account to the ED stand alone client until you read this.
If you link too early, you just lost $100 or more, seriously. More on this later.TLDR: Buy the F18. Rent modules on stand alone. Buy the F18, then syria, then something cool. consider persian gulf.
Hello, my name is Kitchen and I have a problem and hate money. If you click my name, you'll see the modules I own. I fly them all, mostly proficiently, so I feel I'm qualified to talk about most of them. This is advice for a new player on 'what modules I should buy?' Or perhaps the 2nd module to buy. This is mostly an essay on purchase order, not for only planes but modules. And yes, this is an essay. If you don't want to read it, that's cool, I still think you're probably a neat person and will probably enjoy flying with this group. So first, DCS is a flight sim, so you'll need: a computer, a module, a map, and hardware to fly it with. Perhaps you need advice on hardware, so see my other essay on that. Let's also discuss the variety of eras and planes in this too. For people that know what generation things are, cool, I don't. I don't really know anything about real life planes but I do know DCS. Modern planes will get you the most play. Followed by the cold war (think F14, mig 21, f5, mirage). Korea is a smaller pool, ww2 is as small or even smaller. If you are a part of this group looking for module advice I'll only recommend modern planes first. If you want a korea war experience, you'll probably have to find that elsewhere or be the change you want to see and spark that fire and lead the group into an era/playstyle that you want. We have a personal server and can host any map/mission that is provided that has interest in playing. We of course will have themed missions from creators but generally, modern all the way. (edited)
Steam Vs Stand alone. There are huge benefits to both but I want to discuss the stand alone. For those on steam you already know how great steam is. On standalone: First, you can rent modules for 2 weeks (including maps) on the stand alone every 6 months. This is a huge deal and is awesome. So try out the module before purchase. Second, on stand alone, your first cart (the entire cart) is 50% off. You can save $100's if you dogpile your first purchase cart. Third, you can link your steam account purchases to stand alone and play on the standalone with all the modules, so you lose nothing. If you link your steam account before your purchase, you are boned for the 50%. So do not, do not, DO NOT, link your account before purchase. Lastly, standalone has "miles" you accumulate on purchase. Basically it is 10% of your purchase in savings for the next purchase, so a $50 modules will get you $5 off your next. I got the mig21 for free because I bought enough, neat. Also, the accounts are still linked, so you can always play on steam or buy more stuff on steam after the linking process and it will pass to stand alone just fine. I don't know much about you personally so I'm going to speak generally as possible but the best advice I can give is: Buy the F18 first, then buy something exciting next. Also, I'll be using words in here like you already know what it is, I can't include a dictionary for the post but if you have a question, ask. We are here to help and learn together. Ok let's go. (edited)
Free Module SU-25T This is not a bad plane, it is actually capable and it can deliver HARM based weaponry well. With a human trainer, you can be effective and useful without money. It is not as good at ground pounding as other modules but this is also free. The AI provided training is not as good as it should be. If you want to learn this and only this, ping someone that knows it and we can have you doing ground pounding in a few hours and be GOOD at it. Seriously, I'd almost recommend this over the harrier some days, more on that later. If this module had a ground locking 360 tpod like the NATO planes it would almost be too good. First Module, F18: This is the jack of all trades plane in this game that will be generally featured in every mission we host as a group. It can carry almost all the weapon types (except good cluster bombs… grrr rock eyes) like: dumb bombs, smart bombs (laser, GPS, and the walleye),mavericks, JSOWS, dumb rockets, fox 1,2,3s, HARMs, cruise missiles, and harpoons. It can land on the ground and on a carrier. It is full fidelity, has easy to learn systems, has robust and easy to find tutorials from all your favorite and least favorite youtubers. It has easy to learn air to air refueling when you are ready, easy to understand MFDs that are readable. Systems that make sense, INS aligns quickly, is easy to taxi, doesn't require a ton of buttons on a HOTAS, TPOD actually works… well-ish. If you learn this pretty well, other NATO jets will be easy to learn. There is a reason why the F18 is recommended, because it is very good. Now if you personally (or find someone that agrees) that it isn't "exciting" that's fine. But if you are clueless and willing to just jump in this is the plane to go for it. It's also easy to land on the ground, no flare required, you can literally slam it down > 2000 ft/min. This plane will hold your hand really well. (edited)
Ok so after the F18 and a map, it gets gritty. Let's talk about personality and full features. Minecraft (yes, I'm blaming minecraft) allows people to perpetually live in early access with a list of "coming soon, full release". So, anything you see promised is a lie, buy what the module has now and expect it to never go further, possibly get worse. Ignore what all these companies will tell you is coming. And yes if you haven't guessed, we're gonna talk about Super Carrier and then yes, the harrier.Super carrier is money pit but I think it is 100% based on personality for the player. Do you want to be restricted to just one carrier? Do you like being spawn limited? Want to wait your turn? Animated deck crew that has hand signals (only useful in the day time…). Then perhaps Super boat is for you. Super carrier has features that I find useful (like the FLOOS system or 'the ball') and the deck crew is kinda neat. Is it $30 neat though to you? It was to me and for us boat planes it is nice to never miss the wire because that boat wasn't available to us. You get the Su-33 with this purchase. If you think $30 is a lot then you should not buy super boat. If you think $30 is like a happy hour bar tab for yourself and it isn't, consider a purchase. If you hate exclusion and peasants, come to $uper boat and make fun of peasant boat with us. (edited)
2nd plane: So the big ones, in the modern era in my personal (by fly hours, guessing)order: A-10 F-16 JF-17 F-14 Mirage Harrier FC3 - worth it for the j-11a, f15, and the SU-25 (non T version) - appended on the bottom Viggen There's a lot to discuss in the above list and now it comes down to what you enjoy in DCS and what makes you excited. If you see the above list and one plane sticks out, like the F-14 because "it is awesome", trend that way.Comparisons, if this then that: A-10/Harrier - A-10 is the winner for me right now. Razbam keeps changing things and breaking the harrier and making it a bit less fun to fly. The a-10 is rock stable development wise and is a great experience. A-10 needs a ton of 4 way switches though. So if you are light on controls, trend towards the harrier. The harrier is faster and able to land on FARPS/crayon-boat. It can carry an impressive loadout also, around 8 bombs and 14 guided rockets. It is a considerable amount of ground pound for a small plane. You'll have to micromanage the fuel and asymmetric loadouts. It is a solid choice but very difficult to learn/master but it solid. (edited)
A-10 does have some drawbacks though, mostly dealing with speed/altitude. Some SAM sites literally can't shoot 20k up, so in the a-10 you will be generally very very low. Also you will be sub 250 knots in the a-10. So if a mig 29 is coming, you cant run away very quickly. Gun on the a-10 is obviously better and the harrier gun imo is only used for emergencies. In fact, you can only use it throttled up, which makes gun runs interesting because you are going speedy bois in a nose dive throttle up! F-16/JF-17. These planes are pretty comparable in capability and systems and weapons. I think the jeff gets ignored mostly because so few of us even know it exists before DCS. The Jeff has some really really quirky things going on with the systems/flight model/pylons that you will probably struggle with but if you are not excited about the f16, perhaps the jeff can fill that single engine void.
The 16 is more capable with a wider pylon weapon arrangement and it can carry more fuel because of a dedicated belly tank. You also don't lose a slot for a tpod but you will always be turning left/right due to drag and imbalanced trim. You can sacrifice fox 2's on your tips for fox 3 loadouts, which is worth it imo. The 16 is lacking development in a lot of systems, the TPOD makes you want to commit soduko in the parking lot of an Ikea, and it finally got JSOWs but it got the A model which is maybe better than urinating out the window at anything larger than a infantry unit. It does carry JDAMs and laser guided in all the good flavors plus the CBU 105s of doom, plus the 6 pack maverick loadout. It is a fast plane, able to actually catch up to someone, think mach 1.5 in a dive no problem, mach .99 in mil power at 30k. Air to air refueling though is very difficult to master, if you struggle in the 18 the 16 might kick you, and kick you, and kick you. It doesn't have short legs though if you stay in mil power, think 2 hour flight times no problem.
The jeff is an interesting plane. The displays look like a tesla and the tpod is seriously 4k. It has a limited ordnance selection but has the usual JDAM, GBU12, plus its own flavor of HARM, cruise missile, and harpoon. Doesn’t get an HMD and I'm not a huge fan of the fox 2s, rear aspect only most days but the fox 3 (sd-10) is a murder machine. While the jeff is multirole you don't get to do multi mission sortie since you lose a ton of flexibility by loading mixed. Expect some dirty dirty loadouts for fuel, bombs, fox 2's, and a tpod. Jeff has a datacartridge implemented, so you can do custom chaff/flare programs but you only carry 32 chaff and flare. It has also has restricted jettison requirements, below I think mach .8 for jettison which really sucks when you are going defensive against SAMs. Jeff is kinda slow, expect F18 performance, but if you are looking for full fidelity red, this is it and it honestly isn't bad, it just isn't what we expected. I find refueling it difficult due to input lag and engine spooling/cool down but maybe it is just me. And to clarify, I have refueled every plane in the game that is capable and am proficient in it 📷 Also the quirk: you can emergency jettison in both and the 16's doesn't drop your missiles. The jeff you have to be slow though, below mach .8, which makes dog fights hard because the jettison. Then you might want to switch your config switches (2 of them) and it's awkward. jeff's guns are pretty limited and the 16 carries more of them and i think its dogfight mode is better. Jeff also can't use tacan with datalink on... quirky. (edited)
F-14. So I'm torn about this plane for several reasons. First, from a mission design standpoint, the phoenix missiles it carries allow you to kill any red plane without even being shot at, so it is hard to balance against. That is a DCS thing, not a you enjoying the plane thing though. 2nd, the pilot role comes in two flavors: nothing to do and FLYING the plane. This is one of the few non fly by wire systems so you have to use rudder and gently pull into stuff. You have to trim when fuel is misbalanced, you have to make sure your wings are swept when performing certain actions. The F14 is probably the best module for look, feel, performance, and detail thanks to heatblur. The gold standard developer for this game by a long shot. Other torn reasons, the sparrow implementation is rough, you'll need to use boresight often to get a stt pal lock and that is sometimes rough. Fox 2's are old too so don’t expect some insane stuff from those. Lastly, the f14 is an old machine, so don't expect a lot of hud information, including a useful velocity vector. You are going to be looking at gauges around the cockpit and between your legs for the radar. If you don't have headtracking I feel this is 100% not the plane for you. So now let's go to RIO. Learning RIO is a whole other job. It requires the same amount of time as any other module because the F14 is like a ww2 radar simulator. You don't just tell the radar 'over there' you have to micromanage and tell the radar how to work. There's tutorials obviously but it isn't easy. The LANTIRN pod (anime cam) is also very hard to use, so don't expect a lot of joy in the backseat doing ground pound. (edited)
Oh… jester. I find jestor not too bad but sometimes I die because of him. Jester has an issue with locking onto planes I feel he should be able to. I have abandoned the AI so often just to burn towards the target, get a PAL lock and fox 3 on the guy. Or just maddog one out there because jester won't lock.But my most favorite couple of experiences in this game was with a human rio and me in the front. It was a great ride, and the stories and fond memories makes me want you to do the same. It is satisfying to murder bad guys with your friends, especially when you work together, even if it is poorly (him losing lock and me ripping the wings off in a dodge attempt….) F14 has lase bombs/dumb bombs but bombing isn't the main goal for it. Seems like an afterthought honestly and really only use for giggles and not for serious mission stuff. Difficult to air to air refuel too. Probe causes a lot of drag and is pretty far away from the nose, so getting locked in is difficult, keeping it trimmed is difficult, seeing the tanker is difficult. Jester also cyberbullies me when I do bad just like my dad did before he went away for cigs that one time.
F14 is fast though but not for long. Big plane, big engines, big fuel use. But for it's role, fleet defense, I feel if you really want to enjoy it, you will. There are some huge f14 fan bois and they are probably not wrong. Mirage - Razbam product but actually good. If you want to fly high, murder people from far away and see art, this isn't for you. Mirage needs to fight dirty with no datalink, an unusual RWR symbology, typically low altitude, and only 2 fox 1s and 2 fox 2s. If you get into a turn fight with guns, you're gonna get em. Big delta wing turns good, loses speed fast though. Air to air refueling is similar to the f18 in difficulty. Can carry snakeyes well and big 2000 lb runway baguette delivery. Fits really well into our cold war themed stuff because of the 'limitations' but I often see some EU and Zen coming back with 4 kills to their name with only 4 missiles. Maybe they were born with it, maybe it is just the make up they wear. Viggen I own this now: It is great dumb fun but planning is everything. Easy start up, good bomb loadout, has mavericks which are difficult to use. Has cool rockets, dumb bombs. You won't get a ton of use on general multiplayer servers. It is probably the best anti ship plane in the game. (edited)
Helicopters:
Generally, they are going to flat out try to kill you. They want to faceplant you into the ground and explode. I wouldn’t consider flying one without rudder pedals (not twist) except the KA-50. I would only recommend a heli if you understand that DCS does not natively support heli stuff at all really. You will have to push a lot of 'I believe in make believe' buttons. I personally own the HIP, huey, and Ka-50, and the apache is on the way.MI-8 (hip), and huey: The hip is better at killing and is stronger and faster. But it is like a semi truck with RUSSIA painted on the side. Fly it with purpose and not a sports car. Side gunners aren't the best but it gets dumb amount of rockets. Gun pods are like a light show but lags everyone out. Switches are russia: everywhere, all the time, not convenient. To switch to guns/rockets is literally two seats away. Makes sense for real life maybe but in dcs that is annoying.Huey is a wobble fest sports car. Side gunners are murder machines, you can also get a free copy of Fortunate Son by CCR if you know where to look on ED's website. Ask in general, the link changes sometimes and is hard to find. With both the hip/huey expect to kill humvees/people only. Light APCs if you are lucky. Expect to die a lot. Hind: I think it is ok based on reports. The AI Petrovich is pretty 'god mode' kinda like jester. You can murder all sorts of tanks and stuff, plus with CTLD you can do everything the HIP can do but with more dakka. If I didn't have the HIP already, I probably would own the hind. If you go to fast, you can die easy, if you try to hover too heavy, you die. If you try to fly when the weather is hot, obviously straight to die. KA-50: imagine you are on a roller coaster but with machine guns and you will understand the ka-50. Try to get it off the rails and it will fight you and you might die. But keep it there and you will murder all of those innocent tank children you encounter. The ka-50 gun can kill t-55s, the vikkors can kill t-90s and you can carry 12 of them. It is not the Hind, so do not fight toe to toe, you want to hide behind buildings and hills and be sneaky. It is effective if you are but it is frustrating if you don't spend the time. Oh….. No night vision in it at all. So daytime or gain/contrast on high and squint. Apache: not out as of this essay. Gazelle: It exists but no one has sung its praises to me to determine its worth. Sorry
Flaming Cliffs 3:
Is it worth $50, no, and you should not buy it for that price. Is it worth $25 sort of. Is this particular module worth $7(on sale) or $15 not on sale? Probably notish. Ok, first I'm an elitist and I'm going to talk down to you. If you have only $7 for this game, it's gonna be a rough game for you to play. Just the hardware alone, stick, computer, etc is going to add up much faster than your modules. If a $7/15 module puts you off of purchasing a module because you don't want to waste your money then perhaps you're in the wrong game. It would almost be smarter to just rent in perpetuity in a round robin fashion all the high fidelity modules till you find one you like and can afford. Also I hate when people say "I want to start with something easier then transition to high fidelity". That is the wrong attitude. FC3 planes are usually low performance/capability . You will have less control of your plane and limited options with these aircraft and you will hate it when you learn the comparison. Something simple like radio management is non existent in these planes and that is just the surface. Some modules don't let push a button for gear down and another for gear up. It is just up/down on one control. Or the Su-25t, doesn't allow an axis for wheel brakes, it has to be a button. Annoying:If I had to pick one module to buy in FC3, it'd be SU-33. Carrier ops, good fuel loadout, carries the most missiles, has datalink, has some air to ground capability, sneaky long range fox 2's. Also can air to air refuel with the basket which is easier to learn. It is in KM/h and metric but it is pretty good at what it does. Note: if you buy super carrier module you get the SU-33 included. Next choice would probably the the su-27/j-11a. J-11a is the better choice and it has fox 3's and a ton of weapons, datalink. Basically a non carrier Su-33. Next would be the F-15C. Air to air only. Can carry amraams or sparrows for the 1980s roleplay. Has an absolute insane amount of gas, can air to air refuel with boom. No 9x missiles so you can't do the spicy offbore shots. It does not have datalink and the tires pop easily. Air to air refueling is really difficult in this plane. You will have to learn radar on a system that is similar to NATO planes but lack finer controls as the 16/18 etc. It does murder people well because fox 3's though once you get them locked. (edited)
Su-25, A-10A, mig 29 - these are ok at best but for a first module it is a waste of your money imo. It is a much better deal to buy the entire FC3 pack and play with these modules but for most people, you won't touch these very often unless we have a themed mission around these airframes.There are a lot of people that think they are neat, cool, and capable and these airframes are. But this essay is written towards people buying their first couple of modules. Also gearing towards $/value which FC3 use to be good value till all the better full fidelity modules came out. If you are considering FC3, I'd either buy it first as a $30 taste test for DCS (but the hornet/viper cost $50 and they are superior and that is only two meals out at fast food) or like your third or fourth module because you want to pick some red planes. FC3 is also a possible better choice if you are on a super limited budget/don't have a full decent HOTAS setup since you'll need significantly less hardware to operate the plane well. (edited)
Buy the F18. Rent modules on stand alone. Buy the F18, then syria, then something cool. consider persian gulf.
2023.03.26 08:17 GoldenHawk8898 Lightsaber Kyber Crystal Issue
Hello everyone,
I bought a lightsaber from savis workshop a few weeks ago and I tried to use it today and it wouldn't turn on. After changing the batteries to new ones twice it won't light up the lightsaber. I did see that when the Kyber crystal is removed it makes the noise when their is not crystal inside, and also when you remove the blade it makes another little noise. It is only when you insert a crystal that there are no noises whatsoever. Does anyone know a fix to this?
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I bought a lightsaber from savis workshop a few weeks ago and I tried to use it today and it wouldn't turn on. After changing the batteries to new ones twice it won't light up the lightsaber. I did see that when the Kyber crystal is removed it makes the noise when their is not crystal inside, and also when you remove the blade it makes another little noise. It is only when you insert a crystal that there are no noises whatsoever. Does anyone know a fix to this?
2023.03.26 08:16 Grape-Choice RON DPS Strategies
Wanted to talk about dps strats for the new raid because I join alot of lfgs as there's so many different opinions but as always some are better than others. THIS IS A DISCUSSION not a post to dump on others opinions for dps if it works for you and your team that's great this a post to educate new players and new raiders about what they should be looking to bring to their fireteams.
5 Izinagi + 5 Rockets + Div:
To my knowledge this is one of 2 ways to CONSISTENTLY one phase nez. Keyword being consistent, 5 izi rockets with a div is going to be a one phase providing your div user is decent and can keep the judgement up for a good amount of time. i think this strat is extremely viable for teams that actually know how to izi swap and have a good div user. I don't think this strat is super good for lfgs as there are a lot of people that haven't played the game long enough to have izinagis catalyst, don't have a auto loading rocket or (and this seems to be the problem in my lfgs) people cant izi swap properly. i don't think there's anything wrong with not being able to izi swap properly as it takes a bit of practice but when you force your lfgs into doing dps they are not capable of doing consistently you hurt your whole fireteam. also new players cant really get any decent auto loading rockets with ALOT of grinding
You can also just use 5 rockets one gally and a tether and that should get you the one phase.
5 Heavy GL's + 5 Fusion Rifles + Div
This is my personal go to for dps on nez and to my knowledge the only other way to CONSISTENTLY one phase. For GL's your best options are wendigo with spike grenades + auto loading + explosive light OR the seasonal GL Regnant with the same roll but if you craft it can get enhanced perks. I personally pair this with the exotic fusion rifle merciless but a lot of people also use riptide with auto loading/field prep + chill clip for shatter dmg. IMO this is way easier for fireteams to pull off as the skill required for this compared to izi rockets is far lower. open with grenade launcher until mag is empty swap to fusion empty mag, if it has auto loading just go back to grenade launcher and repeat until dps is over. If your using merciless its the same thing but reload before you go back to using your grenade launcher. I think this is more viable for new players as regnant is craftable and will remain obtainable and craftable in the game for the next year and defiant engrams drop like crazy just for playing the game so its really easy to focus farm. FORGOT TO MENTION rapid fire fusion rifles are the best for pve if you arnt using the 2 recommended in this post rapid fire frames have the best dps and the best total damage output
5 Thunderlords + Div:
Personally i hate thunder lord but that's because I'm all about the consistent one phase. If you're looking for a easy 2 phase this is a super easy choice. if you're a brand new player and don't have auto loading rockets or good grenade launchers this will let you carry your weight in lfgs. not really much to say here its solid weapon for dps for new players and for teams that cant one phase nez this just makes it a brain dead 2 phase. I know there are teams and players that swear thunderlord can one phase and it can BUT it isn't consistent so i cant recommend it for higher skill teams looking to one phase the boss
Class Specific Info:
Titans: Thundercrash + Cruiass is really all youve got
Hunters: Star Eaters+ Blade Barrage is great for the burst. Tether is also a great option for the 30% damage debuff
Warlocks: Well of Radiance + starfire/lunafactions. lunafactions is great for bumping up teams dps through faster reloads and weapon range buffs. If you're running starfire you also have the option of running demolitionist instead of auto loading. it will let you pump out rockets faster and throw fusion grenades for even more damage. also pair this with wither hoard as it will let you keep getting your grenade energy back super quick.
TLDR FOR WEAPONS
Rockets: Hot head/ hezen vengance/ Bump in the night
Fusions: Riptide, Merciless, Cartesian Coordiante,
Heavy GL's: Wendigo, Regnant
Conclusion:
These are probably the best dps options for the boss and I don't think many players will disagree. As of writing this the winterbite bug is in the game and you can 1 phase with it but it will get patched so that's why I didn't bother to include it. please correct me on anything I'm wrong about and share your dps strats if they differ from what's above as the more options people have the more likely new players and new raiders can get their first clears done
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5 Izinagi + 5 Rockets + Div:
To my knowledge this is one of 2 ways to CONSISTENTLY one phase nez. Keyword being consistent, 5 izi rockets with a div is going to be a one phase providing your div user is decent and can keep the judgement up for a good amount of time. i think this strat is extremely viable for teams that actually know how to izi swap and have a good div user. I don't think this strat is super good for lfgs as there are a lot of people that haven't played the game long enough to have izinagis catalyst, don't have a auto loading rocket or (and this seems to be the problem in my lfgs) people cant izi swap properly. i don't think there's anything wrong with not being able to izi swap properly as it takes a bit of practice but when you force your lfgs into doing dps they are not capable of doing consistently you hurt your whole fireteam. also new players cant really get any decent auto loading rockets with ALOT of grinding
You can also just use 5 rockets one gally and a tether and that should get you the one phase.
5 Heavy GL's + 5 Fusion Rifles + Div
This is my personal go to for dps on nez and to my knowledge the only other way to CONSISTENTLY one phase. For GL's your best options are wendigo with spike grenades + auto loading + explosive light OR the seasonal GL Regnant with the same roll but if you craft it can get enhanced perks. I personally pair this with the exotic fusion rifle merciless but a lot of people also use riptide with auto loading/field prep + chill clip for shatter dmg. IMO this is way easier for fireteams to pull off as the skill required for this compared to izi rockets is far lower. open with grenade launcher until mag is empty swap to fusion empty mag, if it has auto loading just go back to grenade launcher and repeat until dps is over. If your using merciless its the same thing but reload before you go back to using your grenade launcher. I think this is more viable for new players as regnant is craftable and will remain obtainable and craftable in the game for the next year and defiant engrams drop like crazy just for playing the game so its really easy to focus farm. FORGOT TO MENTION rapid fire fusion rifles are the best for pve if you arnt using the 2 recommended in this post rapid fire frames have the best dps and the best total damage output
5 Thunderlords + Div:
Personally i hate thunder lord but that's because I'm all about the consistent one phase. If you're looking for a easy 2 phase this is a super easy choice. if you're a brand new player and don't have auto loading rockets or good grenade launchers this will let you carry your weight in lfgs. not really much to say here its solid weapon for dps for new players and for teams that cant one phase nez this just makes it a brain dead 2 phase. I know there are teams and players that swear thunderlord can one phase and it can BUT it isn't consistent so i cant recommend it for higher skill teams looking to one phase the boss
Class Specific Info:
Titans: Thundercrash + Cruiass is really all youve got
Hunters: Star Eaters+ Blade Barrage is great for the burst. Tether is also a great option for the 30% damage debuff
Warlocks: Well of Radiance + starfire/lunafactions. lunafactions is great for bumping up teams dps through faster reloads and weapon range buffs. If you're running starfire you also have the option of running demolitionist instead of auto loading. it will let you pump out rockets faster and throw fusion grenades for even more damage. also pair this with wither hoard as it will let you keep getting your grenade energy back super quick.
TLDR FOR WEAPONS
Rockets: Hot head/ hezen vengance/ Bump in the night
Fusions: Riptide, Merciless, Cartesian Coordiante,
Heavy GL's: Wendigo, Regnant
Conclusion:
These are probably the best dps options for the boss and I don't think many players will disagree. As of writing this the winterbite bug is in the game and you can 1 phase with it but it will get patched so that's why I didn't bother to include it. please correct me on anything I'm wrong about and share your dps strats if they differ from what's above as the more options people have the more likely new players and new raiders can get their first clears done
2023.03.26 07:39 CaloricBread Enduro ebike switches and buttons question.
 | I just got this enduro ebike today and i dont know what this big red switch on the controller casing does. I tested the other on / off switches and i have concluded that the silver buttom on the side controls low voltage items (lights and horn). And the button on the bars controls if the bike is on or off. Any help would be great! Ill include some photos. submitted by CaloricBread to ebikes [link] [comments] |
2023.03.26 07:11 ralvyn [Monster Hunter Rise] Platinum #69 Nice
![[Monster Hunter Rise] Platinum #69 Nice](https://preview.redd.it/bdx2oej6o0qa1.png?width=640&crop=smart&auto=webp&s=8b840e26e6687bba3abc71b9f94374d20bf4706f "[Monster Hunter Rise] Platinum #69 Nice") | submitted by ralvyn to Trophies [link] [comments] |
2023.03.26 07:09 Ebb-Ill My new maxed out 150 mod load order hope it works any final thoughts?
Xbox one series S
Mods: 150 / total space used: 4.94 / free space: 58.40
Master Files:
Combat Mods:
Bottom LO:
read mods and place them in load order according pay attention for compatibility issues with other mods. Basically if it is a similar category for example weather mods they will have issues with other unless they have patches
Keep an eye out for patches between certain mods place the patch after the 2nd mod isdownloadedd
Texture/mesh mods overwrite each other and can be stackable most cases (not always read descriptions and compatibility) place te texture you want to keep below it will overwrite the particular item in that bundle if your doing a single/multiple textures
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Mods: 150 / total space used: 4.94 / free space: 58.40
Master Files:
- USSEP
- USCCCP
- USMP SE
- Lux - Master File
- Lux - Resources
- Lux Via v1.6 - Master File
- Lux Orbis - Master File
- Cutting Room Floor
- usmp cutting room floor patch
- Even Better Quest Objectives
- EBQO Cutting Room Floor Patch
- cheat room
- Guard Dialogue Overhaul
- usmp gdo patch
- World Encounters Overhaul
- oculus main menu and loading screen replacer
- Dialogue Interface Reshaped
- skyhud dissonance preset
- JaySerpa's Quest Expansion Bundle
- World Eater Beater
- Better Thieving Updated
- darker brotherhood V2
- Jiub's Opus & Arvak's Skull Quest Markers
- Stones of Barenziah Quest Markers
- gildergreen regrown
- Ars Metallica
- Mystic Condenser updated
- free crafting
- bandolier bags and pouches
- cloaks & capes
- wearable lanterns
- unread books glow sse
- Better Horses
- Wear Multiple Rings
- Recover Cities - Quick
- Hearthfire Multiple Adoptions
- Improved Adoptions - Multiple adoptions Add-On
- 50 pct more perk points
- ordinator
- Odin
- ordinator compatibility patch
- DLC integration
- bellyache’s tougher dragons
- a side order of dragons
- chapter II
- audio sfx overhaul
- DAWN dramatic atmosphere, weathers, & nature
- catmojo unique grasses
- Landscape Fixes For Grass Mods
- Landscape Seam Fixes
- XP32 maximum skeleton+realistic ragdolls and force
- RS Children optimized
- vanilla tweaks animals & creatures refresh
- bellyache’s choice animal replacer
- splendor dragon varients
- 360 Walk and Run Standalone
- Headtracking - Fully Scripted
- 5poiler animation overhaul
- Smim 1k static mesh improvement mod
- Magical Forces and FX
- Tamriel reloaded hd aio
- Skyland LODs
- omen armor, weapons & clothing
- black and gold armor retexture
- elsopa quivers redone
- awesome artifacts anniversary edition
- Awesome artifacts ordinator patch
- embers xd 1k
- cc camping embers xd patch
- Undead Beloved
- Serana Dialogue Edit
- Serana Dialogue Add-On
- SD add on SDE patch
- SD add on rdo Patch
- Run For Your Lives
- Crime Overhaul
- Double Beds Are For Two People
- Rich Merchants of Skyrim
- Realistic Conversations
- Immersive Patrols lite
- there will be blood and bubbles lite
- kalilies npcs unp
- Bijin all in one by rxkx22
- pandorable’s males double pack
- JK's Interiors AIO
- Jk’s Interiors AIO USSEP patch
- jk’s Interiors aio fishing patch
- jk’s Interiors AIO Mystic Condenser Patch
- jk's interiors aio embers xd patch
- point the way
- bridges of Skyrim
- Carriage stops of Skyrim
- CSOS survival patch
- dark ages trees of the north
- Divine forest
- Fort Dawnguard - Brighter and Cleaner
- heartwood castle guard version
- JK's Skyrim AIO
- jk’s interior aio jk’s Skyrim aio patch
- pets of Skyrim jk Skyrim cc patch
- Jk’s Skyrim cc fishing patch
- jk’s Skyrim cc the gray cowl patch
- The Great Cities, Towns, and Villages Bundle
- embers xd jk's skyrim aio patch
- TGCTAVB and JK's Skyrim AIO Patch
- mystical scholarship the magical college bundle 1k
- magical college of winterhold anniversary patch
- Lux Orbis v3.0
- lux orbis and USSEP patch
- lux orbis Cutting Room Floor patch
- lux orbis jk’s Interiors AIO patch
- Lux orbis jk’s Skyrim AIO patch
- lux orbis The Great Cities/Towns/Villages Bundle Patches,
- Lux orbis mystical scholarship / mystical college of winterhold patch
- embers xd lux orbis patch (for jk skyrim aio)
- lux orbis embers xd patch
- Lux Via plugin
- lux via Cutting Room Floor Patch
Combat Mods:
- BIG: Ultimate Kills
- Complete Archery Overhaul
- Blade and Blunt
- blade and blunt Timed Block
- Mortal Movement blade and blunt
- NO BS AI projectile dodge
- My Home Is Your Home
- odahviing serving you at last
- Civil War Quest Immersion Bundle
- Faction: Pit Fighter
- faction pit fighter Travels Add-On
Bottom LO:
- Lux (v6.3)
- Lux USSEP patch
- lux anniversary cc patch bundle
- lux Cutting Room Floor patch
- lux JK's Interiors AIO patch
- lux JK's Skyrim AIO
- Lux magical college of winterhold/ mystical scholarship patch
- lux The Great Cities/Towns/Villages Bundle Patches
- lux embers xd patch
- Amazing Follower Tweaks
- AFT AE (combines with the mod above and makes it into 1 mod so does not count as another mod slot)
- jayserpa’s quest expansion bundle aft patch
- Relationship Dialogue Overhaul
- rdo crf + ussep patch
- usmp rdo patch
- jk’s Interiors aio rdo patch
- rdo aft patch
- Dawn waters w/ natural waterfalls
- Sacrosanct
- Growl
- Alternate Start
- Even Better Quest Objectives alternate start patch
- JK's Interiors AIO Patches
read mods and place them in load order according pay attention for compatibility issues with other mods. Basically if it is a similar category for example weather mods they will have issues with other unless they have patches
Keep an eye out for patches between certain mods place the patch after the 2nd mod isdownloadedd
Texture/mesh mods overwrite each other and can be stackable most cases (not always read descriptions and compatibility) place te texture you want to keep below it will overwrite the particular item in that bundle if your doing a single/multiple textures
2023.03.26 06:43 xithbaby I think I was duped. Bought today. The car has 11 bars, it was fully charged and showing 80mi on it. Down the road it it dropped to 48, and by the time we got home 30 miles away it was at 29. Also a master warning red triangle light is on, but there is no other indicators? Any ideas?
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2023.03.26 06:40 zeejay00 RETRIBUTION - Exotic Sword
-Pious Crusade
Immediately after picking up a Orb of Power, this weapon's blade bursts into flame causing (Light Attack) to deal Solar burn damage for a short period of time. (3 Seconds) Holy Vengeance lasts until the wielder runs out of sword energy or dies.
Performing a charged (Heavy Attack) sends a large solar shockwave blast in all directions. Enemies damaged by the shockwave are given the Melting Point debuff for a short period of time. (3 Seconds)
"Well all I see in front of me is a lackey," she replied, growing angry. "How come this commander of yours didn't come himself? Is he scared? She emphasized the last remark.
"Listen," Baylis said, growing deadly serious. "You know very well why. Because you would have him instantly killed. The only reason I'm alive is because I made sure this meeting would be in public." "Besides," he continued, "our commander at least wants to try and convince you by sending me instead of just descending on the tower with the might of the entire city."
"The might of the entire city," Ikora laughed, "like that is possible-" Baylis cut her off. "You know better then anyone that I'm right."
They both look as he gestures to the busy market around them.
"You see it around you," Baylis said, raising his voice so he could be heard by everyone around. "The people of the last city want action! They don't believe in the Vanguard's ability to protect them anymore." "Just look around you," he laughed, "they sit back and do nothing while the darkness takes our planets. They try to negotiate with the cabal who come with fleet of war ships!"
By now everyone in hearing distance had stopped what they were doing. Ikora on the other hand was glancing around with a concerned expression.
"Guardians," Baylis shouted, "you know, the people who swore to protect you. They are communing with the darkness while the Vanguard sits and their tower with their ears shut." "And now, they let the fallen in our city! Our city! The fallen who have invaded earth and killed millions of us!"
By this time, all that was left of Ikora was the white particles of a transmat being used. "See," he said, "they simply run when a conflict arises. We will not."
"After all, the question isn't what will they do!" He said, gesturing to the tower rising behind him." The question is," he almost growled, "What will you do?"
With that, he turned and disappeared into the crowd. The purple cross of the Pious Crusade rippling on his mark.
-A rallying cry of the Pious Crusade
2023.03.26 06:35 David11219 Did you know these facts about the human body?
 | RadaMarch 26, 2023 submitted by David11219 to radafacts [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/u7vitkj1i0qa1.jpg?width=1920&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=50c01176f5cfb43f5cb1f55cb746c797ebe0d233 Have you ever considered how much blood your heart pumps in a lifetime, or how many muscles are required to smile? The human body contains many fascinating facts that can both surprise and amaze us. Learning about our body can be both educational and entertaining, from how our senses work to the intricate workings of our organs. Understanding the human body and its capabilities can also help us make informed health and well-being decisions. Did you know body facts?The human nose has the ability to remember up to 50,000 different scents.The fat in the human body is enough to make seven bars of soap.The brain consumes 20% of the oxygen you breathe and 20% of the blood in your body.Your stomach acid is strong enough to dissolve razor blades.The human tongue, like fingerprints, has its own distinct print.One trillion different smells can be detected by the human nose.The human heart has the ability to generate enough pressure to squirt blood up to 30 feet.Your lungs have about the same surface area as a tennis court.Your ears will never stop growing throughout your life.Although the human body has over 600 muscles, it only takes 17 to smile and 43 to frown. Your nose has the ability to remember up to 50,000 different scents: The human nose can detect a wide range of scents and remember up to 50,000 different ones. This is because our nose contains olfactory receptors that send signals to the brain, allowing us to distinguish between different scents. Unlike other parts of the body that stop growing once you reach adulthood, your ears continue to grow throughout your life. This is because your ear cartilage never stops growing, causing your ears to gradually grow larger. 20% of the oxygen you breathe is used by your brain: Even though it only accounts for 2% of your body weight, your brain requires a significant amount of oxygen to function properly. Indeed, your brain consumes up to 20% of the oxygen you breathe and 20% of the blood in your body. Like fingerprints, your tongue has its own distinct print: Every person's tongue, like their fingerprints, has a distinct print. This is due to the individuality of the tiny bumps and ridges on the surface of the tongue.Benefits of knowing body factsUnderstanding how our bodies work and their limitations: Learning about how our bodies work allows us to gain a better understanding of their limitations and how to care for them. Knowing that our muscles require rest and recovery time after exercise, for example, can help us avoid injuries and make the most of our workouts. Appreciating the human body's complexity and intricacy: Learning about the incredible complexity of the human body can help us develop a greater appreciation for it. It can also motivate us to take better care of ourselves and live a healthier lifestyle. Encouraging healthy habits and lifestyle choices: We can make informed decisions about our health and well-being if we understand how our bodies work and what it requires to function properly. Knowing that drinking enough water is important for keeping our bodies hydrated, for example, can motivate us to drink more water and stay healthy. The human eye is capable of distinguishing up to ten million different colors: The human eye can detect a wide range of colors and distinguish between up to 10 million different hues. This is because the retina contains cones, which are responsible for color vision. The human skin is the body's largest organ: The skin is not only the body's largest organ, but it also plays an important role in protecting the body from external harm. It regulates body temperature, stores nutrients, and aids in waste elimination. The human stomach has a capacity of 4 liters for food and liquid: Despite its small size, the human stomach has the ability to expand to accommodate large amounts of food and liquid. It has a capacity of 4 liters of food and liquid. The only organ in the human body that can regenerate itself is the liver: The liver is an important organ that detoxifies the body and produces bile. It is also the only organ in the body capable of self-regeneration, which means it can repair and regenerate damaged tissue. The human skeleton is made up of 206 bones: The human skeleton is made up of 206 bones and provides structure and support for the body. It also aids in the protection of vital organs and the production of blood cells.Trillions of bacteria live in and on the human body: The human body contains more bacteria than human cells, with an estimated 100 trillion bacteria living in and on the body. These bacteria are essential for digestion, immunity, and overall health. The human tongue contains approximately 10,000 taste buds: The tongue is responsible for detecting various flavors and contains approximately 10,000 taste buds. Each taste bud can detect different flavors, such as sweet, sour, salty, and bitter. The human body can produce vitamin D on its own: Vitamin D is an important nutrient that aids in the absorption of calcium and the maintenance of strong bones. When the skin is exposed to sunlight, the body can produce its own vitamin D. Saliva is an important fluid that helps to lubricate the mouth, aid in digestion, and protect against infection. The human body produces about 1-2 liters of saliva per day. Every day, the body produces about 1-2 liters of saliva. The average person has approximately 100,000 hairs on their scalp, which are composed of a protein known as keratin. Hair grows at a rate of approximately 0.5 inches per month. Fun ways to learn and remember body factsMemory games based on body facts can be a fun way to learn and remember body facts. You could, for example, make a matching game in which you match body facts with the corresponding body part. This can help to reinforce your understanding of body facts and make them easier to remember. Make flashcards or quizzes: Flashcards and quizzes can be effective tools for learning and remembering body facts. Make flashcards that have a body fact on one side and the corresponding body part on the other. You can also make quizzes to test your body knowledge and see how much you've learned. Share interesting body facts with friends and family: Sharing interesting body facts with friends and family is a great way to reinforce your own knowledge while also assisting others in learning. You can also start a discussion about body facts and share your own observations and experiences. Use visual aids: Using visual aids can help you learn and remember body facts. You can visualize the body parts and their functions by using diagrams, charts, and other visual aids. This can help you remember the body facts and understand how they relate to one another. Practice on a regular basis: Learning and memorizing body facts, like any other skill, requires practice. You can review body facts and quiz yourself on what you've learned by setting aside a few minutes each day. You can improve your knowledge and retain information more easily with regular practice.ConclusionKnowing body facts is important because it allows us to gain a better understanding and appreciation for our bodies and the incredible things they can do. We can better care for ourselves and make informed decisions about our health and well-being if we understand the complexities of our bodies. |
2023.03.26 06:32 Muffin_man_1405 WERE-BIRD
(guys, this is the first time I am posting some writing that I did on Reddit. I need feedback and criticism. pls, be harsh. )
WERE-BIRD
Steve was a wonderful guy. He was kind and friendly, never really argued with anyone in the village, and forget getting into fights. He lived in a village called Inverell, it was a pretty small town, and it was mostly farmers, but it was very famous for its bread. The Inverell bakery was quite famous in the nearby towns, and loads of people came down to buy bread and doughnuts. Steve too worked at the bakery. He lived alone; his house was on the hill just behind the village bar. It was not huge but it was good enough for Steve, also he had a small garden in the backyard where he grew a few vegetables and sometimes when the reaping was good, he would sell them at the weekend market in town; after all, Steve too liked an extra penny in his pocket, but money had never really mattered much to him so much, what he got from the bakery was good enough to bet by. He liver a very boring, mundane ordinary life yet there was something different, something far from ordinary that happened to him.
Tonight was the night, he was trekking up Swan hill. It was a full moon night, that was the reason he was climbing all over to the top of swan hill but this had become a routine for him now, he went there every full moon night, and don't get this wrong he did not perform any ritual or prayed to satan or anything it was nothing like that, it was very different something unheard of.
As he got nearer to the hilltop and towards a clearer area with fewer trees and more grass he slowed down. He settled down his backpack and took off his shirt. He checked the sky for clouds. He was standing in a clearing and the moonlight was falling just on him, like a spotlight. he looked towards the cliff and the endless-looking dark void below that stretched down as if going straight to hell. Anyone other than him would have run away and got under their cozy beds, even steve was thinking of doing the same thing not too long ago, but now it felt addicting to do this every full moon night, even though Steve never confessed this to himself and he self-assured himself that he was indifferent about his uniqueness, he did become excited every time the full moon appeared, he would become more eager as full moon night neared. He looked down the cliff backed up a few steps and as usual, started running toward the cliff. He felt the moonlight on his back, it felt ice cold yet at the same time there was a warmness spreading through his body, it was feeling like drinking hot coffee on a snowy day. He could feel the heat on his shoulder blades. He kept running towards the cliff edge and kept getting closer and closer to the edge but he didn't stop, and kept going and then threw himself down the cliff. He swooped down and he felt the wind rushing in his face, his hairs were all rearward and his cheeks were flying because of the air forcing in on his face, but then suddenly he felt a drag as if he was pulled back by somebody no something
It was an empowering feeling to just glide smoothly through the air.HE looked back to see his wings. They were pure white, and the moonlight glittered off of them. This was his uniqueness, something different, something far from ordinary. he grew wings on full moon nights he did not know why, or how, maybe it was inherited, but it didn't matter. He could never ask his parents because he never met them.
He grew up in an orphanage "Eden Orphanage", which was the name and the irony was even the orphanage had abandoned him when they found out about his little secret. They thought that he was somewhat cursed. He still remembered the night that it happened for the first time. They had gone camping and everyone was asleep long before moonrise but Steve he couldn't sleep, so decided to go for a walk to get some fresh air and that is when it happened that mixed feeling of warmth and icy-cold, he was so scared, he didn't know what was happening to his body, he screaming at the top of his lungs. Long story short he had found his way to Inverell. He got a job at the mayor's house as a servant, then at the factory later bought the house, at first, the people weren't so welcoming but later he fit in just fine. In the beginning, he didn't dare go on his little adventures every full moon night, for fear of getting cast out of the place he called home but later he gave in to the temptation and taught himself to fly and then every full moon night he after everyone went to bed he started escaping and surprisingly nobody noticed that he was missing every full moon night, because all the houses were so far away from one another, and everyone was so tired no one even bothered to notice that some guy was missing like he was right now.
He felt a deep sense of freedom now that he was flying. At first, he used to close all the windows and tried to make it through the night. Just the fear of somebody finding out his secret was enough. Maybe he was scared of being an outcast. But later on, he taught himself to fly; he thought ' if I have the power to fly what is the point of wasting it like this" He had not perfected the art yet, he was still bad at landing and got himself hurt most of the time, but he glid through the sky smoothly, and sometime he could even do a roll mid-flight without losing control. He was flying on his regular route where no one could see him. He could see the beach ahead of him. It was looking beautiful. The water was somehow very still at the horizon, and short waves were grazing down on the rocks. He could see the moon shimmering on the water as if someone had turned on the blub underneath it and it was glowing up the whole sea. He checked, there were pretty big clouds over the beach, it wouldn't be such a bad idea. So he decided to take a little detour.
He turned over to one side and swooped to left. he flapped his wings to fly a bit higher into the clouds so that no one could see him. He stopped and tried to stay in a vertical position, like standing, and kept flapping his wings to stay afloat, it was a new trick he had learned. He was looking at the water; it was remarkably still and patient, and looking at him instilled a feeling of calm in him. Ignorance of how long he was standing like that dawned on him and he checked the time on his clock it was quite late; he thought that he better went back before sunrise, as he could keep the wings only for a night.
This was one of his biggest fears, that someday he was going to forget about it and he was going to lose his wings mid-flight and plummet down to earth. But he shook his head and turned back reluctantly, he couldn't get his eyes off the beautiful sight; the beach was brilliant but he knew that he had to go. He started flying back; but as he was returning, he saw a glimmer in the sky and it vanished behind the other hilltop trees, he first thought that it must be some seagull but what he saw was far too big. He decided to follow it. He looked at the watch, he still had a few hours. He started flying towards the hill. It was just opposite swan hill. He flew there and turned by the tree on the hilltop, but there was nothing there he looked around, then he tried to land on the hill as gently as he could, but made a big mess, as usual, he looked around but he found nothing. He thought to himself that it was nothing and that it was just his mind playing tricks on him. He again glanced at his watch and as he was going to take off again. He felt a sudden force, and he was tackled down and the next thing he knew, he was pinned down to the ground by a woman. She had jet-black hair, but he couldn't make out her face in the darkness. Although he had seen one thing and that was she too had wings like him, all brilliant white. He pushed her and tried to make a run for it but she caught him and turned his arm ready to break it at any given moment, he was facing the other side, and she was right behind him twisting his arm. he was held captive. there was nothing he could do. He was again extremely confused, she was like him, a few minutes before the idea that other were-birds even existed hadn't entered his mind. And if she was like him, she was not going to kill him at least not because of his wings. His head started spinning, He had lots of questions and the one most significant was why was she pinning his arm. Just then she said " who are you, where did you come from? " "huh, speak Cinnar", and she twisted her arm even more. She had a slightly heavy accent like Russian people have but she didn't exactly sound Russian. He groaned "I don't know what Cinnara means, in fact, I had no idea that another were bird like me even exist", She twisted his arms even more and Steve grunted "what is were-bird"She asked" like werewolf you know, They turn into wolfs, we turn into birds ", She chuckled, like a teen girl "huh, that is cute thought, but playing innocent or being funny isn't gonna get you out of trouble, you trespassed Pokqua tribes territory at night, and you will be punished", Steve thought ". 'playing innocent', and what was pekua, before he could explain himself She spoke again " tell me, which tribe are you,". Steve said in the most beseeching way " please mam, I don't know what the hell you talking about..." but before he could complete, he was forced to cry out again beacuse she had kicked him in his back with her knee and asked the same question again but a bit louder, "I asked, which tribe do you belong to !!, look you are Svetha too, and I don't want to hurt you, please don't make me do it, " He said "No, no there seems to be a misunderstanding, I am Steve, not Swatta ... " he then thought to himself, if she had actually called him sweaty although it seemed a bit less probable. But then she growled," stop playing the idiot, let me see your engravings ". She then jerked him and held his throat. It was now that he could now see her face a bit more clearly, and she looked rather beautiful, she had jet black hair and a round face, and she had a skin made out of hazelnut coffee. as smooth as the pale moonlight that was spilling down on both of them. There was a certain glow to her face, emanating from her body and those wings, it was as if looking at an actual angle.She commanded him "show me your wings"; steve lifted his wings and showed them to her. she yanked them and looked closely at the arms of his wings and he saw her face losing all the glow he had seen before.She was too shocked to speak this was something she had never seen before.She asked him trying to hide her shock but failing miserably." where are your engravings" she looked at him with a perplexed look.her voice too was a bit relaxed, sympathetic almost, Now she had let go of him and was standing in front of him maybe he was sure that he was not gonna try to fly away now. " she asked him " who the hell are you?" she asked him with a shaky voice. He said "I am steve and I live over there," he pointed towards his village" my village is right over that hill, look I did not know that his area was your territory.Look I won't trespass, next time.I won't even come near anywhere in your territory. so if you just let me go, please look the sun will be up anytime and then I would have to walk down this hill and take a ferry all over there you see, and hell these ferries these days take a hell of a lot of money." she asked him" you still haven't learned to keep you wings after sun." he thought 'you get to keep them after sun'. She produced something out of her pocket."good things I have this on me" She held a little vail in her hand . She opened it up and emptied it in his mouth. It didn't taste like anything. It was just like plain water. She told, " just stretch your wings as wide as you can and try to just not let them vanish". Now her demeanor towards him had changed she was less threatening now, rather she sounded more sympathetic and helpful, caring even. He looked at her, she said "trust me, jus stop thinking that your wings are going to vanish" he was very confused. Half the things that she said didn't even make any sense. But then the sunlight hit him.He closed his eyes waiting for that tingling sensation in his shoulder bone to return, he had his wings stretched out and all hoping that they would just stay as they are but he was pretty sure that it was not gonna happen. So he waited, but when he opened his eyes half hoping that the wings were in place, and to his utter surprise they were, and he was pretty impressed by that. He kept glancing back, and now he could see the sun glazing off of his wings.She was just standing there watching him, she was too shocked to comprehend anything, 'how can someone have no engravings' ' maybe farg suha knows what this is all about ' she was watching him jumping around as if trying to catch his feathers. It was even amusing to watch him. He was like a small kid who had just been given the gift, but in a way, she had just given it to him. trying to put away her amusement she spoke in a strong voice maintaining her authority."Now listen to me, if you are telling me the truth, then we shall find; out I am taking you to my village, but if you are lying to me then keep in mind I will pluck out each and every feather of your wings and peel your skin and make you regret this choice". He just managed to give her a small nod. Although he was scared of her he dared to ask her " what do you mean by your village" she chuckled " hmmm, what did you think, you are the only cinnar in this whole world.We are a whole different race, we are a totally different species.We are the cinnar, ancestors of the great Avicula, of Pokqua tribe. com'n, you will get the hang of it.There is just so much you have yet to see dear."
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WERE-BIRD
Steve was a wonderful guy. He was kind and friendly, never really argued with anyone in the village, and forget getting into fights. He lived in a village called Inverell, it was a pretty small town, and it was mostly farmers, but it was very famous for its bread. The Inverell bakery was quite famous in the nearby towns, and loads of people came down to buy bread and doughnuts. Steve too worked at the bakery. He lived alone; his house was on the hill just behind the village bar. It was not huge but it was good enough for Steve, also he had a small garden in the backyard where he grew a few vegetables and sometimes when the reaping was good, he would sell them at the weekend market in town; after all, Steve too liked an extra penny in his pocket, but money had never really mattered much to him so much, what he got from the bakery was good enough to bet by. He liver a very boring, mundane ordinary life yet there was something different, something far from ordinary that happened to him.
Tonight was the night, he was trekking up Swan hill. It was a full moon night, that was the reason he was climbing all over to the top of swan hill but this had become a routine for him now, he went there every full moon night, and don't get this wrong he did not perform any ritual or prayed to satan or anything it was nothing like that, it was very different something unheard of.
As he got nearer to the hilltop and towards a clearer area with fewer trees and more grass he slowed down. He settled down his backpack and took off his shirt. He checked the sky for clouds. He was standing in a clearing and the moonlight was falling just on him, like a spotlight. he looked towards the cliff and the endless-looking dark void below that stretched down as if going straight to hell. Anyone other than him would have run away and got under their cozy beds, even steve was thinking of doing the same thing not too long ago, but now it felt addicting to do this every full moon night, even though Steve never confessed this to himself and he self-assured himself that he was indifferent about his uniqueness, he did become excited every time the full moon appeared, he would become more eager as full moon night neared. He looked down the cliff backed up a few steps and as usual, started running toward the cliff. He felt the moonlight on his back, it felt ice cold yet at the same time there was a warmness spreading through his body, it was feeling like drinking hot coffee on a snowy day. He could feel the heat on his shoulder blades. He kept running towards the cliff edge and kept getting closer and closer to the edge but he didn't stop, and kept going and then threw himself down the cliff. He swooped down and he felt the wind rushing in his face, his hairs were all rearward and his cheeks were flying because of the air forcing in on his face, but then suddenly he felt a drag as if he was pulled back by somebody no something
It was an empowering feeling to just glide smoothly through the air.HE looked back to see his wings. They were pure white, and the moonlight glittered off of them. This was his uniqueness, something different, something far from ordinary. he grew wings on full moon nights he did not know why, or how, maybe it was inherited, but it didn't matter. He could never ask his parents because he never met them.
He grew up in an orphanage "Eden Orphanage", which was the name and the irony was even the orphanage had abandoned him when they found out about his little secret. They thought that he was somewhat cursed. He still remembered the night that it happened for the first time. They had gone camping and everyone was asleep long before moonrise but Steve he couldn't sleep, so decided to go for a walk to get some fresh air and that is when it happened that mixed feeling of warmth and icy-cold, he was so scared, he didn't know what was happening to his body, he screaming at the top of his lungs. Long story short he had found his way to Inverell. He got a job at the mayor's house as a servant, then at the factory later bought the house, at first, the people weren't so welcoming but later he fit in just fine. In the beginning, he didn't dare go on his little adventures every full moon night, for fear of getting cast out of the place he called home but later he gave in to the temptation and taught himself to fly and then every full moon night he after everyone went to bed he started escaping and surprisingly nobody noticed that he was missing every full moon night, because all the houses were so far away from one another, and everyone was so tired no one even bothered to notice that some guy was missing like he was right now.
He felt a deep sense of freedom now that he was flying. At first, he used to close all the windows and tried to make it through the night. Just the fear of somebody finding out his secret was enough. Maybe he was scared of being an outcast. But later on, he taught himself to fly; he thought ' if I have the power to fly what is the point of wasting it like this" He had not perfected the art yet, he was still bad at landing and got himself hurt most of the time, but he glid through the sky smoothly, and sometime he could even do a roll mid-flight without losing control. He was flying on his regular route where no one could see him. He could see the beach ahead of him. It was looking beautiful. The water was somehow very still at the horizon, and short waves were grazing down on the rocks. He could see the moon shimmering on the water as if someone had turned on the blub underneath it and it was glowing up the whole sea. He checked, there were pretty big clouds over the beach, it wouldn't be such a bad idea. So he decided to take a little detour.
He turned over to one side and swooped to left. he flapped his wings to fly a bit higher into the clouds so that no one could see him. He stopped and tried to stay in a vertical position, like standing, and kept flapping his wings to stay afloat, it was a new trick he had learned. He was looking at the water; it was remarkably still and patient, and looking at him instilled a feeling of calm in him. Ignorance of how long he was standing like that dawned on him and he checked the time on his clock it was quite late; he thought that he better went back before sunrise, as he could keep the wings only for a night.
This was one of his biggest fears, that someday he was going to forget about it and he was going to lose his wings mid-flight and plummet down to earth. But he shook his head and turned back reluctantly, he couldn't get his eyes off the beautiful sight; the beach was brilliant but he knew that he had to go. He started flying back; but as he was returning, he saw a glimmer in the sky and it vanished behind the other hilltop trees, he first thought that it must be some seagull but what he saw was far too big. He decided to follow it. He looked at the watch, he still had a few hours. He started flying towards the hill. It was just opposite swan hill. He flew there and turned by the tree on the hilltop, but there was nothing there he looked around, then he tried to land on the hill as gently as he could, but made a big mess, as usual, he looked around but he found nothing. He thought to himself that it was nothing and that it was just his mind playing tricks on him. He again glanced at his watch and as he was going to take off again. He felt a sudden force, and he was tackled down and the next thing he knew, he was pinned down to the ground by a woman. She had jet-black hair, but he couldn't make out her face in the darkness. Although he had seen one thing and that was she too had wings like him, all brilliant white. He pushed her and tried to make a run for it but she caught him and turned his arm ready to break it at any given moment, he was facing the other side, and she was right behind him twisting his arm. he was held captive. there was nothing he could do. He was again extremely confused, she was like him, a few minutes before the idea that other were-birds even existed hadn't entered his mind. And if she was like him, she was not going to kill him at least not because of his wings. His head started spinning, He had lots of questions and the one most significant was why was she pinning his arm. Just then she said " who are you, where did you come from? " "huh, speak Cinnar", and she twisted her arm even more. She had a slightly heavy accent like Russian people have but she didn't exactly sound Russian. He groaned "I don't know what Cinnara means, in fact, I had no idea that another were bird like me even exist", She twisted his arms even more and Steve grunted "what is were-bird"She asked" like werewolf you know, They turn into wolfs, we turn into birds ", She chuckled, like a teen girl "huh, that is cute thought, but playing innocent or being funny isn't gonna get you out of trouble, you trespassed Pokqua tribes territory at night, and you will be punished", Steve thought ". 'playing innocent', and what was pekua, before he could explain himself She spoke again " tell me, which tribe are you,". Steve said in the most beseeching way " please mam, I don't know what the hell you talking about..." but before he could complete, he was forced to cry out again beacuse she had kicked him in his back with her knee and asked the same question again but a bit louder, "I asked, which tribe do you belong to !!, look you are Svetha too, and I don't want to hurt you, please don't make me do it, " He said "No, no there seems to be a misunderstanding, I am Steve, not Swatta ... " he then thought to himself, if she had actually called him sweaty although it seemed a bit less probable. But then she growled," stop playing the idiot, let me see your engravings ". She then jerked him and held his throat. It was now that he could now see her face a bit more clearly, and she looked rather beautiful, she had jet black hair and a round face, and she had a skin made out of hazelnut coffee. as smooth as the pale moonlight that was spilling down on both of them. There was a certain glow to her face, emanating from her body and those wings, it was as if looking at an actual angle.She commanded him "show me your wings"; steve lifted his wings and showed them to her. she yanked them and looked closely at the arms of his wings and he saw her face losing all the glow he had seen before.She was too shocked to speak this was something she had never seen before.She asked him trying to hide her shock but failing miserably." where are your engravings" she looked at him with a perplexed look.her voice too was a bit relaxed, sympathetic almost, Now she had let go of him and was standing in front of him maybe he was sure that he was not gonna try to fly away now. " she asked him " who the hell are you?" she asked him with a shaky voice. He said "I am steve and I live over there," he pointed towards his village" my village is right over that hill, look I did not know that his area was your territory.Look I won't trespass, next time.I won't even come near anywhere in your territory. so if you just let me go, please look the sun will be up anytime and then I would have to walk down this hill and take a ferry all over there you see, and hell these ferries these days take a hell of a lot of money." she asked him" you still haven't learned to keep you wings after sun." he thought 'you get to keep them after sun'. She produced something out of her pocket."good things I have this on me" She held a little vail in her hand . She opened it up and emptied it in his mouth. It didn't taste like anything. It was just like plain water. She told, " just stretch your wings as wide as you can and try to just not let them vanish". Now her demeanor towards him had changed she was less threatening now, rather she sounded more sympathetic and helpful, caring even. He looked at her, she said "trust me, jus stop thinking that your wings are going to vanish" he was very confused. Half the things that she said didn't even make any sense. But then the sunlight hit him.He closed his eyes waiting for that tingling sensation in his shoulder bone to return, he had his wings stretched out and all hoping that they would just stay as they are but he was pretty sure that it was not gonna happen. So he waited, but when he opened his eyes half hoping that the wings were in place, and to his utter surprise they were, and he was pretty impressed by that. He kept glancing back, and now he could see the sun glazing off of his wings.She was just standing there watching him, she was too shocked to comprehend anything, 'how can someone have no engravings' ' maybe farg suha knows what this is all about ' she was watching him jumping around as if trying to catch his feathers. It was even amusing to watch him. He was like a small kid who had just been given the gift, but in a way, she had just given it to him. trying to put away her amusement she spoke in a strong voice maintaining her authority."Now listen to me, if you are telling me the truth, then we shall find; out I am taking you to my village, but if you are lying to me then keep in mind I will pluck out each and every feather of your wings and peel your skin and make you regret this choice". He just managed to give her a small nod. Although he was scared of her he dared to ask her " what do you mean by your village" she chuckled " hmmm, what did you think, you are the only cinnar in this whole world.We are a whole different race, we are a totally different species.We are the cinnar, ancestors of the great Avicula, of Pokqua tribe. com'n, you will get the hang of it.There is just so much you have yet to see dear."