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6 yrs ago
Current Masses are always breeding grounds of psychic epidemics.
6 yrs ago
The highest, most decisive experience is to be alone with one's own self. You must be alone to find out what supports you, when you find that you can not support yourself.
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7 yrs ago
One cannot live from anything except what one is.
7 yrs ago
The slave to virtue finds the way as little as the slave to vices.
7 yrs ago
The core of an individual is the mystery of life, which dies when it is 'grasped'. That is also why symbols want to keep their secrets.

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The Harbinger of Ferocity


Agent of the Wild, Aspect of the Ferine
Nature, red in tooth and claw.

"There is, indeed, no single quality of the cat that man could not emulate to his advantage."
- Carl Van Vechten

I am, at my core, a personification and manifestation of those things whose blood and hearts run red with the ferocity of the animal world. It is this which convicts and controls my works, my writing, my being; the force and guidance in which I gain wisdom from. It is what inspires me as a creator and weaver of words, the very thing I admire as an author.

My leanings, savage as they are, are of the feline sort as there exists no greater lineage of beasts whom can be drawn from. No others captivate and motivate my talent and skill as the greatest of cats do.

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When iconic elements of a character's archetype are completely and utterly dropped or whitewashed. The sort of scenario wherein a character is explicitly one thing, by label themselves or said out of character, but in reality none of those assumed or thought of qualities actually exist; they're either tampered with, or so far off from reality that the "label" applied to the type is erroneous. This differs from those imagined by a character who may think one thing when their reality is not that; I mean when it is "explicit fact" among the fiction. My real motion toward this is of staples of fiction, where there can of course be variation of interpretations, but do not for a moment call something an X when it is clearly a Y then debate about how everyone else is wrong.

I would rather you invent your own non-existent silliness and base it off something else than argue that your character "Really is an X, Y or Z." when it has never come up or been relevant to the lore at all or contradicts it.
I've actually got goosebumps. But this has truly made me thought, I'm not sure yet how Isabeau would react to all of this.

Can Robert smooth things over? Will someone step up and try to smooth over the tension? Can someone even accomplish that considering how things have been unraveling?

Tehehe


It may or may not split the party if things are mended and the actual reason explained. I do not think anyone is bound to agree to fighting a dragon, short of Siegfried, on heroic commendations alone. I just think it was the most fitting time and way to wedge the plot in on the hope that this will continue as you likely intended.

As for smoothing over... I do not think The Red and Roanoke are likely to be friends after that, hah.
There was no idle pause or hesitation; the raw emotion of insult taken at the basest level could be tangibly felt. The sheer arrogance the younger man emitted would elicit a less than desired result in the animal sort of "The Red", who took on the hostility not for personal insult, but that this mere man thought himself anything as great as a dragon, the mythic king of monsters and magic. That is what drove him to his action and the rapid shift from calm, stable bystander to roaring rage of almost blur-like motion.

Lips curved in a snarl, the movement he took was one fluid, practiced grasping motion that accompanied his step in; it was as sudden in surprise as his change of demeanor, moving with speed despite his scale. With the broad reach that came with him, "The Red" clenched upon the inner portion of Roanoke's arm as the palm of the younger man's formerly outstretched hand now laid to the wild's man's limb, caught in a grab. As quickly as the One-Red-in-Claw-and-Fang moved, he came to a sudden stop, tightening his grasp and proving to look the other man dead in the eye from beneath the lioness cowl he bore.

"You are arrogant." The savage snarled with the same uttered growl of a warning tiger.

"This is not some quest for the glory or honor of others - this is for your own gain." He continued, not letting the tension of his grip upon Roanoke's arm relent; allowing it to remain in the clutches of his thick hand.

"Your delusions will get others killed..." "The Red" proved to add a light tilt to his head, "If not yourself."

With a freeing yet foreceful throw, the wilder released Roanoke's arm, letting it rapidly return to the man's side with an audible jingle as the portions of chainmail brushed against one another. At the same time he did not leave the man's space of comfort, allowing his presence to be both felt physically and psychologically.

"Unless your notion of dragons will undo the greater evils at work here, do not waste their time - let alone mine - with your fantasies of 'heroic glory'."
@The Harbinger of Ferocity lol I got so confused for a minute, because I didn't pay attention to who you were mentioning. But someone is being arrogant and snide?


I hope this helps bring in some plot reason as to why we should do this, other than delusions of glory. That, and I felt it entirely appropriate given the characters involved and their most recent actions.
Because the level of arrogant snide remarks and seeming lack of understanding at the consequence, this would happen.

Nothing personal at @KazeXDZ.
I could not agree more, in part because there's also so much sunlight here that it is blinding.
There is no such thing as "luck".

Felines, regardless of their source, tend to vary among the spectrum of good or bad companion individually. Many black cats are part of superstition, as are cats as a whole - almost every culture sees them as having some sort of bizarre, supernatural qualities of some form. That said, a fair portion of European culture is not as kind to the cat as others have been, erroneously enough to help prolong the Black Death, throw them from a belfry as part of a "holiday", bagging, burning and drowning of cats, associating them with witchcraft, evil and misfortune among other less than pleasant things.

The real answer is that a house cat can make for an excellent companion provided the cat actually has a good personality; some cats are just lazy, others too energetic for their own good. It takes involvement and effort to groom a cat's persona, and in the long run the cat ultimately is the deciding factor, not the person.

I would strongly advise you to, with October approaching - in particular if you get a black cat - ensure they're strictly kept in doors should you get cats. A lot of cruel mischief is done to animals, in particular cats as Halloween approaches.
I do, however, understand your complaint when it's a blatantly careless labeling for the sake of being different--the people who do that are abusing the identity for special snowflake purposes, but the line isn't particularly clear between a special baby and a genuinely transgender character whose gender identity simply has little effect IC. Since that's the case, perhaps give characters like that the benefit of the doubt since there's no issue to be had, honestly.


This is the same issue I have encountered before, or even read into abroad. It isn't that there's anything wrong with being a transgender character, let alone person - that is not the debate - it is that there are those making it almost a trend. It is not an integrated element of the character, it is a throwaway concept that's being handled poorly by some as an excuse to "be different" when characters are perceived as "too normal".

Benefit of the doubt and the sort yes, but it leaves the wrong impression when there are those who use elements like this as crude character tools, rather than elements of personality. At least when it is becoming a notable, steady increase.

It is not a request to, "Hey, play up elements of your gender 'type'." so much as it is, "You put this down on a character sheet. Incorporate it."
Fake conversation is a loathsome thing... in particular when it requires one to attempt to meet the expectations of the scenario.
I am the sort where I prefer for my neighbors to never know I so much as lived there. I am not fond of the entire neighborhood competition club that tends to transpire from my experience. That, and I do not really seek out interaction unless it is my preferred genres. Fortunately, my neighbors avoid one another here.
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