Welcome to my humble little Blog!

first of all, some ground rules: Transphobes, homophobes, white supremacists DNI. If you've come to share memes, please keep them not extremely gorey and definitely not sexual.

If you've come to RP, keep in mind I follow the Yes-And Style of RP on this blog. which is to say, I won't contradict anything canon on an rp post but also will post crazy things within such canon, and expect you to respect my additions as much as I respect yours.

RP characters, at someones request:

Sirius: main character this blog represents, though not in any way a main character. Archmage of life, and a skilled Biomancer. Findable at: his wizard tower, or traveling the world with Raha. Last name: delmhar, but he never shares his last name intentionally.

Akari Dae: Demigod of War. Young male adult, black hair, bloodred eyes. owns at least one warriors' academy. Findable at: his city's castle, wandering the multiverse alone.

Atalia: student at Menoa's School. young girl. she is usually, at the start of RPs, extremely lost, either due to unforseen circumstances or her own foolishness.

Menoa frostwalker: head of aforementioned school. Young Male Adult, long blond hair, Bright blue eyes. usually found in his school or wandering the world

Ciernen Vars: ???. Young Male Adult, short blond hair, bright green eyes. usually findable wandering the world, although he does often return to his greenhouse.

Paragon: ???. Young Male Adult, black hair, purple eyes. some kind of deity of indeterminate domain. Usually busy, however; flooded with paperwork. Findable at: his office in the Realm of the Fundamentally Divine, but you have to get through 8 sheets of paperwork and wait 6-8 business weeks to meet him.

Taxex: ??? Indeterminate age fox-kin with a fox "mask" over his face. instead of visible eyes beyond the oversized eye holes, theres only one point of golden light in each socket. Findable at: wandering the multiverses, sometimes alone, sometimes with friends

Ilium: ??? Young man with dark, scaly blue and black lizard lower body. also a "crown" of black horns on his head. findable at: wandering the world, but it is possible to follow him into the Realm of the Soulmáther.

Raha: ??? Adult catfolk. found usually with an oversized greatsword, a sword of paralyzing fear, or a jawbone hook, and an annoying amount of knives. monster and bounty hunter. usually found wandering the world, alone or with Sirius

Drageon: ???. findable at ???

Theras(formerly Weaver): Adult androgynous humanoid, glowing with magical energy. behind them float several dozen comically oversized needles, in formation like a peacock. each needle is connected to Weaver's back via a very loose glowing white thread. findable at: their mountaintop shrine.

Ceras: shapeshifter, ???. usually found wandering the world.

Detta: Dark-scaled dragonborn always clad in white ceramic armor fitted almost perfectly to his form. findable at: wandering the world, looking for what he lost.

Mook 5: white dragonborn: dumb, loyal, and strong. always calls his boss "Boss". Findable at: wandering the worlds, looking for a new boss.

Mooks: alter version of Mook 5. a collective semi-hivemind of constructs, can make more constructs but only the original 2 are immune to antimagic.

Charre: albino lion-human hybrid. FIndable at: either the Shrine of the Force Lion, or wandering the worlds.

Kastal: dark-haired woman. skilled bard, extremely ambitious. Findable At: wandering the worlds, looking for power and trouble

Timaeus Sandston: ??? some dark-skinned guy it appears. Findable At: his flying Observatory.

"Echo": ??? another just some guy. Findable At: wandering the worlds

"Shade": ??? some kind of fiend. Findable At: wandering the worlds.

Kama Steelwing: ??? hybrid between a humanoid, some kind of cat, and some kind of hawk. findable at: wandering the worlds

Meher Darkstone: ??? a creature of steel and stone. findable at: wandering the worlds.

Draako: a certain demon, once a feathered lizardfolk. bit of a planar scholar. is currently only in one RP with no current plans to branch out- at least until that RP completes.

Burning wrath(aka Burn): a creature of light and capriciousness. vaguely elfen humanoid.

yearning call of dream and song: ???. findable at: wandering the worlds.

Kaladie/RekBo: a kobold tinkerer and her mech.

Kaspardus: white dragon as a result of a tf rp. is now his own character.

The Kashtaa Clan: a clan of 16 kobolds. somethings up with them tho...

Selyee: ??? found wandering the worlds.

Casateana: humanoid thing kind of guy, digitigrade legs with tail. silver-grey spikes for hair and a gleaming crystal set into his forehead. currently works full-time as a general employee for @kajeet-da-traveling-merchant

Ryujen: same species as Casateana, red skin, orange crystal.

Rheinyr: one of the many students at one of Akari's many Academies. a very proficient warrior with close-to-negative magic resistance. the token weaksauce of rp chars.

If anyone has gleaned information about any of my characters from my roleplays, feel free to ask for it to be added to the description of the character. I'll add it only if it's true.

unless i've specifically told you not to, feel free to send random roleplay asks. i might not reply *immediately*, but likely will eventually- I enjoy them, after all.

Meta posts(post that describe how i rule differing aspects of stories)

tags I guess: #serious enough tabaxi: finished rps. may be inconsistent.

#theatre of fools: my shitposts. home sourced

#the lorekeeper's crystal: lore about various things

#serious sings: songs i've made

#to speak anew: language translation stuff

#drawn to sight: art, either made by or commissioned by me

other stuff:

'Art should be a product of the raw fury of imagery and emotions swirling in my brain not mathematically calculated hues and values and shit.' -kobold-factory

my secondary blog where i put my dnd ideas:

wizard island specific rp blog:

I dont know exactly what i'd call this but I'm Doing It now so...

Also:

*so, what do you do with THIS information*

*Akari decides to expedite the extraction process to NOW, so that he doesn't have to ask permission from whoever fills the power vacuum.*

*meanwhile, a mysterious fellow has stolen the body containing Tap's soul, for... unknown reasons.*

*The technate is currently in "national mourning day" where everyone gets a day off work and heightened personal freedoms, so people are a bit distracted to notice what you're doing*

*whatever was in the once-magocracy lands is stealthily removed.*

*meanwhile, in his labs, Menoa prepares a resurrection. with the soul of Tap and some last-minute copied personality data, he hopes to constitute enough soul-force to refabricate Tap from what little there is remaining. he knows this must stay absolutely secret, so he's hidden away in a practically impossible-to-find world sequence.*

Menoa: all systems operational, beginning body formation.

*fancy lights and strange runes flash on panels as Menoa inputs commands at a rapid pace into a central console.*

*what little sense of self is extracted from the personality copy and the soul, combining to form a shadow of tap- a bare imprint, enough- hopefully- to restore a dead being.*

Menoa: inputting arcanomaterial. *a flow of bluish goop glowing with magic flows into the tube with the shadow, filling it. slowly, it begins to seep into the shadow, creating a dark blue body. a percentage bar shows up- 0.1% complete.*

Menoa: and all thats left is the waiting.

*it begins to schlorp and sludge about in the tank*

Menoa: oh- we have activity. excellent.

*you continue to sit there, waiting, for hours, until the bluish sludge congeals into a torso, arms, and head, that flops limply against the glass*

*GGAAASSSPP*

Oh my GOD I

Menoa: don't worry. how are you feeling? is your soul cohesive enough, or do you feel like you're slowly falling apart?

I don't feel much worse than my previous experience coming back after dying and I had to be shoved in a tube to hold my anatomy together.

I'm enemies with ZUCHIN so it feels like I go through this bullshit like eight times a week.

*they sound less like how you remember them talking and more like beetlejuice*

Menoa: good, so you're stable.

Menoa: the progress is reportedly at 98.9%, so we may need to chat a minute longer while you're finishing reconstituting.

uhgh, makes sense, considering how I seem to be lacking my fucking eyes and legs.

So, what made you want to bring me back from the whole "being dead" thing?

Menoa: well, i've not had any progress with some of my research into your origin... but, i'm still working on figuring some of this stuff out. and i can't have you dying before getting your answer, now.

huh, that's... you... you care about me?

Menoa: yes, in.. enough ways

ergh...

well, ok, first off, have you figured out the answer to the ONE QUESTION no one seems to be able to answer: are Sirius's "dream goats" the Folk of Leng? I don't know a ton about them, but I know SOME.

Menoa: no, they're actually a divergent evolution that went extinct about 6,000 years ago.

Menoa: hence the difficulty of discovery.

Menoa: and the root of my research.

FINALLY

wait...

which went extinct?

Menoa: yyyup. which adds even more mystery to why you appeared now...

...he tried to nuke my son! LIKE HELL I STAND BACK AND WATCH!

Akari: so, you're angry at him for figthing back against you attacking his ego, his self-respect, for HOW long?

Akari: did you really not see that YOU brought this upon yourself?

*collar grab* I BURIED THAT HATCHET YEARS AGO! AND AGAIN, BROUGHT MY LOVED ONES INTO THIS...

Akari: you buried the hatchet... how, exactly? by imposing your will upon him again?

Akari: that isn't peace. that's OPPRESSION.

HE LITERALLY DECIDED ON WORLD TAKEOVER!

Akari: when you push someone hard enough, they BREAK. and you didn't even notice it, did you...?

...he tried to nuke my son! LIKE HELL I STAND BACK AND WATCH!

Akari: so, you're angry at him for figthing back against you attacking his ego, his self-respect, for HOW long?

Akari: did you really not see that YOU brought this upon yourself?

*collar grab* I BURIED THAT HATCHET YEARS AGO! AND AGAIN, BROUGHT MY LOVED ONES INTO THIS...

Akari: you buried the hatchet... how, exactly? by imposing your will upon him again?

Akari: that isn't peace. that's OPPRESSION.

*so, what do you do with THIS information*

*Akari decides to expedite the extraction process to NOW, so that he doesn't have to ask permission from whoever fills the power vacuum.*

*meanwhile, a mysterious fellow has stolen the body containing Tap's soul, for... unknown reasons.*

*The technate is currently in "national mourning day" where everyone gets a day off work and heightened personal freedoms, so people are a bit distracted to notice what you're doing*

*whatever was in the once-magocracy lands is stealthily removed.*

*meanwhile, in his labs, Menoa prepares a resurrection. with the soul of Tap and some last-minute copied personality data, he hopes to constitute enough soul-force to refabricate Tap from what little there is remaining. he knows this must stay absolutely secret, so he's hidden away in a practically impossible-to-find world sequence.*

Menoa: all systems operational, beginning body formation.

*fancy lights and strange runes flash on panels as Menoa inputs commands at a rapid pace into a central console.*

*what little sense of self is extracted from the personality copy and the soul, combining to form a shadow of tap- a bare imprint, enough- hopefully- to restore a dead being.*

Menoa: inputting arcanomaterial. *a flow of bluish goop glowing with magic flows into the tube with the shadow, filling it. slowly, it begins to seep into the shadow, creating a dark blue body. a percentage bar shows up- 0.1% complete.*

Menoa: and all thats left is the waiting.

*it begins to schlorp and sludge about in the tank*

Menoa: oh- we have activity. excellent.

*you continue to sit there, waiting, for hours, until the bluish sludge congeals into a torso, arms, and head, that flops limply against the glass*

*GGAAASSSPP*

Oh my GOD I

Menoa: don't worry. how are you feeling? is your soul cohesive enough, or do you feel like you're slowly falling apart?

I don't feel much worse than my previous experience coming back after dying and I had to be shoved in a tube to hold my anatomy together.

I'm enemies with ZUCHIN so it feels like I go through this bullshit like eight times a week.

*they sound less like how you remember them talking and more like beetlejuice*

Menoa: good, so you're stable.

Menoa: the progress is reportedly at 98.9%, so we may need to chat a minute longer while you're finishing reconstituting.

uhgh, makes sense, considering how I seem to be lacking my fucking eyes and legs.

So, what made you want to bring me back from the whole "being dead" thing?

Menoa: well, i've not had any progress with some of my research into your origin... but, i'm still working on figuring some of this stuff out. and i can't have you dying before getting your answer, now.

huh, that's... you... you care about me?

Menoa: yes, in.. enough ways

ergh...

well, ok, first off, have you figured out the answer to the ONE QUESTION no one seems to be able to answer: are Sirius's "dream goats" the Folk of Leng? I don't know a ton about them, but I know SOME.

Menoa: no, they're actually a divergent evolution that went extinct about 6,000 years ago.

Menoa: hence the difficulty of discovery.

Menoa: and the root of my research.

i like tboy paws

i like tgirl paws

...he tried to nuke my son! LIKE HELL I STAND BACK AND WATCH!

Akari: so, you're angry at him for figthing back against you attacking his ego, his self-respect, for HOW long?

Akari: did you really not see that YOU brought this upon yourself?

*so, what do you do with THIS information*

*Akari decides to expedite the extraction process to NOW, so that he doesn't have to ask permission from whoever fills the power vacuum.*

*meanwhile, a mysterious fellow has stolen the body containing Tap's soul, for... unknown reasons.*

*The technate is currently in "national mourning day" where everyone gets a day off work and heightened personal freedoms, so people are a bit distracted to notice what you're doing*

*whatever was in the once-magocracy lands is stealthily removed.*

*meanwhile, in his labs, Menoa prepares a resurrection. with the soul of Tap and some last-minute copied personality data, he hopes to constitute enough soul-force to refabricate Tap from what little there is remaining. he knows this must stay absolutely secret, so he's hidden away in a practically impossible-to-find world sequence.*

Menoa: all systems operational, beginning body formation.

*fancy lights and strange runes flash on panels as Menoa inputs commands at a rapid pace into a central console.*

*what little sense of self is extracted from the personality copy and the soul, combining to form a shadow of tap- a bare imprint, enough- hopefully- to restore a dead being.*

Menoa: inputting arcanomaterial. *a flow of bluish goop glowing with magic flows into the tube with the shadow, filling it. slowly, it begins to seep into the shadow, creating a dark blue body. a percentage bar shows up- 0.1% complete.*

Menoa: and all thats left is the waiting.

*it begins to schlorp and sludge about in the tank*

Menoa: oh- we have activity. excellent.

*you continue to sit there, waiting, for hours, until the bluish sludge congeals into a torso, arms, and head, that flops limply against the glass*

*GGAAASSSPP*

Oh my GOD I

Menoa: don't worry. how are you feeling? is your soul cohesive enough, or do you feel like you're slowly falling apart?

I don't feel much worse than my previous experience coming back after dying and I had to be shoved in a tube to hold my anatomy together.

I'm enemies with ZUCHIN so it feels like I go through this bullshit like eight times a week.

*they sound less like how you remember them talking and more like beetlejuice*

Menoa: good, so you're stable.

Menoa: the progress is reportedly at 98.9%, so we may need to chat a minute longer while you're finishing reconstituting.

uhgh, makes sense, considering how I seem to be lacking my fucking eyes and legs.

So, what made you want to bring me back from the whole "being dead" thing?

Menoa: well, i've not had any progress with some of my research into your origin... but, i'm still working on figuring some of this stuff out. and i can't have you dying before getting your answer, now.

huh, that's... you... you care about me?

Menoa: yes, in.. enough ways

*so, what do you do with THIS information*

*Akari decides to expedite the extraction process to NOW, so that he doesn't have to ask permission from whoever fills the power vacuum.*

*meanwhile, a mysterious fellow has stolen the body containing Tap's soul, for... unknown reasons.*

*The technate is currently in "national mourning day" where everyone gets a day off work and heightened personal freedoms, so people are a bit distracted to notice what you're doing*

*whatever was in the once-magocracy lands is stealthily removed.*

*meanwhile, in his labs, Menoa prepares a resurrection. with the soul of Tap and some last-minute copied personality data, he hopes to constitute enough soul-force to refabricate Tap from what little there is remaining. he knows this must stay absolutely secret, so he's hidden away in a practically impossible-to-find world sequence.*

Menoa: all systems operational, beginning body formation.

*fancy lights and strange runes flash on panels as Menoa inputs commands at a rapid pace into a central console.*

*what little sense of self is extracted from the personality copy and the soul, combining to form a shadow of tap- a bare imprint, enough- hopefully- to restore a dead being.*

Menoa: inputting arcanomaterial. *a flow of bluish goop glowing with magic flows into the tube with the shadow, filling it. slowly, it begins to seep into the shadow, creating a dark blue body. a percentage bar shows up- 0.1% complete.*

Menoa: and all thats left is the waiting.

*it begins to schlorp and sludge about in the tank*

Menoa: oh- we have activity. excellent.

*you continue to sit there, waiting, for hours, until the bluish sludge congeals into a torso, arms, and head, that flops limply against the glass*

*GGAAASSSPP*

Oh my GOD I

Menoa: don't worry. how are you feeling? is your soul cohesive enough, or do you feel like you're slowly falling apart?

I don't feel much worse than my previous experience coming back after dying and I had to be shoved in a tube to hold my anatomy together.

I'm enemies with ZUCHIN so it feels like I go through this bullshit like eight times a week.

*they sound less like how you remember them talking and more like beetlejuice*

Menoa: good, so you're stable.

Menoa: the progress is reportedly at 98.9%, so we may need to chat a minute longer while you're finishing reconstituting.

uhgh, makes sense, considering how I seem to be lacking my fucking eyes and legs.

So, what made you want to bring me back from the whole "being dead" thing?

Menoa: well, i've not had any progress with some of my research into your origin... but, i'm still working on figuring some of this stuff out. and i can't have you dying before getting your answer, now.

hey. can we normalize not touching peoples comfort objects. please.

long rant under cut

this !! please guys learn to respect boundaries

*so, what do you do with THIS information*

*Akari decides to expedite the extraction process to NOW, so that he doesn't have to ask permission from whoever fills the power vacuum.*

*meanwhile, a mysterious fellow has stolen the body containing Tap's soul, for... unknown reasons.*

*The technate is currently in "national mourning day" where everyone gets a day off work and heightened personal freedoms, so people are a bit distracted to notice what you're doing*

*whatever was in the once-magocracy lands is stealthily removed.*

*meanwhile, in his labs, Menoa prepares a resurrection. with the soul of Tap and some last-minute copied personality data, he hopes to constitute enough soul-force to refabricate Tap from what little there is remaining. he knows this must stay absolutely secret, so he's hidden away in a practically impossible-to-find world sequence.*

Menoa: all systems operational, beginning body formation.

*fancy lights and strange runes flash on panels as Menoa inputs commands at a rapid pace into a central console.*

*what little sense of self is extracted from the personality copy and the soul, combining to form a shadow of tap- a bare imprint, enough- hopefully- to restore a dead being.*

Menoa: inputting arcanomaterial. *a flow of bluish goop glowing with magic flows into the tube with the shadow, filling it. slowly, it begins to seep into the shadow, creating a dark blue body. a percentage bar shows up- 0.1% complete.*

Menoa: and all thats left is the waiting.

*it begins to schlorp and sludge about in the tank*

Menoa: oh- we have activity. excellent.

*you continue to sit there, waiting, for hours, until the bluish sludge congeals into a torso, arms, and head, that flops limply against the glass*

*GGAAASSSPP*

Oh my GOD I

Menoa: don't worry. how are you feeling? is your soul cohesive enough, or do you feel like you're slowly falling apart?

I don't feel much worse than my previous experience coming back after dying and I had to be shoved in a tube to hold my anatomy together.

I'm enemies with ZUCHIN so it feels like I go through this bullshit like eight times a week.

*they sound less like how you remember them talking and more like beetlejuice*

Menoa: good, so you're stable.

Menoa: the progress is reportedly at 98.9%, so we may need to chat a minute longer while you're finishing reconstituting.

*so, what do you do with THIS information*

*Akari decides to expedite the extraction process to NOW, so that he doesn't have to ask permission from whoever fills the power vacuum.*

*meanwhile, a mysterious fellow has stolen the body containing Tap's soul, for... unknown reasons.*

*The technate is currently in "national mourning day" where everyone gets a day off work and heightened personal freedoms, so people are a bit distracted to notice what you're doing*

*whatever was in the once-magocracy lands is stealthily removed.*

*meanwhile, in his labs, Menoa prepares a resurrection. with the soul of Tap and some last-minute copied personality data, he hopes to constitute enough soul-force to refabricate Tap from what little there is remaining. he knows this must stay absolutely secret, so he's hidden away in a practically impossible-to-find world sequence.*

Menoa: all systems operational, beginning body formation.

*fancy lights and strange runes flash on panels as Menoa inputs commands at a rapid pace into a central console.*

*what little sense of self is extracted from the personality copy and the soul, combining to form a shadow of tap- a bare imprint, enough- hopefully- to restore a dead being.*

Menoa: inputting arcanomaterial. *a flow of bluish goop glowing with magic flows into the tube with the shadow, filling it. slowly, it begins to seep into the shadow, creating a dark blue body. a percentage bar shows up- 0.1% complete.*

Menoa: and all thats left is the waiting.

*it begins to schlorp and sludge about in the tank*

Menoa: oh- we have activity. excellent.

*you continue to sit there, waiting, for hours, until the bluish sludge congeals into a torso, arms, and head, that flops limply against the glass*

*GGAAASSSPP*

Oh my GOD I

Menoa: don't worry. how are you feeling? is your soul cohesive enough, or do you feel like you're slowly falling apart?

Nonhuman expressions of affection are great. Purring. Exposing weak points as a show of trust. Head bonks. Preening and chewing. Nuzzling. Biting. Intertwining tails. Feeding each other. Little chuffs, chatters, beeps and squeaks. Fluffing up of feathers, fur or other things. Dancing to impress. Cleaning their fur, scales, feathers or skin. Sharing body heat. Ears pointing toward those you care about to show your full attention is on them. Slow blinking.

headbutting

/give valley_castanova patty:head_pat 4

ship of theseus except it's two robot girlfriends swapping parts until they're not sure whose bits started where and don't particularly care anymore

I am so mad that i cant be a crechure its so fucked up i am in a strictly human body. I want a tail and fur and shit wtf????