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Entry tags:
- arknights: gavial,
- culture (the): demeisen,
- enderal: jade the prophetess,
- ennead: set,
- expanse (the): amos burton,
- fate/: flat escardos,
- fate/: sakamoto ryouma,
- fate/: tezcatlipoca,
- legend of zelda (the): link,
- life is strange: chloe price,
- practical guide to evil: akua sahelian,
- pumpkin scissors: alice l. malvin,
- suikoden: yuber,
- zone-00: kiritsubo
techalaniani. [cw: dr...ugs...]
[ It’s about two weeks after the chaos that’s hit Highstorm and Springstar both. The dust has had time to settle and people have started to pick themselves back up. And in that busy time, the Shard-Bearers of Kenos are touched by someone new. It’s a mind that gives the impression of vastness in the way that other gods and similarly supernatural creatures have. There’s dark, fragrant smoke of copal, and the humid heat of a rainforest. It probably feels faintly familiar to some, since there’s just a hint of that warmth that feels similar to a certain sun god(dess)…
But as it focuses, that warmth seems to be coming from a campfire, perhaps oddly. The logs around it offer you a “seat”, whether proverbial or not, and it’s only if you take one that the speak themselves will come into more focus. But the introduction that comes with it is much cooler (in both senses of the word) than the bubbly Quetzalcoatl. ]
Yo.
[ …Is that how the newest god is greeting the masses? Yep. Apparently so. ]
I talked to enough people when Kenos was jerking me around [ no, that was me, the player, ] that Communion is just more efficient. So, for those I’ve met and for those I haven’t, consider this a more formal greeting. You’ve removed my brother Quetzalcoatl and allowed me to descend in his stead.
[ And even though he’s identified Quetzalcoatl as his brother… The smirk in that statement is unmistakable. He’s pleased that Quetzalcoatl is dead. For those that know the mythology of the Aztec pantheon even faintly, this wouldn’t be a surprise at all, since Quetzalcoatl only has one enemy that would be glad to see the feathered serpent fall. ]
Name’s Tezcatlipoca. Tloque nahuaque. [ The Nahuatl is spoken with a sense of power that’s subtle, but still raw, even though there’s no one that would understand it. Still, it conveys the idea well enough—this is no minor god of that pantheon. ] If you know me, great, and if you don’t, well. Met your god Set one of the times I was stoppin’ by, and our whole deal is similar enough. I am conflict, so in the spirit of fairness, I’ve thrown my lot in with Zenith. Can’t have two gods that oversee war and conflict on the same side, yeah?
[ There’s humor in his tone that makes it seem like it’s a joke, but… No. It’s not. That’s a pretty significant part of his rationale for picking Zenith. Thanks Set!/Don’t worry about. ]
Anyways. All that formal shit aside, easy one to follow it all up. Ain’t often that I got a human body to enjoy getting fucked up. So, if you’ve got a preference for weed, hit me up. Workin’ on somethin’ artisanal there, but I wanna know the poisons of preference for the locals. Let me know what you get fucked up on, and I might even make it worth your while.
[ …So. You know. That’s one way to introduce yourself. ]
But as it focuses, that warmth seems to be coming from a campfire, perhaps oddly. The logs around it offer you a “seat”, whether proverbial or not, and it’s only if you take one that the speak themselves will come into more focus. But the introduction that comes with it is much cooler (in both senses of the word) than the bubbly Quetzalcoatl. ]
Yo.
[ …Is that how the newest god is greeting the masses? Yep. Apparently so. ]
I talked to enough people when Kenos was jerking me around [ no, that was me, the player, ] that Communion is just more efficient. So, for those I’ve met and for those I haven’t, consider this a more formal greeting. You’ve removed my brother Quetzalcoatl and allowed me to descend in his stead.
[ And even though he’s identified Quetzalcoatl as his brother… The smirk in that statement is unmistakable. He’s pleased that Quetzalcoatl is dead. For those that know the mythology of the Aztec pantheon even faintly, this wouldn’t be a surprise at all, since Quetzalcoatl only has one enemy that would be glad to see the feathered serpent fall. ]
Name’s Tezcatlipoca. Tloque nahuaque. [ The Nahuatl is spoken with a sense of power that’s subtle, but still raw, even though there’s no one that would understand it. Still, it conveys the idea well enough—this is no minor god of that pantheon. ] If you know me, great, and if you don’t, well. Met your god Set one of the times I was stoppin’ by, and our whole deal is similar enough. I am conflict, so in the spirit of fairness, I’ve thrown my lot in with Zenith. Can’t have two gods that oversee war and conflict on the same side, yeah?
[ There’s humor in his tone that makes it seem like it’s a joke, but… No. It’s not. That’s a pretty significant part of his rationale for picking Zenith. Thanks Set!/Don’t worry about. ]
Anyways. All that formal shit aside, easy one to follow it all up. Ain’t often that I got a human body to enjoy getting fucked up. So, if you’ve got a preference for weed, hit me up. Workin’ on somethin’ artisanal there, but I wanna know the poisons of preference for the locals. Let me know what you get fucked up on, and I might even make it worth your while.
[ …So. You know. That’s one way to introduce yourself. ]
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Give me the credit I deserve! You are just jealous that you were not here to shoot it too.
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That ain’t the credit I fuckin’ mean. Hell yeah I wanted to shoot it! It sounded fuckin’ cool!!
[ the most TCH of tches follows ]
I mean my acolyte. The guy that actually did the deed for killin’ Birdie. That’s the kinda credit I’m givin’!
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[ a brat who snapped you in half and dissipated you seconds after you officially arrived ]
How is an act of open war not worth your time? Ooh, I'm Tezcatlinyanyan — I'm locked in an eternal conflict so intense that I won't manifest if my brother's here! Ooh, Silco's my acolyte 'cause he officially opened the doors to mass slaughter and execution of fellow Shard-Bearers — YOU JERK! What am I, chopped liver?
[ BRAT ]
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I didn’t say it wasn’t worth my time! Just on the scale of things I give a shit about, war is cool, yeah, but killing Quetzalcoatl is on a different level, you little shit.
[ Set may be taller than Tezcatlipoca. This does not matter. He is assigned little. ]
But fuckin’ fine, if that’s what you wanna make this about, sure. Great job. You managed to do something actually interesting compared to anything else around here, so thanks for that. You want a high five or something?
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[ He says this because a) it's true, b) it'll annoy Tezca and c) he got his Payment for slaughtering his family from the guy who did it. Which basically means there's no grudge he has to hold against either the jaguar god or a certain ratman with a fetish for theatrics. Also, Set's entire person is — not as tense, as it once was. A death, a weapon, a vision of his world and experiences filling him have left him a little more even-keel. A little more fixated on there only being one path forward, intent upon being faithful to his side. ]
You smell a little like her, though. Or is it that she smelled like you?
[ cat behavior, sniffing and rubbing against niisan's ankles but also biting the moment he's pet ]
I wanna' hang out. [ again? have they even gone out for the first time ] You gotta' let me catch you up on all the conflicts and bombs waiting to go off in this place.
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Like me. There are four Tezcatlipoca, and they other three are my little siblings and my cast-offs. I’m the only one with the right to the name proper. Quetzalcoatl’s just the only one who’s a real pain in the ass.
[ He doesn’t usually explain this kind of thing. Most of the time, it doesn’t make any damn sense to others, so Set is only getting it because he’s a god too, so such things aren’t as strange. But also, it’s rather close to a direct answer, and tricksters just don’t give those! He’s an annoying little brother indeed… ]
—But yeah, sure. I’m hanging in Kowloon now, since at least I’ve got a place down here. [ thanks silco ♥ ] But wherever. I’m still working on figurin’ out what I really want to put my effort into, so ain’t got shit going on at the moment.
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Well, how about I come down and you be my sponsor so I don't have to drag any hostiles into Ryad. Again. They have this thing for targeting Meridian, but since I'm the only one routinely going down there for anything, I thought they'd learn by now.
[ whine whine whine
he's snapped a lot of people in half for "going with the flow" in kowloon, but they seem a bit slow on the uptake ]
I could take you to my favorite den of iniquity, or we could go bar hopping! I'll give you the lowdown on what's been going on — though I doubt any of it will be as good as what you already got out of it. For now.
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[ Tezcatlipoca doesn't elaborate on what happened to them, because there's no need! It's practically understood implicitly between them, right? ]
Yeah, sounds good. Let's go bar hoppin', since that Gregor dude is starting to get suspicious about the "tab" I have at Silco's.
[ This is a tab that he definitely said "no, Silco's got me, I swear" several times to. He has no intention of paying up. He'll just go complain to Silco and get it forgiven, or such is his plan. ]
But we can meet outside Draumahol, if that works for you.
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[ Actually, the two of them could pass as twins if they got it together and made the attempt. Also, Set is definitely partial to blonde hair ( he's so weak to blondes ), but changing his own hair would make him look, well. More like his sister. The blonde one. Nephthys. His wife. Since they are siblings.
Anyways. ] The Drama-hole works just fine as a meeting place. You want me to wear anything special? Bring some of my plants down for you? I have plenty you might be interested in, what with all your talk of artisanal goods.
[ It means he'll have to use Akua's Cornerstone in the Burning Gardens, rather than the one Silco allowed him to use. The direct connection into his office, since he'd like to keep that relationship under wraps still. He's gotten his pound of flesh from Silco, he doesn't want to push his luck with the other full-faith Zenite nowadays. Not as highly Harmonized as he is, too. ]
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[ He laughs, since symbolism and metaphor being something so real and concrete is kind of normal for gods... So, it becomes funny as a result. It's a joke with a very small audience. ]
I'd say wear anything you don't mind getting fucked up. [ ... ] Or losing, I guess. If you're makin' the trip, might as well make a whole night out of it, right? So, yeah, bring somethin' fun from your gardens. I'm down to get a lil' crossfaded tonight.