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un: timaeusTestified | text | Birthday Boy
Turning 21 has been a completely underrated experience. I was expecting the blackout and loss of time. Even the warping to a new place isn't out of the realm of estimated probability.
But being genetically altered is a plot twist. I assume it is so we can fuck the monsters.
I call dibs on the raven dude.
cw: looots of kink/fetish/nsfw jokes/conversation going on in this here post.
But being genetically altered is a plot twist. I assume it is so we can fuck the monsters.
I call dibs on the raven dude.
cw: looots of kink/fetish/nsfw jokes/conversation going on in this here post.
cw: suicidal thoughts/depression/mental health
(They can both be on wobbly footing. He's never really described himself to anyone before. He knew that's what he had been entailing with his question but welp. Action meet consequence.)
Natural born fighters. It's actually reassuring to hear that. This place kind of freaks me out with the potential for calm. Some fucked up part of me hopes that there are as many terrible things as people say there are.
Is your society primarily run by the females of it? I am mostly asking because humanity has a tendency to generalize everyone with he/him pronouns and I have noticed you tend to use she/her pronouns. It might mean nothing, but I'm curious anyway. For humanity, it was sort of a sexist thing.
(Wow.
Okay, yeah. That's a question. How does he even...He stares blankly at a wall for a second, and something comes to mind, but he buries it back down immediately. He is not saying that.)
Never. I just exist.
(It's not true, but it's the simplest answer that didn't make him feel too raw and exposed.)
I do love a screamer :) You'll have to forgive me for being the more quiet type.
dirk.....
Your looks, alas, elude me still.
[Though he could simply ask for a picture back and have Iskierka look at it for him.
That somehow felt like either cheating or capitulating. He's not sure which yet.]
Guaranteed there are more than they say they are. The locals, the Trenchies, keep quiet about some of the threats out of respect for what might be listening. They'll tell you what to do about them, and you should do what they say, but they won't always tell you what's coming.
More's the pity.
Which is to say that is fucked up but I understand it. Much the same way myself now. [Now.]
"Run by" isn't what I'd call it. We all have a hand in running society. But women lead more often than men. They're larger than we are, quicker into fights but also steadier at judging when to fight. She who defends the nest rules the world, and all that.
I don't know quite what you mean by "sexist," but if you're thinking by analogy to human societies where women are no more than pretty baubles the men fight over, it isn't the reverse of that. I still have to do all the fighting over women WHILE being pretty. 🙁 What a treat if they fought over me. I'd ruin my makeup less that way.
To be less flip, men fight and work alongside women. We're generals and Warlords and even Princes. Though women still have the final word in bearing children and founding a line. Mothers are the best judges of that.
Most of the time. [His own is extremely excepted.
Also wound him further, Dirk, why don't you.
There isn't really a good response to that answer. Not talking at this distance.
So:]
Same.
[This is surreal, switching between the mask and the face so freely. Realizing someone else is doing the same thing and playing along with that rhythm.]
The strong, silent type? Human men wear that one so well.
sad boys club (cw: ...explicit nsfw jokes)
I'm 6'0 with pale skin and platinum color hair which pretty much looks white. It's natural. I keep it styled in spikes. I wear pointy sunglasses all the time. I have orange eyes. Also natural. I work out a lot, which you can confirm if you ever touch me, so I'm muscular but not massive with muscle.
I have a tattoo of a dumb smiley face on my arm. I have some scars on my hands and body from when I was younger but they are mostly pale now. I get freckles when I stay out too long in the sun. I have a straight nose and jawline.
My dick is massive and my asshole is waxed & bleached. It is known to some as the Promised Land.
(And perfect way to end that. He was suffocating from the sincerity for a second there.)
When we meet you can feel all that out to confirm.
I can kind of get where they are coming from. It's like jinxing a bad situation. Could be that if they told us too much, worse might happen, and there is always the slim possibility that what they are afraid of won't happen. Cosmic powers are rarely predictable and the Pthumerians seem both powerful and intelligent. Dangerous combo. Though not dangerous enough that society has been choked out, so they can't be too bad. These people seem content enough with their lives.
Or they might just be jaded. If it's all they know.
I see. Interesting. Obviously, I did not grow up in traditional human society, but I know about its issues from the past. Sexism seemed rampant. It was a lot deeper than that I believe. People tended to try and argue that women were completely lesser in every way. Fucked up. But human society had a lot of fucked up systemic issues. I'm not too sad to have missed it sometimes.
So children are important to your kind. Can only women have children?
(God, he is so glad for that.)
Yeah, pretty much.
Also I'm still not that used to actually talking to others. Even when I did talk to my friends, it was primarily through text communication.
(He's not saying he's shy about talking out loud but he's shy about talking out loud.)
depression & dongs, just a normal conversation, cw: kinda tribal view of gender
Death and disuse hadn't put too much dust on it; he can still build up a simulacrum of Dirk before his mind's eye. Muscular, taller than him, thicker of limb like all humans are, but he's even almost of sensible coloration. Sure, you'd see a little blood through his skin, but almost...
What someone chose to exclude or include in a description was often as informative as the thing itself. Doubly so for a self-description. This one is curiously factual, without much of the elaboration one would expect from someone with such an aggressive verbal display.
Well, until the last two lines. He snorts--surprise, dim amusement--and waves away the mental image after filling in one of those details.
Masks and veils. Given he'd grown up with only one other person to practice on, Dirk's deft enough with his to be very interesting. And the flaws in his performance ached distantly to witness.]
I can, can I? All of it, on our very first meeting? I might need to take the rest of the day off and skip ahead of the other pilgrims you're lining up.
[He's got a hunch about something. Let them see where it went...]
Exactly that. They remind me of my own people in that way and many others. A proper respect even reverence for the powers of the world that they cannot control. And recognize they can't control. They do better than mere survival with it. Even the practical ones.
That relationship to their gods is a complex one. You know they credit one of the Pthumerians for their continued existence even?
They weren't aren't pardon me, ours are still alive, all gratitude to Generation, alone in that. Evil is easy and good is hard for everyone, mortal or elf, though we tell ourselves it's easier for them to get trapped by their own short-sightedness. Some of those fucked-up systemic things had a survival benefit for the societies they started in, but they've long outgrown the need of their systems and don't realize it yet.
They are very, very important. [So important they broke their own immortality for more and hadn't regretted it.] They are our hope and future.
And if you mean, are we like the dwarves where anyone can sire or bear a child but some call themselves women, no. If you mean, are we like the orcs where "woman" and "female" go together as often as not, also no, though we have a few spirits among us born in bodies opposite their sex. Otherwise, only women have children.
That's so? Another reason to continue in your preferred method.
Though I like your voice. [snoopers be snooping] Don't know if it's the way the blood magic renders you, but you've got an accent like a low-plains sparrow. Feels a little like home.
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yes they have texas elves]