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nobu-25m · 9 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🥳

#mash rene figaro #edgar roni figaro #final fantasy 6 #ff6

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meranie · 2 years

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In my happy little discord, @thephoenixcave posted a pic of Locke with a disgruntled face + a bandana that said "Tuesday." Someone suggested that another ff6 character have some "Wednesday Booty Shorts" and, well... Mash has the bubblebutt [canonically], so.... it had to be done.

#my art #マッシュレネフィガロ #アホか #mash rene figaro #sabin rene figaro #ff6

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lordoftablecloths · 8 months

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list of silly cat names i found of available cats in shelteres near me:

please read all of them <3

cereal killer

mashed potato mary

floofy mama

cat tax holiday

duchess furrybottom

piecaken

halle with the good hair

wild turkey

zircon 18

disco inferno

minotaur

general erasmus dickinson

okay i cant not provide the picture for this one

eden 37

buddy boy

yogurt 16

T-1000

owen wilson

lilly singh

figaro

pecan pie

joxer the mighty 32

fire marshall bill

ancient society

hannibal lickter

paramedic paulie

mew wave

shenanigan

nomnoms

peewee herman

interpawl

green eggs and sam

bilbro baggins

bill nye the science guy

Mr. Brightside

EYE ROBOT

cream egg

cheese or flower

fluffer nutter

espolon

an american tail

Eggler

heres another image

spot two

spot one

peekaboo pirate

other side of the door 7

champagne problems

tigger bounce

sly

kit kit

anti-hero

theres like 18 pages of this

#kittyposting #:3

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grailfinders · 1 year

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Fate & Phantasms Viewers' Choice

it's that time once again, the time where we all gather to pick a build to show up next month! to help give the smaller name options a better chance, we'll be making a blurb for each of them before the actual poll.

first up is Riesbyfe Stridberg, from Melty Blood. She's a holy knight who cheated death thanks to her shield, Gamaliel, and as such she could be considered Mash's senpai in shielding. it also keeps her from aging, so that's a fun addition to add for no reason, and makes her much easier to build. thanks, nasu!

Edgar Figaro from Final Fantasy 6 is a master inventor and brother to the most jacked motherfucker in FF history. some of his inventions include an automatic crossbow, a medieval chainsaw, an "Air Anchor", which is some kind of explosive... grappling... arm... thing. he also decked his whole castle out with the ability to tunnel underground, but we won't cover that in the build. probably a caster.

Don Quixote, however, is a lancer. that we know for sure. he was completely delusional, thought himself a knight, and rode around the countryside helping people with problems they didn't have. and then FGO made his whole thing even weirder by making his sidekick and love interest his horse. Still, he's always willing to give his all, and that's what matters in the end.

Simo Hayha is from real life! as one of the most popular options from last month's poll I doubt he needs much introduction. a Finnish sniper from WW2, he became known as the White Death thanks to his incredible skills at camouflage and the fact that he killed roughly 500 enemy soldiers. over 100 days. in the Finnish winter. he is considered one of the greatest snipers of all time, and is more than qualified to be one of the few members of the Archer class from modern days.

Genghis Khan is also from history, though not quite as recent. I know Altera already exists, but tbf the real deal Scourge of God could easily qualify as most classes with or without the sci-fi overhaul he got in Fate. like, the number of people he killed had a measurable impact on global warming, he should probably have like, an Artoria of servant classes by now. (yes, that is what a group of servants is called)

Koyanskaya of Light is a weird one, in no small part due to the fact that her big story chapter hasn't shown up in NA yet. still, she's an arms dealer, and this one's focused more on hurting humans than her other side, so we should be able to manage fine. bullets and rifles and tanks, oh my!

and finally, we have Oberon. what is there to say about Oberon? he's totally Oberon. the very first Pretender is a faerie, so that alone would give him all sorts of fun nonsense to play with, but he specializes with putting people to sleep and messing with their heads.

#fgo #D&D 5e #fate grand order

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thepastisalreadywritten · 10 months

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More than two miles long and 1,142 feet tall, Uluru, the red sandstone rock formation in Australia’s Northern Territory, wows travelers during the day.

But now, a new night spectacle Wintjiri Wiru illuminates the darkness adjacent to the monolith in a way that reveals Indigenous culture while dazzling with high-tech sound and lights.

“Humans are drawn to light—just think of how compelling sunsets are,” says Melbourne light artist Bruce Ramus, who designed the work in collaboration with the local Anangu people and Voyages Indigenous Tourism.

Wintjiri Wiru is just the latest offering—and newest technology — in the tradition of son et lumière (sound and light) shows, grand public spectacles projected on to (or close to) historic buildings and natural wonders.

These mash-ups of pageantry, culture, and art are experiencing a boom fueled by digital advances and tourist sites looking to attract visitors after dark.

Here’s where to see the latest shows, plus why visitors love these “virtual campfires.”

How did sound and light shows start?

Paul Robert-Houdin created the first sound and light show in 1952 at France’s Château de Chambord.

Music and narration played while slide projectors splashed colored lights on the 16th-century palace.

“We had the feeling that a new way of discovering and understanding monumental heritage was perhaps being born,” one observer wrote in Le Figaro newspaper.

The concept was a hit.

“Standing in the dark and being immersed in sounds and images creates a sense of enchantment,” says Jane Lovell, a professor of tourism at Canterbury Christ Church University in England.

In the following decades, other storied sites harnessed that magic, such as the Red Fort in Delhi, India, and Independence Hall in Philadelphia.

“There were captive audiences for these attractions, so the efforts were minimal—just light up these beautiful things that already existed,” says California light show producer Ryan Miziker.

Early technology was expensive and bulky: sofa-sized slide carousels, finicky stereo speakers that malfunctioned in bad weather.

The storytelling, if mostly historically accurate, could be clunky and lecturing.

At Egypt’s Pyramids at Giza, the still-running circa-1961 show features the Sphinx “narrating” a lofty spiel about ancient life as murky colored lights wash over the monuments.

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How tech took over light shows

“Son et lumieres started out as pretty rudimentary things—a castle would be lit up and a soundtrack would say, ‘this tower was built in 1592,’” says Ross Ashton of London’s Projection Studio, which designs extravaganzas for attractions from Welsh castles to Indian fortresses.

But by the 1990s, innovations in video, lasers, and audio meant creators could screen riveting, mind-bending shows.

“Digital video changed everything,” says Miziker.

“We had software to do 3-D mapping, which takes a round object like a globe and flattens it, or wraps any structure in overlapping, blending geometry.”

Sound evolved, too.

“Bells, spoken voices from different directions, or a fireball rolling, you can layer sound up, so it feels like a tapestry,” says Projection Studio’s sound artist Karen Monid.

Today’s sound and light shows are like mini action movies screened on historic buildings or natural wonders.

San Antonio’s The Saga wraps the 18th-century San Fernando Cathedral in sound effects (mariachi ballads, cannon blasts) and painterly images (folk dancers, renderings of the Alamo) to tell the story of the Texas city.

In Jerusalem, Israel, the ancient Tower of David has two night shows, one on city history and the other about the biblical shepherd-turned-ruler that gave the site its name.

Wintjiri Wiru harnesses LED lights, lasers, sound, and 1,100 drones to recount a legend from the Anangu, who consider Uluru sacred.

The show depicts mala (wallaby-rabbit) beings battling a gigantic devil dog spirit.

“Combine light with sound—in this case Anangu songs and other effects—and it’s like the desert is speaking,” says Ramus.

Other projects are more abstract, such as the new Aura Invalides show at Les Invalides in Paris, which fills the grand interiors of the historic military monument with surreal rays of colored light and outlines architectural elements in laser graffiti.

“People move around within the building, making it more like a 360-degree immersion than something didactical,” says Manon McHugh, a spokesperson for Moment Factory, the studio that created the show.

Why travelers love spectacles

Experts think people are drawn to these shows for their sense of wonder and spectacle.

“Sound and light shows are like fireworks—it’s impossible to look away,” says Miziker.

"Since audiences are sitting in the dark, there’s cognitive dissonance, with the atmosphere almost becoming its own entity,” says Lovell.

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Plus, in this age of Instagram, sound and light spectacles make ideal selfie backdrops or video ops.

“When Moment Factory started doing shows, we didn’t want people to have their phones out,” says McHugh.

Now, other digital production studios build in elements like photo booths to encourage participants to share their experiences.

How sound and light shows help tourist sites

Sound and light shows can be expensive and time-consuming to design.

(Wintjiri Wiru was developed over several years and cost $10 million.)

But many tourist attractions and cities are willing to shell out.

“They produce new income streams,” says Ashton. “People normally go home at night, but if you sell them a ticket to an illumination, they’ll come back.”

Many sound and light experiences in public, urban spaces — outside cathedrals, on city halls, across skyscrapers — are free, but paid for by cities to give visitors an excuse to stay an extra night.

“We used to think of tourism as a daytime activity, but there has been this tourist-ification of the night,” says Andrew Smith, a professor of urban experiences at England’s University of Westminster.

“Now cities want to attract people and keep them in town. It’s a commodification of the night, a way to extend economic and cultural activity.”

Studies indicate that these shows might even make city downtowns feel safer. “It starts to dematerialize the buildings,” says Ramus.

“You just see the lights, and our cities become transparent. They feel gentler.”

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master-duncan · 1 year

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Entombed - Bravo_Figaro - Final Fantasy VI [Archive of Our Own]

Cover Art by @zeninage-art

It's finally finished.

Setzer stops in Kohlingen after a year of wandering the World of Ruin. His fruitless searching has proven too painful, so he pays one last visit to Daryl to reunite with the only love he can find. To his surprise she wants him as well, but their reunion comes at a price.

This is a gothic horror story. It's about the way we all react to hard times. It's about who we are when we're not our best self. It's about who we end up hurting when we try to hurt ourselves.

It's also just a smutty fantasy.

Check the tags to make sure this story is right for you.

Fandom: Final Fantasy VI

Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Setzer Gabbiani/Original Female Character(s), Daryl/Setzer Gabbiani, Celes Chere/Setzer Gabbiani

Characters: Setzer Gabbiani, Darill | Daryl (Final Fantasy VI), Celes Chere, Locke Cole, Edgar Roni Figaro, Macías "Mash" Rene Figaro | Sabin Rene Figaro, Original Female Character(s), Relm Arrowny

Additional Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Gothic Horror, BDSM, Undeath, Suicidal Thoughts, Rough Oral Sex, Comeplay, Spanking, Tickling, Usage of the spelling 'cum', Dirty Talk, Pain, Asphyxiation, big vampire energy

#ffvi #final fantasy 6 #ff6 #final fantasy vi #setzer gabbiani #setzer x daryl #celes chere #setzer x celes #smut #fanfiction

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orleans-jester · 1 year

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Easter Extras

Frank insists on being the one to cook this year. Delta always does it, and she is amazing at it when she chooses to be. But he’s not some sort of prick that needs his girl to cook for him. He’s picking up the mantle. Or, well, the gun and the oven gloves. He’s not relying on anyone. Not the Inn with their food. Not Maddy, though she of course offered to make them up some plates if they didn’t want to come down. He wasn’t Chip but he was a decent shot. Managed to get a couple of the Feral rabbits. Put em over a spit over a fire to turn and to cook. More Bear Grylls than Gordon Ramsay. He’d make the rest in their kitchen, mashed potatoes, roasted cauliflower and broccoli. All perfect things that he can just throw together in a casserole dish as leftovers a la Sally the next day.

Oogie’s never been one for Christianity. There’s voodoo celebrations for every fucking day of the year, and she doesn’t celebrate that either. However - she does support capitalism, as she has hands in many pockets, so she will put on an Easter celebration. She gets herself a real fat hog. The biggest that she can find. A 420 pounder. Makes her think of poor Hypno, RIP. She’ll roast that thing like Frank did with his rabbits and then crucify it on a cross in the middle of the dining hall. Free for all, go grab what meat you want.

Valentin dares Nicolai to eat an eyeball. He does happily.

Whenever Figaro and Willem get home, there’ll be a lot waiting for them. Diana would be trying to be a housewife, waiting for them to come home to make them a nice thanksgiving dinner - which Figaro and Willem would have to help with because if she tried to take food out of the hot oven, her arms would get messed up.

Maddy would have left them with some carrot cake - surprisingly not banana bread - in a sealed case in the fridge, with cream cheese icing, so they would be able to have a treat right away. And there were of course paper easter eggs hidden over the place with little notes on them. ‘You’re a good egg.’ ‘Making all of these was eggs-hausting’ ‘All out of clucks’ ‘I carrot believe it’s Easter already’

To which Figaro is gonna shake their head sadly, “That girl has way too much time on her hands. With a damn baby too. Gotta remedy that.”

Elsa will attempt a facetime call with Koda, though she cannot actually gift him anything, sadly. Show him how her new little place is coming along. She would also, without mentioning it because it already feels silly, wear bunny ears that she picked up at the dollar store.

#Easter #HC

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jolienjoyswriting · 5 years

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Mortem In Contumeliam, Ch. XI

Chapter 11 of "Mortem In Contumeliam Final Fantasy VI," a Final Fantasy VI fan fiction story.

Now, here's a fun fact for you. The person that interacts the most with Wedge, in this chapter? That wasn't planned. I mean, it's not to say that I had a plan for this section of the story beyond "that scene…" but, I think it ended up being pretty cute.

Word count: 4,108 – Character count: 23,417 Originally written: July 26th, 2019

Familiar strangers arrive in the wake of chaos. Is Samasa saved?

Final Fantasy VI, Wedge, Biggs, and related characters, scenarios, and properties created by Square Soft, Inc. and © Square Enix Co, Ltd.

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“Hee-hee-hee, ha-haaah!!” Kefka insanely laughed as the huge pile of crystals jingled and clinked in his arms. “With all this beautiful Magicite, I should have no problem getting through that pesky seal! Then… then… The treasure will be mine… all mine…!!” He gave another laugh… then, he hiccuped. “Un-belieeeve-able!!” And, with that strange thought… he walked right out of the town, leaving it to burn.

“Oh, gods– oh, gods– oh, gods– oh, gods– oh, gods…! Be okay, please be okay!”

When he was sure that the power-mad man was truly out of sight, Wedge finally came out of his hiding spot… though, with serious difficulty. He was completely drenched in sweat from the impromptu steam-bath, freezing-cold from fright, and still mildly panicked from what he’d seen and heard. Despite all that, he knew he had a duty to fulfill… checking on his friends! But, that would have to way because… “Stop right there!!” As he noticed when he spun around… “It’s you guys!!” He wasn’t alone.

Standing across the way from him was a rag-tag group of people that he recognized from the dinner at Vector: a royal figure and a strongman, both of which looked similar… a heavily-armored man with a stern gaze and sharp blade… a wild child, a well-dressed man, and even a moogle, for some reason! Yes, he recognized them all as friends of the Returners and, though he was extremely relieved to see them… it didn’t seem like they were too thrilled to see him.

“Thank gods you’re here…” he sighed with a smile. When he took a step forward… he had to jerk back. A handful of shafts had pierced the ground, landing right where his foot had been. He looked at them, then looked up… only to slowly raise his hands over his head. The man in green trappings had an odd device leveled at him… a device that looked like a crossbow with a number of additions, such as a belt full of bolts hanging off it. It didn’t take much guessing to figure out what kind of weapon that was…

“O-okay, I know what this looks like, but–” “You have exactly five seconds to explain what happened here,” the man shouted as his companions angrily glared and made various threatening gestures. “The next volley won’t miss.” Wedge wasn’t sure how to summarize everything, so he just blurted out the first thing he could: “K-Kefka!!” Luckily… that seemed to be just the word to get the group to calm down. “Explain,” the man ordered, keeping his weapon aimed at the soldier’s head. And, under threat of becoming a pincushion… the soldier told the group everything that had happened.

Shortly after his explanation, Wedge was shoved aside and told to leave. He walked some short distance away… but, he didn’t want to exit the village. In fact, he wanted to help with the situation in any way he could! So, as they tended to their unconscious friends, he walked over to the well, pulled up a water bucket, then hurled some hot water at the nearest building. It wasn’t until his third toss that any of the Returners noticed what he was up to, and… “Gau… help armor man?” It was a child with wild hair and torn clothes, seemingly there to help. “Not… sure what you can do. There’s only one bucket, but–” “Gau, Gau!!” he shouted before closing his eyes. “Gaauuu… Blizzard!”

The soldier went wide-eyed as the scruffy youth stood up and cast a storm of snow at the building. When he did it, again, Wedge wasn’t sure what to say… Then, when a couple of others started doing the same to the nearby buildings, he just rubbed the back of his helmet, feeling kind of useless. His little bucket was no match for the power of magic…

Once the fire had been quenched, he was among the first to search the ruined buildings for signs of life. Thankfully, there were plenty of citizens who had kept themselves safe and out of harm’s way. The rest of the morning was spent helping them recover, dousing what fire remained, and generally trying to undo the damage that “his people” had done to Samasa.

As the sun rose up and held itself high above the land, Wedge found himself leaning on the well and thinking… only to look to his side. “Gau?” Once again, the strange youth had come up to him. He seemed to be offering a small portion of jerky to the soot-covered soldier. “Thanks.” He smiled as he took it. “Ya know… you’re a lot nicer than your friends.” “Gau…” He looked away. “Others not trust armor man. Armor man hurt others.” When Wedge tilted his head, Gau immediately corrected himself. “Other armor man hurt friends! Armor man bad. But…” The boy looked up with a bright smile. “Yous armor man seem good!” “W-well, I try…” he said as he ruffled the kid’s hair, much to his appreciation. “Hey, you!” Both he and the child looked across the way. The burly man – who looked similar to the guy with the mechanical crossbow – was walking toward them.

“Thou!” the wild child greeted as the muscle-man drew closer. “Yeah, yeah…” was the man’s chuckling response. “You. Soldier.” Wedge hesitated… then, he looked right at the man with a neutral expression. “I came over to say… thanks.” “Huh?” The soldier gave a blink. “I saw you tryin’ to put out the fire with your dinky bucket.” The other man laughed. “Got Gau all fired-up!” “Not Fire, Thou! Blizzard!” Gau corrected. “I didn’t mean– bah.” He shook his head at the laughing kid.

“Anyway… I don’t know what your game is, red-suit, but…” “Gau, Gau!!” the rambunctious youth suddenly shouted as he hopped up onto the well. He made an odd, purring noise as Wedge ruffled his hair, shortly after. “You got Gau’s trust, so I guess you can’t be all bad.” “Thanks… I think?” “If you really wanna help us… maybe, you can tell us anything else you know? Like, how’d Kefka get outta jail? Why’d he set the town on fire? And, where’s–” “General Leo!!”

A horrified shriek ripped across the town square. Both men, as well as the child, recognized the voice and, immediately after hearing it, ran over to see what was going on. What they saw when they arrived was… absolutely heartbreaking. Tina and Lock had recovered from their unconscious states and, unfortunately… the latter had managed to find what little of General Christophe that Kefka had left behind.

“No… no… nooo…!!” she howled as she sat on her knees, visibly sobbing into her hands over the loss of her new friend. “Tina…” Wedge was about to crouch and comfort her… only for Lock to stop him. “You stay away from her,” he said with a cold gaze and a threatening tone, pushing him away. “You’ve done enough, already.” “I didn’t–!!” he started to shout before catching himself. With a controlled tone, he explained, “I didn’t do anything…!” “Exactly.” The man in the bandanna angrily scowled. “You could have saved him… you could have saved Tina from seeing this.” “What the hell would I have done?!” the soldier growled, growing angry. “Between all the soldiers and his freaking death balls, Kefka would’ve ripped me apart! As it was, he tossed me in the well before he got bored with me!” “Maybe, you should’ve stayed down there,” the other man coldly told him. A second later, he found himself staring, wide-eyed, as the soldier threw him against a nearby mound – not incidentally, causing both the machinist and the retainer to draw their weapons.

“Look, you sonovabitch!” Wedge snarled as he pinned Lock against the rocks. “I’m not one of them! Those were Kefka’s soldiers! I serve… served… under General Leo!!” He gave a blink as the Returner spun him around, shoving him against the hill. “And, where were you when he was getting shanked?!” he yelled. “Where were you when Kefka was burning the village?!” “I was in the gods damned well! Unconscious!!” the soldier told him. “Leo was–” “More like, hiding!” Lock slammed him against the slanted ground. “You could’ve saved him! Coward!” Wedge wanted to say something. However, he noticed that as angry as Lock was… “Some soldier you are…” He seemed more frustrated with the situation than anything – something he could relate to.

The Returner sighed as he finally let Wedge go, then took a few steps away. As he did that, the people who were aiming at the soldier stood down before returning to Tina’s side. A moment later, it was Lock who knelt beside her, letting the girl cry into his shoulder.

“Armor man…?” Wedge glared at Lock… then, he looked to his side. Gau had scurried up the hill beside him and was staring with bright eyes full of concern. “Armor man sad…?” he asked with a small frown. The soldier hesitated… then, he sighed, “Armor man sad…” “Armor man want meat?” “Armor man…” He paused, again. “Wants to disappear…” At that, Gau opened his eyes and gasped. “Armor man like spooky black man?!” “‘Spooky black…?’” Wedge had to think about who that could be. When he figured it out… he just laughed. “No, kid… I mean, I just want to leave. Go home. Get away from… this mess.” “Want friend? Gau come?” “Gau stay,” he said as he offered a brave smile. “Your friends need you more. Especially Tina.” “Want go with armor man,” he insisted. “Armor man more sad.” “I… I really doubt that. I just lost my favorite general… Tina, though…” The man crossed his arms, looking toward the group. Tina had gone quiet, but she was still clinging to Lock with her face against his body. “She lost her new friend. Guess she really liked him, too…”

“Magic girl hurt outside,” Gau told him. “Armor man hurt in here…” He gave a blink as Gau thumped his chest. “Armor man no cry. Armor man strong, outside! Strong like Gau, awoo!! But, armor man feel bad inside. Drink ‘happy water?’ Write book? Not sure. But, Gau know armor man feel sad. Face sad. Heart sad. And… Gau sad… ‘cuz new friend sad.” He frowned a little more, looking even more concerned. “Armor man go, Gau go, too! Be beast! Make armor many happy!” Wedge couldn’t help but smile. Gau was absolutely determined to cheer him up… “Gau know hug?” he offered.

Almost immediately, the child jumped into his arms and gave him a tight squeeze that made his borrowed Magicite poke into his chest. He didn’t mind, though… he was just happy that Gau wanted a hug and, honestly? He kind of needed one, himself… though, he would have preferred it to be from a happy Tina, if he had his choice.

“Armor man be okay?” Gau asked as he dropped to the ground and sat like a dog. “Armor man be okay… eventually,” he told the boy as he ruffled his hair. “I have a lot of thinking to do. Today’s… been one for the record books.” –––––

“General Leo…”

The air was somber as the group gathered in a clearing just east of the town. It was there that they decided to give the general a proper burial. Once it was done, Tina stood near the freshly-overturned dirt, having placed a bouquet of colorful flowers on it. Everyone else stood a small distance away, giving her space.

“Everyone wants power…” she said to herself. “Do they want to be like me…?” She paused before looking at the blank headstone placed at the head of the gravesite decorated with flowers. “I wanted…” she whispered as she felt sadness find her, again. “I wanted you to teach me… about so many things, General Leo… I was hoping that…” The girl had to look away and compose herself. Lock took a step her toward her… only to be stopped by the man in green – Edgar, the king of Figaro. When he shook his head, the other man settled back down. Not long after, they both heard Tina give a sniffle, then a sigh. “You were taken before your time… taken for no reason other than a mean, cruel man didn’t like you. I barely had any time to know you, General Leo… but, you seemed so wise and so kind… It’s not fair… It’s not fair…”

After another momentary silence, Tina finally turned away and walked right over to Lock and Edgar before returning to her place on the former’s shoulder. She was done crying… but, she clearly had more grieving to do. As that happened, the elder of the town walked up to the grave and made a couple of gestures. “Ashes to ashes,” he said, “dust to dust. May he fly with the angels.” With that, he walked out of the clearing, leaving the group to their business.

“Gau…” Wedge blinked. He’d been standing there without his helmet, quietly taking everything in… when he noticed that Gau was tugging on his pantleg and looking at him. “What’s up?” he asked as he knelt to look at the kid. “Armor man like magic girl?” he asked. The soldier hesitated. He’d asked that so innocently… “Tina’s… my friend, too,” he quietly explained, “but Lock is taking care of her. It’s okay. I don’t really like him… but, if Tina trusts him that much, who am I to argue? Heh.” “Armor man still sad?” was the child’s next question. “Heh. Yeah… armor man still sad,” Wedge said with a nod. “General Leo was great. He let me and Biggs goof off, all the time, and–” He paused… then, he deeply frowned. “Biggs…”

Gau was left giving a confused look as Wedge suddenly left the clearing, then quietly followed on all-fours. It didn’t seem like the soldier was going to stop walking and, in fact, seemed like he was heading out of town. But, as he got to the south entrance… “Fight lady!!” He was stopped by the appearance of someone he definitely didn’t need to bump into.

“Wedge!” she called with a look of distress. “What is going on…? Another Imperial ship docked next to ours, then I heard the rumble of Magitek Powered Armor units… When I saw the Blackjack fly over, I finally worked up the nerve to come here… but, everything’s scorched and ruined! Plus…” She paused, looking down. Both Wedge and Gau followed her line-of-sight to see… “I found Shadow’s dog…” Interceptor was in her arms. And… he looked like he’d found one-or-more armored units, himself, judging by his injuries.

“Kefka betrayed us,” was his simple response. “K-Kefka…?!” she exclaimed, accidentally disturbing the sleeping dog. “A-ah, sorry, Interceptor… Kefka…? Here? Why?” “Take a wild guess.” She grimaced, then she shook her head. “Gau, where are our friends? Are they here?” “Gau, Gau!” the child barked. A second later, he trotted back toward the center of town, followed by the lady general. “Yeah… Go find your friends,” Wedge said to himself. “I–” “Armor man!” He blinked, then turned around. Gau was looking out from behind a building.

“Come!” he said. “No, I–” “Armor man friend!” the boy interrupted. “Armor man friend of magic lady, armor man friend of Gau! Armor man come back or… or Gau drag back! Grrr!!” There was no reasoning with the little wild child… So, despite his better judgment, he followed Gau and Celes back into town, then into the clearing.

“W-what’s wrong with Interceptor?! Oh, geez… bring ‘im here!”

Shortly after Celes arrived at the grave, Lock ordered her to bring Interceptor over. He was quick to remove his bandanna and, with a combination of a Hi-Potion and that makeshift bandage, he treated the poor dog’s wounds.

“As if General Leo wasn’t enough…” he muttered as Interceptor weakly resisted. “Seems like even hired help like Shadow isn’t safe from those bastards. Damn the Empire!” He sighed, shaking his head. Then, he re-focused on the slender hound. “That’s the best I can do, for now. Thanks for not biting me, ‘Ceptor.” “Poor doggie…” Lock looked over and noticed that the little girl in the beret had walked over. After audibly sympathizing, she sat next to the beat-up pup. “Don’t worry,” she told him as he settled next to her, “Lilum will keep you safe!” Surprisingly – at least, for everyone but Lock, Tina, and Stragos – Interceptor seemed… relaxed around Lilum. So much so that he put his head on her lap and even let her pet him. It was kind of sweet.

“General Christophe… He… he’s really…?”

Celes stood in front of the fresh grave, her hands over her mouth and her eyes staring at the fresh dirt. She couldn’t believe what she’d been told… “Kefka…” But, rather than stay sad about it… “He’ll pay for what he’s done!” She grew angry!

“The Empire betrayed us all, it seems…” After Celes paid her respects, the entire party – including the Imperial Magitek Soldier – quietly left the clearing and met in the square of the town to continue their conversation. As they settled, it was the man with long, white hair and nobleman’s clothing that spoke up.

“What do you mean, Setzer?” Tina asked, despite knowing better. “Heh. We were this close,” he explained as he lit a cigarette for himself, “to being caught in a trap, ourselves. That’s why we’re here, in fact!” “We managed to escape, ere,” the black-haired man with a pencil-thin moustache explained. “King Figaro’s information is to thank.” Lock smiled. “Using that royal clout, huh?” “‘A little kindness goes a long way,’ as they say…” the king said with a grin. “My kindness toward a tea maiden allowed her to open up and share some interesting information about the goings-on in Vector. She was quite well-informed… and, quite lovely.” “So… you flirted the info outta her…” his brother said with a disapproving frown. “My dear Macías,” Edgar said as he waved a finger, “don’t misunderstand my intentions. Yes, my actions could be misinterpreted as idle flirtations but, I assure you: it was a simple courtesy. Cour-te-sy! It is my kingly duty to make the fairer sex feel… appreciated!” Macías rolled his eyes with an “Uh-huh…” “That aside…” the young king said, changing the topic, “I believe we need to rethink our tactics. Let’s return to the airship, formulate a plan, and stop the empire from entering the Eidolons’ World.” “May I come with you?” Both Edgar and Macías blinked, then turned to face the source of the new voice.

“And, you are?” Edgar asked as he looked at the old man who stood more-than-a-head shorter than him. “That’s Stragos,” Lock told him from a short distance away. “He’s from here.” “He’s descended from the magic-users of this land,” Tina added. “He can help us!” The young king gave a puzzled look between his two friends… “Magic-users, you say?” “I can’t just let the Empire abuse the power of the Eidolons like they are!” Stragos suddenly told them. “I aim to stop them in their tracks!” “Lilum, too!!” All eyes fell upon the old man’s granddaughter. She had spoken up from behind and was hopping in place with her arms over her head.

“No,” was her grandfather’s flat response. “Stay here.” She made a noise and pouted… something that got a laugh out of Macías. “What’s funny?” she asked him with a pout. “It’s cute that you wanna help,” he told her, “but, a kid would just slow us down!” She threw her hands up, putting on an angry face. “What the hell, muscle-man?!” That just made him laugh even harder! “Well, you’ve sure got a lot of spunk, missy! But–” “Grrrr…” He stopped, staring as she reached under her hat and whipped out a paintbrush. “Hold still…” she told him in a vaguely-threatening way. “I’m painting your portrait!” “Whoa! No, stop!” As she twirled the brush between her fingers, Tina and Lock both ran over, pulling their friend aside. Meanwhile, Stragos snatched the painter’s tool away from her, much to her further annoyance. All that… just seemed to confuse the ox-of-a-man.

“Lilum…” the old mage sighed, “you simply won’t take ‘no’ for an answer, will you?” “Nuh-uh!” Lilum said with a shake of her head. “Bless you for having your mother’s temperament…” He paused before telling her… “If that’s the case, then…” The mage politely handed the brush back with a smile. “You can come.” “Oh, yeah!” The girl leaped up, triumphantly throwing her fist into the air. “Thanks, Gran’pa!” “Just, behave yourself. Okay?” “Okay, Gran’pa!” she told him with a bright smile. “Lilum promises!”

“Well, that settles that!” Macías gave a nod to everyone, looking satisfied. Then… “Let’s head out!” He headed the pack as they headed out of town. Not long after… “Hey, perv! You comin’?” Lilum walked back, getting the attention of the man who’d hesitated to leave.

“E-excuse me?” King Figaro asked, being drawn from his thoughts. “Lilum said, ‘you comin’?’” She offered a smile as she said, “C’mon, Kingy! If you’re niiice, you may get a pooortraaait from The Great Lilum Arrowny, Mistress of the Long Stroke! You do wanna pose for Lilum, don’cha?” There was an awkward period of silence as Edgar stared at the girl. She just stood there with her hands behind her back, cutely shimmying and happily smiling. “You… uh… have quite the spirit.” “Thanks, Kingy!” she said with a wink. “Lilum thinks you’re alright, too!” He rubbed his cheek before awkwardly asking, “Sssay, uh… how… old are you, exactly?” “Why, Lilum is ten-and-a-half years old!” she proudly proclaimed. A second later, she gave him a suspicious look and asked, “Whhyyy…?” “N-no reason!” he exclaimed, sounding flustered. She narrowed her eyes… then, she gave a shrug. “Whatever!”

As she spun around and started skipping away, she told the king, “Better hurry up, Kingy! Lilum won’t wait for you, forrreeeverrr!” And, as she walked out of town, Edgar had to take a minute to catch the breath that had left him and adjust his cloak. “Pull it back, Edgar…” he quietly told himself. “She may act grown up, but she’s just a kid. A real cute kid…” Almost immediately, he slapped himself. “J-just focus on the mission! Gods… The last thing my kingdom needs is that kind of publicity! Uh… wait, why am I talking to myself…?” All-at-once, he called to the girl before running after. However, as he left… “Armor man!” Someone else came back.

“What? Gau? What are you doing back here?” Wedge was stood near the well of the town – his new favorite spot, apparently – and hadn’t been paying any attention to anything that was going on. “Armor man come! Join friends!” the wild child said as he walked over, standing upright. “Fight bad man!” “N-no, that’s okay…” was his response. He figured that Tina and her friends had everything under control and, despite his newfound distaste for the Empire… he couldn’t see himself being any use to them on their quest to dismantle it. But… “Join friends!” The kid who had befriended him seemed as stubborn as the little loudmouthed girl…

“Listen, Gau…” he started to tell the blond boy in animal hides, “I really don’t think your friends need my help. I mean, up until today… I was part of the people they’re about to go fight! So–” “Fight lady was bad! Fight lady good, now!” he interrupted. “Magic lady was bad! Magic lady good, now! Armor man good… Gau know, others learn! So, come!” “No… no, it’s fine.” Wedge gave a soft smile. “I’ll just… stay here, where my best friend and favorite officer died. Maybe, in time, the nice folk might even forgive me and let me stay here in town! Yeah… yeah, I could see myself being happy in this town…” “But… Gau like armor man… If armor man stay…” The boy deeply frowned, his eyes looking right into Wedge’s. “Gau be sad…”

Wedge narrowed his eyes – forgetting that Gau could see them, since he was still holding his helmet. He knew – and, couldn’t believe – that Gau trying to manipulate him, like that! Still, there was something about his words… something in the way he was frowning and staring… something genuine… that made him eventually say… “O… o-okay. Just… gimme a second?”

The soldier met up with Gau some short time later. When asked what he was doing, he wouldn’t say… but, in actuality, he’d decided to leave something of his own on General Leo Christophe’s grave…

A tarnished sword… and, a beat-up, red-orange helmet with a lightning bolt on it.

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directedbychuckjones · 4 years

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Rabbit of Seville, original oil on canvas by Chuck Jones, 24″ x 18″, circa early 1990s.

#Chuck Jones #artists on tumblr #oil painting #Bugs Bunny #Elmer Fudd #rabbit of seville #opera #rossini #via beaumarchais #mozart #mash-up #figaro

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nobu-25m · 1 year

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#mash rene figaro #terra branford #terra ff6 #ff6 #final fantasy 6

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meranie · 1 year

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So, I did a thing for Twitter and figured I should share it here. Twitter user @jasjasjasART made a final fantasy hair type coordinate graph, and I translated it and added in all my blorbos... including my dark blorbo Jeff [gerad] and esper/trance!Tina.

What I love is just how different our headcanons are.

If you want to do this meme, please use the hashtag jas created [translation: ff character hair type] #FFキャラ髪タイプ and go to Jas' Twitter for the template.