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undead-merman · 3 years

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Yo this is the person who asked about Monster Dia and Barb, I just want a monster that suits them best.

Alright, I’ve got Barbatos as a Naga and Diavolo as a Dragon

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Diavolo

Appearance

Diavolo is a proud dragon. He stands much taller than most in the Devildom. His large human figure stands at ten feet tall.

His skin is covered in dark maroon and gold scales, most of them centered around his face, chest, and legs. His legs resemble a dragon’s more than a human’s with three wide toes and long black talons.

He has a long prehensile tail as well tipped with a tuff of black fur and lined with large black plates sticking up dangerously.

His horns and teeth are long and fearsome, his fangs always manage to hang out of his mouth and his smile can be just as lovely as they are terrifying. His horns are always adored with gold accessories, usually in the shape of: golden skulls, torn wings, and blood red rubies.

In his True Form he stands taller then any building in the Devildom and with a wingspan capable of casting a whole city in darkness.

Diavolo’s build is much bulkier in this form, mostly seen around the jaw, and wings. His wings contain rougher and sharper scales and contain some of the black plates his tail has.

His Hoard and His Breath

Diavolo’s bed chamber also doubles as the Royal Treasury. Since his draconic nature craves hoarding wealth he has a need to sleep amongst the treasure.

Every morning he spends his first hour of awakening, sitting amongst the hoard, fiddling with gems and Grimm in his clawed hands, immersing himself in the candle lit room of wealth. Afterwards, he gets up to drink tea with breakfast while reading the R.A.D Newspaper.

He gets anxious and grumpy if he can’t be near his hoard for too long. Barbatos has to help make time in Diavolo’s schedule for Hoard Breaks.

Whenever he pleases, he’s able to breath massive plumes of black hot fire and streams of red lighting. Everything in its wide path is reduced to ash. It gets wider the angrier he gets, and it’s believed that if he truly was ever to get enraged, he could destroy the entire Devildom.

Spending Time with You

Diavolo is captivated with you to the point of obsession, needing you by his side at all times, though knows you need some freedom. Despite his instinctual anxiety of you having autonomy, he knows he could easily dispose of anything should it ever threaten his position with you. Anyone who makes you doubt him, or try to lure you to their side, he would make sure there is no trace of them left.

You are often given gifts, his form of courting you even if you’ve already tied the knot. Gifting you outfits and jewelry made from the finest gold and purest gems. He does this because he now considers you the center of his hoard, the paragon of his wealth, treasure and triumph. He wants to coat you in beautiful fine things.

He enjoys you touching the scaly parts of his body. It feels nice to have your soft warm skin on his cool scales. If you're not against it he’d enjoy you grooming him, it's relaxing.

He loves to have paintings of you made in different beautiful outfits in graceful poses amongst fantastical locations. He likes to sit with you as you pose for the artist and just talk. He adores this special time with you.

You’re the one in existence that has the right to join him in his hoard, and he thoroughly enjoys the time he spends with you in his hoard, which feels more complete with you amongst the jewels. If he had it his way, he would forget about everything except you and his treasures.

His Dark Tendencies

He has such a deep infatuation with you that he would do anything to have you. Though he doesn’t want to force the feeling onto you, instead he does it in secret, keeping up the perfect prince image for you as much as possible.

If he sees someone he deems a threat, he’d make sure they’re taken quietly and dealt with far away from you so there's no possibility you could ever see it.

Sometimes if they’ve made him angry, he’ll take the perpetrator to a private hunting ground so he can hunt them down and eat them himself, making sure not even the bones are left.

He had a wing built onto the castle just to house the thousand portraits he had made. He’s slowly overtime made it into a museum dedicated in all of your splendor. Glass encased objects of random things you had given to him, ranging from birthday presents to random cans of vending machine black tea.

He has stolen a few of your clothes, a uniform jacket or tie. He likes to fall asleep with your scent in his nose.

Diavolo doesn’t punish you at all, you can do no wrong in his eyes, only others can mislead you. He wants you yourself to fall in love with him, you have to learn by yourself how much of a perfect match you are.

Misc. Stuff

Despite being a Dragon with such fierce fire, Diavolo loves to fish in a sized down version of true form.

When he gets too excited his tail wags like a dog’s. He’s been known to have knocked over a few things with his tail when you or Lucifer came to a party or ball of his.

His eyes turn reptilian like in his humanoid form when he gets upset, or when he wakes up in the morning and is processing everything. It takes him a few moments of just staring at the ceiling to figure out he’s awake.

He has given the brothers a ride on his back as a dragon a few times, but sometimes he had flown a bit too fast making them fly off.

Barbatos

Appearance

His body is long and slender, reaching forty feet long. His scales are flat and smooth, black with a teal iridescence to them. If you look at them closely you can see a triangular pattern on his back in different shades of gray and black.

His tail however splits at the end perfectly in two symmetrical pieces.

His tongue is forked and long but he hides it well, however he does have teal coloration on the tip. Barbatos also has a few scale patches on his cheeks and just along his spine to his back hairline.

Barbatos has long perfectly trimmed claws that are sharp as a razor and grown out just far enough to start curving.

Being Cold Blood

Barbatos has to deal with the annoyance of being cold blooded, if he doesn’t heat himself in a nice warm place often enough he becomes lethargic; however no one has ever seen him resting let alone warming himself, people wonder how he always manages to be ten steps ahead of everyone while being cold blooded.

His secret is Diavolo, as he exudes a warm presence simply being near him provides enough heat to keep active for an entire day; and a pot of warm herbal tea to help jump-start his day.

He’s a type of Naga to use constriction against his prey, he has fangs but no actual venom. When he gets angry at the Little Ds you can find him constricting them and giving them a cold smile while scolding them.

Spending time with You

Barbatos just finds you so captivating and pure, he wants you in his arms. He wants to protect something so soft and warm, compared to him.

He loves to wrap his tail around you, around your waist, around your shoulders, he likes it even better if he can wrap it arounds your body completely just feeling the warmth of you on his skin.

He has a habit of spoiling you by bringing you everything you ask for. He always has breakfast in bed for you, he likes to bring you your clothes and always gets the chair or door for you.

He enjoys spending time in the garden with you, sharing a cup of tea and light pastries. Light rainy days are always his favorite just the sight of you in the green glow of the garden, the plump droplets catching the starlight above.

He likes to see you relaxed and happy, it makes his heart feel light and makes him proud to see how content you are. Sometimes he likes to lay with you and place fresh flowers around you and just admire you. He just loves looking at you.

His Dark Tendencies

He gets jealous fairly easily but he tries to not let it show in front of you. Just you smiling in front of someone else is enough to make his scales rise in anger.

He makes sure to find them and threaten them to stay away from you and says it while constricting them so much that they begin turning blue. All of his bottled up anger from everything that has happened, even events that don’t involve the victim, are being let out on them. Harshly and slowly.

He’ll very rarely punish you, if you go out of your way to escape from him he’ll make sure to chain you up and make you beg for him to take care of you, if you don’t you’ll be left alone without food or water.

He has a slightly sadistic want to make you cry. It looks so cute and beautiful to him, like the rain from the garden is dripping from your lovely eyes.

Misc Stuff

Most Nagas aren’t afraid to hunt pests, meat is meat, but Barbatos has a delicate palate and the thought of eating rats makes him ill. He also has a sensitive stomach so he can’t eat too much or anything too hot.

He loves to relax in hot baths but he never has time anymore helping with Diavolo and the Seven Demon Lords.

He likes to wake up early in the morning, put on an apron and start making pastries fresh that morning. Every morning is something new and always delicious.

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sasorikigai · 4 years

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100 days of headcanons:

Day 1: Childhood

Canonically, not much is known of Scorpion (Hanzo Hasashi)’s origin; Born to the Shirai Ryu Ninja clan, Hanzo Hasashi was among the best shinobi in the clan. He earned the name "Sasori" (サソリ, the Japanese word for "Scorpion") because of his incredible Ninja skills, and his life was blessed with kombat for the glory of his clan's Grandmaster. Scorpion was brutally murdered in battle by the Lin Kuei warrior, Sub-Zero (Bi-Han). Consequently his family, and his clan, were slaughtered by Quan Chi as payment to the Lin Kuei. Scorpion's soul was sent to the Netherrealm, where he laid waste and was reborn as a hellspawn spectre, fueled by revenge derived from guilt and his incompetence.

In my headcanon, Hanzo Hasashi’s childhood had been riddled with gravitas, even from the young age. As an only kid to Hirohito Hasashi (father) and Yoshiko Hasashi (mother), he always has been dutiful, respective and proper kid who worked hard amongst his peers (and most often surpassed them), along those that included Harumi. Always introverted and working exceptionally hard at things even with his impatience and scattered interests, Hanzo has always been stubborn, resilient soul who refused to give up and tirelessly working to better himself not only as a person, but to be admitted as the Shirai Ryu apprentice. His father held a high ranking position within the clan, and it was his mother’s personality he mostly inherited, for she was exceptionally dedicated and dutiful to her roles, while disciplined to teach young Hanzo proper mannerisms and code of honor.

He was always that intense kid, working so hard to perfect his skills, pushing himself beyond exhaustion and endurance to perfect his kunai skills. There was no one that could wield it better, control it better than him and he had always aspired to become a great warrior, while expanding his knowledge and scope of interest, including artistic inclinations such as sumi-e painting, calligraphy and writing poetry (thus his eloquent poeticism in the way of his speaking) and other hobbies including gardening and cooking. He also knew how to rebel, become mischievous and playful at times, taking considerable time to have fun and play around, just as any average kids would be at such age would do. Hanzo always had the set goal, to become the General of the clan to become the Grandmaster’s right hand and be the most formidable ninja of the Shirai Ryu.

Canonically, both Sub-Zero brothers were sons of a Cryomancer father and a human mother. It is known that the father of both brothers was a secret operative for the Lin Kuei in the United States. He married an American woman and together they had two sons. Against the will of their mother, the father took the sons with him to move back to China, and as such both brothers were trained as Lin Kuei assassins. This was later retconned as both brothers being kidnapped by the Lin Kuei when they were still children. With the rampant corruption of the Lin Kuei at time, preferring the assassins to sever all the human connection that made them weak and vulnerable, as soon as Kuai Liang could stand and throw punches and kicks, he would have gone through strenuous training, in order to be prefected into mindless assassins, which would have been what the Grandmaster (Sektor’s father) and Sektor’s followers (later Tekunin and Cyber Lin Kuei) wanted.

Wearing the codename Tundra, in my headcanon, Kuai Liang would have immensely struggled with his inquietudine vulnerability and powerlessness, for his budding cryomancy did not fully develop until he was well into his adolescence. He has endured through the whirling vortex that was the Lin Kuei’s utter corruption, for they were more like mercenaries for hire, under compliance they struck with Quan Chi. The resounding hurricane of deception and mistrust towards each other had split the unity into numerous factions, and tainted the philosophy and honor of the clan beyond irreparable. As Tundra, the defiance and resistance towards solidifying strong bond and connection of individuals would fall into deaf ears of the authority above him, but he never fretred and became patient, for he would never go through a quiet torture alone to hurt himself over things he would have no control of, as if it would do anything. Smoke (Tomas Vrbada) served as his only friend, and although they may have struggled to communicate because of Kuai Liang’s tendency to isolate himself and train alone, the Czech assassin would be the first individual ever Kuai Liang would have truly opened up, as they developed deep brotherly bond.

Until the first tournament, Kuai Liang would have been abused and tortured by Sektor’s goons, simply because he was much more rebellious and emotional, with abundant infatuation for holding human emotions and connections, which went against the Lin Kuei doctrine. He would be locked in ‘The Box,’ (he would have called it that), which produced intense heat without a hint of moisture that would literally desiccate his cryomancy and rendered it naught until either he threw up the contents of his stomach or simply passed out due to unbearable heat. After Bi-Han (elder Sub-Zero) is slain by Scorpion, Kuai Liang (Tundra) assumes the identity as Sub-Zero to honor his brother's death and quickly joins the second tournament to identify and avenge his brother's killer. By then, Kuai Liang’s cryomancy would have easily surpassed that of Bi-Han’s at the time of his death. Even without the lack of human connection from the parents, Kuai Liang always wore compassion and sympathy, while known for being ruthless and ferocious in battle.

#✗ obsessive cathartic (headcanon)#✗ the ineffable testimony of spawned hellfire (scorpion)#✗ bone-deep chill of despair (sub-zero)#✗ i am hanzo hasashi (i)#✗ i am tundra (i)

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pplowden · 4 years

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PRE FMP Exaggeration and storytelling

Exaggeration and storytelling are inherent in human society. What I really find interesting is the structure of how humans live their lives. People find a comfort in routine and success in repetition. There is a unanimous decision in how we should form our days; at what times we brush our teeth, eat, get dressed, go to bed etc. Not only does this satisfy people, it makes them feel secure and entertained, we even try to recreate this artificially, for example the game ‘Sims’ is all about building your own society, it is like playing with your own life, only with slightly more control.

I decided to take this even further, living by a strict manifesto of only eating orange food in my orange room. While there was a sense of comfort in the limitations this provided, it felt ridiculous and inevitably, made me physically sick. There are many artists who decide to live with such extreme routines - the most famous probably being Gilbert and George. People are infatuated with the mystery around their commitment to structure. Real or not they provoke the idea that structure provides something for humans, even if it is just people's interest in it.

https://www.mirror.co.uk/news/uk-news/gilbert-george-day-routine-life-453958

Perhaps this obsession with routine is about allowing us time to search for what is really important; our purpose in life. Often people long to turn the mundane into the interesting, which seems both an act of desperation and a form of existential crisis. The thought that there is something beyond us is scary, exciting and somehow important. The artist David Huggins is a 74 year old man who has spent his life painting the extraterrestrial woman who took his virginity and the hybrid human alien-babies this produced. What interests me about him is that he refuses to sell the works of his (fantasy) wife - his paintings are personal objects which form a part of his life, not mere pieces of work.

https://www.theartblog.org/2011/08/david-huggins-an-uncommon-life/

Furthermore, although he has lived his life in what we assume to be half fantasy, he has embedded these alien figures into an ordinary, human life. He is in a monogamous relationship and fathering a family. As much desperation there is to find something beyond humanity, there is still an urge to bring it back round to what we have created. This led me to draw a series of imagined scenes of aliens performing the daily acts of humans, such as eating dinner.

This is why I am interested in exaggeration; people want to find something new and exciting, but only so they can share it with what human experience we already have. There is an absurdity in how dramatic humans are often tempted to be, it is humorous.

https://www.siff.net/festival/dj-nicfit-presents-fantastic-planet

Inspired by Roland Topor's ‘La Planète Sauvage’, which explores the relationship between human and alien, and his costumes for a production of the ‘Magic Flute’, I decided to knit alien costumes and perform a ballet, green screening it onto a background of the face on Mars.

I decided performance is a good way to dramatise what I am trying to explore, as it relies on amplification and being extravagant. The use of a green screen allows importance to be placed on the movement of the performer and any connections with setting to be removed. By replacing it with the the face on Mars, it represents perfectly what I am interested in, how humans have grasped a familiar figure and celebrated it, in a place full of the unknown.

It is this balance between truth and fiction which really holds my attention. Ultimately, fact and fiction is merely what people claim them to be. If stories are about perspective, how can we deem one version true and another false?

https://www.henson.com/storyteller.php

Folk tales, fables, and legends are interesting here, as the oldest and most famous forms of stories historically. The kids tv programme ‘The Storyteller’ by Jim Henson tells such tales, emphasising the importance of dramatics in storytelling through voice, setting and humour. The opening lines of each episode being;

“When people told themselves their past with stories, explain their present with stories, foretold the stories with stories, the best place by the fire, was kept with for storyteller”.

The act of a story is presented almost like a ritual which affects everyones everyday life, but also something which has a skill to it. As often seen in literature and art, this programme is a story about stories. It is not simply a retelling, there is importance in its own characters and their narrative.

Inspired by my own experiences and stories about being attacked/attacking birds, I researched the greek myths of Icarus, Prometheus and Leda and the Swan. Once again I found myself interested in the dramatic nature of such myths; the dramatic monologues and inevitable rise and fall of characters, the shifting perspectives and interpretations and mostly, the tendency to fabricate something unimportant to transform it into the important. To reflect on this idea, I wrote an essay;

Reflections on swans (and seagulls)

The swan is often considered to be the most beautiful and powerful creature. As described in Yeats’ poem ‘The Wild Swans at Coole’, they are “mysterious, beautiful” and “unwearied”, traits all humans aspire to have. We are in awe of them; as we are tempted by materialism and infidelity, grow cynical and die, their symbolic beauty doesn’t fade: the swan remains monogamous and elegant, living a simple, pure life.

Swans carry a purity in their graceful paddle and colouring as well as symbolising a sort of British greatness. They are believed to be silent until singing a final “swan song” – the pinnacle of their greatness - at their death. Perhaps this and the fact they are owned by the Queen, gives them a mysterious authority. We are taught to admire them from a respectful distance.

However, no matter how blinded by their beauty we are, we know never to forget their power. They are fierce, quick to feel threatened and will “breaking our legs” to protect their young.

This recognition and portrayal of their danger is not a new one. The myth of Zeus disguising himself as a swan to rape Leda has been a prominent tale explored in art for centuries. Although this story uses the swan to represent a cruel and deceiving character, Michelangelo painted it as an intimate and romantic scene, supposedly causing it to be destroyed in the seventeenth century due to its ‘lasciviousness’.

I find Stephen Pearsons’ ‘Wings of Love’, famously known for illustrating the divide between Laurence and Beverly in Mike Lees ‘Abigail’s Party’, reminiscent of this. While ‘Wings of love’ symbolises the progression and divide between romanticism and realism, exposing people for being over consumed with nature while also applauding nature for holding such power, ‘Leda and the Swan’, symbolises the relationship between cruelty and power.

Yeats has also written a poem on this, emphasising a much cruel explanation: “A sudden blow”, “He holds her helpless breast upon his breast”. Immediately we feel the brute force of Zeus raping Leda. However, what becomes surprising as you read on is the threatening softness in which he continues to describe it; “feathered glory”, “thighs caressed”. This seems to perfectly sum up the character of a swan - silent but deadly.

I find this imbalance of opinions peculiar and recurring with swans - perhaps it is only superficial beauty and the fact that the Queen owns them which makes us feel so proud and protective of them? In reality, they are dangerous and cruel.

I once ate a swan after it died flying into an electrical wire on my grandparents’ farm. Its flesh was dark, forbidding and fishy. It was unpleasant and I felt as if I was being let down, as if it was meant to be something life changing when in fact it was vulgar and sickening. I wonder if the pride of national ownership only added to this feeling? It was meant to be an honour to be eat something usually untouchable, admirable and wild; free but royal; yet it was disgusting.

Do we misunderstand all animals, all birds, all nature? We, like the Queen, assert ownership over animals with our pets. Yet we keep them in cages and on leads. We have a hierarchy – swans above seagulls, seagulls above caged budgies. What does it mean and is it more about ourselves than the animals we portray?

I am interested in this and in our relationship to other birds. I wonder if it is the status of Royal ownership which separates swans from the common bird, which we often fear or diminish. We fear birds trapped in houses. In a recent news story, we fear a seagull that stole a woman’s pet chihuahua. Why underestimate the seagull? It is an enemy because it steals our chips and our chihauhuas. But what has changed since the lesson of Prometheus, which warned humans not to be arrogant or misunderstand the natural order of the world? Why are we now taught to hate and disrespect the common bird?

I think we often use nature in art to try to understand and illustrate power complexes and ourselves - there is a craving to understand our place in the world. The conflicting views on swans is an example. In a way, swans are irrelevant to humans, they are in our art because there is a deeper craving to understand something much larger about ourselves. Thinking about this prompted me to make a film about the neglected and maligned seagull; to draw comparisons between the survivalist impulse which exists in these lonely, maligned birds and in lonely, maligned people.

What writing this essay and the script for my film really taught me is that it is the absurdity in the obsession of trying to understand something bigger than us which interests me, whether its natural order or power complexes, the need to exaggerate human importance until we understand such topics seems unavoidable. David Lynch’s new film ‘WHAT DID JACK DO?’ I find represents what I mean here: the nonsensical, circling script of cliches eventually defeats the storyline. Instead, what becomes entertaining and successful is the humorous journey of the dialogue.

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In some ways, it seems a critique of stories as they are meant to be, instead suggesting it is the ludicrous way in which we tell them through exaggeration is what becomes the story.

Since realising this, I think what I am really interested in is not just the stories people are telling, but how they tell them that I am attracted to. For example, at my aunt and uncles house there are three stone sculptures of heads on their mantle piece which my uncle found in a skip. He says that in the medieval times they believed murderers all had the same anatomy, and these heads are in fact death masks of murderers used to figure out the bone structure that would possess every murderer. While sat at a candle lit dinner, the heads glowing and watching over us, I was told the story of the severed head. Our family friend had gone to open day for a boarding school and while playing football had kicked the ball into a nearby bush. Going to retrieve it and continue the game, he kicked it out into the playing field. What landed was not the football, but a severed head. The school sent out a small apology letter, but covered up the story and it was never heard about again, except through word of mouth. Becoming its own kind of myth, I hear and retell this story often, surprisingly regularly receiving a similar story in reaction.

I am interested in how to turn such accounts into their own visual stories or pieces of work. I believe one way to do this is to learn what is so interesting in each individual story and focus on this, whether it as obscure as the fact it is so dramatic and making an installation full of shadows and mystery, or as specific as a particular description of an object and recreating it.

I am interested in interactive works; I believe giving a role to the audience to be immersed is very powerful in its effect, especially when exploring storytelling, where the audience and the memories they are left with is half of the experience. Saying that, I believe it should be a memory they are left with only. Often people are interested in taking a physical object away from an artwork, as well as a memory.

https://www.moma.org/learn/moma_learning/yoko-ono-cut-piece-1964/

For example in Yoko Ono’s ‘Cut Piece’, the audience members were invited to come and cut off a piece of her clothing. What is powerful about this performance is not the fact they walk away with a piece of her cloth - an artefact of such a famous artwork - but the fact they committed the act. The fabric has become the documentation, the intimate act the work. Therefore, I find it more exciting to leave the room empty handed. If there is nothing to tell except for the story of the experience - we are left with a series of interesting experiences and accounts, becoming a story and artwork in itself.

Another way in which we can dramatise is through physical size and dominance. Working on a large scale excites me. Phyllida Barlows' work at the 2017 Venice Biennale felt almost like a stage design. The construction and emphasis on under cladding became the artwork, it was compromised of monumental structures of various, large heights filling the gallery.

https://www.designboom.com/art/phyllida-barlow-british-pavilion-venice-biennale-05-28-2017/

I hope to continue researching storytelling and exaggeration through an interesting, dramatic aesthetic.

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bearingwater · 5 years

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Aquarius Sun, Libra Moon: A Visionary Personality

Constant and positive, the Aquarius Sun Libra Moon personality seems to be very acceptant of how diverse people are but is still underpinned by some controlling tendencies.

People with their Sun in Aquarius and their Moon in Libra think only of how to be more refined and how to use their intelligence to help as many people as possible.

They are true revolutionaries who are able to make people rise and support their own opinions. What makes them tick is questioning others’ authority and imposing their own.

Aquarius Sun Libra Moon combination in a nutshell:

Positives: Kind, imaginative, and witty.

Negatives: Gullible, proud, and self-conscious.

Perfect partner: Someone who accepts that they are quite detached.

Advice: They need to care more about themselves and less about others.

These natives will always think ahead of their time as they are true progressive creatures. But they need to impose their ideas more strongly. This would be very important. It’s essential they don’t think of themselves as radicals when doing it because their impact would be truly valuable, and the results of their actions will most likely be very impressive.

Personality traits

Aquarius Sun Libra Moon natives will go where the wind takes them. They are strong and true forces, but they can’t keep being constant and they immediately subject themselves to change.

They will have a great impact as long as they’ll continue to be interested in something. However, it’s very possible they will leave projects half done. The more they concentrate, the more bored and interested in change they become.

So they will move to something more appealing as soon as they will feel like they have committed for too long and too much. And it will be the same no matter if it’s about people or projects.

The Aquarius Sun Libra Moon individuals can jump from one relationship to another in a similar way. While having a large social circle, only a few will be really close to them. They will never need to deal with any psychological problems because they are honest and always express what bothers them.

These natives can have many talents. What they would require is a constructive way to express themselves. They also want to take their loved ones in every emotional journey they are taking. But they need to be methodical about this because people can be difficult.

Optimistic, these natives don’t like to deal with people who are negative and shrewd. Their ideals are high but if only they would learn how to be more practical.

It can be contradicting to know them closely because on one hand they need peace and serenity, and on the other, they are highly active and can’t rest.

It’s their desire for harmony that’s more elusive. Imaginative, they are visual creatures who can fantasize of a better life. But they have to be careful not to confuse reality with fantasy.

This would only mean they have a troublesome imagination. If disciplined and focused, they could use their creativity and become great artists. A job in human relations would suit them too because they are sociable and interested in helping others.

People with this Sun Moon combination give marriage a lot of importance, however, it will be difficult for them to settle as they don’t want to be like the rest of the world.

Many will criticize them for this reason. Or won’t want to have anything to do with them. Because they are open-minded and understanding, they will forgive others when they will make mistakes. And they will hope to get forgiveness for their mistakes too.

The Aquarius Sun Libra Moon natives are able to judge and label people in the most efficient way. As they know how to advertise themselves or anything else, they will convince many to go with what they want.

Their success will very much depend on this trait. The fact that they are persuasive, and a force will help them succeed in business.

They accept and respect people and they are appreciated exactly for this reason, not to mention adored and admired for their optimism.

Because they are honest and trustworthy, they will be disappointed to see others are not the same. Usually detached and aloof, these Aquarius Sun people are also alluring and magnetic.

When their friends will criticize them, they will want to do something about their attitude. But in general, they will have a good opinion of themselves.

Their relationships will be peaceful and strong because they don’t like conflicts and are emotional. They need a home that is cozy and as free of stress as possible because they often meditate and contemplate.

Not to mention where they live is also the place where they retreat from the hectic world that can sometimes make them lose their individuality. Giving themselves a push would only help them in life.

A tricky lover

Lovers with the Aquarius Sun Libra Moon combination want to have things only their way. They will hold on to what they know until their partner will accept them.

Known as the stubborn rebels, these natives are true revolutionaries with eccentric habits. That’s why they need a partner who agrees with the fact that they’re unconventional and often detached.

More than this, these natives have to be trusted they’ll be loyal all the way through the relationship. While efficient loners who are better off without someone, they are completely devoted lovers.

Moon Libra people need to know they’re important in someone’s life. These people really don’t like to be single because they develop a lot according to how their partner sees them.

The biggest challenge of their life is to care more about themselves and less about others. Only through self-awareness, they will manage to balance their needs with their partner’s.

While they have to connect with a lover, they are still not the best when it comes to intimacy. Ruled by Venus, these natives are graceful, elegant but sometimes an emotional mess.

The Aquarius Sun Libra Moon man

The Aquarius Sun Libra Moon gentleman is most likely very good looking but there is more to him than his appearance. When it comes to love, he can be unstable and look only for one-night stands.

That’s why the ladies may not agree with him all the time. Not that he isn’t alluring and kind, he simply can’t hold on to the same relationship for too long.

While many women will know all this about him, they will still be attracted because he’s charming and a true gentleman. But no one should expect him to be deep for he’s only flirtatious.

He will usually get a lady from the first date. But he will be gone for the next one. Borrowing from the Air influence of both the Aquarius and the Libra, he will be just like the wind. Not at all marriage material, he will break many hearts.

It’s normal for the Aquarius Sun Libra Moon man to go for strange women who don’t want something too serious. It simply works for him not to get involved. As soon as he will feel tied down, he will look for another woman.

But he’s fun and a true comedian to be around. The most unreliable and eccentric girl will be the love of his life. If disappointed by or because of a girl, he will throw many parties where only a few of his friends will be invited. His house will be neat and ready for partying even if as a child he never cleaned his room.

Not cheap and crazy about everything artsy, he will probably have antique furniture. Not to mention it’s very possible he will be a painter or a musician. Sitting behind a desk is not at all his style. Smart, he will know where his money is. Not that he won’t spend, he will just keep a good track of his income and what goes out.

The Aquarius Sun Libra Moon woman

The Aquarius Sun Libra Moon woman loves to love and will take pleasure in every relationship and fall for people very fast. But she’s changeable and never committed. That’s why she can become infatuated.

It’s normal for her to fall for men who don’t share her feelings. Or those who don’t bother their mind with love so much. While she wants attention, this lady will still insist on having her independence.

The man who will be unavailable and will not allow himself to be captured by her will be the one to whom she’s paying all of her attention.

But she won’t tell anyone about her crush. It’s possible she will even marry someone else and still won’t admit to anyone she has a secret.

This lady has many friends from different corners of the world. She won’t necessarily be too close to any of them, but she will feel great being admired.

Her attitude towards these people will be that of a kind, attentive and gallant person. She will always give a hand when her help will be required. A little bit traditionalist and a good worker, she will make friends with colleagues at work too.

Because she’s convincing, she could be a great salesperson. People have to trust her because she’s devoted and likes to join her close ones in their pursuits. But it’s suggested they also put up a fight before they become her friends for she doesn’t like to obtain things easily.

Those who are in love with her can send her flowers and her favorite music on a memory stick. She will love it. Only other Air signs can truly understand this woman.

#aquarius #libra #libra moon #astrology #zodiac #sunmoon

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ph3onix-dancing-blog · 6 years

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•"and all ι ever wanт ιѕ jυѕт a lιттle love.“•

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naмe: Zathael Ilrū

ѕтage naмe: Panther

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ιnғorмaтιon ━━━━━━━━━━━━

нoмe: Vesuvia

age: 26

вιrтнday: 9/29

zodιac: Libra

aғғιlιaтιon(ѕ): Lumière du Soleil Couchant (Brothel) [Translation: Sunset Glimmer)

occυpaтιon(s): Entertainer, Courtesan

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race: Human

gender: Male

нaιr color: Chestnut brown, with long bangs. He keeps it cut short, but messy; it’s thick and looks like it’s in a constant state of bedhead. But it’s also surprisingly soft.

eye color: Golden red

нeιgнт: 5'10”

weιgнт: 160 lbs.

мarιтal ѕтaтυѕ: Single

orιenтaтιon: Pansexual

weapon(ѕ): Stilettos he keeps strapped to his thighs for self defense.

•Small vial of nightshade.

ѕpecιal мarĸιngѕ: Scar over his right eye from an accident when he was a child.

мaĸeυp: Golden eye shadow whenever he preforms, along with black kohl liner.

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ғood: Murgh Kari

drιnĸ: Spiced

ғlower: Black Hellebore

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•Confident: He’s been in the business longer than Ezra has, and thus, is far more confident in his skin. He knows how to move to catch attention, how to hold himself without seeming like he’s trying too hard.

•He learned early on how to get what he wants. He enjoys toying with people, enjoys watching them try to figure out his riddles.

•Refuses to talk about his past. His years before working at the Lumière are dark, and he’d rather leave them in the past.

•He’s an upper tier Courtesan; most of his time is spent lazing about or teaching the younger ones how the world works. He’ll take in customers that hold no title occasionally, if he’s feeling like it.

•He’s not particularly close to any of the main six, truth be told. If anyone, it’d be Julian- primarily due to having to visit his clinic after spending a night with the count. He likes the Doctor- he’s interesting. Different from the men he’s used to being around. He likes listening to his stories.

•Asra is a constant curiosity. It’s the magic that drew him in initially, but the soft voice and aura of mystery that had him hooked in the end. He still maintained his distance- he had to. He didn’t want things to become tangled like Ezra and the Count.

•The Count is not his favorite. He worries for Ezra and for his infatuation. But he knows the boy can handle himself… But the Count can be rude, and harsh, and he’s felt the biting grip of that metal hand far too many times. The Countess, however, remains as a blessing. He enjoys being in her company. He’s not as close to them as Ezra is, however.

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•His mother and father were artists, his mother, a painter, his father, a sculpter. However, both were taken by an illness when Zathael was just a boy. Orphaned at a young age, Zathael spent much of his childhood living in the streets and stealing food. He was taken in by Madame LeFerr when he was nine years old, after she’d caught him trying to steal a silk scarf so he could sell it for food.

•It was shortly after he was taken in when the Incident occurred. He’d gone to the market when he was cornered, and acting on instinct, tried to run. This ended with him on his back and some boys over him, beating him. One had a shard of glass, and used it to cut him. It’s a wonder he didn’t lose his eye. Madame LeFerr was furious when he came back, but did her best to clean him up and tend to the wound. He wasn’t allowed back to the markets after this.

•The Madame taught him seduction first, how to move his body, how to bat his eyelashes, how to smile like you’ve got a secret. After he mastered that, she then taught him how to woo the Court. By age sixteen, he was already receiving positive feedback. He didn’t officially start to work until he was eighteen, and by then, he’d risen in the ranks. By twenty, he was wooing the Court almost nightly.

•She brought in an entertainer to teach him how to use the Cyr [x]. The large metal hoop had been difficult to learn at first, and even more difficult to control. It became his main form of entertainment when he wasn’t working as a courtesan. His flexibility is what prompted this. Ever since he was a child, he was extremely flexible, going as far as being able to perform certain contortion movements. It’s thrilling, the quick movements, feeling as if he were gliding through air. It takes a lot of strength, both upper and lower body, to control it. He had the choice to learn the German Wheel, but declined, stating that he’d rather stick with the Cyr and perfect it.

•He’s different from Ezra and the other workers in the sense that he’s more dominant. He doesn’t lie on his back for just anyone, after all. He prefers to be in control. Of course, there are always exceptions.

•He still has his pick-pocket tendencies about him. If a customer was especially rude, he’ll take something from them that they wouldn’t notice missing until they were far from the Brothel. Madame LeFerr also will occasionally use him as a set of eyes and ears, sending him out to mingle with the crowds, letting him do the talking to get information. He’s good at it, too.

#zathael ilrū #the arcana #the arcana game #original character #julian devorak #count lucio #nadia satrinava #asra the magician #courtesan #;;;he's a spicy boi

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GREED (’24): The Desire for More by Greg Ferrara

GREED, the 1924 film adaptation of the Frank Norris novel McTeague, in its severely edited, truncated form, is a monumental achievement in cinema. What it was like before it was ruthlessly hacked to bits, I can only imagine. Written for the screen by June Mathis and Erich von Stroheim and personally directed by von Stroheim, GREED is a film that epically portrays the lives and hardships of everyday people. The epics of the time, and even today, dealt with the Civil War, Napoleon and the fall of Rome. GREED follows the fortunes and hardships of Trina (Zasu Pitts), Marcus (Jean Hersholt) and McTeague (Gibson Gowland) as their lives go from ordinary, to troubled, to tragic.

GREED begins with McTeague working in a gold mine, laboring away, gaining nothing. As he exits the mine, in one of the first tracking shots of many in this incredibly fluid film, he finds a bird, wounded and sitting alone on the tracks. He picks it up, coddles it, kisses it and very quickly becomes attached. When a fellow miner mocks him and knocks the bird away, McTeague picks him up and hurls him over the side of the hill, nearly killing him. McTeague has a violent temper.

What follows next we can now only see in glimpses. Two entire subplots were removed from the film but there were also plenty of short asides, like the scenes of McTeague’s awful father, drunken and womanizing in the presence of his long-suffering wife until his horrid ways lead to his death and a new life for McTeague. This story illustrates the violence that runs in the McTeague men, but unfortunately with the edit all we have now are stills from the set itself.

In what remains, a dentist comes to town to pull the locals’ teeth and McTeague’s mother implores him to take on her son as an apprentice. Years later, when McTeague’s mother dies, he sets off on his own as a successful dentist, meets Marcus and his cousin, Trina, and becomes infatuated with her. Marcus had intended to marry her but does not stand in McTeague’s way when the two wed, leaving Marcus to feel resentful. Trina, it turns out, has purchased a lottery ticket and won a vast sum of money for the day, $5,000, which she is unwilling to spend. Wisely, she wants to keep it for old age. Marcus feels that the money belongs to him, McTeague feels that it is his as her husband, and neither will be swayed. Marcus reports McTeague for practicing without a license and the two become bitter enemies.

But all of this is mere plot outline. What all of this achieves is showing Marcus’s ever-increasing resentment of McTeague and McTeague’s violent tendencies and the suffering that Trina undergoes as a result, from dismemberment to death. GREED, unlike many movies before and even after, makes no effort to turn away from the gruesome underbelly of humanity. It’s final scenes, shot in Death Valley, are harrowing and painful to watch. There is a shocking reflection on display, a reflection of our worst impulses played out.

The actual cinematic work remains stunning and I cannot imagine the day when it will not be. Cinematographers William Daniels and Ben Reynolds meet every on-location demand posed by von Stroheim, from the opening mine to the final desert climax. The photography is sharp and pointed. The camera lingers, as von Stroheim’s often did, especially with Gloria Swanson later on, though not on beauty but rot. McTeague’s face becomes the film’s living storyboard, his squints and grimaces guiding the story better than any inter-titles ever could.

And speaking of which, Gilbert Gowland gives what is surely one of the screen’s greatest performances, certainly one of the top two or three of the silent era. In the end, as he finds himself handcuffed to a dead man, with no hope of survival and no ammunition to end his own life quickly, we see written across his face a surrender filled with regret that is deeply moving and profoundly recognizable. It has the look of bafflement to it. Surrender is often accompanied by such bewilderment. How did he get here? How did it all go so wrong? What could he have done differently? Gowland manages to communicate all of that in the final moments with no words whatsoever.

Zazu Pitts and Jean Hersholt also do superb work, as do, I am sure, Dale Fuller, Cesare Gravina, Frank Hayes and Fanny Midgley, as Maria, Zerkow, Grannis, and Miss Baker, respectively, though we can now see only snippets of their performances in the subplots meant to illuminate the themes of the story even more.

The crime of what happened to GREED, edited down by the studio from over nine hours to just under two, is multifold. One, the work itself was tampered with against the artist’s wishes. Two, the edited material was not retained for a second version that could be shown at a later date (it was already shot and edited, it needed only to be stored away). Three, the lack of foresight into how to deal with such a massive undertaking was absent. Today, the solution would have been simple. Either a trilogy or a series. A trilogy would have worked beautifully for von Stroheim’s purposes.

The first act of the trilogy would cover McTeague going from the gold mine to dentistry to marriage. After Trina wins the lottery and Marcus destroys him, part one naturally ends. McTeague has gone from rags to riches, found love and friendship, suffered betrayal and loss. Now he is ruined. End of part one.

The second act begins with McTeague building himself back up, flying into rages with Trina, attacking her, leading to her infection and amputations, and finally, her murder at his hands when he goes on the run. End of part two.

The third and final act begins with McTeague fleeing and the law in pursuit. Marcus finds out and pursues on his own leading to the famous climax in the desert. End of trilogy.

Sadly, this kind of template wasn’t common in the 1920s and when people thought of movies coming in chapters or acts, they thought of cheap serials, not cinematic masterworks. GREED could have been saved with more imagination from the powers that be, and could have made more money (and let’s face it, that’s the main reasons sequels/prequels/trilogies/etc. became so popular in the first place, they make money). Alas, it was not to be. We will never see the footage that was later edited out because most of it was destroyed. It did not have an initial run in its original form which would lead many to hold out hope that a full-length print exists somewhere. No, it was chopped up before it ever got released. It was only shown once before von Stroheim turned it over to the studio without making a second print. So, it’s lost, forever. But what we have, what still remains, is so powerful, so visually dazzling, so epically filmed, so magnificently acted, that we are on solid ground in assuming that the rest of it could only have made it better. Even so, as it stands, Erich von Stroheim’s GREED cannot be underestimated and should not be undervalued. It is one of the greatest achievements in cinema. Then, now or ever.

#FilmStruck #silent film #Greed #Erich Von Stroheim #StreamLine Blog #Greg Ferrara

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ph3onix-dancing-blog · 6 years

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•"and all ι ever wanт ιѕ jυѕт a lιттle love.“•

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naмe: Zathael Ilrū

ѕтage naмe: Panther

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ιnғorмaтιon ━━━━━━━━━━━━

нoмe: Vesuvia

age: 26

вιrтнday: 9/29

zodιac: Libra

aғғιlιaтιon(ѕ): Lumière du Soleil Couchant (Brothel) [Translation: Sunset Glimmer)

occυpaтιon(s): Entertainer, Courtesan

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deѕcrιpтιon ━━━━━━━━━━━━

race: Human

gender: Male

нaιr color: Chestnut brown, with long bangs. He keeps it cut short, but messy; it’s thick and looks like it’s in a constant state of bedhead. But it’s also surprisingly soft.

eye color: Golden red

нeιgнт: 5'10”

weιgнт: 160 lbs.

мarιтal ѕтaтυѕ: Single

orιenтaтιon: Pansexual

weapon(ѕ): Stilettos he keeps strapped to his thighs for self defense.

•Small vial of nightshade.

ѕpecιal мarĸιngѕ: Scar over his right eye from an accident when he was a child.

мaĸeυp: Golden eye shadow whenever he preforms, along with black kohl liner.

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ғood: Murgh Kari

drιnĸ: Spiced Rum and Ginger Ale

ғlower: Black Hellebore

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•He learned early on how to get what he wants. He enjoys toying with people, enjoys watching them try to figure out his riddles.

•Refuses to talk about his past. His years before working at the Lumière are dark, and he’d rather leave them in the past.

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•She brought in an entertainer to teach him how to use the Cyr. The large metal hoop had been difficult to learn at first, and even more difficult to control. It became his main form of entertainment when he wasn’t working as a courtesan. His flexibility is what prompted this. Ever since he was a child, he was extremely flexible, going as far as being able to perform certain contortion movements. It’s thrilling, the quick movements, feeling as if he were gliding through air. It takes a lot of strength, both upper and lower body, to control it. He had the choice to learn the German Wheel, but declined, stating that he’d rather stick with the Cyr and perfect it.

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•Cyr Wheel

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•The way the sky looks just before sunrise, when the stars have disappeared and the moon is no longer in the sky.

•Festivals! He enjoys how colorful and lively the city becomes, as well as whenever he has the chance to show off, if Madame LeFerr allows it.

•Anything spicy. He lives for the spice.

•Cats! He adores cats. Or crows- they’re so intelligent.

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•Early mornings. He prefers to sleep in.

•Silence. He cannot stand to sit in silence. It makes his skin crawl.

•Spiders. He has arachnophobia.

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•Glass Animals: Toes

•Chilla Quartet: El Tange de Roxanne

•Debussy: Arabesque No. 1

#zathael ilrū #the arcana #the arcana game #the arcana rp #original character #brothel #courtesan

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