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one-time-i-dreamt · 6 months
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I was a medieval princess and I had a French tennis instructor named Corset, but he insisted it was pronounced “Core-SAY”.
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contac · 2 months
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Gotta catch 'em all.
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aesthetic--mood · 4 months
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Pete Mitchell "Maverick" Aesthetic
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fetishdaddyissues · 5 months
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Police constable has a bad day today, better not be noticed!
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anatomyofjamesyates · 11 months
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dailycharacteroption · 2 months
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Instructor (Starfinder Archetype)
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(art by DamaiMikaz on DeviantArt)
We have another Starfinder archetype today, and it’s one that I have a much higher opinion of!
When it comes to fantasy and sci-fi RPGs, it usually is an inevitability that player characters eventually become masters of their chosen craft, the sort that become legends not just for their heroics but also for their mastery of one or more fields, from which others might learn.
Of course, becoming a teacher or instructor is usually something reserved for a post-campaign retirement for characters, but there is precedent for it in stories where the characters have a home they come back to, such as a fighter instructing the soldiers and guards of a castle, or a wizard teaching the next generation of mages.
However, in the far future of Starfinder, with the advances in education and communication technology, it is very possible for a character to have a day job or moonlight as an instructor in their field.
Enter the Instructor archetype, which does exactly that. Unlike many archetypes in Starfinder, it does have a prerequisite, being that the character must actually be high enough level and have enough skill ranks in a field to actually qualify as a competent teacher.
Such characters are masters of their chosen profession, not only becoming especially gifted with it, but also being able to effectively guide and coach others on it when necessary in the field, not just in the classroom.
When taking this archetype, one must choose a skill that becomes the focus for the class, which must be one that the individual is especially well-trained in.
So familiar are they with this skill that they can act with patience and confidence even when others would find the situation too stressful. What’s more, they can expend a bit more of this focus to fall back on their training and make it even easier.
They also become quite effective at aiding and instructing others in that field, able to either speed up the process of aiding them, or providing even greater aid, which only increases as they grow in skill.
Finally, the most skilled among them can do a thorough perfect job with their chosen field even when doing so would be hazardous or impossible, and they can see the consequences of such focus coming, letting them deal with them before they become an issue.
This archetype is a perfect example of a non-specific character option that can make a character a true afficionado at a chosen skill. That flexibility means that it can be used with every class and every skill. An ace pilot, a magical or scientific instructor, a master diplomat, or even just something as simple as an athletic instructor can be very useful and thematic not just in their own personal skill utility but also in aiding others in performing the same skills. What’s more, the archetype is simple enough and appears late enough in the game that it doesn’t affect your build beyond making you a bit more skill-focused in one area.
While the archetype does imply that the bearer be skilled enough to teach their vocation, exactly how they go about teaching is another story. Consider their personality and teaching style, since you’ll have time before you can actually take the archetype. Are they a patient teacher or a harsh taskmaster?
Even in the interconnected age of the stars, elves are slow to change and to trust, but slowly and surely it is happening, which is why worldly elven instructors are a must to help the new generation understand other species. However, there are those that would rather elves be insular and distrustful of other peoples forever. As such, biologist Reiyana is hiring for a bodyguard position during her return to elven space for a round of public speaking.
So dedicated to service that not even death stopped her, the bone trooper now known as Broken Circuit is an expert on hybrid tech and magical hacking. However, the war is over and retirement has finally found her. Now, she spends her time as a countermeasures instructor, but many guess correctly that she yearns to be back in the field.
There are those who wonder why a professional chef also moonlights as an adventurer, but Rebis doesn’t mind the confusion. After all, cooking is a universal need for living beings, and they aim to understand how to cook most any nonsentient creature they encounter in the galaxy, and how to cook them in any atmosphere or other planetary conditions.
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nicstylus · 4 months
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Commissions are OPEN :]
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kingofcards · 13 days
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It's perhaps the least-flattering photo of Michele Leonhart ever taken, in a hideous hospital gown, not even looking at the damn camera-- but she's not the focus. The baby is, tiny and swaddled in her arms.
[txt]: Leah Raine, 4 pounds 2 oz. And perfectly healthy, despite the early arrival.
[txt]: You're welcome to come meet her.
And it's not like Dollet is that far-- a forty-minute ferry ride, if that. But, ever since she'd retired, gotten married, and moved off the damn island, it might as well be space for as often as she sees her friends.
She sends the texts quickly, before she can think too much about it.
[txt]: I miss you.
-corditeheart
@corditeheart | It's a GIRL!!! |
The messages come just after Quistis has clocked off for the weekend. She had already let everyone know she was taking the weekend off to see her best friend. Especially after the news that she'd be ending up with her baby early.
Quistis wouldn't miss it for the world! She was going to live vicariously through Michele even if it killed them. So long as it didn't hurt the baby anyway. She smiled down at the phone, motherhood already looked good on the former lieutenant commander.
[txt]: You both look PERFECT! [txt]: Way ahead of you. I'm on my way, just gotta pack a few things and then I'll be around so much you'll wanna throw me in space. [txt]: I've missed you too.
She saved the photo to her phone and made it her background, zooming in on just Michele and the baby. Then she headed to her and Seifer's shared apartment to grab her things, kissed him good-bye and "borrowed" on of the Garden's Navel crafts to hightail it to Dollet.
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ladybugwerks · 3 months
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one-time-i-dreamt · 6 months
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Willem Dafoe was a Taekwondo instructor and I was his assistant instructor. He was actually a wonderful teacher.
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Episode One of Band Every Tuesday
Director: Anyone know what marcato is? Percussionist: MARRACCAS! Director: Sadly not. Flute? The flute player next to me: Staccato. Director: Far more annoying! Collectively, the band in an annoyed tone: Rhythm.
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justaweirdo06 · 1 month
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How it feels to have to perform a concert tomorrow and your band instructor switching what you'll be playing the day before it
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wojakgallery · 2 months
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Title/Name: Robert Norman Ross, popularly known as ‘Bob Ross’, (1942–1995). Bio: American painter and art instructor who created and hosted the The Joy of Painting, an instructional television program. Ross would subsequently become widely known through his posthumous internet presence. Country: USA Wojak Series: Bloomer (Variant) Image by: Unknown Main Tag: Bob Ross Wojak
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infjpaladin · 2 years
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Being introverted and autistic I felt that one.
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kingofcards · 5 months
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“I know you can manage it, you just don’t *have* to.” -corditeheart
@corditeheart | Q the Pathetic |
Xu was right, and she knew she was right. Quistis could have asked for help ages ago. Michele was her BEST FRIEND, she really should have told her. But, it seemed so simple, so easy, so hide-able.
"I know I don't have to. It's just, it seemed easier to just try and deal with it myself. I mean, it's entirely my own fault. I broke his trust and I should be the one to fix it, right?" She wasn't even sure what she was saying anymore.
Quistis had tried teaching again, she'd gotten re-certified and everything. She'd been at it for close to a year now, but... She gave a heavy sigh and took a long pull at the bottle of whiskey one of the guys had left in her kitchen at some point. She wasn't even sure how old it was or how long it had sat on her counter for. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had people over for dinner, which was likely when it had turned up.
She had recently taken out a group of second years, just to the forest to get them familiar with how tracking beasts in the wild differed from the more controlled environment of the Training Center. She likely should have thought of the possibility, but she hadn't. So, when two of her students wandered off from the group shortly after she had noted T-rexaur foot prints, she wasn't prepared.
The kids were fine, she'd put protections up on the class still around her when she heard the first scream and told them to stay and then sprinted to the rescue. A single broken arm of one student wasn't so bad. However, the disappointment on Cid and Squall's faces when she reported it... that she couldn't handle.
It didn't help any that she'd broken her own leg while herding all of them back to the Garden. She had dutifully taken herself and her class to the Infirmary, didn't let Kadowaki look at her herself, just had one of her assistants splint her leg so she could go report the damages.
And now she was on bed rest, which was a joke, because she still had shit to DO. She couldn't stay in bed, she had classes to teach! Not that she could do that with the same poise as before since she would have to be in her seat the whole time with her leg propped up on her desk via doctors orders, which was as far from the image she wanted to portray as an instructor as she could possibly get. She might as well have Seifer teach her classes at that rate!
Yet here she was, in her dorm room, drinking alcohol and feeling sorry for herself because Squall had literally put her under house arrest, telling her in no uncertain terms that she was to stay in her dorm until she could function properly, and THEN they would discuss her oversight as an instructor. So, he didn't trust her to teach, he didn't trust her to take care of herself, and there wasn't much she could even argue in her own defense about it. Because, frankly, she didn't trust herself either.
"I'm supposed to be GOOD at this! For fuck's sake, I don't think I can even wallow properly! I'm a disaster, why are you friends with me?" Quistis put the bottle down and covered her face with her hands willing the tears to go away. She didn't like admitting how much it hurt to not be trusted, because it definitely hurt way more than her broken leg.
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nicstylus · 4 months
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You can watch on YouTube here
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