Post by Zephyr Hart on Apr 27, 2017 2:41:24 GMT
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"What's it with characters always needin' some meticulous, heartfelt backstory t' justify their actions, anyway? We've all got our own demons, but that's no reason t' blame everything ya do on the past. Plus, no right-minded bloke has his baggage recorded all nice for a bunch of random strangers t' read in one go... Unless he's some famous guy. Then his whole existence's likely already been picked to pieces by the public, and there'd be no good reason for me t' tell it all over again.
[break][break]"Lucky for you: I'm not some famous guy, and I got a few minutes t' kill.
[break][break]"Let's skip the borin' parts and get right to the bit everyone's curious about, yeh? The fire that's got my skin all mangled an' lost me my legs. I was 'bout eight then, livin' with my parents like most kids do. Turns out they'd got themselves caught in th' middle of that Helios Knight versus Leviathan conflict a while back. I'm not sure what side, frankly. Not sure they'd even sided at all. But it doesn't really matter what's true in th' end, cus someone was pissed at 'em. Burned down th' whole apartment complex one night... The truth b'hind that story's not gonna bring any of 'em back.
[break][break]"Mum, dad, an' Trav -- my brother -- didn't make it out. Most've our neighbors didn't either. But I did. Somehow. Well, most of me did, anyway. Now I got two stumps for legs, half a left hand, and an' eye socket filled by a fancy marble. Trust magically-made fire t' be a pain in the ass t' heal. Anyway, Leviathan wasn't doin' too hot in that war; they were goin' round lickin' their wounds and pickin' up scraps by th' end. Puttin' it bluntly, I was one o' those scraps. They're the closest thing t' family I've got now.
[break][break]"I've gotten better since then on most fronts. The fire's somethin' I can talk about without gettin' panicky, and I've made myself some nice new limbs that're good enough t' fight with. Not enough people appreciate mixin' magic and metal, y'know. I swear, there's a whole branch of magic bein' straight-up ignored cus no one wants t' put their trust in a machine. Hopefully I'll be able t' change some minds 'bout that before I'm offed. That's what we're about, right? Changin' the face o' magic.
[break][break]"By "we" I mean Leviathan -- despite th' fact I spend most o' my time with the Jester's Den folks -- they just let anyone in. ANYONE. No joke. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complainin'. It's not like I can just waltz around sayin' I'm with the group that got on the wrong side of the Helios Knights. I'd be burned at the fucking stake -- and trust me, I've had more than enough o' that for one lifetime.
[break][break]"Anyway, I think I've rambled long enough. Maybe next time I'll tell ya 'bout how I met my familiar; it wasn't long after this whole ordeal -- oh! Or my first attempt at buildin' an airship. Real doozy of a tale, that one. But it's not a story for tonight. Give me th' benefit of havin' at least a little mystery, will ya? G'night, folks. Get some rest... Don't forget t' lock your windows -- there's some real freaks out there."
it's not deep
it's just life.
"What's it with characters always needin' some meticulous, heartfelt backstory t' justify their actions, anyway? We've all got our own demons, but that's no reason t' blame everything ya do on the past. Plus, no right-minded bloke has his baggage recorded all nice for a bunch of random strangers t' read in one go... Unless he's some famous guy. Then his whole existence's likely already been picked to pieces by the public, and there'd be no good reason for me t' tell it all over again.
[break][break]"Lucky for you: I'm not some famous guy, and I got a few minutes t' kill.
[break][break]"Let's skip the borin' parts and get right to the bit everyone's curious about, yeh? The fire that's got my skin all mangled an' lost me my legs. I was 'bout eight then, livin' with my parents like most kids do. Turns out they'd got themselves caught in th' middle of that Helios Knight versus Leviathan conflict a while back. I'm not sure what side, frankly. Not sure they'd even sided at all. But it doesn't really matter what's true in th' end, cus someone was pissed at 'em. Burned down th' whole apartment complex one night... The truth b'hind that story's not gonna bring any of 'em back.
[break][break]"Mum, dad, an' Trav -- my brother -- didn't make it out. Most've our neighbors didn't either. But I did. Somehow. Well, most of me did, anyway. Now I got two stumps for legs, half a left hand, and an' eye socket filled by a fancy marble. Trust magically-made fire t' be a pain in the ass t' heal. Anyway, Leviathan wasn't doin' too hot in that war; they were goin' round lickin' their wounds and pickin' up scraps by th' end. Puttin' it bluntly, I was one o' those scraps. They're the closest thing t' family I've got now.
[break][break]"I've gotten better since then on most fronts. The fire's somethin' I can talk about without gettin' panicky, and I've made myself some nice new limbs that're good enough t' fight with. Not enough people appreciate mixin' magic and metal, y'know. I swear, there's a whole branch of magic bein' straight-up ignored cus no one wants t' put their trust in a machine. Hopefully I'll be able t' change some minds 'bout that before I'm offed. That's what we're about, right? Changin' the face o' magic.
[break][break]"By "we" I mean Leviathan -- despite th' fact I spend most o' my time with the Jester's Den folks -- they just let anyone in. ANYONE. No joke. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complainin'. It's not like I can just waltz around sayin' I'm with the group that got on the wrong side of the Helios Knights. I'd be burned at the fucking stake -- and trust me, I've had more than enough o' that for one lifetime.
[break][break]"Anyway, I think I've rambled long enough. Maybe next time I'll tell ya 'bout how I met my familiar; it wasn't long after this whole ordeal -- oh! Or my first attempt at buildin' an airship. Real doozy of a tale, that one. But it's not a story for tonight. Give me th' benefit of havin' at least a little mystery, will ya? G'night, folks. Get some rest... Don't forget t' lock your windows -- there's some real freaks out there."
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