Zatou Zilv'arra

What would prevent you from following someone?

Are aesthetics important to you? If they are, why?

What current rp trend do you hate?

How do you explain rp to someone in the real world?

Do you prefer interacting with male muses or female more? Why? 

Do you prefer writing male muses or female more? Why?

What’s your opinion on call out posts? 

Name any three things about the rpc that bother you.

What is your opinion on exclusivity? Do you practice it? Why / why not?

Have you ever had a bad experience with commissions? As either someone who makes them or as someone who buys them?

What do you know now about rp that you wish you knew when you first started?

Have you been involved in drama? Do you regret it?

Have you ever thought about leaving rp? What caused it? What changed your mind?

Do you think rp has had a positive or negative affect on your life or you as a person?

How has rp changed you personally?

If you could change one thing about rp on tumblr, what would it be? Why?

Have you ever sent a message to yourself on anon? Why?

Have you ever sent hate to yourself on anon? Why? 

Do you delete anon hate or post and address it? Why?

Have you ever felt pressured to write something you weren’t comfortable with?

Have you ever followed someone because you felt like you had to, not because you wanted to?

What would make you block someone?

Have you ever stolen something from someone else?

Have you ever had something stolen from you? If so, how did you handle it?

Are you open to duplicates? Why / why not?

How do you feel about vague posting? 

Do you follow people even if they don’t follow you back?

Do you read people’s rules before following or interacting?

What is your opinion on “reblog karma” and do you practice it?

How have you responded to popular slang used on tumblr? Do you use it in every day life? Do you use it at all?

Is there something you don’t know the meaning of but you haven’t asked anyone because you think it’s supposed to be general knowledge? Was there ever something you had to ask someone to explain? 

Have you ever experienced discrimination? 

How do you feel about personal blogs following your rp blog?

Have you ever cried while writing a reply?

Do you read other people’s threads or do you only read your own?

What’s one thing that other people seem to hate that doesn’t bother you?

How do you feel about tagging triggers? Do you tag them? How do you determine what is triggering content and what isn’t?

Are aesthetics important to you? If they are, why? **No, but I love them and how everyone is so very different.**

What current rp trend do you hate? ** I don’t know.**

How do you explain rp to someone in the real world? ** It’s a way to explore creativity.**

Do you prefer interacting with male muses or female more? Why? **Doesn’t matter to me.**

Do you prefer writing male muses or female more? Why? **Don’t care.**

What’s your opinion on call out posts? **Doesn’t bother me.**

Name any three things about the rpc that bother you. **RPC?**

What is your opinion on exclusivity? Do you practice it? Why / why not? **Seems it’s better to get story done.**

Have you ever had a bad experience with commissions? As either someone who makes them or as someone who buys them? **No.**

What do you know now about rp that you wish you knew when you first started? **Nothing. I enjoyed the entire ride.**

Have you been involved in drama? Do you regret it? **Yes and nope.**

Have you ever thought about leaving rp? What caused it? What changed your mind? **From time to time it can get stale. But, I do thoroughly enjoy it.**

Do you think rp has had a positive or negative affect on your life or you as a person? **Positive.**

How has rp changed you personally? **Made me more creative.**

If you could change one thing about rp on tumblr, what would it be? Why? **Nothing.**

Have you ever sent a message to yourself on anon? Why? **No.**

Have you ever sent hate to yourself on anon? Why? **No.**

Do you delete anon hate or post and address it? Why? **Depends what it’s in reference to.**

Have you ever felt pressured to write something you weren’t comfortable with? **I use to.**

Have you ever followed someone because you felt like you had to, not because you wanted to? **Nope.**

What would make you block someone? **A number of reasons.**

Have you ever stolen something from someone else? **No.**

Have you ever had something stolen from you? If so, how did you handle it? **Yes, I didn’t care.**

Are you open to duplicates? Why / why not? **Pass.**

How do you feel about vague posting? **I dislike it.**

Do you follow people even if they don’t follow you back? **Yes.**

Do you read people’s rules before following or interacting? **Sometimes.**

What is your opinion on “reblog karma” and do you practice it? **What is this bullshit? What the fuck is reblog karma?**

How have you responded to popular slang used on tumblr? Do you use it in every day life? Do you use it at all? **Wouldn’t know it.**

Is there something you don’t know the meaning of but you haven’t asked anyone because you think it’s supposed to be general knowledge? Was there ever something you had to ask someone to explain? **Who wouldn’t want to ask? It’s always good to know, especially if you believe it’ll make you better. As far as asking someone to explain something to me? All the time. ^^ **

Have you ever experienced discrimination? **Yup.**

How do you feel about personal blogs following your rp blog? **I don’t mind.**

Have you ever cried while writing a reply? **Yes.**

Do you read other people’s threads or do you only read your own? **I wander a lot.**

What’s one thing that other people seem to hate that doesn’t bother you? **God modders.**

How do you feel about tagging triggers? Do you tag them? How do you determine what is triggering content and what isn’t? **I make decisions.**

What advice would you give to someone new to rp? **Don’t let anyone ever try to derail your fun. **

Music The suns had turned into moons as the unknown silence fell upon the desert gem of Ul’dah. Some may have noticed that a single figure had seemingly disappeared from the tapestry of everyday life. The pristine gossamer gown that fluttered as it was folded beneath an elegant form. The rose tinted hues of a predatory gaze that was often more animalistic than her outward nature suggested. Missing was the scent of iron rusted blood with the hot steam of her tea, and the ornate runic cup that had the pleasure of touching her lips.  Had those who noticed, rejoiced in the absence of her company, or did they know better? Afterall, there is always a calm before the storm..

 “Shall we try again, Tahganhi..? “ The hushed haunted melody purred from her lips as metal laced talons dragged upon the stone wall beside the Xaela’s head. Her voice was like that of a lover but the blood that dripped from the corners of her lips suggested otherwise. “Just tell me where the stone is.”

There in the darkness of an enchanted forest growing within a hidden estate, stood a single Xaela. His skin was sunburnt red with raised scared markings that followed the natural growth of his black scales. Vines wrapped about his wrists, forearms and ankles as his blood poured freely from new markings that littered his chest. Runic markings that held no meaning in Eorzea. Markings that had been dug into the skin with the very talons that now scratched the wall. His horns had been snapped off with such force that they splintered into his skull. His fierce gaze watched her in defence as she walked about him. Even when she was out of range of his sight, his chin rose to make sure it was known that he would never bow. “Such a waste of potential. It’s a pity. Especially for such a silly thing as a false god.” The brush of her lips against his cheekbone was promptly answered with a guttural growl and his spit toward her face. “You Elezen are filthy and weak… “ 

The single word of Elezen made her pause, even allowing his spit to drip down her face for a moment. The corners of her lips curling as those nocturnal lenses flashed in what could be mistaken for lust. Her laughter echoed through the room as she came to face him directly. With a cant of her head, she brought her wrist to her mouth and slowly bite down. 

Confusion crossed Tahganhi’s face as he watched the woman bite into her own flesh. Protesting came next as her wrist was pushed against his lips as she cooed a shh like a mother to a crying child. His eyes widened in horror as it started. 

At first, it felt like a surge of energy up his skin and then like something crawling beneath his skin. He struggled and pulled at the vines but they just grew tighter about him. She stepped away and twirled on the balls of her feet sending the gossamer gown spinning about her. With each step, she hummed and then began to sing.

“Mzil jindurnlu'mzil places inbal Usstan z'hinusreztormxuil dos.”♪ From the ruin marks in his skin, the first vines breached his skin. His howl filling the room in a harmony to her song. Her hair fell from its tightly bound braids. “ L'drathir rin'ovmriggina l'linathnaustshlu'tanym'uer. “♪ His stomach began to pulse then grow as if he was suddenly pregnant. She smiled and raised her hands to the air then pulled at an unseen force. Blood, bone, and guts burst outward as think vines and thorns erupted from within him. She licked her lips and continued singing. Long fur lined ears lifting from along her head. She smirked.

“Xun dos nym'uer uns‘aawundosstrarrkrik'vlicss? Usstan tlunl'molod'asterlu’harald d'treemmai..“ He could feel the vines coming up his throat toward his nose and eyes. She could feel it too. Her song was hushed to silence as she walked closer to him.

“You believed in nothing and so you are… nothing.”  Kissing his lips she growled in a feral nature. “Oh my darling.. shh.  Please do not misunderstand. Everything I do is an act of love. From your suffering paradise will be made.”