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33. Dyr (lol)
33: Which of the seven virtues (chastity, charity, diligence, humility, kindness, patience, justice) does your OC most embody?
Diligence, “careful and persistent work or effort”. I mean, if you think about it he’s running his own company and makes a nice piece of change doing it.
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2. Do you have a personal favourite among your OCs?
I’ve always been awful at picking favorites, especially amongst so many choices. orz
I can tell you one of my favorite archetypes is the tall dark and creepy / mysterious obsessive type. Dyranygal and Lord Garen are great examples and little tastes of this idea run in p-pretty much every one of my villains;; sorry;;
I’m nothing if not self-indulgent.
Was Dyr a nicer person pre-varkification? Does becoming an emotionalist varke have consequences down the line? Like even when they cycle into were or illusionist, do they still have that bit of emotional instability?
Yup, they keep whatever comes first, since that was their foundation. They'd keep whatever's second too if they got to live that long. The cycling thing is becoming take it or leave it canon-wise anyway, I'm thinking it's a little too OP. But I guess century-old, soul-sucking, super-strong, mentally-manipulating creatures are a little OP in the first place. :P
I think in the original writeup, emotionalists only have the wild (WILD) mood swings while they're adjusting. There's no reason to think they would not be more easily compromised than your average person down the line though, absolutely.Whether it's a trend or bad characterization, I do know that some of my emotionalists (have GOT to come up with a better name for that) come off as almost.. stoic. Maybe that could up the 'what the fuck' levels when they eventually freak out on someone TvT;;;;
Sometimes, Dyr gets lost in his own mind and forgets that he's standing in a public space like an art museum. He can't even count the times some security guard found him after closing time or one of his entourage had to come look for him.
Dyr, 10, 13, 14, 20 (HEHEHE)
oh jeez ah um uH I TOOK SO LOGN WRITING THIS AND DIDNT EVEN COME UP WITH ANYTHING GOOD
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Dyr forgets to blink. So he's always staring. Just these two black marbles looking down at you with the same bemusement a of a man watching two animals fight for a scrap of food. Cold eyes, like all the warmth had long been drained from them.
Dyranygal stared at the apparition in front of him. It was too solid to be an apparition, dripping plum from the servants it had torn apart on its way there. The specter was slim; dark scaled and dark eyed and slowly walked towards him. He was so familiar, Dyr stood up from his seat, trying to remember his name.
“Keijozegal?” He asked.
The apparition paused, blinking once in disbelief and offense, before lunging at Dyranygal with a roar. Dyranygal found a cold hand clutched around his face, smashing him into a wall and tearing through his scalp before he managed to push the attacker away. He got up to his feet only for something hard to hit his side, flinging his body like a doll across the large room and flopping onto a table which cracked beneath his back, sharp splinters the size of fingers stabbing into his back.
Dyranygal pulled himself back up, his left eye refusing to open as cold sludge ran down his face and back. Everything… felt… not right. He reached up and wiped the sludge off, looking down at his hand. It was covered in near black paste, it took Dyranygal far too long to realize it was his own blood. He wheezed, a cold rope drawing through his ribs and spine.
For the first time in so long, Dyranygal remembered what pain was… and terror.
What was proto-Dyr like? Before he became EVIL ALIEN ADONIS?
Dyr’s actually one of my newer Garrans. He was created after they settled into their current forms. [rummages through notebooks] He’s circa 2008
! Actually, he was a shadowy villain we didn’t know much about, since the story of Reverie was told from Alanal’s (and therefore, Niloein’s) perspective.
