Thank you for 100+ followers! Wehh I’m surprised I got this far /////
P R I Z E S:
- First Place: Waist up/full body (depends on composition) + color. Specifying theme and/or portrayal of character is optional (but recommended; the more detail the better!)
- Second Place: Waist up/bust up (depends on composition) + monochrome + limited color. Specifying theme and/or portrayal of character is optional (but recommended; the more detail the better!)
- Third Place: bust up sketch + limited color.
- [more examples can be found in my dA idk]
☆Please note that first + second place will most likely be painted and therefore take a lot of time to finish.☆
R U L E S:
- You have to be following me (tacticianaevus)! It’s a giveaway for followers, after all.
- You are free to follow during the giveaway and there’s really nothing I can do to keep you from unfollowing afterwards but doing so would hurt my feelings.
- Reblogs only! Likes will not count.
- RP/Ask blogs only. Sorry, friends, I’m drawing muses. If you are a multi-muse blog, please specify which muse!
- No giveaway blogs. Squints.
- No NSFW please. I won’t draw mecha, furries, or animals either (though humans with animalistic traits are fine). Animals as a secondary element to the prize might be added. Depends. I’m bad at this.
- Depending on the prompt you request, I may or may not accept couples.
- Asks open; I have to notify you if you win, after all.
- Might take a while because like I said, painting.
- GIVEAWAY ENDS ON MARCH 22ND. DEPENDS ON WHEN I’M AWAKE.
"Perhaps if your mother had any really sense of mercy, she would have slit your own throat before her own….
I find it terribly amusing how you humans always assume your individuality truly makes any difference in this world. You’re a collective….a jumble of useless beings that are done as quickly as you appear.
You just make rabble.
Whether you lived or died hardly would have made a difference. You think you’re noteworthy? Memorable?
You will be like every other ‘ruler’ before you….a figurehead to be written in a book to serve as a place marker. Do you think you truly make such a difference for your land?
Do you really think it would have mattered whether you kept your country separate or if it fell to another?
….That the humans there would truly care who wears that circlet of soft metal that somehow makes one more entitled than another?
When you die, you will easily be replaced by another that the humans will adore and praise until you are exhausted of…just as it had been with the one before you…and the countless more beforehand.
Humans only go in circles, rises and falls but still following the same motions without any thought or care. I’m old enough to have seen enough kingdoms begin and end…..It’s always the same.
Do not count yourself so mighty, ‘King of Fools’…. “
"If a race stands together as a collective, then what, dare I ask, does that speak about your kind? How many of you overgrown lizards still exist in the world today? You would do well to remember that for all of your strength, you fell to a group of useless beings wielding sticks and books.
Useless beings led by figureheads just like me. Well, perhaps not quite as handsome. Gyaaahahahaha!
You’re thinking long term, dragon. Far too long into the future for any man to ever consider. I know well that no kingdom lasts forever. Like desert sands, they shift and turn, yet the composition of these lands remains eternal. My people, the Plegians, may eventually decide to call themselves by a different name and fly under another banner entirely. The fact remains, however, that a group of them would not exist if not for my efforts.
Perhaps in one thousands years, my name will be forever lost to the wind, but my actions, my accomplishments, made a difference to the Plegians of the present.
Consider this: you walk along a shoreline, and upon you sands, you find hundreds of thousands of starfish slowly drying and suffocating to death. Along the way, as you continue your walk, you absentmindedly throw a few starfish back into the water. When you reach the end of the shoreline and turn around, hundreds of thousands of starfish still remain dying, but for the ten or so that you threw back, you drastically changed their fates. You may not have made an influence in the context of the entire population, but your interference made all the difference in the world for the lucky few.
'Tis a similar concept to our little dilemma.
Whether or not my country ultimately fell to Ylisse would likely make no great impact on the history of the world ten thousand years from now, but our victory meant the world to the millions of surviving Plegian people. What if your own people had a hero? Perhaps no man would walk the earth today- we would all be nothing but overgrown lizards! Ahahaha!
Oh, don’t get me wrong now, having my name sung to the heavens for all of eternity would certainly excite me, but I will be content having ensured the safety of my people for this generation. And when the time comes to pass the torch to another, I shall do so with the dignity and grace befitting a king.”
"It is wise to not seek after my approval….for that is one thing you’ll never obtain…
I am hardly surprised of your so called….’punishments’…. I can smell the thick stench of misery and rotten flesh under all that frill and odorous perfume you drench yourself in.
Your so-called ‘perseverance’ just exemplifies what a fool you truly are. The only intelligent humans I’ve ever encountered are the ones who choose death and accept it with dignity.
Better they embrace it than snivel and claw for something that will only ensnare them all the quicker….”
"Well now, that’s an opinion I don’t often hear: simply giving up and accepting your own murder. Though to be honest, in certain situations, I can see the appeal of it. This world is merciless, and survival, ugly, and bitter, and painful. Throughout the crusade, when food remained scarce and all hope seemed lost, not a day passed by where I did not contemplate slitting my own throat just to escape the remainder of a short and miserable existence, followed by an undignified and gruesome death at the hands of the Ylisseans. In many ways, death would have come as a mercy, though at the price of one’s honor and the sacrifices of millions. My mother did not give her life for me so that I would later lay it down myself.
Instead, I struggled through that genocide to the bitter end. I fought, and I bled, and in the very end, I actually won. For all their might, Ylisse underestimated us, for our filth and squalor caused them to believe us incapable of resistance. Perhaps it was foolish, maintaining resistance against such an overwhelming military force, but you must understand that at that time, I had absolutely nothing to lose and everything to gain.
Let us imagine, for one moment, that I had done as you suggested and bowed down before the enemy. Oh, how history would have changed then. Plegia exists to this very day due to the decisions I made during that war. Be wary of the weak, dragon. For given enough time, a frightened, helpless street rat can grow into a military commander capable of toppling the most powerful army in the world.
Of course, no matter how high I climb, I’ll fall in the end. I know that well. Death comes for all eventually, but if I am able, I’d rather answer the call on my own terms.”
((I deleted all the other messages when you also said that I should leave and I’m bothering everyone and blah blah blah because I’ll only reply here.
First. KG decided on her own to help me. I asked everyone when I joined in my first post, but KG was the first one to ask me if I wanted her to correct me, and I accepted because it was what I wanted. So I think it’s illogical to say that she left because she didn’t want to correct me. She could just have told me, right?
Second. I RPed with KG for a time that was not really long, and she is here since an year, so do you think she would leave just because of a random problem with an RPer like me? I really don’t think so.
I had little time to know KG, but I can say for sure that she is a girl with her own ideas, and she would’t give them up, and she is confident in herself, and would NEVER leave for tiredness.
And, I mean, a one-year-old blog! Who would put it on hiatus because one is tired of correcting mistakes?!
Third. What is the problem if I join an english community? It’s a way to improve my english, meet new people and have fun. It’s perfect, so what’s the matter? Are you racist or something?
AND IT’S NOT SHITTY. DON’T YOU DARE! It’s just that right now we are not RPing anymore, and I just wanted to join the english community. End.
Our little italian group of the fandom is full of people that care about me and help me when I need them! We laugh, we talk, discuss, and help each other. So don’t you dare! Don’t!
Replying to the other messages you wrote me:
-OH MY GOD, I was not trying to press Emm on KG! Not at all! And I think it was enough clear!
-I am not going to leave, except if I am bothering people as you say. In this case, I would know if I am bothering someone.
-Sorry, can’t someone just follow one blog without being called a stalker? Maybe it’s true that I put “like” on almost every post of KG, but if it is so, what’s the problem? KG’s blog is a blog worthy of every “like” of the world. She does an amazing job.
-If you think I suck at roleplay, instead of insulting me, tell me what you think it’s wrong.
I don’t know why you wrote something like this a lot of time after KG posted her hiatus post, but I have to ipotize that you are someone that miss KG,right?
Then I’ll tell you that I miss her a lot too, but I think that instead of insulting me, you should accept her decision. One cannot continue running an rp blog if she has no will to do it.
One last thing: You said my grammar sucks, so I’ll tell you: you wrote wrong. You should write “grammatical errors” and not “grammar errors”.
And guess who taught me this? ;)
Before criticize someone, criticize yourself.
Oh, sorry! I don’t know how to write in english! So I’ll say it in italian, ok?
Prima di criticare qualcuno, critica te stesso.
Go put your anon hate in someone else’s ask box.))
((I left for a multitude of reasons, none of which involved you, Saw. When I found your Emmeryn blog during the holidays, I was so excited, thinking to myself that in some way, this was Tumblr’s little Christmas present to me. I remember your post asking others for help learning English, and I was never, never annoyed with your efforts. On the contrary, you have always impressed me.
As few people may know, English is also my second language. Though I was young at the time, I remember how difficult it was to try to communicate with others, and I remember that desire, that drive to improve. I admired that in you, for with all of the complaining and whining that circulates around Tumblr, I’ve discovered that few people are willing to take initiative. Many complain, but few take action.
If anything, you were one of my considerations for staying in the fandom. I loved our RPs and the character development that they provided for Gangrel. Emmeryn brought out his softer side, and while he never completely relented, I did see him slowly ‘relaxing,’ learning to let go little by little.
A reason I left was the fact that my RPs felt stale. Everything seemed to blend together, with the quality of my writing stagnating. I recycled the same lines over and over with the only change being my RP partner. But you were different. Our RPs always kept me on my toes.
You are a wonderful RP partner and better friend, and I must say that truly, I am touched. It seems you’ve remembered all my little pointers! While I always knew you wanted to learn, I have to commend you for the poetry of that sentence! Well placed and well said!
I can clearly see the improvement in your writing; you’ve come so far since we first wrote together! In the end, RPing isn’t about writing flawlessly or weaving the perfect metaphors; it is about growing as a writer. You get better day by day. Learning English, for me, was not an easy task, I assure you. It took years of persistence and diligence.
I know how it feels to be insulted and degraded for not speaking as well as others, even when you are trying your very best to learn. While you may miss me, anon, I assure you that insulting my friends and me will not motivate me to return. And you did insult me, whether you knew it or not.
Like I said, English is my second language. I only became so fluent in it due to the help I received from others. I’m only paying it forward.))
OOC: Here’s a little Fire Emblem/Pokemon XD mashup I’ve been planning. Ardos is a Sentinel: a master of one weapon and one weapon only. I figured he’d rather get up close and personal to his enemies, so he’d favor a melee weapon over a bow or a tome, and even then, he’d rather spend his time focusing on one discipline over being a jack of all trades but a master of none.
I’m planning on drawing Eldes as a Sage eventually, so that dear old Duke Verich can have a both a soldier and a scholar following him around wherever he goes.
It’s my birthday!
"For once, let us put our differences aside for the sake of celebrating the glorious taco!
!Feliz cumpleaños a Anus-head!”
Draw Me Meme: Atterria’s Doodly Art Extravaganza!
"I think I’ve lost all feeling in my hand…" Hand starts cramping, "no…no… the feeling is back with a burning passion."
"You’d best pray I don’t bite…you’ll be even less of a male afterwards. In fact….you might just be a stain on the stones…..
An improvement on your part really…
HA! If anything, you’re good for a laugh compared to others of your kind! Endurance has nothing to do with it. You’re a human, soft and weak like any other…”
"Oh, you’d be surprised. Soft and weak though I may be, I’ve endured brutal tortures: pliers, whips, knives, poisons, branding irons, what have you. These old bones of mine have seen me through a genocide and then some.
Physical strength alone does not entirely comprise endurance. Perseverance and willpower play just as significant of roles, I assure you.
Call me what you will- it took every ounce of my strength to survive as long as I have. I don’t need the approval of one dragon to feel like a man.”
"As much as I detest that mewling little quim, logic dictates that I eliminate the greater threat first. If one of the two siblings are guaranteed to die, I would elect to spare Emmeryn. After all, she’s a shadow of her former self, and there’s do denying.
Amnesia, speech impediments… I’m surprised the woman can even dress herself. Likely, she will live the rest of her life without ever accomplishing anything or having the faintest idea of the woman she used to be. Perhaps the emotional and mental turmoil will get the better of her; perhaps the misery will fester inside of her until she snaps, choosing to die by her own hand rather than live on as both a burden on society and a reminder of Ylisse’s ultimate failure.
Truly, killing Chrom would benefit me more than the alternative. Killing Emmeryn now would be a mercy, and sweetheart, I’ve none left to give.”
((C has already made a post about how he no longer wishes to continue writing the Gangrel and Frederick crack/horror ship. As such, I shall follow suit.
Is it, after all, not quite so satisfying RPing a ship, even one that would never truly sailed, without a partner. Unfortunately, I won’t be posting further content on that matter on this blog, though pillowfredward may or may not be updated in the future. We’ll see.
I do thank you for your enthusiasm, however! I’m glad you enjoyed my writing, and I do hope you’ll stick around for the other topics that I post about!
"Considering the fact that the only person I truly love is myself, I could sacrifice the mother of my children without a single regret. Admittedly, I’ve grown rather fond of those little fruits of my loins, running about causing mischief and mayhem for all of the boring, joyless people in this world. Gyaaahahahaha!
Who knows? Perhaps they’ll grow up to be just like daddy dearest! Certainly, I have to shove them out of my way every now and then, but the fact remains that they are a precious part of me. They developed from my sperm, after all.
That alone makes them superior to every other being on this earth save for their divine creator- and I don’t mean any damned god.”