A Song of Conquest and Fate

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Phyr'ssyn Freghym, Affiliated with Fate/Stain Lens
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HAMILTON | ACT I | SENTENCE STARTERS

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“You could never back down, you never learned to take your time.” “He looked at me like I was stupid, I’m not stupid.” “Talk less. Smile more. Don’t let them know what you’re against or what you’re for.” “Fools who run their mouth off wind up dead.” “Who’s the best? C'est moi!” “It’s hard to have intercourse over four sets of corsets.” “If you stand for nothing, what’ll you fall for?” “I will lay down my life if it sets us free.” “I imagine death so much it feels just like a memory.” “I’m laughin’ in the face of casualties and sorrow, for the first time, I’m thinkin past tomorrow.” “I’m lookin for a mind at work.” “Excuse me, miss, I know it’s not funny, but your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money.” “You want a revolution? I want a revelation.” “Look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now.” “Chaos and bloodshed are not a solution.” “It’s hard to listen to you with a straight face.” “Chaos and bloodshed already haunt us, honestly you shouldn’t even talk.” “You say the price of my love’s not a price that you’re willing to pay.” “You’ll be back. Soon you’ll see. You’ll remember you belong to me.” “When you’re gone I’ll go mad, so don’t throw away this thing we had.” “When push comes to shove, I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love.” “Close the door on your way out.” “Have I done something wrong?” “Dying is easy, living is harder.” “But what do we have in common?” “You walked in and my heart went ‘Boom’!” “I’m about to change your life.” “My love for you is never in doubt.” “I just might regret that night for the rest of my days.” “I’ll never forget the first time I saw your face.” “When you said “Hi” I forgot my dang name, set my heart aflame, ev'ry part aflame.“ “You’re like me. I’m never satisfied.” “He’s a bit of a flirt, but I’m ‘a give it a chance.” “I’m a girl in a world in which my only job is to marry rich.” “From what I hear, you’ve made yourself indispensable.” “Well, well, I heard you’ve got someone special on the side.” “I will never understand you.” “Love doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints.” “I am the one thing in life I can control.” “If there’s a reason I’m still alive when so many have died, then I’m willing to wait for it.” “Stay alive ‘til this horror show is past.” “I’m a general. Whee!!!!” “Yeah. He’s not the choice I would have gone with.” “Don’t do a thing. History will prove him wrong.” “I can’t disobey direct orders.” “Pick a place to die where it’s high and dry.” “Pray that hell or heaven lets you in.” “Should have shot him in the mouth. That would’ve shut him up.” “Watch your tone. I’m not a maiden in need of defending, I am grown.” “My name’s been through a lot, I can take it.” “The fact that you’re alive is a miracle.” “I don’t pretend to know the challenges you’re facing.” “If you could let me inside your heart…” “I’m never gonna stop until I make ‘em drop and burn ‘em up and scatter their remains.” “You have no control who lives, who dies, who tells your story.” “History has it’s eyes on you.” “So what happens if we win?” “If this is the end of me, at least I have a friend with me.” “Oceans rise. Empires fall. It’s much harder when it’s all your call.” “I swear that I’ll be around for you.” “Why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room?” “Why do you write like you’re running out of time?” “Yo, who the f is this?” “What are you waiting for? What do you stall for?” “If I could grant you peace of mind, would that be enough?” “They are asking me to lead. I am doing the best I can.”

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The pursuit of music, and to a general extent the understanding of sound in general, was a core part of May Morseland’s identity. It was, or at least became, the sincerest expression of her soul and being, to shape noise into a statement of emotion and intent, a craft central to her journey in life. It never ceased to wow her just how much wonder and possibility could be contained in frequencies of vibration, let alone the less deterministic will and creativity behind it all.
Such love and dedication was plainly apparent in her performance, as with any she undertook, in both the well-honed technique of her execution and the personality in her touch and feel. Given how she’d been raised to appreciate all this as soon as her mind was capable of organizing sounds together, it was truly a native language to the young woman, one she had a noticeable eloquence with already.
As she wound down her latest tune, she turned to notice the woman…’s lovely cleavage, oh jeez she was tall. It took only a bit more than the space of a blink for her eyes to find their way up to the face of her striking audience. “Rivvil?” She slightly blurted, both curious and to slightly save for her minute accidental indiscretion earlier. “Is that, er, elf for something?” Having noticed her pointy nose and ears (and distinctly noticed her statuesque height), it was a rather on the nose deduction, but understandable.
The rest of the woman’s inquiry was on much more familiar ground, thankfully. “Oh, that, it’s kinda in the family! Learnt from my folks, mom especially since she was the guitarist, plus a solid helping of learning shit myself once I got the basics down.” May was a free spirit, so it was only natural, especially once the full extent of her talent and dedication bloomed. “So, uh, that’d be…me mostly, I guess?”

Phyr'ssyn cared not for the identity of others, nor their journeys. She drew from her own experiences, and thought nothing of the trials and tribulations of those around her. Such tales were boring at best, and an irritation at worse.

There was more to music than love, she believed. It was an art, and one that she was more than ready to critique. To her, the less than stellar performance playing out before her very eyes was less than pleasant, but the noises coming from the girls mouth were far worse.

The initial stare towards her chest was something she could easily brush off. After all, everything she did was to draw the eyes of others, down to her dress. The tinge of embarassment shown on the girl's face was a sweet reward for her efforts. Already there was a distinct seperation of power- precisely how she liked it.

What could not be simply brushed off, however, were the words. Phyr'ssyn's eyes narrowed slightly, head tilting.

                    "Elf. Did you just call me... An elf? Oh my dear                      girl, no. I can assure you, I am not an elf."  What an ignorant assumption, she mused to herself.

The confession that the bright eyed child was her own teacher furthered Phyr'ssyn's amusement. She surpressed a small laugh, biting slightly at her lower lip. If she had thought anything of those around her, perhaps she could relate to the other on their shared interest in music, and prominent mothers.

 Unfortunately for May, however, to Phyr’ssyn she was simply another nothing destined to fade into the background of the diva’s mind.

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                    "Oh, your own teacher? My, I should have                       known. From your performance, such things                      are rather obvious..."  She glanced around them, not bothering to hide a slight air of disgust.                     "Was it your mother who made you believe you                      were enough for these sorts of pursuits, or yourself?"

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Animal Crossing Starters:

  • “I figured you must be blackmailing that poor girl to have lunch with you.”
  • “I think it’s fair to say that I’m pretty sexy.”
  • “I don’t want to live in a world where I have to eat sugar free sugar cookies.”
  • “I remembered today was your birthday so I thought I’d say hi.”
  • “You have nothing to lose except your lonely loser status.”
  • “Shut it, you faker!”
  • “I sure am tired from all that relaxing I did today.”
  • “Then I can spend my entire allowance on comic books and video games and no one can stop me.”
  • “When you listen to pop music, you often hear them saying ‘shawty.’”
  • “[NAME] made fun of me because I say ‘poot’ all the time.”
  • “I waited and waited because I really wanted to see you.”
  • “Tell papa/mama what’s up.”
  • “It hurts my face just looking at you.”
  • “Marry me.”
  • “I look forward to seeing what you’re gonna do with my butt.”
  • “A trash bin..? Is this a clue to your true identity?”
  • “I’m beautiful, but I’m also deadly.”
  • “I hope you go to jail.”
  • “What did you do to my body?”
  • “Stick to chocolate and comic books. You’re too young for love anyway.”
  • “I’m sorry.. please don’t be too mad at me.”
  • “I have a big favor to ask you.”
  • “Maybe I’ll just go home and lock myself in a closet.”
  • “I gotta admit, I really love that one show where all those people do the stuff and then something happens.”
  • “Here, touch my skin. It’s totally slimy right now.”
  • “I probably look in the mirror 24 times a day just to be sure I’m still so darned handsome/beautiful.”
  • “Guess what I’ve got in my pockets right now.”
  • “Better not catch you making goo-goo eyes at my wife/husband.”
  • “No one understands me. I’m hungry all the time and no one cares.”
  • “Are you suggesting my style is outdated?”
  • “Don’t play with stink bugs, especially when you’ve got a date coming up.”
  • “They don’t even care who wins. They just all flex their pecs.”
  • “Love means accepting that there will be times when you don’t get the last scallop.”
  • “Yeah exercise is totally hard and stuff. I think I’m gonna go take a nap and read a book or whatever.”
  • “Today was the day my best friend in the whole wide world was born.”
  • “Whoa you look so weird. And not weird in a hip way. More like 'weird’ as in 'makes me want to barf.’”
  • “End my suffering.”
  • “Not to sound corny but I really like you.”
  • “I wonder how I can say 'swaggy ’ in the most grown up way possible.”
  • “Just because two people are good friends doesn’t mean they’d make a good couple.”
  • “Sorry, I was staring at your face because I don’t know you. Not because there’s something wrong with your face.”
  • “Would it surprise you if I said I’m pretty proud of my legs?”
  • “The truth is never free.. but sometimes it’s on sale.”
  • “I hear the sound of rap coming from somewhere.”
  • “They tell you to sleep on a problem. But what if your problem is insomnia?”
  • “I’ll just observe your friends from the shadows.”
  • “I heard allergies are caused by the government.”
  • “Watch out, 'cause I’ll compliment you until you puke.”
  • “So D.I.Y. stands for 'do it yourself’? Well, if these guys think I’m going to do my own manual labor, they’ve got another acronym coming.”
  • “I can smell your confidence. Smells like soup.”
  • “I’m gay.”
  • “You’re my hero.”
  • “Please don’t call on me.”
  • “I think I dropped my house key somewhere. That was my favorite key… it opened my house.”
  • “Do you want to hear the brutal truth? That outfit is a hot mess.”
  • “Oh, I get it! You’re playing it cool. Trying your best not to cry.”
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starter for @gentlysweeps

 Music. Noun. Vocal or instrumental sounds (or both) combined in such a way as to produce beauty of form, harmony, and expression of emotion. Some had a passing interest, some a passion.

 For Phyr’ssyn, a diva to her core, it was her way of life. Even her title as ‘diva’ denoted her status and relationship to music. As such she was extremely picky, and always keeping an ear out for such sounds.

 The plucking of the strings of a guitar pulled her towards it. One might thing it was almost as if she had been entranced- but rather, she was coming to find who dared misuse the instrument. Of course, genuine misuse, and misuse to the ever smiling drow, were two very separate things.

 Cold hetero-chromatic eyes found their target, and she made her slow approach. She waited patiently for the girl to finish her song, offering a slow clap.

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                    “Tell me, rivvil, wherever did you learn how to                       play? I must have a word with your...                       instructor.”

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 starter for @abyssalfated​

 Appearances weren’t everything on a battlefield to most. In fact, many would argue that it was more than foolish to place looks above suitable weaponry and armor.

 Phyr’ssyn was more than slightly inclined to disagree with that rhetoric, however. On and off the battlefield, ones looks were very important. As such, seeing such a young girl dressed in such drab looking clothing nearly brought a tear to her eye.

 Crossing her arms, she looked the girl over, shaking her head with a slight frown. She took in the sight, examining everything from the girls shoes, if they could be called that, to the spot of dirt on her cheek.

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                    “Dear girl, it’s fine to carry a sword, but have you                      considered a different form of dress? Or perhaps                      a brush?”

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 Fear.

 A word nearly meaningless to the drow diva. Growing up in the darklands, one faced more horrors than could be named; and they meant nothing. Her sister once made the joke that there was nothing to fear but Phyr herself. 

 Phyr’ssyn didn’t find that very funny. 

 It was these sorts of thoughts that crossed her mind on this rare day when her gaze fell upon the doctor, not that she was aware he held such a title. Humans were truly of no threat to her, in her not so humble opinion.

 However, they were fascinating at times, and this one seemed to be of some esteem, or so she hoped.

 Closing the distance between them with the flash of her pearly white teeth, she paused in front of him with a slight nod.

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                    “Good evening, dear stranger. How do you                     fare in this twilight?”

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People don’t grow their own food anymore. On the one hand, he has a vague understanding of the time constraints of a modern lifestyle. On the other hand, this is absolutely ridiculous and his Master will not subsist on instant noodles and pre-packaged dinners. He won’t allow it.

But, you know, that is a rather bold claim when he’s gone and gotten himself lost in the gardening center section of the home supply store: He’s baffled by all the different kinds of fertilizer, wondering how different one cow’s poop can be from another. (Never mind that this stuff has been synthetically made but the manure joke still stands!)

With an aggravated sigh, he leans forward and rests his forehead against a giant sack of ‘PLANT PLUS’, as if he will absorb all the knowledge he needs to make an educated purchase through osmosis.

“I just want to grow stuff!” his voice echoes against the high ceilings of the warehouse-like structure of the store. Oops.

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 Gardening was not one of Phyr’ssyn’s favorite things to do. Though a plentiful amount of food in the darklands was grown on harsh soil, and as such they had learned to adapt, tending to fields was hardly work for a noble. Dirt got under nails far too easily, and was nothing but a nuisance. 

 On top of that, she hadn’t the slightest clue where to begin. Was growing one’s food really so worth it? She plucked a package from one of the shelves, scrutinizing the text with an uncharacteristically wrinkled nose. Tomatoes. Whatever that meant.

 Tossing the package back onto the shelf, she hummed, moving towards the displayed flowers instead. The vibrant colors were truly eye-catching. She was briefly in the midst of debating buying a particularly lovely purple plant when a shout caught her ear.

 Plants could wait.

 She made her way towards the sound, gathering her skirt as she stepped over an overturned bag of dirt. The source seemed to be someone resting their face on... Whatever it was. She almost felt sorry for them.

 Almost.

                    “Such things are more easily said than done, it                      would seem.”

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Waking up in this city with little to no memory didn’t exactly sit well with Banri, along with being assigned another partner. The only thing he couldn’t disagree with was that fact that…whatever took him and Angra had the decency to provide housing and money at the cost of a ‘solve it yourself’ declaration…Well that was only half of it in the major grapevine. 

Needless to say being in a good mood wasn’t exactly at the top of his priority. For as much as ‘Sore Loser Tokisada’ could be, he needed information with this persona for as long as he knew he could find information. 

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“Excuse me miss, but I’ve lost myself in this city. You see, my partner and I just got here and are a bit confused on how to proceed.” And what better way was to ‘ask’ a few questions himself.

 Phyr’ssyn dared not worry about such petty things like being whisked away to a different city. After all, housing, money, and a servant were provided. Thus, many of her basic needs were already taken care of, atop her dearest sister finally being out of her hair. Needless worry would be only bad for her skin.

 She sought information, yes, but that could wait. For now, she would simply enjoy herself. With a casual wave of her hand, she produced a glass of wine for herself, taking a sip as the stranger approached her. 

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                “Lost? Well, where exactly are you trying to go, rivvil? Have                 you tried consulting the little cube they’ve provided? It has                 a map.”

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   Now that I’ve had a bit of time with my laptop back, it’s time. Starter call, capping at 5. I’ll potentially be IMing for plot ideas and such~

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The name on everybody’s lips

                          [ 𝒫𝒽𝓎𝓇'𝓈𝓈𝓎𝓃 𝐹𝓇𝑒𝑔𝒽𝓎𝓂 - OC ]

  •  Better Than You
  •  Diva
  •  Too much hair
  •  Super tall - 7′1″ in heels
  •  Bad person
  •  She’s here to Win
  •  Touch her and you’ll lose that hand.
  • The Baroness 
  • Stepford smiler
  • Wine aunt
  • Chaotic Evil

            - Art by Lunareth for supporting her on Patreon  ❤ -

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 The idea of being here was of little concern to her. She filled in the blanks with her own assumptions, and that had yet to steer her wrong within her extended lifetime. The ebb and flow of mana within this city made it feel almost like home. However, if she were truly to make this place her home, she would need to find a stage for herself.

 Mismatched eyes that held little emotion settled on a nearby stranger, and within seconds her long strides closed the gap between them, heels clicking against the ground. An ever present smile sat on her lips, brows lifted ever so slightly. Her hands were clasped together behind her, the cube now tucked inside her handbag.

         “This city is so... Quaint. Tell me, does it at least hold some           sort of... Lounge?”

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Goooood morning everybody!

Hello, how are you? I hope you’ve been well.

My name is Robin! Some of you might know me from other groups, or Twitter, where I can be found @ skullgems. I’ve been roleplaying in various spots on Tumblr for a decently long time now, about 8 years or so. The character I’ve brought to you all is my primary OC, Phyr’ssyn Freghym. She is not a nice person, and I’m sorry for that, but also really not sorry because I thoroughly enjoy writing her. I can’t wait to get to writing with all of you!

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