some people  —and I am one of them—hate happy ends. We feel cheated. Harm is the norm. Doom should not jam. The avalanche stopping in its tracks a few feet above the cowering village behaves not only unnaturally but unethically.

rule 001

i'm currently on ffxiv almost every day on weekday evenings and throughout the day on weekends, but im quite active on discord and easier to reach there.

rule 003

erp is reserved for close friends or a part of a bigger story, it is not something i usually seek doing with randoms. that does not mean i don't write mature themes, i just do not write specifically for smut purposes.

rule 005

i can write pretty much anything and tend to match whatever my partner prefers, i have themes i will not touch on due to personal preference, but we can discuss that upon story discussion. i excel in mature and dark themes, but i also have a blast writing general adventure and slice of life. not every story has to have a life changing impact on our characters!

rule 002

i will not write with anyone under the age of 21, i will not be changing my stance on this, please respect my boundaries.

rule 004

i can write anywhere from para-novella, and prefer to write in discord. this does not mean that i do not write in game, i just prefer for ongoing storylines to be easily accessible

rule 006

i will not tolerate any unapproved personal character mental or physical distress, as mana is based off of personal ocs outside of xiv. i do use writing here has inspiration on how to develop her character and how she interacts with the world in general. we are all adults, let's be serious. as mentioned previously, we can discuss further upon story discussion!

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I want you to know that i met, death on a battlefield, and he refused to take me. i had more battles to fight.

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 the forum's left hand,  her childhood locked behind a tightlipped grin, she refuses to tell anyone where she's from. but, it's easily forgotten about once you begin speaking to her. with a job as riveting as hers-one can hardly be interested in her past when her present is far too fascinating. the private alchemist of the forum, Mana is on payroll to arguably the highest power in eorzea.
she spends most of her days as a council member to the sharlayan institute. acting as the lead of the research programs, she's the lead developer in magitek equipment and helps gain needed information by travelling often and enjoys doing so; becoming well known as the voice of the institute and of the forum itself. people know who she is no matter where she is.a talent hidden behind closed doors, mana is well known amongst the echelon for cleaning up messes in the shape of unwanted people.by tongue or needle, she is used to eradicate people that stand in the way of the forum or those they simply wish to not gaze upon. dare not to misstep in front of a member lest you becoming on the receiving end of an undeserved dressing down. you will not find yourself willing to see the steps of the rostra ever again. dare you do more than merely irritate a member, you could find yourself laying down for a slumber you may not wake from. if you ever need guidance or help from those who declare to be for the people-make sure you do not cross paths with the dark haired miqo'te.she does not forgive nor forget.

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housing an unusual ability to manipulate aether to do her bidding, she is known to change her appearance in subtle ways. mostly acquiring elfin like features. some claim she can drain the aether of other living creatures, but no one has ever seen her do it.

never one to get her hands dirty, you will never see her in hand to hand combat or picking up something as barbaric as a sword. her gun is her weapon of choice. never one to miss a target, she could hit a needle in a haystack 400 yalms away.

one of her first creations and rejected by the forum, umbra is a silkie manifested from mana's own aether. the creature helps her curate her aether manipulation and acts more as a pet than anything else. it can appear as palm sized and rideable.

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souls born to burn for one another, zen is the only one who mana can show her true colors. while both of them are powerhouses in their own right, even the villains need someone to call home.

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a victim of lady black, whether life altering or ego shattering-you know those piercing blue eyes and you want another word. you don't know if this will be the last time you have a tongue or if you will deliver well deserved retribution, you just know it needs to be done. the floor is yours, choose carefully. how embarrassing would it be to lose to her again.

the warrior of light has saved us what now? it's the aftermath and eorzea is picking up the pieces and burying their dead. an alchemist is in high demand and you meet one on your travels or in your town. though well travelled, there are places and people she doesn't know. show her around and make a new friend, no matter the reason for meeting-there is an adventure to be had.

native to old sharlayan or a worker of the institute, you have formed a bit of an acquaintanceship with the revered educator. while friends is a term far off, you realize she seems to not look at you like a pile of chocobo poo she stepped in. so you try your chances at friendship and how receptive she is to the idea. perhaps being at the beck and call of the forum is a lonely life.