reuelsyelviah
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The other warframes do need a bit of tweaking so that the gameplay can be moree fluid and space magicky. From all the stuff I've heard about Vauben, I'm greatly looking forward to trying him simply because he sounds like an exception to the game's rules so far.
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It may be unintentional, but this picture hints at a Warframe + Dynasty Warriors + Shadow of the Colossus style encounter that's about to go down. I approve, of course.
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Dude, Ageless, you missed the point of gaming.
Also, the person you're replying to and implying has that needless rage you mentioned? He has hunter status.
Speaking of needless rage: Quetzhal's talking about how the system grants instant gratification to some and withholds any gratification from others. He is arguing for a more fair system that lets everyone get the blueprints on the same terms, such as buying it from the market for a standard amount of credits.
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Unfortunately, it appears the official canon is gearing up to prove me dead wrong. Fortunately, I expected this.
In any case, thank you for your kind words. Especially about the phrasing and wording. I do try my hardest on those.
For anyone who is following along: I'll update with a new section soon enough. It takes a little effort to find good times to write between work and mindless freetime.
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Ospres are adorable. I'd ride one into the sunset if I could.
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Once you hit the edges of the universe box, there's nothing else to really do.
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Let me start off by saying that I love Warframe's vagueness if only because of how it sparks creativity. I've had the ideas detailed in the fic floating around in my head for some time, some based solely on the art design. Most are headcanoning to the extreme and I'm more than sure that people won't know what to make of where I got them, though I hope they're enjoyable all the same.
This is more or less just an intro to a character with personal lore thrown in for good measure. Any constructive criticism, corrections, or suggestions of where to go from here would be greatly appreciated.
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Telekinetic fingertips spread through the galaxy. They rushed like wildfire, establishing intimacy where possible. With that first breath I felt the exhilarating rush of not only life but thought as well. My fellow Tenno greeted me before I was even done exhaling. Their touch pressed to my chest and halted my breath. Suddenly sparks flew through my mind and every section was ignited back to life. I reached out to them hesitantly. The gap was closed, met halfway, and they then knew my name.
Millions of roads make up a mind. Other species attempt to behold its beauty, but physically grasp the matter and rip it to shreds instead. We are more delicate. I am dissected without a single destructive act. My mind's wiring is studied within seconds, but my personality, reasoning, philosophies, beliefs, morals, relations, and thoughts, my very being, are merely hinted at. Comprehension is one of the most tantalizing goals to present to a Tenno. To subject others to this is the equivalent of striping bare, lining your body with scrolls detailing your every nook and cranny, and stepping out into the open. The key difference is that we feel no shame.
We are all one, a greater being comprised of defined parts. I am one of the whole, a source within a sentence, a paragraph, a chapter, a volume, an anthology, and the library wherein it is contained.
My fellow Tenno left my mind at peace. Their silence was filled with expectations. The analysis was to be mutual. Just a moment later, I established a general knowledge of all those who approached me.
This gesture is the equivalent of a greeting. “Hello,” if you will. To those that utilize it, it is a simple gesture that takes at most a few seconds. As words have long lines of historical context, we have long lines of understanding. Our language is built upon the bonds between individuals, its foundation ever shifting to accommodate those interacting with one another. It is a perfectly graceful language so long as those participating do not utterly conflict. This goes for interspecies conversation as well. Where we feel sparks that conjure images, they hear words bouncing around the inside of their skull. Such is an odd side effect, but allows for sufficient, if headache inducing, communication. To understand those that are not Tenno requires time, patience, and compromise and vice versa.
For example, Tenno lend names to one another. As they are comprised of a stream of titles for every spark within our minds, they are not only foreign but extremely long. To Tenno, they are communicated as quickly as the greeting, but most other beings would grow weary before they could properly address just one of us. As such, we have titles of varying privacy; Tenno and the names of the warframes are the most common ones.
We find frank means of communication odd. Our world starts within our mind and is expanded through physical and mental contact. We have no eyes or mouths. We have ears, nerve endings, and curiosity. We feel the world and it then feels us.
When I woke, I felt the suspending cold leave me. The universe proceeded to hastily send vibrations crashing into my body. I naturally returned the favor. To be introduced to the grand scheme of life once again, to be a speck amidst all happenings, individuals, and worlds within this small stretch of time almost drove me back into limbo, but then the conversations took form.
My fellow Tenno appealed to me with understanding, caressed my chin and lifted it towards the stars. I could not see them, but I imagined a nothingness with beckons blaring through, some growing bigger while others blipped in the considerable distance. That moment upon rebirth has walked with me to this day, as have the conversations and my fellow Tenno.
They are not near, yet I can feel them as intensely as if they placed a hand on my shoulder or punched me in the gut. Regardless, I crave literal physical closeness like any other being.
The warframe assists in satisfying this need to a certain extent. The rigid exoskeleton builds off the body and lends its arms. They hug tightly. They keep one warm, protected from cold steel, steaming shrapnel, exhaustive vacuums and what have you. It is akin to a second skin that overlays, but does not consume. When first applied, it feels as if it is grasping too tight, plugging the nostrils, collapsing the neck in on itself, and grinding each organ and bone to dust. Fear swells within. It is that brief wave of fear and the sudden relief that follows that builds a strong respect for the suit.
Oh but that moment immediately afterwards is the most exquisite. It allows for a quick flex of the muscles, a sheepish feel of one's heartbeat, and the construction of their new self-image. Every available sense is awakened and amplified. Surroundings slow down. Energy reserves are revitalized and expanded two fold. An outlet is necessary. Like many before me I immediately wished to work my body until it collapsed, but it had to wait.
When I laid my palm upon the sword in my possession I felt a telekinetic pulse surge through me. It felt like the mark of another Tenno, yet I knew the blade was mine. I searched my mind but could not unearth any recollection of a possible exchange. There was simply a feeling left deep down inside me, no doubt planted there as a failsafe.
I consulted my fellow Tenno and found one who felt like the mark. We met, exchanged swords once again, and attempted to move on. Our steps stopped as pulses passed through our frames. They warned us. When I turned about, he was already facing me, his arm stretched out with the sword held as an offering. I glanced to my own. It pulsed again and gently whispered, “Sach.”
He knew of my title, passed down through my lineage. I knew his. We reverted our mistake. The blades hushed, their voices muffled by our palms. I turned to leave once again. Our mental connection was mutually severed as the physical closeness quickly followed suit. The pulse swept through my mind once again. I quickly proposed a deeper touch once my head cleared. He allowed it without a second thought, despite his vulnerability.
The most surprising thing that followed was that he remained calm, expecting of my tenderness. We stood there, silent, analyzing one another. Usually the body remains distant as the minds mix, but there was an undeniable running theme of familiarity between us. Before we could snap out of our trance, our bodies had grown closer. My palms warmed his sides.
“Will you accompany me?” I asked.
“Yes,” he said. I felt him nod.
We have been partners since. His quiet tranquility has battled and collaborated with my passion. He's kept me level where I would otherwise fall and I've given him an outlet for expression where he would otherwise harmfully contain his emotions. Together we fight, meditate, and rest. Our bodies preserve one another when in battle and assist our minds in revitalization when not.
When my confidence stumbles, he is there. Each enemy I carve to pieces or deconstruct with bullets is a flawed masterpiece of warped potential. Each time I strip away their skin, hate spills from their veins and bubbles in an attempt to escape into another being. It always reaches for me, but I hear the echoes as clearly as ever. “You are incapable of hate.”
I step back and he is there behind me, his hands steadying my form at the sides. Our minds indulge in a touch he initiates. The echo of his voice rings true and fades, leaving all as well as possible.
Something must, given the state of the galaxy.
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It looks like you had a great deal of fun making this video. I wanna replicate some of this stuff now. xD
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Wow, this guy looks so completely neat. It hits those "skin tight body suits from the FUTURE" button in all the right ways.
And speaking of buttons, I can't help but imagine those things on his face as being them. Beep boop boop.
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Bursting through a fan while dragon-kick-shotgun-blasting an enemy in the skull would admittedly make my day.
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I can't wait to see the top entries. The tenno allow for quite a bit of creativity.
Reworking Void Rewards: Making Void Rewards Less Frustrating And More Rewarding
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I'd love to see this system in place.