Thanks!! I take a giddy sort of pride in getting a reaction like yours, lol.
I’m happy his transformation went over well. I personally am a huge fan of body horror type transformations. I’m weird, I know, but it feels like ‘why wouldn’t it be frigging painful as hell to have your entire body change size and shape’?
This fic is a favorite of mine. Coming from a crazy and self indulgent idea, I’m surprised it’s got so much love. It certainly isn’t an everyday thing to say, ‘hey, let’s have turian vampires!’
Although I’m getting back into Fibonacci, I will admit it’s going to be getting some major changes. Basically, I’ll be throwing out and redoing from mid-chapter 7 onward.
My reason being that, despite how good it looked on paper and in my mind, changing character personalities and backstories this late in the game would interrupt the flow of the fic. Sure, having a subject zero Garrus was a neat idea, but looking at all the work I’d have to do in order to present the readers with the reasons behind his attitude and why everyone shouldn’t think of him as canon would have turned into a tell instead of show situation. Had I started at the beginning events of the games, I could have done it in real time, but here, with it being so deep into the Reapers, there’s just too much to cover for it to be enjoyable to both me as a writer and you guys as readers. I think doing both medieval AND character personality changes is too much to throw out their this late into the game(s).
It was because of that reason that Fibonacci had fallen out of favor for me, so I’m sticking to one change and that’s medieval. I feel like I can have more fun with that then redoing the game story but with characters switched around.
Still, I’m so happy you like it and hope you continue to despite these expected changes!
Sure! Plus, I have ideas for them to come up in Efflux. I actually have one with Saren and Cassia mostly written, but I was planning to save it for the full fic as it’s pretty important for their relationship.
But if you ever want to see something specific, anyone can let me know and I’ll either make it a snip or a part of Efflux! 🙂
Coffee Shop + Blind Date Trope Mashup for Arcanus and Ellie for @felixenna
Ellie decides to co-sign on the title of a coffee shop with a friend. She doesn’t know anything about making coffee, but decides she can learn because she already loves talking with people.
Arcanus works in a high raise as an important CEO and doesn’t have much of a taste for any kind of coffee. His second is friends (maybe in a relationship) with Ellie’s coffee shop partner and they both decide to set up their friends because, despite first glances and different personalities, the two single people share many interests.
The two make a blind double date, but once they see that Ellie and Arcanus are actually having a decent conversation, disappear to let the two have a nice evening. Needless to say, Arcanus becomes man to frequent the coffee shop and try everything out at least once while Ellie makes it her job to devise up new drinks.
Damocles is pissed, plain and simple. After a long mission that went to shit, all he wanted to do was sit down and eat a hot meal from the Mess.
What he didn’t want was for Saren fucking Reguix to show up looking for Cassia. They weren’t even back on Virmire for an hour and Damocles was being reminded that his sister was fucking the one turian on the entire fucking planet that he hated with a burning passion.
The pompous prick and his perfection in everything.
Not only that, but Damocles was forced out of the Mess for ‘stirring shit up’ without even being able to finish his meal. Now he’s pissed and hungry.
Storming out of the compound to walk the beach to cool his nerves and regain control of his biotics, Damocles growls under his breath. All it would have taken was a flick of his wrist and he could have painted the Mess walls with Saren, but he stopped himself a breath before, knowing the consequences.
Everyone loved Saren since the moment they strained him out of his damn tank and Damocles knows throwing pieces of the turian across the beaches of Virmire would only get everyone under the damn sun on his ass. It wasn’t enough to think of his family welcoming the self important asshole with open arms and smiling faces, but now Saren has to rub Damocles’ face in the fact that he’s fucking his sister. Damocles may admit to not paying attention to his sister’s social life, but even he can see she’s fallen for the bleached plated fuck that’s abusing her affection.
No amount of ‘he just doesn’t understand social cues’ would excuse the fact. Even if he’s an idiot, the bastard could look up Cassia’s barely concealed attraction.
“Damooooo ….”
The long tone of a familiar voice pulls him out of his rage as he looks around to find himself out on the docks. Rumbling angrily that he’s so pissed he didn’t even know where the hell he was going, Damocles glances over to his best – and only – damn friend on this entire planet where he stands in his small fishing boat.
“You were about to walk right off the docks,” Aeson jokes with a grin that convinces Damocles that he was far from what his friend was claiming. “That, or you were about to lift it right off its beams and toss it into the ocean.” He dons a concerned expression and climbs up onto the dock. “You okay? Did your mission go wrong?”
“No,” Damocles says, snapping his mandibles against his jaw in irritation. “Yes. But that’s not what has me pissed off.” Snarling, he balls his fists and begins to pace the small section of the dock designated for Aeson and his equipment. “That fucking … fucking bastard shows the fuck up when I’m trying to get something to fucking eat … and he has the balls to try and ask me where Cassia is?!”
He hears Aeson speak, but the sound falls deaf to Damocles’ ears as he continues to rant and snarl out his rage. Throwing his hands up, Damocles discharges the occasional biotic surge out towards the water to keep himself from damaging anything. Last thing he wants is to wreck someone’s shit and they take it out on Aeson. He gets enough shit from the other fishermen.
As if he’d need even more reasons to be pissed off.
“I swear if I could wring his pencil neck,” he snarls, tightening his fists in the air before his eyes as he imagines Saren’s neck between his fingers. “I could hear the bones snap and-”
When he turns, he stumbles in his steps as he nearly charges into Aeson who then grabs Damocles’ cowl and yanks him down. Smashing their mouths together in a mock kiss as humans do, Aeson rumbles soothingly against Damocles and the larger turian exhales a long, heavy breath, forcing his shoulders to relax.
He can feel the twitch of Aeson’s mandibles against him as the younger man grins and gives Damocles’ mandible a rough nip that jingles the ring pierced there.
“There,” Aeson says as he leans back. “That’s much better.”
My first OC would have to be Damocles. He was made during a roleplaying story with a friend and he had a twin brother. Damocles had pretty much the same attitude, but he had the absolute worst luck. I beat that guy up, I won’t lie.
45. A character you no longer use?
I no longer use his brother, Nathanius. Damocles stole the show and left Nate pretty much in the shadows. I even switched him to a female twin in Parable because I think Cassia was a better fit to contrast Damocles’ grumpiness.
48. OC who is a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this world
That’d have to be Cassia. She’s way too good for her family, lol. Everyone there is so mopey and grumpy while she’s all sunshine and cheer. But she lightens up everyone’s day, so I think it works.
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