Finally got to a chapter I’ve been looking forward to for quite some time. We see the introduction of a very important player for the next part of Parable.
Osteogenesis – Saren 9/2199 (no, not that Saren)
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Osteogenesis – Tattoo
The chapter I’ve been working on forever is finally posted.
I’m which the two Vakarian dad’s argue and Damocles gets a – what else? – tattoo.
I’m writing! I’m doing it! I’m doing it!
Why do I like writing this kind of stuff so much?
“They are still turian, Garrus. They deserve to know their heritage,” pop-pop says, humming in frustration, and Damocles can hear his dad sigh with a slight growl to his vocals.
“I told you, already. They do know about their heritage. At least that which can be of any importance to them.”
“Like?”
“The Unification War, Hierarchy laws, the concepts of Spirits-”
“Do they know the war hymns? The history behind our people’s art?” pop-pop interrupts and dad makes another annoyed growl under his breath.
“Do you?” When pop-pop is silent, dad snorts. “Right, because there isn’t any real world justification for knowing those things. I let them learn what they can in their teaching lessons and I fill in what I think they should know. I’m not forcing them to memorize something that will never come in handy when their lives depend on it.”
“That’s not the point,” pop-pop hisses and Damocles rolls his eyes, flicking his mandibles in exasperation. Why pop-pop always has to question dad’s raising of them, he’ll never know. “The point is showing them the good of the turian people, values outside of fighting some battle or another. They deserve to know all these things even if they will never draw on that experience in life.”
WIP List
I was tagged by the amazing and wonderful @bethadastra to list out my current WIPs so why not? Let me dust everything off and see!
Art
(I only have the one because I can’t work on multiple art things)
Damocles (adult) Tattoo Reference Sheet: There are soooo many and I’m dying, questioning my sanity for deciding to do this. Save me!
(Okay, so apparently I’m a doof because I realized I have more, non-ME are projects)
Wendigo (Name Subject To Change): A horror themed creature for an Original Work on the drawing board (heh, pun).
Chimera (Name Subject To Change): A character for yet another Original Work, this one a mix of Sci-Fi with some Fantasy elements.
Writing
(I have so many, but I’ll try to remember them all without somwithout having to do some serious digging)
A Solana Vakarian / James Vega From Parable One-Shot: Yes, I ship these two and proud!
Osteogenesis From Parable: A series of one-shot chapters of the time between Recrudenscence and the next (currently unnamed) installment of Parable.
Currently Unnamed Parable Installment: Still in the planning stages, but definitely ready and raring to go!
Fibonacci: An AU that mixes elements with the Fantasy genre with Mass Effect events. Many characters have been changed / switched with others. There be dragons!
A Secret Project With @mosaiccreme: No telling! My lips are sealed for now.
Unnamed Wendigo Fic: Deals with a physcological form of horror. Think Parable Jane’s nightmares from Resurgence and Revelations and that foggy world.
Unnamed Chimera Fic: Set in a dystopian setting where maigc more along the scientific spectrum exists. War led to the creation of creatures known as ‘Chimera’, but they have long since gone the way of the very environment the war created, tainted and degraded by time and damage. That is until a group of humans travelling through a delapitated city in search of knowledge find a chimera that retains its ability to think, learn, and adapt in what’s the closest to having ‘humanity’ it can get.
Now for some tags! I tag @wafflesrock16, @saphistar, @flux-eterna, @mosaiccreme and anyone else who wants to join!
Which shall I do?
Osteogenesis in which Damocles gets a tattoo or drawing his actual adult tattoos?
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Osteogenesis: Chapter 23: Trouble 2/9196
While the parents are away, the kids shall play… and get into trouble.
Teaser for the current Osteogenesis Chapter in the works
It’s shocking to find the living room empty and vidscreen silent of any weird show the twins have found to confuse their parents with. She hasn’t really checked the time yet, so it’s safe to assume that the two are still eating whatever their father has managed to make without – as the lack of smoke would indicate – burning to an unrecognizable crisp. Shocking, to say the least, but it’s either that or the twins are eating another bowl of that disgusting, overly sugary cereal they’ve loved since they could demand it. She isn’t all that surprised to find the twins at the table with bowls of that very thing set out before them. Garrus isn’t that great of a cook, so perhaps it’s for the best that he give them something familiar and lacking any possibility of tasting like charcoal.
She walks up to where Garrus stands at the counter, pouring himself a bowl of that shit that she can’t believe he likes. With his back to her, he doesn’t see her coming, but she’s sure he hears her as he always does, because she’s able to wrap her arms around his waist without startling that panicky thing left deep in the dark recesses of him thanks to all the shit they’ve seen and lived through. Though not exactly the same for turians as humans, PTSD can still be a bitch. They both feel that festering wound, live in companionship in the wastes it often leaves behind.
She hums as she lays her cheek against his clothed back, nuzzling him and feeling his rumbling chuckle vibrate against her. In response, she squeezes him and smiles. “I can’t believe you can eat that shit,” she says softly, devoid of any real disgust as she relaxes her arms enough to splay her hands across the plates resting just above his sensitive waist.
“It’s good.” She snorts at his defense and he lays a hand over hers. “And, besides, some of what you eat looks like it crawled out of something at some point.”
Osteogenesis Teaser
Yes, another one.
“Very well,” he starts, his voice steady and golden eyes scanning over their forms. “We will begin with creating a barrier. Then we shall test their strength before learning how to break another’s.”
“But…” Cassia stops and looks aside, where in her brother apparently finishes the thought.
“How are we supposed to make one as strong as yours? Isn’t yours supposed to be unbreakable?”
Arcanus purrs softly at their understanding and nods once. “It is. However, for your lessons, I will decrease its strength in relation to your current capabilities. It would not do to train you both against odds not in your favor as you would not learn appropriately.”
The young girl hums as she seems to examine Arcanus with eyes he has always believed belong to a much older, much wiser individual. “But we’ll never be as good. What if someone else is like that?”
Arcanus glances between the two, his mandibles lifting before lowering in consideration of how to quiet such thoughts. It won’t do to have them not expressing their full potential because they do not have the will to make the attempt because they believe they will do nothing but fail. In his life, he hasn’t been in a position to teach another in any way that didn’t involve dealing with punishment for a failure by a subordinate, but these two are not his subordinates.
They are his family.
When he feels he has taken too long to respond, he relaxes and lays his free hand on her head. “Do not compare yourself to the ability of others, but to who you were the day before. Always strive to be better than your past self and you will become strong in your own way.” He moves his hand to Damocles, adding, “Do not expect to excel in what someone else can accomplish, but pave your own way to success.”
Osteogenesis Teaser? Well, alright then.
Arcanus could already hear the soft clinking coming from the kitchen to announce the twin’s completion of their breakfasts. Why they insisted on eating the colorful chunks of nothing but sugar called Blast-Os still alludes him, but he might just be able to use that energy for today’s training session. They may be only seven in Earthen years – Earth being their birthplace and, thus, easiest means of calculation – but Garrus has already begun to teach them how to shoot and their mother has begun biotics lessons.
While skilled in the matter of harnessing biotic power into a destructive force, Jane doesn’t have quite the amount of experience in teaching her children to hold a barrier. If Arcanus is to let Cassia and Damocles onto the field, he will make sure they can form the strongest barrier within their capabilities. It’s also less of a struggle with their parents when Jane herself admits any of her training involves offensive biotics and happily agrees to his own training.
Looping the last of his robes’ closures into place, Arcanus smooths the black fabrics before turning to return to the twins before they can become restless in his absence. Admittedly, he is not suited to tend to children of any age without Elyse’s aid, but she seems to have left the house in search of something to do instead of watching the training. Just as well, he considers, as she’s apt to disprove of his planned incentive, even if it holds no possibility of harming either child. She is much more comfortable tending to the energetic children than he is. He despises admitting any sort of inability after so many years of needing to remain at his best or risk being assassinated for his position, but these two Vakarian children have managed one thing even a Thresher Maw was unable to do.
These two children, small as they are at their age, leave him completely unprepared more times than he cares to admit. Yet, he realizes, the feeling doesn’t create as much discomfort as he would have previously imagined.
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