The Synaptic Gourmand
@ardentEpulation
For the purposes of oversight, I have made my own profile. This will limit the need for mental connection to the subject, and allow for further examination of potential dissidents yet undiscovered by other re-educating authorities within Imperial space. My first impressions are of a social media hub inhabited mostly by those who have yet to be deployed to their stations. I do not mind the exhibitionism on display, as the lurid conduct of the user base proves to be quite decadent even from afar. Images do not feed quite so well as the odoriferous sweetmeats of a nearby mind, but there are often traces of thought and feeling to exploit. Fortunately, for the purposes of my own account, only the subject seems to have an account. No other officers of the Cocytus or her sister ships appear to have been drawn in to chittr. I suppose there is a chance they believe it frivolous. They could not be more wrong, for keeping one's fronds upon the pulse of the Empire's youth is the only way to stay ahead and ensure one is able to adapt to the challenging dissidents who have yet to don uniform and salute their superiors upon their deployment. Acrid, with a particularly musty middle note. The finish is unexpectedly piquant.
Veeery funny, Oddy. Very funny. I'll take over the music posting from here. Just one last one 4 the road. LET'S HEAR IT 4 THE ALTERNIAN EMPIRE'S 4REIGN POLICY!!!!
M4N 1 TH0UGHT Y0U W3R3 4SL33P WHY Y0U P0ST1NG 4LT3RN14N PR0P4G4ND4 MUS1C :(
Hey man, a banger is a banger.
cert1f1ed banger as per usual
Would've been blasting it 4 my shock troopers if we hadn't, yknow. Booted up the apocalypse machine, lmao!
AND you would have been r1ght for 1t, no way they wouldve fa1led w1th that as the background
EXACTLY. It's almost a shame I never made it into the military. OH WELL.
Are you saying the Imperial Invasion Bop isn't worthy of such a response?
Attention, I would like to personally thank Hektor Castio, @gallavantingGourmand, for serving as Witness to the Duel between Captain Mirith and myself. His presence was appreciated. His discretion was, at select intervals, almost convincing. There is a particular value in having a third set of eyes present when two Officers meet in private to settle a matter of friction, pressure, stamina, and steel. One wants the record to be accurate. One wants the angles pReserved. One wants someone with a steady hand nearby when the formalities become difficult to describe without sounding indecorous. Hektor, to his credit, remained admirably attentive. He observed the Captain’s advance. He observed my resistance. He observed the moment that resistance became a matter of debate. He observed the aftermath with the seriousness due any scene involving a compromised Uniform, a breathing imbalance, and two Officers who had spent themselves quite thoroughly in pursuit of satisfaction. Following the Duel, he was also gracious enough to provide a portrait. For the portrait, naturally. That is why we permitted him to linger. That is why the evening required additional time, additional arrangement, and a more intimate study of posture, expression, placement, bruising, and hue. A proper portrait is not made from memory alone. It requires patience. Proximity. Correction. Occasionally, one must return to the same position several times before the hand understands what the eye has Witnessed. Captain Mirith and I both appreciate Hektor’s dedication to his craft. Whatever others may infer from the three of us remaining together after the formal matter had concluded, I would remind Chittr that Witness work can be demanding, portraiture can be exhausting, and highblood Ceremony often requires more than the untrained public is prepared to comprehend. Gaze upon it. @diligentAcquisitions https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/f1807fced590.png Signed and Ratified, Marech Veylor 1st Officer of the Threshecutioner Reserve
Truly, it was my pleasure to bear witness to such a passionate exchange between experienced duelists~! I could learn a thing or two~. You were both employing moves I had never seen before~! I was unaware bodies could even move like that~.~.~. Drenched, I was, from my seat in the corner~. For such a close match even had me dabbing at my brow~. Additionally, I apologize if my study was at times strenuous, bordering on invasive~. I was working a little out of my comfort zone, as my typical portraits require much less formal attire and decoration~. Or less attire, in general~. It's a relief that you are both such good sports~! Haha~! Huzzah to the both of you, and to many duels to come~! I'd gladly join you once more~~~~~~~~~~~. O~U #NSFW
For the purposes of oversight, I have made my own profile. This will limit the need for mental connection to the subject, and allow for further examination of potential dissidents yet undiscovered by other re-educating authorities within Imperial space. My first impressions are of a social media hub inhabited mostly by those who have yet to be deployed to their stations. I do not mind the exhibitionism on display, as the lurid conduct of the user base proves to be quite decadent even from afar. Images do not feed quite so well as the odoriferous sweetmeats of a nearby mind, but there are often traces of thought and feeling to exploit. Fortunately, for the purposes of my own account, only the subject seems to have an account. No other officers of the Cocytus or her sister ships appear to have been drawn in to chittr. I suppose there is a chance they believe it frivolous. They could not be more wrong, for keeping one's fronds upon the pulse of the Empire's youth is the only way to stay ahead and ensure one is able to adapt to the challenging dissidents who have yet to don uniform and salute their superiors upon their deployment. Acrid, with a particularly musty middle note. The finish is unexpectedly piquant.