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luzrovrulay:
Roleplay blog for Luzrov Rulay from the Celestial Record series.
Co-creator of the Celestial Record Augmented Canon (with @featheryshepherd)
Current Threads
FAQ
Anonymous asked:
Whats crac? Why do people keep tagging posts with it?? help??????
Luzrovrulay answered:
crac is the tag I use for the Celestial Record Augmented Canon. Basically it’s something me and @featheryshepherd created over our two years of roleplaying to make sense of some of the things in the series. It covers plot holes, character motivations, the political movements of the princess knight between books two and four, that kind of thing. There’s even a whole section dedicated to figuring out the royal family tree. (Neither of us named it, by the way. Other people started using it for their own stuff and made up a tag for it. It caught on.)
This is all in the FAQ by the way
Anonymous asked:
I have to say I’m disappointed. You barely post anymore and when you do its just shipping? you should give your username to someone whos actually going to use it right. i say this as someone who used to love crac for how well thought out it was. A lot of it could be canon, but now you’re just projecting your personal sexuality on your character.
Luzrovrulay answered:
Wow, imagine being this entitled.
This website is terrible sometimes.
Almost immediately, a notification popped up.
featheryshepherd: sorry about that anon
Mikleo smiled. Featheryshepherd was his roleplay partner of two years, the Shepherd to his Luzrov Rulay. Unlike a lot of roleplayers, featheryshepherd shared his enthusiasm for dissecting and analyzing the world of the Celestial Record series. Sure, he could be a bit of a goof, something that had given him bad experiences with other roleplayers in the past, but Mikleo could roll with that. It was rare to find a Shepherd that didn’t play the character as a giant stick in the mud, anyway.
Together, they’d combined and altered their ideas until they’d built an entire expansion of the canon that had been sort of adopted by the larger community. Mikleo wondered how many of them were aware that the universe they regarded so highly was designed almost completely by a pair of fourteen-year-olds.
luzrovrulay: It’s okay. It’s true, I haven’t rped in a while. Sorry
featheryshepherd: they still could have been nicer
featheryshepherd: and like, not blatantly homophobic
Ah, yes, that had really rubbed him the wrong way. Shipping was popular in fandom, and the fact that the Shepherd and Luzrov Rulay were heavily implied to have a romantic relationship meant that shipping wars could get ugly fast, but honestly, none of their roleplays were even based on ships. The relationship between their characters was just another fact that the two of them had incorporated into their universe, along with the exact family tree of the royal family and the political dealings of the princess-knight who was almost totally forgotten about for three books.
He really should stop thinking about it; he was just getting angry again.
featheryshepherd: and yeah dont apologize, i havent really either
featheryshepherd: i mostly just come here to chat with people
luzrovrulay: Same here. Though you’re really the only one I talk to here.
featheryshepherd: youre saying you only stay on this website to talk to ME?! XD
featheryshepherd: i am honored that im worth sticking around for even as the developers do everything in their power to alienate all their users, lol
luzrovrulay: Thank god someone figured out how to mute those obnoxious audio ads.
featheryshepherd: yea
featheryshepherd: we could always just text, you know
featheryshepherd: do you have a phone
Mikleo wasn’t sure why he hesitated, exactly. Perhaps it was the implicit statement that the two of them were something more than roleplay partners, nowadays. More often than not, their conversations weren’t about the Celestial Record at all. No, they caught up with each other, told stories about their families, comforted each other when they had a bad day.
featheryshepherd: or not, it’s okay if you don’t wanna ^_^
With that, Mikleo made up his mind.
luzrovrulay: no, it’s fine
A few minutes later, they had exchanged numbers and Mikleo was typing out his first text to his online friend.
Sent:
I guess if we’re texting now I’m going to have to think of you as Sorey, huh?
10:35 pm
Sent:
I almost put in your name as featheryshepherd, ugh
10:36 pm
Received:
lol
10:36 pm
Received:
ive been thinking of you as Mikleo since you told me your name tbh ^_^
10:37 pm
Feathery-- no, Sorey -- texted just the same as he typed, and there was something nice about that that made Mikleo smile.
Sent:
If we’re being honest, I only asked your name because my mom kept asking about you.
10:38 pm
Sent:
I couldn’t really keep referring to you as ‘my online friend’
10:38 pm
Received:
lol yeah
10:39 pm
Sent:
She was really worried when I started talking about you. She was half-convinced you were some creep pretending to be a boy my age.
10:41 pm
Received:
O_o wait really
10:42 pm
Sent:
I told her that would be a lot of work for a creeper to put in. Two years of elaborate worldbuilding RP?
10:42 pm
Received:
haha, true
10:42 pm
Received:
Look, proof!
10:45 pm
Mikleo was confused until his phone buzzed again, this time with a photo attached. He tapped it quickly, and couldn’t help but smile upon seeing the face of a boy his age who could only have been Sorey, beaming brightly into the camera. Mikleo hadn’t ever thought to picture Sorey-- if he had, he would have only been able to conjure the image of the Shepherd he used for a profile picture-- but somehow the boy on the screen fit him quite well. Cute, was Mikleo’s first thought. And, unsurprisingly, a total dork, his mind supplied as he took in the bright orange feathers sticking out of his head and the way his smile seemed too big for his face. He seemed to burn with energy just the way his online presence did, even just through a photograph. Mikleo scrambled for something to say, aware that his response had been somewhat delayed.
Sent:
You weren’t kidding about those earrings!
10:49 pm
He pursed his lips. It was only fair to send a photo back, now. He ran a hand through his hair to straighten it a little, examining himself in the screen of his phone. He played with a few angles, even left for his living room to see if the lighting was better. Five minutes later, he was armed and ready with his selfie.
Received:
yeah! i spent so long trying to make them look exactly like the cover!
10:50 pm
Received:
they’re actually just clips. gramps wouldnt let me get my ears pierced ^^;
10:52 pm
Sent:
Here’s me
10:55 pm
Mikleo sent his picture and waited for the response, trying to convince himself that he wasn’t waiting anxiously to hear Sorey’s reply.
“Mikleo? What are you doing?”
Mikleo jumped at the sound of his mother’s voice. “I was just taking a picture to send my friend,” he said quickly, trying to be casual about it. His mom frowned, and Mikleo could almost hear the brewing lecture about internet safety. “Look, see? He sent me one, too.”
He scrolled back to Sorey’s picture and lifted the phone to where his mom could see it. “You should ask him to send you one with today’s date on it,” she said, but she was smiling now, and Mikleo knew he’d won this battle. His phone buzzed yet again.
Received:
whoa （*⌂*）
10:57 pm
Received:
Your eyes are really
10:57 pm
Received:
Is it rude to call them pretty?
10:58 pm
Mikleo forced his face to maintain a neutral expression, hoping his cheeks weren’t as pink as they felt.
Sent:
Haha, it’s okay
10:59 pm
Sent:
My mom says to ask you to send a picture of yourself with today’s date
11:00 pm
Sent:
I think she’s still trying to prove you’re you
11:00 pm
Not a minute later, Sorey sent another picture of him with a bright smile, next to a calendar, pointing at the day’s date with one hand, the other hand a thumbs up, leaving Mikleo curious who had taken the photo for him. His Gramps, maybe?
His mom laughed when he showed her the picture, and Mikleo felt a burst of pride that his friend seemed to be winning over his mom already.
Received:
K, now you send me a pic of u and ur mom
11:02 pm
Received:
To prove ur reeeeeeal ^_^
11:02 pm
Mikleo had just finished showing his mom Sorey’s request when another photo arrived. His mom leaned over his shoulder, and they both laughed at Sorey’s pleading puppy-dog eyes.
Mikleo tapped out a quick “Oh my gosh” to express his exasperation, and then held out his arm so that he and his mom both fit in the frame, took the picture, and sent that off as well.
Sent:
Happy?
11:04 pm
Received:
(☆∀☆）you guys look exactly alike!!!!
11:05 pm
Received:
Now i need a pic of you… hm… making a funny face!
11:06 pm
Sent:
Why?
11:06 pm
Received:
To prove youre real? I guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
11:07 pm
This was followed by a picture of Sorey, cheeks inflated and eyes crossed, like he was holding his breath. Mikleo laughed, heading back to his room and laying back on his bed. He hesitated, and then snapped a quick picture of himself with his tongue sticking out and one eye squeezed closed. He sent it off, along with a caption: “this is dumb”.
Received:
!!!!!! u did it!!!!!!
11:10 pm
Received:
Ok, im convinced
11:10 pm
Sent:
Are you now
11:11 pm
Received:
you have to admit, Mikleo does NOT sound like a real name
11:12 pm
Sent:
I was named after an uncle Michael. Anyway, this coming from someone named Sorey.
11:12 pm
Received:
rude :P
11:13 pm
Received:
I dont even have an uncle to blame it on :P
11:14 pm
Sent:
Haha. Well, I have school tomorrow
11:15 pm
Received:
yeah me too. goodnight, Mikleo!
11:16 pm
Sent:
Night
11:16 pm
Mikleo plugged his phone into its charger and got himself ready for bed. As he laid back into his pillow, he found himself wondering if today was just a one-off. Maybe, if he really did decide to quit roleplaying, Sorey would stop messaging him altogether. He didn’t like that idea, not one bit. Whether it was because of his general nerdiness or just his quiet personality, he hadn’t made a lot of friends at school. Sad as it was, Sorey was the closest thing Mikleo had to a friend, and Mikleo wasn’t sure he was ready to lose that just yet.
So when Mikleo checked his phone after class the next day and saw a new message, he was filled with a relief beyond words.
Received:
how was school?
3:52 pm