tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86723159402349407332024-02-19T15:44:32.175-08:00Belladonna's WorkshopSTRAIGHT FROM THE CLOCKWORKER...Holly Batalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06398520198787543420noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8672315940234940733.post-15432943742161689692011-11-08T13:31:00.000-08:002011-11-08T13:33:31.317-08:00Special Advance Chapter!If you leave a comment on this post <span style="font-weight:bold;">(where you're from and who your favorite Agent is)</span>, you'll get to read the first chapter of Steampunk Apocalypse!Holly Batalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06398520198787543420noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8672315940234940733.post-2144339222413255022011-10-12T22:11:00.000-07:002011-10-30T22:00:23.182-07:00Meet the Agents Part 4!Vaki<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-eA67wMJpNCdWID1JkUEuMVkgrSxuJc1WwSFUXN-yqtGvj9J-2dycXt8jT_sXCWYluXRz6yTJuoNMSjW5yaNPNESDkx_ZX_-wVnO4KG35hEF3m-FtJDLpAQVd_cedQFSK02ph3eQtoD8/s1600/V.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 275px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-eA67wMJpNCdWID1JkUEuMVkgrSxuJc1WwSFUXN-yqtGvj9J-2dycXt8jT_sXCWYluXRz6yTJuoNMSjW5yaNPNESDkx_ZX_-wVnO4KG35hEF3m-FtJDLpAQVd_cedQFSK02ph3eQtoD8/s320/V.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669514587338793506" /></a><br /><br />Vaki is a Mast Runner like Ada; they are the only Mast Runners in the Agency. Vaki is quiet and strict; she likes things orderly. She enjoys music, and often goes to Yun's quarters to hear her practice. She is required to carry a dagger at all times, but has never used it. She prefers guns, especially her rifle sword. She's waaaaay too deadly with that thing...*shudders*<br /><br />Wyssa<br /><br />Xyzi<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHvIYLrhOPLy-cZp5Bmf508P7EqaoqrLVev7WzHmWi_uOx48jPf3bxKm2jhpinfwQ6WHVYHsgOHPAIKF_Sp7bFGLke-Hy0jRfIJRBHcVbma6ijuPy2TSWGdqVVrGWT-6CfQ2Bw3g4amEg/s1600/X.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHvIYLrhOPLy-cZp5Bmf508P7EqaoqrLVev7WzHmWi_uOx48jPf3bxKm2jhpinfwQ6WHVYHsgOHPAIKF_Sp7bFGLke-Hy0jRfIJRBHcVbma6ijuPy2TSWGdqVVrGWT-6CfQ2Bw3g4amEg/s320/X.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669515038341791586" /></a><br />Xyzi is a Tollunt, Latin for "One Who Destroys". She is most often found cackling madly and destroying everything and anything. She is the epitome of "rebel" and a bit of a loose cannon. The only one who can keep her in line is her boyfriend, T. I dislike her ALMOST as much as her stupid boyfriend.<br /><br />Yun<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkXrEtc4hPtde3IwISwF7LjHNv8pojzg0V4FYKISF2kCIHJaISDKhDvxXTn_5IQmxM8qxELISU5FyabC8T6LIZvV1ia0auwyzsP3M-Hk1gBHti4PqPwVpaNtiQ5XiJU1beEldCGrVMsGE/s1600/Y_1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkXrEtc4hPtde3IwISwF7LjHNv8pojzg0V4FYKISF2kCIHJaISDKhDvxXTn_5IQmxM8qxELISU5FyabC8T6LIZvV1ia0auwyzsP3M-Hk1gBHti4PqPwVpaNtiQ5XiJU1beEldCGrVMsGE/s320/Y_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669515676507412642" /></a><br />Yun is a musician Bird Watcher; she represents the peacock. Yun is gentle and softspoken, but her ears miss nothing, not the vibratto of a note nor the whisper of a rebellion. She's deadly and has a dangerously short fuse.<br /><br />Z<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz74p08bhtS6MWPbwECXUnw_qB41SLOnscYm_cWbGjsaJ2gKd_rRz777mx0yC19oznAHLr3U6j7QqvUHEjNS6AkJtFwllSeLxjHmhBsMfLhHKU27IY9ifFy9rW6mhsBSXoNEc0ft3bPmc/s1600/Z.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz74p08bhtS6MWPbwECXUnw_qB41SLOnscYm_cWbGjsaJ2gKd_rRz777mx0yC19oznAHLr3U6j7QqvUHEjNS6AkJtFwllSeLxjHmhBsMfLhHKU27IY9ifFy9rW6mhsBSXoNEc0ft3bPmc/s320/Z.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669516648305655586" /></a><br />I. HATE. THIS. GIRL. Zwei (pronouned like "way" but with a z, not the German way) is a creepy little girl with who runs around with knives. Never good. EVER. She's super-sadistic and nobody really likes her. She doesn't have a designation in the Agency, they just use her for whatever job they need done. And she does it.Holly Batalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06398520198787543420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8672315940234940733.post-72285704478734474322011-08-27T11:45:00.000-07:002011-10-30T21:50:39.859-07:00Meet the Agents Part 3!Odea<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpa_WKO5tUeAvtfCWMMgXWcxb03ZtI0HG5Ydy_i0chBCLnFiU9UF8RDOzb1rcuGGTzwpQ4o-tmY-9GQth77y6xlrJMTK-uJWsKnnyhYiJh7WDbHRl3-EdLtx3UKGkQp1k07HIRgCtlvM8/s1600/Carrie--Marina+V+7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpa_WKO5tUeAvtfCWMMgXWcxb03ZtI0HG5Ydy_i0chBCLnFiU9UF8RDOzb1rcuGGTzwpQ4o-tmY-9GQth77y6xlrJMTK-uJWsKnnyhYiJh7WDbHRl3-EdLtx3UKGkQp1k07HIRgCtlvM8/s320/Carrie--Marina+V+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645609968601815458" /></a><br />Odea is...weird. She's all happy and perky and all that, but she's also sadistic. Kinda like Ganessa, but without the ultra weirdness. Just...lower levels of weird. She's a rider and her twin sister is a screamer. Very bizarre. They're identical twins, even in hair-length. It's very weird. But whatever.<br /><br />Peregrine<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxQqiUEcK3m94iGOeBVjIsMLB7EMQpwvRSX9Vg8aaBVojb2jbP22CT2yGmTkC6iHS6-5VOMwCmYTWkTAicRVkRyZIFxg_2_yAy1NZG9juN0gLA9TpArsSlI8p_teUHVqvZyjpp10UBbr4/s1600/P.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxQqiUEcK3m94iGOeBVjIsMLB7EMQpwvRSX9Vg8aaBVojb2jbP22CT2yGmTkC6iHS6-5VOMwCmYTWkTAicRVkRyZIFxg_2_yAy1NZG9juN0gLA9TpArsSlI8p_teUHVqvZyjpp10UBbr4/s320/P.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645609260485976834" /></a><br />So, we call P the "Slasher". She just walks around with her creepy sword and cuts people up. She's violent, unpredictable, and a master of the sword and Scrabble (seriously, no one can beat her!).<br /><br />Qamma<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkKX9zwDCM0OpPotvFmIeVHVyMhYld1PtI72Wxp3hd-iTbLUUGnf2xdi2l3ydnEHRx20i5jUi3AXTfmAoUDcJS1eo43aOpbrXqCoJ6dt5nE5vsdwkIpby0Tun4vLwa51XrlUBpPFwPDjg/s1600/Q-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 186px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkKX9zwDCM0OpPotvFmIeVHVyMhYld1PtI72Wxp3hd-iTbLUUGnf2xdi2l3ydnEHRx20i5jUi3AXTfmAoUDcJS1eo43aOpbrXqCoJ6dt5nE5vsdwkIpby0Tun4vLwa51XrlUBpPFwPDjg/s320/Q-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645611265761608354" /></a><br />is WEIRD. Okay? She's super bizarre and is always spouting off something or other about crows. I mean, for crying out loud she speaks in Haiku! <span style="font-style:italic;">Who does that?!</span><br /><br />Rounan<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCmqzhU8miMfRFgu9twVuiuyOlBUw3QCrxOXALQQ9FVt9ZNTDhtUSlHIMrIhb7TJZbmyWl4m-3cqG0Qc0aArvXqF_nV8dFo3zNS1noJxvNxCLnu3_EpjxYTzPMwqx_dVNAebJePpX8sZA/s1600/R.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCmqzhU8miMfRFgu9twVuiuyOlBUw3QCrxOXALQQ9FVt9ZNTDhtUSlHIMrIhb7TJZbmyWl4m-3cqG0Qc0aArvXqF_nV8dFo3zNS1noJxvNxCLnu3_EpjxYTzPMwqx_dVNAebJePpX8sZA/s320/R.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669513820397057522" /></a><br />Ronan is a Coiler, an alchemist. He teases everyone but is a team player when it matters. He's brilliant. He can also be quite cold. Poor Sanya has been in love with him for years, but he'll never respond to her. He only believes in science, not love.<br /><br />Sanya<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJsF5dtXM9tHqEdR61gNkbrX0kcOo7gfX5FsLhBzPuOqwhwL2jpgjGIgIRgdg_lTOMQAKI9m-d8aDtuGtEELuckb1i6jujJLFAoSvH7EUHWw68finIFb2z4HyIbsRmS6pwIf81RuB8-nA/s1600/rust.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJsF5dtXM9tHqEdR61gNkbrX0kcOo7gfX5FsLhBzPuOqwhwL2jpgjGIgIRgdg_lTOMQAKI9m-d8aDtuGtEELuckb1i6jujJLFAoSvH7EUHWw68finIFb2z4HyIbsRmS6pwIf81RuB8-nA/s320/rust.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645613425315419346" /></a><br />Ooooh man. S is crazy over Rounan. Not that he cares, the jerk. He only cares about his work. S is a bird-watcher; her bird is the turtledove. She's a dancer, that's how she gets all her info.<br /><br />Tius<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7P9jF_O6IumXSIEBgE_q8Z1eekDVuZYR6HGctzTCsAKoYNBd_41h4vWS2OtVm3lL-nOLvMR4QQo9BlTZpcr6ZNbomV3mci4VTJ-EQzCSQVuGnviyo7u4QR1N6LK0eLj7g1sV5g6AnGO4/s1600/20.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7P9jF_O6IumXSIEBgE_q8Z1eekDVuZYR6HGctzTCsAKoYNBd_41h4vWS2OtVm3lL-nOLvMR4QQo9BlTZpcr6ZNbomV3mci4VTJ-EQzCSQVuGnviyo7u4QR1N6LK0eLj7g1sV5g6AnGO4/s320/20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669513643189002258" /></a><br />"How about a wager?" This is Tius' catchphrase. A reader of tarot cards and an absurdly good gambler, Tius is a Bird Watcher. While Damini represents the bird in it's all-seeing glory, Tius represents the dragon, fierce and unyielding. Tius loves to bet, has the luck of a god, and never loses. He gambles not for money, but information. I have never EVER seen him lose.<br /><br />Ulisa<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwUHVogj6djPBrxufpy8vjogwaSGpzjWZLFUhTK-xqS4HOVxHQMXASec143viTipyDAsczI7GaNLPJDBe2zWmSf5yfStB8UsFSx24OUt6WUBKgIKq__w58J63X3mQHQZGKoRSiuLw6TdM/s1600/U.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 107px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwUHVogj6djPBrxufpy8vjogwaSGpzjWZLFUhTK-xqS4HOVxHQMXASec143viTipyDAsczI7GaNLPJDBe2zWmSf5yfStB8UsFSx24OUt6WUBKgIKq__w58J63X3mQHQZGKoRSiuLw6TdM/s320/U.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645614261698559650" /></a><br />Gr...it's HER fault that poor innocent K is a smoker. So, U is a Aves (stupid flyheads). She's totally nuts for her job and is always pulling stupid stunts, in and out of the cockpit.Holly Batalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06398520198787543420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8672315940234940733.post-86525156894966285942011-08-15T16:51:00.001-07:002011-08-15T17:26:18.905-07:00Meet the Agents Part 2!Okay, so I don't have a good (stupid enough) picture of Havlard the Plague, so I'll get back to him.
<br />
<br />Issadora
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhfXL9Xl5zd_5r5BTRrZSxfbtOeES1UuMUBYWo-Vvc77DT5roiTKhmu4gL6n9Hzmlg5ThdTX-LWVKmZNNCnwbV_a-f1Hjz_Kbe8VUq7rJjyk4vY2ci2LJYPg4G-JNSiO-CtgA2kAM9VXs/s1600/I-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 275px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhfXL9Xl5zd_5r5BTRrZSxfbtOeES1UuMUBYWo-Vvc77DT5roiTKhmu4gL6n9Hzmlg5ThdTX-LWVKmZNNCnwbV_a-f1Hjz_Kbe8VUq7rJjyk4vY2ci2LJYPg4G-JNSiO-CtgA2kAM9VXs/s320/I-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641234880611409826" /></a>
<br />Issa's pretty awesome. She's the Agency's Gazer, meaning she makes scientific predictions based on astrology. She's VERY rarely wrong. She's also freaking <i>fearless</i>, as shown by her act of sort of "taking in" Monta (insert shudder). Screamers in general are pretty unstable, but Monta really takes the cake. Anyway, Issa is brilliant, and she's way calm. She's like the Athena of the Agency.
<br />
<br />Jadijah
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5U_25hru9NhDSCFYwo6qdB66mOjIRPSn6ppdzSWAVeu6GDjdLhSS4Sj1FhsPpTkjhWANz-xx0ftzBIDLUqhmiPiSz_E36AjFUi0W8f4dm_XTD8L1kp9IW6MyeAm-Z-wMojAI6irjO3x0/s1600/J.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5U_25hru9NhDSCFYwo6qdB66mOjIRPSn6ppdzSWAVeu6GDjdLhSS4Sj1FhsPpTkjhWANz-xx0ftzBIDLUqhmiPiSz_E36AjFUi0W8f4dm_XTD8L1kp9IW6MyeAm-Z-wMojAI6irjO3x0/s320/J.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641235688951899522" /></a>
<br />I. HATE. THIS. CHICK. Seriously, she's a crazy psycho witch! She actually believes in something as unscientific as VOODOO. I mean, she sacrifices people for this crap. I wouldn't put it past her to go after a fellow agent, actually. If there was any justice left in the world, then she and Monta would be exiled to...I dunno...France, or something. Nobody likes France anyways.
<br />
<br />Khalil
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0wuoEtkCBBhHWkoilikzGONxaOYLaNjqU4vVONifG4iVmjPxq7VSoLIajkO94OzJ2512fD0N1xmFaUv8T2fz5Q0Rw3H16O4y71FTax-WJaRiwGmb82SMTD2cn2scKuotP7HEQuK3S-pw/s1600/K.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0wuoEtkCBBhHWkoilikzGONxaOYLaNjqU4vVONifG4iVmjPxq7VSoLIajkO94OzJ2512fD0N1xmFaUv8T2fz5Q0Rw3H16O4y71FTax-WJaRiwGmb82SMTD2cn2scKuotP7HEQuK3S-pw/s320/K.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641237144688719186" /></a>
<br />Khalil is a sweetheart--but he smokes, which is <i>revolting</i>. You can blame Cecile and Ultissa for <i>that</i> one. Losers...Anyway, Khal is a Aves, a pilot. He loves his job to death; flying to him is like breathing to the rest of us. He lives for it. He's a little softspoken, but when he gets excited enough, he'll talk your ears off.
<br />
<br />Lavina
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW6n2vpcCTr79kdG4LqrjmlHOOkWWtbB4q2Z8USPzmAih85poac8fvfgLBs_Q7VJdGBSfjUjF5uf4sR6yQ_IJeCjXLDYHv5mEabu1PoaY4PM9zHypSXWZzSJoqmR7ZyaM-vykFzvZOuaA/s1600/L.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW6n2vpcCTr79kdG4LqrjmlHOOkWWtbB4q2Z8USPzmAih85poac8fvfgLBs_Q7VJdGBSfjUjF5uf4sR6yQ_IJeCjXLDYHv5mEabu1PoaY4PM9zHypSXWZzSJoqmR7ZyaM-vykFzvZOuaA/s320/L.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641237969071097042" /></a>
<br />Lavina is...kinda quirky. She doesn't actually have a set job in the Agency. She just kind of...monitors things, really. She hangs out with the Keepers, mostly, so I don't really talk to her that much. Everyone just calls her "Lolita".
<br />
<br />Monta
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCp1TxaDCNBNc2n9rBM25ng-BCAb9rA_gv3agh6pkmz2PH89pJxyFW4YxvUd44T6g-bQ6kYYtGTf-E8_D07xr62ty1Dff7SajhOHRTTA08gpVSGImLvYV4Mn2HF1MKE0dp56o1EBiOm4M/s1600/M.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCp1TxaDCNBNc2n9rBM25ng-BCAb9rA_gv3agh6pkmz2PH89pJxyFW4YxvUd44T6g-bQ6kYYtGTf-E8_D07xr62ty1Dff7SajhOHRTTA08gpVSGImLvYV4Mn2HF1MKE0dp56o1EBiOm4M/s320/M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641240656016774498" /></a>
<br />Uh, yeah, so have I mentioned my absolute HATRED for this guy? Yeah? I thought so. He's a class-A creeper. He talks to himself (usually while he's in possession of sharp pointed objects, which makes it way creepier) and has this creepy-A laugh that he can never really stop once it starts. I avoid him as much as is humanly possible.
<br />
<br />Nisi
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAW4WTgO9trm-HYby1F49q5YGVgkW8lWY6wSmM_YZ0RGH8H2Tjy8DNJnyr8IJ_q2E9DI18CCwvcCS_mRqxrRy3f-UlBhWMMnFHFPJzw6lUwWsXt6AWVQU0mI83dPfVnFqv7bm6WaLCBo/s1600/N.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAW4WTgO9trm-HYby1F49q5YGVgkW8lWY6wSmM_YZ0RGH8H2Tjy8DNJnyr8IJ_q2E9DI18CCwvcCS_mRqxrRy3f-UlBhWMMnFHFPJzw6lUwWsXt6AWVQU0mI83dPfVnFqv7bm6WaLCBo/s320/N.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641243180730079522" /></a>
<br />Okay. I LOVE Nisi. She's adorable and she likes me best! *fistpump* Nisi doesn't have a job, she mainly runs errands (usually for me; or Ada or Havlard, I guess). She has like no genes capable of hatred...except towards Z, maybe, which I can TOTALLY understand.Holly Batalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06398520198787543420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8672315940234940733.post-16635817240322735112011-08-08T16:29:00.000-07:002011-08-08T16:45:57.923-07:00Meet the Agents!So, I figured I'd give you all a looksee at who works with me at the Agency! I'll start from the top and go down. I'll skip and come back to the people I don't really like...
<br />
<br />ADA!
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB8gwUdCu3d5qjlQQo0qnl6TibXvmbPGmUNPbObf45xFGsXt30nbX-PDBIWdRvnm01hcUM6ExIoOqzv1DFXXJpj0VjjizALLTT82Q1bs8By7Pu-EB28bnaPRWaxQSEfzCYXBiwoce7XN8/s1600/A.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB8gwUdCu3d5qjlQQo0qnl6TibXvmbPGmUNPbObf45xFGsXt30nbX-PDBIWdRvnm01hcUM6ExIoOqzv1DFXXJpj0VjjizALLTT82Q1bs8By7Pu-EB28bnaPRWaxQSEfzCYXBiwoce7XN8/s320/A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638632204364788754" /></a>
<br />Ada is my very best friend. She's a Mast Runner (glorified errand girl with a gun...just don't tell HER I worded it like that. She sometimes works as an assassin and is currently dating Falgun (who's a little too emo for my tastes). Even though she's the first model and the highest rank, she has stupid moments too. She comes in to my lab at least once a week "Belladonnaaaaa, I broke somethiiiiiiing. Can you fix iiiiiiiit?" Of course, the amazing me can always fix it!
<br />
<br />Cecile
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPvZi58VMPnfewlHSCIk8OVjjoEIjGbIiYWK8PXO4GLs7mHXPp4gpHxfUIxgEJPJMizMmkgeo-1vLV880UYmlyGyaQyE3aPtv7I6FbfHsoGFDRMRN8QjmQrEktiahVczktjVs9H-mAsfM/s1600/C.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPvZi58VMPnfewlHSCIk8OVjjoEIjGbIiYWK8PXO4GLs7mHXPp4gpHxfUIxgEJPJMizMmkgeo-1vLV880UYmlyGyaQyE3aPtv7I6FbfHsoGFDRMRN8QjmQrEktiahVczktjVs9H-mAsfM/s320/C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638632935682476354" /></a>
<br />Cecile is BAT-CRAP CRAZY, I'm telling you. She's an Aves, a pilot, and her freaking hobby is kamikaze dives. I mean, who DOES that?!...other than Cecile. Well, U...and sometimes K...forget it.
<br />
<br />Damini
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbNCoarDc4Dla7BtItHJSbKsQKJY6Bb2_i46OsIgm-tmxaxsU9nFvAL617krknLgVotaw8bLffJMLXLZruKMd0wmgx-IrzQSqzYhyphenhyphenEzkwaOs4YL6SzwLfUWFsT14_DiBw0I6_F49-eKiw/s1600/white.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbNCoarDc4Dla7BtItHJSbKsQKJY6Bb2_i46OsIgm-tmxaxsU9nFvAL617krknLgVotaw8bLffJMLXLZruKMd0wmgx-IrzQSqzYhyphenhyphenEzkwaOs4YL6SzwLfUWFsT14_DiBw0I6_F49-eKiw/s320/white.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638633437597579746" /></a>
<br />Damini creeps me out, to be honest. She's completely blind, but I have never ever seen her stumble or miss something on the table. I mean, she knows who comes in before they even say a word. She's the top Birdwatcher, one of the discreet information gatherers (minimum wage spy). Nobody in her ranks goes against her, EVER. Honestly, I'm too creeped out to question why.
<br />
<br />Eveta
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQZDftP7fRN-BHKdN18pdrtA3eL6JOpPnX0QkuUMY2gL_eAlq3KbiSg2okGPsyHI49qBbLkMJgDD50VZ3QvAHp6eJ4dBpS91sn1-e8-YB5Cnm0XRDnDSNj2AiA-Q_j7zpdEccMmkzfm0k/s1600/E.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQZDftP7fRN-BHKdN18pdrtA3eL6JOpPnX0QkuUMY2gL_eAlq3KbiSg2okGPsyHI49qBbLkMJgDD50VZ3QvAHp6eJ4dBpS91sn1-e8-YB5Cnm0XRDnDSNj2AiA-Q_j7zpdEccMmkzfm0k/s320/E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638634047589468018" /></a>
<br />Eveta's pretty cool. She's alright to e around and she keeps O in line, so you'll hear no complaints here. Eveta is a Rider, a reconnaissance agent. Her personal job is usually to just keep an eye on regions as a whole (report any unrest, mostly). She's very polite but pulls off that "don't screw with me" vibe reaaaaaally well.
<br />
<br />Falgun
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZKFKCiqlwRDGYaSkNsnTPGwGk7L1lh-XQ214bdSlxV3PUnh9GSWsOf_1FwpT9DVay3OQuS7LoG3LWwAse5F5m5pSkhbodwQKULYfxNXfil4sxq8Bi74DxW3lVTvdKtnehlJ31TWP5Ws/s1600/F.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZKFKCiqlwRDGYaSkNsnTPGwGk7L1lh-XQ214bdSlxV3PUnh9GSWsOf_1FwpT9DVay3OQuS7LoG3LWwAse5F5m5pSkhbodwQKULYfxNXfil4sxq8Bi74DxW3lVTvdKtnehlJ31TWP5Ws/s320/F.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638634623288239410" /></a>
<br />M'kay, so take it from me, Falgun is hopeless. He's a total sap and would totally die for his girlfriend in a heartbeat. That's Ada, if you don't remember. He's a Reader, meaning he goes around fixing pipes and whatnot. He keeps the machinery (the grunt stuff, not the finery <span style="font-style:italic;">I </span>work with).
<br />
<br />Ganessa
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6P44ke9eYGsag3_OBEiwbqIl-zVI3Li8pVbiHZwUYRZ2sX_f6rkqsyiWAB9aB6sDrwtkg_DGuLXhyGHajkgu4NHzYwmAeu_xa_ss3hvn501BXdr-7FgOiPqHtgmAbl0-bFqS9ghh2aU/s1600/G.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6P44ke9eYGsag3_OBEiwbqIl-zVI3Li8pVbiHZwUYRZ2sX_f6rkqsyiWAB9aB6sDrwtkg_DGuLXhyGHajkgu4NHzYwmAeu_xa_ss3hvn501BXdr-7FgOiPqHtgmAbl0-bFqS9ghh2aU/s320/G.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638635154998940994" /></a>
<br />So, honestly? Ganessa freaks the crap out of me. She's a keeper, one of the record keepers/writers in the Agency. She's like the scariest dang librarian you'll ever see. I have no doubts that she would totally kill someone and eat them. Seriously. Havlard (that little worm) mocks me for it, but I swear it's true!!!
<br />
<br />Okay, so that's the first batch. I'll post the next group later!
<br />-BelladonnaHolly Batalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06398520198787543420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8672315940234940733.post-36586742316848045642011-07-29T19:30:00.000-07:002011-07-29T20:13:39.507-07:00GadgetsI love gadgetry. This is no secret to anyone, really. It's my job and my life to create and work with all things mechanical and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. So I'm gonna share a few of my favorite gadgets that I've made in the past.<br /><br />1. Ada's Gun.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqbJD0KNRKyYWfWUmrVOflTtZzpbziW-kJJImr9at6LVLRda9LtkjRPcFjuXXHoSTRzhbfLJxvV25DQjUJOPzarR6oWMVO2LbkQ5BZ7GDPJ965OQq36H3-PGPqSXW9y6riHGfMTrzLWv8/s1600/ada%2527s+gun.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqbJD0KNRKyYWfWUmrVOflTtZzpbziW-kJJImr9at6LVLRda9LtkjRPcFjuXXHoSTRzhbfLJxvV25DQjUJOPzarR6oWMVO2LbkQ5BZ7GDPJ965OQq36H3-PGPqSXW9y6riHGfMTrzLWv8/s320/ada%2527s+gun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634972198032779090" /></a><br />"Deus ex Machina" is Ada's baby. It's her pride and joy and she loves it more tan even her best friend (me). I made it ;) It's made of tempered bronze and cesarian iron. The filigree designs are hand crafted and directly connected to the barrel.<br /><br />2. Handheld Radar and Scanner<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilkrfbkQhQmvg-QjPDd92wEd67NgSenRCgbP-KzeB7nqeJmJEuoDYH4hsOYpramp_F5gFyw6NEi1qw8OahiJW5dtdQt2EBbJvWoY_2SwS9uULm_AKRh4U8Et8FGA14uLIjOpoviharDMg/s1600/gameboy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilkrfbkQhQmvg-QjPDd92wEd67NgSenRCgbP-KzeB7nqeJmJEuoDYH4hsOYpramp_F5gFyw6NEi1qw8OahiJW5dtdQt2EBbJvWoY_2SwS9uULm_AKRh4U8Et8FGA14uLIjOpoviharDMg/s320/gameboy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634974856587506514" /></a><br />This one was tough. I had to constantly recalibrate everything as I was making it. Nothing has really been made in this vein before (not that I know of anyway, which is pretty much everything). It has different settings depending on the inserted cartridge, such as a radar, a scanner, a thermal imager, etc. I use it in the workshop all the time (which is why I made it in the first place), but I'm making a second fr Falgun, who wants one for his work.<br /><br />3. Eyepiece<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5E4TRWr_MSw-amVQj39EMvkn2LFxurmAFV2C6o-H_EBzqnqBioe-yw8xb01qBNgWgWj0KPN4ZSznQhVTw5o2QZ68LUBiq5LFQ9ZPcjps-5icR7KzJ6Hbn7d9595dn7oABn_E_O9tEAsY/s1600/eyeball2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 152px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5E4TRWr_MSw-amVQj39EMvkn2LFxurmAFV2C6o-H_EBzqnqBioe-yw8xb01qBNgWgWj0KPN4ZSznQhVTw5o2QZ68LUBiq5LFQ9ZPcjps-5icR7KzJ6Hbn7d9595dn7oABn_E_O9tEAsY/s320/eyeball2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634975787764673826" /></a><br />This one was a commission for Rounan. It's a micro-analyzer and zoom scope. He uses it for his alchemy research, but it's now been reqularized in the Runner Corps for reconnaissance missions.<br /><br />4. Earpiece<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP7Ubm2yenKIu1B0msMzk-Bj-QMiUh6yNF2EgVr5XDgXdBscqlyn-2Hs6c5SLAx5j8xr9ctgPguYOP-6EbIeXUMUal6HARwHbjAf-IfyLZOw_iD54fxi6Kq1FQ_tI1N2v5JVOu2TRwhVk/s1600/headset.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 234px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP7Ubm2yenKIu1B0msMzk-Bj-QMiUh6yNF2EgVr5XDgXdBscqlyn-2Hs6c5SLAx5j8xr9ctgPguYOP-6EbIeXUMUal6HARwHbjAf-IfyLZOw_iD54fxi6Kq1FQ_tI1N2v5JVOu2TRwhVk/s320/headset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634976430448864354" /></a><br />This is used for communications with the timepieces distributed out to the agents. It can switch channels it's programmed to receive by turning a watch cog on the side to different "stations". It makes communications updates so much simpler.<br /><br />5. Oculus<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgjTNet40AQMyyFrH38JPPZR5dkqzQ4GFA0Kv3wX-6TIfdE4Twg_o-B-D0d7uLiICrpdT9ZM1xUetOT8_sE3DMkOvhkTrpv8TGx7PADrluAl8QHbUqzg65_eQX6NGQEoX6A4SfYD0Kp1A/s1600/oculus.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgjTNet40AQMyyFrH38JPPZR5dkqzQ4GFA0Kv3wX-6TIfdE4Twg_o-B-D0d7uLiICrpdT9ZM1xUetOT8_sE3DMkOvhkTrpv8TGx7PADrluAl8QHbUqzg65_eQX6NGQEoX6A4SfYD0Kp1A/s320/oculus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634977998729594002" /></a><br />This is my little buddy, Oculus. He's a real simple little guy made of coils, a mechanical eye, and some spare clamps and gears. He helps me out with chores and little things around the workshop. He doesn't have a brain and he's not A.I., but he's still good company to be around.<br /><br />And those are five of my favorite creations! I hope you enjoyed! :)Holly Batalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06398520198787543420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8672315940234940733.post-76300816885749958482011-07-24T17:30:00.000-07:002011-07-24T17:35:05.818-07:00IndroductionWelcome to The Workshop! This is the center for everything <span style="font-style:italic;">Steampunk Apocalypse</span>! It will be updated weekly (or more frequently if necessary). I (the Great Belladonna) am the owner of this log. However, I have given the input codes to a select few agents who can also update here (any guesses who?). Enjoy, everyone!Holly Batalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06398520198787543420noreply@blogger.com0