it had BEGUN as a simple incursion into the nether , seeking places new and unknown that always trilled his fancy . after ALL , the nosferatu could travel through time and space to any place that pleased him , BARRIERS that afflicted others those he surmounted with ease . for to travel through the reaches involved a deconstruction of soul and SELF , to reaffirm and learn the rudiments of one’s own existence before they might SEEK to travel places afar where they ought not exist at all . in a dwelling of CRIMSON housed pale by an abode of darkness , there is a reemergence . toil INUNDATES the air in the spoils of machinery , the salted and musky tang of overworked OILS and acerbic metals proliferated headily in the air , alucard taking vested interest even as he was the BRASHEST presence here .
the clockworks of the city DISTANT behooves him allotted exploration , an itinerary to determine . he had arrived upon plains of GREEN , a silken loom of grasses interwoven and shimmering in their OCEANIC unison , his own coattails billowing in the haphazard wind . yet , as it may , it should stand to SHOW that he was not alone here , a youth with locks of maize and tapered ears seemed irresolute where he stood , UPON the city no less . clad in verdant tunic , it seemed reminiscent of one who might delve into heroics . WAS it even truth ? it couldn’t even be said , really .
‘ lost ? or is there some dragon or great evil you seek to slay in that city ? ‘ power was GARISHLY radiant from the boy’s blade , a HOLINESS that made him wary to behold . he would not stand to be so NEAR to it , alucard sidling a step apart as crimson hues were warily trained upon it . though he knew no USE would be provoked unless it was violently incited , and yet , when he might accidentally so much as BUMP into the vampire , alucard sidestepped away in alarm , still transfixed on the sword . WIDE as though in fear of its capabilities .
laughing WEARILY , there was an uncertain treble in his voice , as though some of its power was been siphoned in HOLY osmosis . for sometimes , light could consume shadow as voraciously as the DARKNESS did light . ‘ quite a powerful weapon you carry . i do hope you do not mind my distance . blades such as that are … fatal to one such as myself . ‘
vermilion fabric layered over all black– who walked out like that in the middle of Autumn? it wasn’t cold enough to be wearing so many layers, not that Link had ever adhered to any particular sort of fashion law. hell, he’d gone through the wrath of Snowhead without so much as a JACKET and he’d come out just fine. wasn’t that what it was all about? survival? he had little to no room to talk.
still, there was a strangeness about the way this man appeared so… nervous around him. his ears twitched somewhat feverishly in response to the different tones in hiswavering vocals, head cocked slightly to one side. of course he wasn’t going to slay a dragon inside of the town– the dragons were down near the slope to the mountains. dodongos, actually; big and small ones that exploded when you drove a blade deep into their backs.
‘’ a great evil, yeah. but not one that i can kill. ‘’ Link had always had a thing agianst killing other kids, but this time he might just have to make an acception. the skullkid was going too far, working too hard to destroy what these people had built up. sure, they were ignorant and refused to do what they needed to. they wouldn’t run, take shelter, or even listen to the people who knew what was best. a collective hive of idiots too stubborn to leave their carnival and live to see another day.
the sudden sidestep caught his attention, though, and he, too made a step backward. it wasn’t a movement of aggression; rather, he wanted to give him ample room to maneuver. the last thing he needed to do was make another enemy for the sword upon his back. such a heavy burden it was, weighing down on him like a planet of its own. ’ such as yourself? this thing only cuts through monsters. well, i guess it would probably cut through a person too. i don’t know, i haven’t tried.’ he was rambling now, wasn’t he? “ anyway, it’s that MOON up there. its going to fall in three days… so they say, anyway. nothing’s written in stone. “
Link is a ten year old Hylian boy cast out into the world. Given a sword and called a savior, he was made to undergo dangerous trials and defeat several gigantic monsters and dragons of all sizes. Orphaned at infancy by his dying mother, Link was raised in the Kokiri Forest and was frequently abused by the child-leader of the Kokiri for being a Hylian.
He was forced to grow up without knowing the consequences of his actions; He chose to heed the Great Deku Tree’s words and bring the Emerald to Zelda at Hyrule Castle. Believing Zelda’s words and trusting her judgement, Link gathered the Ruby and Sapphire from two remaining temples, returning to town just in time to see Zelda retreating on horseback with Ganondorf in pursuit. Obtaining the Ocarina, he was told via telepathy to enter the door of time– but not what was going to happen next.
Upon waking up, Link’s shock is clearly written on his face. He is told to look at his growth, and he stands as a seventeen year old young man, able to wield the power of the master sword. While he is able to return to his age at the end of the game in the Child Era, Link ultimately loses his entire childhood and continues to see this pattern throughout the Zelda series.
Link is always born with the mark of the Goddess Farore on the back of his hand. It is a golden symbol, the Triforce, with the right-hand side lit up. It represents the piece of her existence that she granted to him, a fragment of power that enables him to dismiss fear and enter the realm of reckless indulgence to save the people of Hyrule from any evil or tyrannical being.
He's known to be childish at times and loves all kinds of food-- especially if its free. As a growing and healthy boy, he can often be found chowing down at the Ranch or somewhere in town, well-known by the town's occupants as nothing more than the fiary boy. Princess Zelda and those who matter within the castle, however, are not ignorant to what he had done for them upon saving their world.
Link does have an incredible angry streak, though. If anyone appears condescending, he does his best to put up with it, but he is unable to stand by if one of his friends is insulted or threatened with danger or harm. He's extremely protective of all those he bonds with, which is an incredibly hard thing to do. Almost all of his friends and companions leave about their business and have left Link to his own devices. It is assumed that he dies alone when he becomes the Hero's shade. If you do befriend him, handle with care.
First things first, the Mun is known as Pepsi; please use whatever pronoun you feel with with me. I don't mind it in the least! He/She is fine. Or they. Whichever you feel fits me best.
Shipping: I am a multi-verse blog/multi-ship blog. However, he’s very picky and it most likely won’t happen without years of angsty development. Why? …Well, he doesn’t care! Empathy/Sympathy won’t be found with this muse. However, he greatly admires beauty. What he finds beautiful varies.
I am also extremely selective of OCs and will not roleplay with those made purposely for shipping. i won't roleplay with ocs that are related to canon characters, or 'personified object' ocs. I also expect you to have something for me to read so that I may know about your character. ‘Rp to find out’ does not roll with me.
I do offer MUTUAL EXCLUSIVITY, but this is not a requirement. if you would like me to only interact with the muse you play on your blog, then I will expect the same in return. we must have been threading for at least a week before i will offer this feature.
If I am following you, that means that I want to thread with you. It means I’ve seen something promising on your page and that I do want to interact with you. Please note that I won’t rp with multi-muse blogs or gender-bent muses.
Lastly, if you decide that you feel the need to call me elitist or pretentious for my choices to role-play, i suggest you go and find one of the other thousands of Zelda blogs to meet your needs, as i refuse to respond to any anon hate messages without the use of know-anon, meaning that your url will be shown and i just won't care about the repercussions that brings you. Don't dish it out if you can't take it.
VERSES LIST
Main verse: MAJORAS MASK. Game Setting.
Link, transported by means of mysterious magic to a world, Link embarks on a journey to save the topsy-turvy land of Termina from being crushed by the moon in just three days. To defeat the Skull Kid, Link has to live the same three days over and over again, but not without the help of a few transformative masks. His journey takes him from a poisonous swamp, a snowy mountain, a misty ocean and the valley of death itself.
Link has become Jaded in this world, keeping to himself and always weary of losing new friends. With Tatl floating at his side, Link does his best to rid the world of an extreme evil that not even he understands-- a terrifying mask of possession on the face of a child his own age.
This blog will allow plotting for the popular theory that child link is, in fact, dead. Termina is just a figment of purgatory while Link comes to terms with the five stages of grief. This means that any interaction outside of the Zelda fandom will have Link as a corporeal spirit, unaware of the truth.
[ THE BOUNTY HUNTER ] Post-Majora's Mask
Rather than going on at the end of Majoras Mask, Link stays in the lands of Termina and becomes a teen bounty hunter. Accompanied by no one down the roads that lead him any and everywhere, he carries with him the faceless masks of those who've passed on and is always cautious of strangers.
[ Main 2 ] Ocarina of Time ( all timelines )
In the vast, deep forest of Hyrule, the Great Deku Tree served as the guardian spirit. The children of the forest, the Kokiri, lived with the Great Deku Tree. Each Kokiri had his or her own guardian fairy, except one. His name was Link.
Upon gaining access to the Temple of Time and the Master Sword, Link travels seven years into the future. You learn that the time travel happens because, although Link is the chosen one to remove the Master Sword from its stone sealed sheath, you must be of a certain age to wield it. Therefore Link is trapped in a sort of “hibernation” until he is old enough to fulfil his destiny. When Link awakens he finds that in his absence, Ganondorf has used the Triforce of Power to take control of Hyrule and turn it into a post apocalyptic world.
[ SM4SH VERSE. Melee. YOUNG LINK. ]
Chosen to fight amongst the best champions, the competition gets rough when Link faces off against familiar rivals and strong foes he's never met before. This universe is used for a friendlier atmosphere for other view game characters. The tournament starts soon-- is your muse in?
POST-ALL
Link has returned from Termina as an adult, fully prepared to take his father's place as a Knight of Hyrule. However, things don't appear to be going his way... he finds himself entranced by the sudden dark clouds that cover the sky. In armor, sword in hand, has war come upon them once more?
