Day 4: Belief + what motivates y/c? is it internal or external? how different would they be if that motivation changed?
At one point in her life, Delilah had believed that all she had to do was follow whatever her mother Titania had told her, to go wherever her mother went- all of this just to find purpose in her life. This ideal was stomped on, walked over, and spat on, all in a few months of her life. She was nothing compared to her siblings, they had been so much more capable than her- how did she expect to even amount to something like that?
Then, she had came to Tanglewood, and it was like everything she ever thought she knew was completely wrong. She had met her friends, had formed unbreakable bonds with them that she couldn’t seem to move on from no matter how much the voice in the back of her head told her to go, to run as fast she could to get away from the idea of having friends in the first place. Why? She had no idea. Maybe it was because she was afraid of them eventually leaving her- or just the idea of being betrayed?
When she had first arrived, it was hard for her to find motivation for anything. She always had this deep connection with nature, but she couldn’t just move the earth constantly. She had met Malphas after an unfortunate event, and he had given her purpose. She had always admired doctors; the way they saved lives, thinking up medicines and the smiles they got when they saved people- it was a feeling that Delilah could get drunk on, but she forced herself to never get close.
Or so she thought, really. Her motivation laid in the fact that she wanted to improve herself. She wanted to improve the way she thought, she wanted prove to her clanmates that she wasn’t useless, that she could do something. She knew she couldn’t fight, but she was smart. Incredibly smart, with a spectacular memory. Which is why she studied under Malphas and became a doctor. Maybe it was just that, maybe that was all she needed?
Nope, she wanted more. Of course she did. This wasn’t nearly enough for her- she wanted more, and she was motivated to do more to get it. Her motivation soon became her clan, the urge and want to protect them from harm constantly. She couldn’t fight, so she knew she had to be a better person for all of them.
Then she met Renegadeanthems, and everything changed. She became softer than she was before, taking on a motherly persona for her clanmates, giving them support when they needed it. She was a good friend.
Maybe it was love that motivated her, but she knew she wouldn’t be who she was without it. Without her clan, without Ren, she would be dead, still in the hands of the slavemasters whom she had escaped from.
She had something to motivate her here, and that was her clanmates.
WORD COUNT: 489
At one point in her life, Delilah had believed that all she had to do was follow whatever her mother Titania had told her, to go wherever her mother went- all of this just to find purpose in her life. This ideal was stomped on, walked over, and spat on, all in a few months of her life. She was nothing compared to her siblings, they had been so much more capable than her- how did she expect to even amount to something like that?
Then, she had came to Tanglewood, and it was like everything she ever thought she knew was completely wrong. She had met her friends, had formed unbreakable bonds with them that she couldn’t seem to move on from no matter how much the voice in the back of her head told her to go, to run as fast she could to get away from the idea of having friends in the first place. Why? She had no idea. Maybe it was because she was afraid of them eventually leaving her- or just the idea of being betrayed?
When she had first arrived, it was hard for her to find motivation for anything. She always had this deep connection with nature, but she couldn’t just move the earth constantly. She had met Malphas after an unfortunate event, and he had given her purpose. She had always admired doctors; the way they saved lives, thinking up medicines and the smiles they got when they saved people- it was a feeling that Delilah could get drunk on, but she forced herself to never get close.
Or so she thought, really. Her motivation laid in the fact that she wanted to improve herself. She wanted to improve the way she thought, she wanted prove to her clanmates that she wasn’t useless, that she could do something. She knew she couldn’t fight, but she was smart. Incredibly smart, with a spectacular memory. Which is why she studied under Malphas and became a doctor. Maybe it was just that, maybe that was all she needed?
Nope, she wanted more. Of course she did. This wasn’t nearly enough for her- she wanted more, and she was motivated to do more to get it. Her motivation soon became her clan, the urge and want to protect them from harm constantly. She couldn’t fight, so she knew she had to be a better person for all of them.
Then she met Renegadeanthems, and everything changed. She became softer than she was before, taking on a motherly persona for her clanmates, giving them support when they needed it. She was a good friend.
Maybe it was love that motivated her, but she knew she wouldn’t be who she was without it. Without her clan, without Ren, she would be dead, still in the hands of the slavemasters whom she had escaped from.
She had something to motivate her here, and that was her clanmates.
WORD COUNT: 489