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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 21/06/2026

//Model is jank at best, she's awful picky... //But when she works? She works goooood.

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 21/06/2026

//Wow, this account DOES exist, doesn't it? //Might have to dust Blender off soon...

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 26/11/2025

"Special? No, not terribly. I was just sweet on a triage doctor when I enlisted, so she made sure to keep accurate records, just in case she had to stitch my back together." And accurate they were- blood type, times and dates of medication or inoculation, everything down to the minute.

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 26/11/2025

It detailed physical results, height and weight, psychiatric results from psych evals, family histories of muscular dystrophy and heart disease- but most importantly of all... The exact date and time, to the minute, when Orianna was exposed to the modified Technocyte virus by Albrecht Entrati. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 26/11/2025

Most of the first half was in an indecipherable language; with most of what could be understood being Orianna's name and the place of the exam. That, however, changed around the date of the techrot outbreak- the handwriting changed and the language of documentation shifted to plain English. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 25/11/2025

"I'll be around if you need me- if you're in a jam, just give me a holler on the radio and I'll come running, promise."

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 25/11/2025

"Give them a lashing for me, starman." The slab of woman bows her head and sends him on his way with a wave, before making her own way out of the room- How nice that this place had a bar... And someone who could give her a run for her money when it came to drinking. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 20/11/2025

Burned into the leather cover: [ SECHENOVA, ORIANNA ] [ SERGEANT SECOND CLASS ] [ HAMMER SQUAD, 5TH KING'S RIFLE BRIGADE ] "I know it's uncommon, but I've kept my medical history from when I was in the Army." She offers the binder to Lettie, earnest and whole-heartedly.

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 20/11/2025

Orianna frowns, shifting her weight; uncertainty, even in something so small, made her a little uncomfortable. "Ah! Actually..." Reaching into the larger pouch on her webbing, usually reserved for machine gun box magazines, Orianna produces a small, leather-bound binder- +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 20/11/2025

"Well, before all of... this..." The massive woman makes a vague motion to her body with one hand. "I was allergic to poultry and eggs, but nothing too severe. Can't say I know if I still have that, being all... infested and all..." +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"Swing by in one of your walking war machines and grab it before you head out. Scaldra's got a lot of light armor fielded today, so that launcher should even the odds."

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

She crosses her arms. "Use all the warheads you like, but under No circumstances can you lose. This. Launcher." She motions to the tube with a hand, before moving towards the door. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"Scaldra puts trackers in 'em. Can only be removed by authorized personnel behind a biometric lock to keep techrot from infesting and using 'em. It took a few broken bones, but I managed to "convince" a stormfall paratrooper to remove the locks on his." +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"Ah, well, if you're heading out..." The woman approaches a weapons locker on the same wall- quickly punching in a combination lock's sequence before slipping the door open. "Normally, we aren't allowed to take these back..." She steps aside, revealing a Scaldra Thermian RPG. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"For now? I'm starving. Going to go see if they've found anything good in that little bar."

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

It's a good thing the drifter had intervened when he did. The last few weeks, Orianna had been running on fumes, and falling in the field wouldn't have ended well... for anyone. [ +CHEMISTRY ] [ NEW KIM NOTE: Worries too much. ] +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"Maybe later. Seeing the little ones makes me feel like бабушка." With some effort, the woman forces herself up to her feet, one leg even going as far to quiver and nearly buckle under the weight of her own body- +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

Poor girl. All that power, and she's been running so hard she's been sore for who-knows how long. "Bah, I'm kidding, of course- wouldn't want that little sniper to shoot me in the ass for suggesting you give him a little spook."

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"Little bastard could use a good scare, I think..." Eventually feeling calm enough to kneel, Orianna grumbles softly as she eases herself down to a knee; leaning forward with a soft exhale as she closes her eyes... +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"You sound a little disappointed." Orianna manages after a moment, her hands finding their resting place on a nook on her hips. "I apologize. I know opening this place up has kept your hands full. The Britannics always getting shot certainly doesn't help either, no?"

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

The massive woman's composure seems to relent when she was told she didn't have to stand at attention- if anything, it was more a display of respect for miss Lettie's hard-pressed nature. Orianna's shoulders slump a little, her hands leaving their place behind her back in favor of her sides. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

She presses back against the wall, trying to settle into a more comfortable position, yet with her... unnatural body, she finds it challenging.

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"How so?" Now there was something that could prove interesting... Orianna was very much a woman of practicalities, so if she knew even a little of what the drifter had been through... Her interest was piqued, if nothing else. "You mean like physically, or?" +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"And now? I wear a brightly-colored carapace which sprouted out of my own body. Natural armor is nice, don't get me wrong, but it's been HELL on my back..."

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"Mmm, military liked their jumpsuits. Got sick of mine years ago, but when the alternative is kicking up daisies on a beach somewhere, you learn to deal." She crosses her arms, a little clumsily at first- even after all this time infested, the girl didn't know just how big her arms had gotten... +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"Отчетность." Her voice is gruff, hoarse- par for the course for career military, though the accent made her hard to understand. "You've asked for me, ma'am?"

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

It took only a moment for the massive woman to make her way up from her little security-station-turned-armory to the top floor where Lettie's triage was established, the proto-Hildryn standing at parade rest at the top of the stairs, hands locked behind her back. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

While making out what, precisely, a PA system could be trying to portray in a mall of this size and acoustics was damn near impossible, Orianna's attention perked up when she heard her last name- Ah, the scary doctor. She wondered when she'd be called up. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"...Cleaned up? I thought men ADORED big women in tactical gear." She offers a soft chuckle, seeming to lighten up for the first time since they've met. "Bah, you're probably right. Though, I find myself doubting they made dresses for women my size..."

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"Much like my time in the military, "fun" is something seldom had. I like to fill the time with drinks and poking fun at the snowman and his sharp-tongued wife, but at the end of the day, the only way I sleep at night is to do as much as I can for those who cannot." She shakes her head. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"When I'm NOT pulverizing some Scaldra dipshit into paste?" She only half-jokes- if nothing else, Orianna was absolutely born for battle. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"...If you need hardware, I'll be here. I expect Scaldra to hurt today, tonight, tomorrow- I want them to 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 the suffering they've inflicted on these poor people." She shifts her weight from one hip to the other, the laminated wood floor beneath complaining with effort.

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"Don't make me regret this." She huffs, frustrated- but even she was empathetic enough to understand that this concern didn't come lightly- they were still strangers to one another at this point, seeing as she was barely around the mall. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"..." The massive woman's gaze relents for just a moment, icy-blue eyes darting around the room in thought; She sighs, giving in. "...Fine." The places the machine gun back down on the countertop, tired eyes looking down at the smaller man. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"...Besides, do you think I'm about to let those little Britannic boys have all the fun, hm?"

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

She scoops up the receiver of her rifle, dropping the bolt and slotting the barrel back into it's place to punctuate her point. "I need to be the ＭＯＮＳＴＥＲ Scaldra thinks I am to keep them in check." She offers a frustrated sigh afterwards, closing her eyes and shaking her head. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

Odd for anyone not an operator, he felt muscle coil up beneath the armored outer shell; something had Orianna wound up. "My head isn't what matters here. I let off, for even a moment- and little ones don't get food. Good men and women get gassed out of their homes by religious fanatics." +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

So to end up as some overgrown she-hemoth clad in armor and muscle had certainly not been how she pictured her life to be going by this point. "Scaldra doesn't let up. Techrot is relentless. Why shouldn't I be?"

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

Orianna was... not handling being infested well. While the body was certainly it's own perk, the curses it brought were also clearly weighing on her. She was a soldier, once- some peacekeeping force, brought in from a country or two over to assist with quarantine, on the down-low, of course- +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"Ah- by all means." It was... new, having someone express concern for her. Orianna offers a soft huff, leaning back against the wall, settling into a resting position with a grumble. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

Scattered about that same table are some signs of struggle- crushed gun-oil canisters, squeezed just a little too hard by a woman who didn't have true control over her full strength, and the small crater in the concrete wall next to it indicating that she had relieved her frustrations on it.

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

Orianna places the receiver of her disassembled Soma back down on the too-small countertop she had been working on, turning to face the Drifter- the bears-paws she had for hands moving down to rest upon her carapace-armored hips. "Да, мой маленький друг. Can I help you, Drifter?" +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

"Hm-?" The woman's weathered, hoarse voice drones out from the dimly lit back corner of the room; what used to be a mall-security station was quickly converted into a sort of armory- rifles and shotguns, both Tenno and Scaldra, dressing racks and tables on each wall. +

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 19/11/2025

//You can thank our little drifter for this.

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 15/11/2025

[ SHIPS WITH CHEM ] [ 18+ ONLY IN DMS WITH CHEM ] [ PROTOFRAME OC ]

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THE BULWARK. @protoframebulwark.bsky.social · 15/11/2025

"𝘐 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘯." 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀 𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗘: 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘 𝗦𝗨𝗣𝗣𝗢𝗥𝗧 𝗕𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛: 𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗥𝗬𝗡 "𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵." #WarframeRP

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