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imagine being so cringefail that the haunted beings in your minecraft world start trying to like gentle parent you
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I low key fuck with with the king of the river spirits
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All "takes" on this blog reflect real policy that will come to pass in the dark era of my rule
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yippee! is a gateway drug. to other substances such as. wahoo! and yay!
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People waiting the IDf to withdraw from the Rashid Street to back to their homes in the North.
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In the Beginning...
Simultaneously the most important and least impactful place to begin, how everything got started. How the clock towards the end of all things got rolling.
As despite the modern age theoretically being utterly divorced from these events, beyond mythic remembrance, it sets the stage for all that is to come.
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Lo, hell, hello.
In the beginning was a great bang
In the beginning was six plus one days of toil and rest
In the beginning was a corpse which would become all that exists
In the beginning was a roiling sea of chaos ultimately given form from the formless
In the beginning was a dream.
A choir and a host worked, at the behest of another, hand in hand to construct an Immaculate Machine so that this dream could be made manifest. Whose soul was made of three component, each less than its sum, each with the capacity to see all that was wrought turn to ash. Nestled within the branches of all that could be, drinking deep of the well of that which could not be, it came to be known as Gaia. The Wyld tide nourishing the Weaver while the works were devoured by the Wyrm.
The first cracks appeared in the eternal engine when the Host and Choir moved on to other endeavors, turning their gaze to other works with which to occupy themselves in the formation of all.
The next would appear with the Age of Wrath, as the Host forsake their duties to take up arms against their brethren. The Immaculate Machine, even still before it could be truly brought to awaken, resonating with the sorrow of what was to come.
The Age of Wrath came to an end, followed by the Age of Sorrow: though for those not trapped within a torment-pit beneath all of existence it was an Age of Legend. Where god-kings ruled over miraculous lands, where Atlantis enticed the first of the willworkers to gather, to learn.
Until it came crashing down, when those unable to escape the deluge were swept away when the heavens burned in the wake of the Exarchs.
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Woaow
so it fell apart at the end there, but good first try and formatting it like this I'd say!
put more plainly, drawing from the oWoD for the origins of the world.
Where similarly to Demon the Fallen, the world was constructed by the Elohim- one of their many names- and things existed in a more or less 'stacked' set of realities. Many simultaneous truths that did not contradict.
During this time they created what would become known as Gaia, with the Triat existing in a state similar to the subsidiary(?) souls from Exalted. Each a part of Gaia, yet independent in their own right. Whatever strength the earth may have had being more than a little hindered by the destabilization dear old Weaver would see to in her ironic pursuit of ultimate stability.
The Fallen paved way for the Exalted the era of Atlantis from Mage the Awakening, alongside pieces of, well, yes, Exalted as well as the pre-flood world as presented in Days of Fire. Where the First City coexisted alongside human kingdoms that warred with one another, and magic flowed freely. With the biblical flood coinciding with the Shattering of all things following the oopsiedaisy of the Exarchs yanking up the Celestial Ladder.
Both as a result of direct manipulations (Thank you Gate exarch) and Gaia being unable to truly keep the Abyss at bay, this directly led to the Fallen World as the supernal-touched know and love it. (I won't go in depth about it now, but similarly the drained-ocean of the Underworld from New World/Chronicles in my mind is the result of things shattering. Where once Stygia and the Underworld connected properly, there was now just a gaping pit that everything slowly drained out of; starting with To The Strongest and only going down from there)
Though the werewolves, fae, and others would still need a bit more time before their equivalent disasters strike. Bet 5$ mages will be behind that too.
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YOUVE BEEN BLAHAJED.
REBLOG/SHARE TO BLAHAJ SOMEONE ELSE.
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Aaaand another paleoknight
Fast and deadly Knight of Therizinosaurus
This one is kind of smaller than others,but that’s because of his pose
I wanted to make him little more unhinged and battle ready
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"killing billionaires wont solve the problem of wealth inequality" no but killing elon musk would solve the problem of elon musk
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freaky Scottish folklore meat horse (old art, 2022)
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The Great Leader is dead Solo Nobre must fall
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Bubbling mass of forming and unforming organs, protoplasmic horror, mockery of all life, great slaves, builders of cities. Feintly luminous and shrieking and piping
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posting the spotted hyena vision diagram again
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