#7c

[danithefangirlbunny]

I have painting my nails down to a SCIENCE I know exactly what to do and with what

[the-golden-comet]

Yoooo this is so sick!! Nice moodboard!!!

Moodboard Gift for @lychhiker-writes! 💖

Lych has been so kind as to Beta-Read for 🌐7 Circles🌐 and I wanted to make a thank-you gift pertaining to his work:

But seriously, I love my beta readers so much❤️‍🔥 If you continuously show interest in my story or my OCs you may very well end up with me creating something for you (this is a threat). 😈

Lych, your thoughtfully made comments on my draft have given me a lot of insight and motivation 🙏💕 and I'm so happy to be reading through your WIP as well! (Which you can check out 👉HERE👈, btw.) Thanks bud.

Stealing the TNDA taglist (mwahahaa!):

@dyrewrites @the-golden-comet @fortunatetragedy @rotting-moon-writes @goodluckclove @cowboybrunch Hit up @lychhiker-writes if you want to be added! (I highly suggest it)

(I own none of the pictures, I simply edited and arranged them)

[hdra77]

i drew my ancient oc Golden Life, Reaping From What Was Sown and i semi rendered her by accident oops also this is like my first time drawing and coloring an ancient so uhh be nice to me okay LMAO

[strandedaylily]

starry-eyed fool

[thatmintleaf]

Today I realized I'm starting to get accustomed to Finnish weather as I opened the window and thought:

"what a beautiful warm and sunny day"

And it' was 7°.

[cordership]

Sam Reich plays Celeste. It’s how he got the idea for “Deja Vu”

[fishgrinder]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY ONE AND ONLY!! I love you so very much, @hdra77 ! You have grown so much and I am so lucky to have you in my life! WELCOME TO THE BOOMER CLUB!! <3 ❤️🐟🏳️‍🌈

With and Without effects! If the transparency doesn’t work imma scream.. hate u apple.

[thelancer27]

Part 2/2

Balor! Balor! Balor! Break contact! Keep your distance, we've trained for this people! Fuck whats it doing?!

-It is not done forming. Reading claims... Balor pattern group. Size three.

Fuck! Alright, we can handle this. Just need to-

{The Balor smashes Whitehorse to the ground. The nanite swarm that makes up its form beginning to spread across the frame, ripping it apart}

Dammit! Lemon, send me in!

{Sevak is picked up by Lemon's Enkidu, and thrown towards the Balor, the Caliban lands and immediatly lays into the Balor, emptying his shotgun, reloading, and repeating, to little affect}

Nothing I'm doing does anythi-

{Sevak is launched back as a whip of nanite energy slashes him across the chest}

No! Prism tell me you've got a shot on the pilot!

-Negative. Swarm is too thick, aim impeded, and armor too strong. Current rate of fire is unable to deal meaningful damage to Balor.

FUCK! It's trying to breaching my cockpit!

Ash! Do something!

{Ashlyn's mech steps forward, but freezes}

I- I- I can't! I can't get close to that thing!

Why not?!

Because if I do I'll die again! For real this time, I don't know why but I just- I can't fight the Balor!

My friend I hate to suggest it, but...

Dammit. Lemon! Can you-

Yes. {Audible shaky breath} Do it.

{Emergency Sedative flush confirm? Y/N? Y.} {Emergency Sedative flush confirmed.} {Combat Stimulant injection confirm? Y/N? Y.} {Combat Stimulant Injection confirmed.}

God forgive me, Activation Phrase [REDACTED].

{Silence permeates comms for a moment, before the sounds of feral snarling and gnashing fill the airwaves. The Enkidu gets on all fours and pounces into the Balor's nanite swarm. The reactor begins to glow white as it slashes and bites wildly through the storm, melting every nanite that comes into contact. The following brawl is blurred, and difficult to see through the swarm of nanites}

{ENEMY COMMS INTERCEPTED} [Windvale: What is going on?!] [Decimal: It's... It's losing.] [Windvale: Impossible! Jacking into it's frequency. Listen to me beast, kill. Don't let that thing take you down now. I did NOT come this far to lose to a dog! I CHOSE YOU FOR A REASON! I AM NOT GOING TO-] {ENEMY COMMS LOST}

Jesus- What did you do to her?!

-Lemon is-

Set her loose. Really loose. Her old handlers, her old... whoever the fuck had her before we found her. They put something in her. That isn't our Lemon anymore kid.

It's the beast they trained her to be.

Prism, Ash, keep moving. We're... Me and Sevak are gonna need to be here, once she's done.

Fuck no! I won't just leave her like this!

-Agreed. Lemon is clearly unable t-

Thats an order soldiers! We have a mission, and that is to stop Windvale! I will keep Arthur safe, and I swear to you. Lemon will come to no harm for as long as I am here.

{There is a scream, as the swarm flutters for a moment, half of the original swarm has been turned to slag, the Enkidu can be seen ripping the cockpit from the nanites}

I- we-

-Ashlyn, Prism... agrees. But we must move. We-

[WARNING! SEISMIC ACTIVITY DETECTED!]

That was worse then the last ones... Alright, we're moving. But this conversation isn't over.

I know kid, now go, stop that madman.

{Ashlyn and Prism leave the three to approach the Horus base. As they enter, screams of [CASTIGATE THE ENEMIES OF THE GODHEAD!] and [PIERCE THE VEIL!] are heard from enemy Comms. The base is dark, night vision is required as the two chassis stomp through the dingy, ruined base.}

[ENEMY COMMS INT-]

God, does that thing ever shut up? Well well well? It seems like Adam and Eve enter my garden. Hope your ready to bite the apple.

You. It's over Windvale, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

-Surrender is recommended.

{The building shakes, tossing both mechs off balance}

[WARNING: HORIZON NEEDLE CHARGE HAS REACHED 78% SEISMIC ACTIVITY TO INCREASE EXPONENTIALLY]

Ah, I can almost see through it! The Veil is being pierced, the Needle charges. I suppose I'll be seeing you two in the next world pretty soon.

{The two mechs race towards the epicenter of whatever this is. The surroundings feel as if they are folding in on themselves. It's like watching an NHP cascade, if the NHP was the moon itself. Realspace begins to blur as the two get closer to the end}

Prism I- can I tell you something? If we don't get out of this.

-Prism does not accept any outcome of this battle other then our survival... But yes.

God why does this have to be the scariest part of things so far. I- I like you! A lot!

-Prism likes Ashlyn too, but-

No Prism I like like you dammit. I'm in love with you! I'm in love with you and Lemon! I don't want to die without getting that out. I'm sorry if you don't feel the same and I-

-Prism... Loves you too. Prism loves Lemon, and has known her for very long. Bonded over all we have suffered. But Prism loves you too, bonded over kindness, and shows. Prism is sure that Lemon loves you too. Knows, actually.

Wha- I-

-Nobody dies but Windvale. Prism will not let you die. Prism protects what Prism loves,

{Sniffle} Thanks... Lets end this.

{The two step into a massive room, at the end of the room seems to be a massive machine. The Horizon Needle. Windvale is in their goblin, working at a control station}

WARNING: HORIZON NEEDLE CHARGE HAS REACHED 96% SEISMIC ACTIVITY REACHED CRITICAL LEVELS. EXTERNAL POWER SOURCES DEPLETED.

I KNOW!! SHUT UP! Stupid Ra damned machine- Ah, CorpsePilot, I see you brought a friend?

[PUPPET SYSTEMS ONLINE]

What- My systems-

-Systems unresponsive. Tech attacks rendering them useless.

Catch on quick I see. Good, you two have got front row seats my friends! This is it! All the money, all the bodies. It's all led up to this. All the years of planning, of getting the manna, buying and building, and gathering my allies. It's finally coming to an end.

[Plan.Omnif recieved]

Best I can think of.

This is the end, by the way. I'm piercing the veil! Meeting Ra on an equal playing field! The entire system is about to see what its like on the other side! Congratulations on being chosen last minute!

[Cockpit controls unlocked]

-Are you sure this is a good idea?

Nothing to do but try. Together?

-Together.

{Cockpit unlocked}

{Multiple gunshots ring out, as the cockpits of Ashlyn and Prism open, ejecting the two pilots onto the field. The two of them, quickly taking cover as the building shakes again. Windvale grabs an SMG from the table and spraying bullets across the room.}

WARNING! HORIZON NEEDLE CHARGE DROPPING! PLEASE ATTACH NEW POWER SUPPLY IMMEDIATELY!

NO!! NOT NOW!

{Windvale smashes a fist against the computer, now forced to try and find the two pilots with one hand and type with the other.}

I DID NOT COME THIS FAR TO LOSE!! NOT TO UNION, NOT TO THIS! I HAVE NOT SPILT ALL THIS BLOOD TO DIE AT THE FINISH LINE!! I AM THE FUCKING FINISH LINE!!

WARNING: HORIZON NEEDLE CHARGE HAS REACHED 99% TERRESTRIAL AND TEMPORAL STABILITY FALLING.

{It would be then that both pilots tackle the goblin frame down. Prism placing a knife in the right spot to forcefully eject Windvale from their frame. They had messy blond hair matted in sweat. Their eyes black where there would normally be white, and eyes bloodshot, with a few scars littering their face and body}

No! My frame-

{Prism takes the SMG and strikes Windvale across the head, before Ashlyn pounces onto them, and strikes them continually.}

THIS IS FOR ASHLYN. THIS IS FOR HER FRIENDS. FOR HER PARENTS. THIS IS FOR EVERY. SINGLE. VICTIM. NO MORE!! YOU HEAR ME?! NO MORE!!

{Windvale spits out a tooth, and laughs}

HAHAHAHA! It doesn't matter!! None of it does- hrk!

Why not?

-Because!

WARNING! HORIZON NEEDLE ACTIVATION IMMANENT! SPACIAL AND TEMPORAL STABILITY LOST. EVACUATE FACILITY IMMEDIATELY!

{The footage distorts, as the Horizon Needle activates. For a moment, Real space, Blink space, the firmament, and everything in between begins to swirl together, colors invisible to the naked eye fly through the eye of the Needle as something reaches towards them. Anyone on the surface would be able to see the world begin to splinter and shatter, stars go dark and reappear, closer, and farther and closer again, colors changing, the sun dying. Windvale's cackling can be heard through it all until-}

WARNING! HORIZON NEEDLE POWER DEPLETED. POWERING DOWN.

{Everything stops, and the Horizon Needle shuts down, and the effects vanish as if they never even started.}

What?

No... No No NO NO NO!!! NO!!!

{Windvale forces themself from under Ashlyn, and throws themself onto a terminal, hastily typing}

Come on!

POWER SUPPLY DEPLETED. PLEASE CONNECT NEW SOURCE.

Come on!

POWER SUPPLY DEPLETED. PLEASE CONNECT NEW SOURCE.

COME ON!!! PLEASE!!

POWER SUPPLY DEPLETED. PLEASE CONNECT NEW SOURCE.

Please...

{Windvale slumps over onto the terminal, sobbing}

Not now PLEASE not now! I was so close! How could-

{A gun cocks}

Hands where I can see them.

{A gun barrel rests on Windvale's head}

{Windvale is motionless for a moment, before chuckling.}

It's funny.

Hands. Where I. Can see them.

I really got beat by the CorpsePilot... Ab well, you win some, you lose some. Plan D motherfucke-

{Windvale is cut off for good as Ashlyn fires her gun. Killing Windvale instantly, and splattering blood all over the terminal}

Bet they didn't have a contingency for that.

[Connection established]

Hey, it's Arthur, we... we calmed Lemon down. She's asleep right now, but we gotta get her back to a proper medical facility soon. So I gotta ask, is it over?

-Yes, With Windvale dead, and the Horizon Needle deactivated, the rest of the Horus cell should be defeated within the hour. It is over.

Christ-the-Buddha on high, it's over. We're en route to pick you up. I'm glad to know your safe.

Thank god. I think... I think I want to just take a nap, with you, and Lemon.

-Prism would like that, very, very much.

{The two lock hands, and begin to walk back to their mechs}

End recording.

[the-golden-comet]

They would absolutely have a blast cooking together! 🍳🔥✨

Thank you so much for the shoutout!! 💫

Fanart Friday!! 🎨

I'm SOOO in love with this art by @the-golden-comet that depicts my oc Seeker from 🌐7 Circles🌐 (left, four arms) with their oc Ali from ✨️Your Wish is My Command!✨️

We had a conversation about how they would get along and came to the conclusion they would be great friends and have a youtube cooking channel together. In this picture they're making @cowboybrunch's little bean Bongo his favorite meal (or trying to, anyway).

Thanks again for making this @the-golden-comet!! It's super sweet and I'm in love with it. 💕

Arttags!: @lychhiker-writes @gioiaalbanoart @quillswriting

[hdra77]

Null

[strandedaylily]

Bells my beloved aughhhhhhh i think i hauve covid

I’ll reveal her lore later because the iterator she’s tied to (Mirror Reflected Moonlight) is. Part of another project I won’t speak about for the time being :)

What I can reveal is this:

A Bell Stacked Upon Two Bells was a very popular fashion designer and stylist, who, even later in her life, dedicated herself to creating an iterator. She is the admin of the iterator Mirror Reflected Moonlight, and she continues to be an influential fashion idol due to her rejection to wearing a proper mask and flaunting a helm with a dark veil instead.

(She does have a full mask, as seen in the second reference image, but she only wears it to important meetings and avoids using it if possible — masks are very uncomfy!)

In her childhood, Bells was scarred by an untamed red lizard who clawed her down the right side of her face. This sort of physical marring often drew attention from others and little Bells was absolutely not having it. Instead of hiding it, Bells chose to embrace it as part of her physical appearance and often went without her mask in public. This drew a deal of controversy but she gained a lot of popularity and became something of a fashion idol after designing Moonlight with the same markings :D

This is also why many of Moonlight’s citizens do not wear masks in public settings, except when actually face-to-face with Moonlight themself — as a show of respect instead of concealment.

So yeah that’s Bells for ya thank you for coming to my tedtalk

[nr1carambaceo]

Raimondi is deeply growing on me its not even funny anymore

He's so underrated bro I love him sm

He and Caramba are such cool character like their designs and their personalities are so fun and their duo is also what is so cool about them like they went from wanting to beat eachothers ass to becoming best friends in a span of idk 20 minutes?

[dragstone-of-no-future]

[Readings on ground?]

[Not great. SWARM//HIVE readings detected, multiple orders of reinforcement. There are power centers firing up across the area, seem to be diverting power in towards some... towards something. Ashlyn's squad is moving towards it.]

[How about we take out their legs in the meantime? Us two can hit the power network, slow their advance.]

[...Drop me off too?]

[Pardon?]

[Get me in the Gilgamesh. I don't need to worry about blue-on-blue that far out from friendlies. If we soften up the anti-air and EM countermeasures around the nodes, you can piggyback Nestor right up close to wipe them off the planet.]

[After the periscoping--]

[--Exercising a more familiar instinct might well help him.]

[...]

[5 minutes to drop. Be ready for us to spend some time mopping you up after.]

[Fine by me.]

[sewerzombie]

had a milkshake today... the gas has been pretty nasty! :7c thank GOD i have all these stomach issues frankly, im SUPER easy to set off~!!

on that note, would be so nice if i had someone rubbin my bloated belly RN. just know you're not allowed to chicken out until im totally empty :PP i dont care how toxic the room gets!! youll just have to deal n try your best not to pass out 💖💖 cuz if you do, your face is totally fair game as a cushion!!

[thelancer27]

Part 1/2 {Union NHPRO team “Five man Band” lands on site.}

WARNING! SEISMIC ACTIVITY DETECTED!

Alright team, this is it. Scans are giving us nothing but more Horus. Possible Balor, and multiple Manticores likely on site. Stay. Together. Pick off the Manticores first. Understood? Ravens and the rest are here to clear us a path to the primary target. We need to be fast, but careful. Whatever this freak has in store, we need to be ready, and together.

- Command received. Primary target: Manticore class frames.

Sir yes sir!

{Five man band moves out, the base is close, a massive entrance is visible. Before the two manticores appear, having been cloaked and waiting. The entrance screeches open, a Gorgon clambers out, hissing as the enemies begin their attack} Christ the Buddah- that thing's huge. Sevak! You and Lemon take the gorgon down! Prism I need you to drop the Manticores before they reach us. They cannot get into range of anyone! Ash, me and you stick together, once Prism takes down the Manticores we finish them from range. DO. NOT. ENGAGE IN MELEE. Kill from range, and do the same with the Gorgon Ash. Thats for Sevak and Lemon. {Whitehorse loads his Everest "Thumper's" grenade launcher, and chuckles}

Haven't dropped like this since '92. Lets dance! {Sevak and Lemon seem to almost effortlessly rip into the Gorgon, as it's monstrous frame is knocked around by Sevak, only for Lemon to close any gaps and rip chunks out with every attack.} {ENEMY COMMS INTERCEPTED} [Cortex: What the FUCK!? This Enkidu's ripping me to shreds! Fucking- Get the beast out here! Windvale!] [Windvale: DO NOT RUSH ME!! I'll get it out soon. But you know how that... thing, is. Stay alive a bit longer, be grateful your dealing with the misfits and not the Ravens. Remember our objective. Keep them busy, so the Horizon Needle can charge.] [Decimal: We know, hell I designed that thi- FUCK! Windvale the AP is seriously pinning us down! I know the Hydra is waiting for it's chance. But are you sure that thing isn't ready to go?] [Windvale: Just give me some more time. Remember this thing's a rabid dog. I'm getting the nanites set now. Once it gets set loose, nothing gets left. Remember to keep distance.] {ENEMY COMMS LOST} Good lord! To think I had thought these things tough! Reloading! Yeah Sev, I guess we all did. Lemon how you doing? I... I am fine. Enemy forces mean nothing. Are nothing. Keep. Going.

{WARNING! PILOT BLOOD PRESSURE AND HEART RATE RISING. CONSIDER STIMULANT ADMINISTRATION}

Lemon. You want me to do it? It's your call.

N-No. Not yet. I am me, and I do not need it.

Understood. Prism! Anything else waiting for us?

-Negative. But something is lurking. Be aware.

Alright, that doesn't sound goo-

{A loud screeching noise. A HYDRA Class frame unveils itself, as multiple rocks reveal themselves as Tempest and Assassin drones. Whitehorse is knocked down, and the Hydra unleashes a swarm to keep him down.}

WARNING! SEISMIC ACTIVITY DETECTED!

{ENEMY COMMS INTERCEPTED} [Windvale: Alright, the freak's en route. If you two haven't Castigated, do it or get out of the blast zone. The rest of you? Just keep this up. The Horizon Needle is at 31%. We. Can. Do this. Don't let Cortex die for nothing. Remember what Union took from you.] {ENEMY COMMS LOST}

WARNING! SEISMIC ACTIVITY DETECTED

-Something is coming.

Ominous, but okay.... The Manticores and Hydra are just... backing off, and I don't think there's much of the Gorgon left to run. What now?

Now? We keep moving. Sevak, Lemon, status?

{Gunshot, likely from a Cannibal shotgun}

The Gorgon is slain! I dare say we are modern day Heracleses.

Gorgon down. I am good. Enkidu Status acceptable, Reactor heat near danger, but acceptable.

Good, now we just need to-

{The recording struggles to capture the noise that comes next, as something begins to form itself amidst the team. A Balor, bigger then any other seen in the pattern group.}

What the fuck is that thing!?

Balor! Balor! Balor! Break contact! Keep your distance, we've trained for this people! Fuck whats it doing?!

-It is not done forming. Reading claims... Balor pattern group. Size three.