#Lycan Speculates

[the-starry-lycan]

B'st.

Resh'an.

Say one were to combine their names.. for very normal reasons hehee..

..Would the resulting be: B'shan?

[kinerxy]

Feralytosis

The werewolf disease

Different specimens of the primate order can be affected by this rare sickness.

The main symptoms are a total change in the anatomy of the body, increase in size, elongation of the muzzle and a great appetite for meat, preferably of the species of the infected subject.

lýkos-protanthropos Primordial Were-man.

The Protanthropos is a cuadrupedal animal with great intelligence and are very sociable, they're often found in big groups or tribes, ruled by a dominant (Alpha) pair.

These creatures can spread the sickness throught bites and corporal fluids, altought the percentage of surviving a direct attack of any of these beasts is close to none.

lykánthropos Homo sapiens lycaon.

The illness is believed to have spread to the human world when the outcast Lycaon started his reign over Arcadia, Greece.

Starting generations of disease that stretches into modern times, despite this, werewolves are nearly extinct due to the extensive hunt made by humans.

(top to bottom) lýkoseráida & lýkosnános

These are examples of small variations of the sickness, these are rather exotic due to the spreading method of the disease.

these creatures are often formed by experimentation rather than a natural contagion.

[luxudus]

Werewolves in the Trail of Cryptids

for my good friend @jennywolfgal and her project the Trail of Cryptids. This time for a lil halloween special we focus on something more human, and simultaneously inhuman at the same time :) I also had a legendary breakthrough with the writing phase and both me and jenny worked on the description at the same time. Hope yall enjoy, hoping this wasn't too similar to someone else's take on werewolves. And Happy Halloween everyone!

[lycanart35]

A WIP of the Deck of Phoenix earth species chart! 10/22 are done so far q_q

More close ups and evo chart under cut! I am v tired

Family/Genus + extinct species are greyed out

Species shown in order Pixie Halfling Satyr Druid Human Harpy Bugfolk Sphynx/Manticore Avalian Dragonfolk

[jennywolfgal]

Bestiary: Werewolf

Werewolves are large predators that're the result of a rabies derived virus dubbed TLV (Therianthropic Lupiform Virus) that overrides the afflicted host's genome into becoming a bloodthirsty killing machine, or kills them outright if proven too weak to survive. Being facultative bipeds, they find it quite easy and comfortable switching to bipedal and quadrupedal forms of locomotion, what isn't as comfortable however is the agony of the transformation, which in contrast to folklore, myth, and pop culture, is gradual and permanent. The sheer pain can be severe to the point where death is not an uncommon result, those that survive the ordeal however end up as formidable monsters that can scarcely be recognized as having once been Human, from the form of generalized hypertrichosis (the furred coat of infected match the host's original hair color and some outlines of the head hair can still be visible), to the growth of a mesocephalic snout that looks superficially canine, save for the lack of whiskers, philtrum, and rhinarium.

Obviously the laws of physics will demand for the infected to seek out copious amounts of protein to gain the mass for growth, often hoarding acquired unconsumed meats with them as they isolate themselves for later consumption to further complete their transformation. Similar to Vampirism and the Human Zombic Virus, the transformation's facilitated by the infected going into a comatose state, though due to the more drastic changes induced to the host's form, occurs during the later stages.

Despite their rabid bloodlust brought on by the virus and the high metabolic demands, thinking them all as mindless beasts can be proven a fatal error, especially for specimens that met and formed packs with other infected (whom they'll be neutral towards, even at recently infected who've yet to really undergo their transformation, passively ignoring them once sensing their condition, only lashing out if physically provoked or threatened), often displaying a frightening cunning such as targeting the wheels and engines of vehicles, or even power lines, satellite disks, and antennae.

While there's no known cure for Lycanthropy, there's nothing short of treatments that can at least ease the pressure, if not outright staving off the transformation process for months or even over a year, such as wolfsbane/monkshood with its sedative properties and silver, both of which are ironically used to slay infected in the past due to monkshood's high toxicity and the Werewolf's allergic reaction to silver.

Art was by the awesome talented AvesAdversary!

[cod-dump]

Non-Human/Monster AU:

Roach is a siren who took a vow of silence in order to prevent him from accidentally hypnotizing people or seducing them. After one too many instances where he unintentionally seduced someone, he decided to stop verbally communicating and learned BSL. He spends the majority of his time in pool on base and wears gear to help keep moisture in when away from it for long periods of time. As a socially unaccepted non-human, Roach keeps to himself and refrains from going into public.

Price is an elf, having lived through many eras thanks to his elven blood. Along with being resistant to fire and extreme temperatures, Price is generally immune to most magic. Unfortunately, this immunity also prevents him from being able to perform magic himself, and effectively making it where he cannot be healed by healing magic and has to use old fashioned medicine to get better. While Price and others have speculated that he is cursed, nothing has been done to break it due to him living as long as he has without issue.

Soap is a wolf lycan, or a werewolf. Being one of the more socially accepted non-humans, Soap was able to grow up in a healthy environment. And like his father, Soap chose to take the initiative to become a certified support lycan. While he had a bright career ahead of him involving therapy and rehabilitation, Soap chose to join the military and help active soldiers. He was paired with several different soldiers to be their support lycan but ultimately went separate ways when Soap started to focus more on himself.

Gaz is a changeling who was adopted by the mother of the child he was originally meant to replace. When his adoptive mother went to retrieve her stolen child, she refused to give Gaz back and decided to raise him as her own. Despite being a socially unaccepted non-human, his mother gave him a good life and Gaz identified vaguely as just a 'fae' to prevent as much hostility as possible towards him. Gaz has a gift in magic due to his fairy blood and is talented in breaking wards and shielding his team from magical attacks.

Ghost is a unidentified undead creature. Like all undead beings, he is ridiculed and rejected by society, which led him to living a very introvert lifestyle. None know what he is but it is known that he shows a strong sense of loyalty towards Price and never puts himself first, no matter the situation. He always chooses to care for his team and those under his care, ignoring his own injuries or care. Ghost never talks about his past and avoids even acknowledging that someone had even mentioned anything about it.

[rallamajoop]

I recently found your blog while working on some things for a Heisenberg fic, and I love it! It made me think more about this HC that I have about Urias and Heisenberg. Since you have a lot of posts that talk about the game files and things like that, I wanted to ask your informed opinion on this if that's alright?

My HC is that Urias is actually Heisenberg's father--not just due to the fact that the concept art and character models look too similar to be a coincidence (in my opinion; I'd also like to add that I've never found anything that confirms or denies (or even refrences) this anywhere online, so if I'm missing something, feel free to let me know!).

I always imagined Heisenberg being close to his father, who likely was the one to teach him everything he knows in terms of engineering (I almost wonder if his name could be Karl Heisenberg Jr., his father being closer in reference to the physicist he's based on than Heisenberg himself. I hope that made sense-).

I imagine Miranda took his father first, whose experimentation results were close to what she was looking for, but no cigar (pun intended), so her next best bet was to hop down the family tree to his son--which yielded much more promising results--giving us the Heisenberg we know and love.

This would definitely explain why Heisenberg is much closer to the lycans than any other character, and why he's able to wrangle them so easily, because he's related to one--even if the consciousness of that relationship is long gone.

I'm so sorry if I came off as weird or anything, your blog just really kind of livened-up my HC and my fic ideas in general, and honestly makes me feelnreally confident about it and wanted to know your thoughts. Thank you! :)

Honestly, my initial kneejerk reaction to this one was “Jeebus, doesn’t the guy have enough dads already?” But on a second thought, heck, maybe there’s actually something to this idea…

The info we get on the possible Heisenberg family from the notes from the concept art is all over the place, and concepts for Heisenberg’s father are the worst offenders. Sturm was supposed to be his real father, Heisenberg’s monster form was supposed to be his father’s, the village leader was supposed to be his father... I assume these were different ideas from different phases (or one was a step-dad?) but sheesh, how many dads does one guy need?

Meanwhile, the one thing we do learn about Urias (apart from the fact he seems to part of some extended Urias family) is that he was supposed to be the village’s leader at some point… but that’s where this whole thing might just get interesting. Because if Heisenberg’s father was meant to be the village leader, and Urias was also supposed to be the village leader… could there have been a point in development where both were true at once, and Heisenberg’s father was going to be Urias? (I mean, as well as the village leader, presumably.)

I mean, they’re both beard-y, grey-haired dudes with a love for giant hammers and long coats. It’s not for nothing that so many fans came out of the early previews for this game assuming Urias was just Heisenberg in lycan form. Those concept pics of Heisenberg's father in a trenchcoat with a shock of grey hair aren't a million miles from Urias' design either.

There's some plausibility to the idea of Miranda experimenting on members of the same family too, especially if they've got cause to claim descent from one of the four founders. I speculated as much myself about what might have happened to the rest of the Beneviento family in my post on her background. Heisenberg specifically strikes me as more the sort of guy who probably wasn't born in the village, given he names his monsters in German, mocks the very idea of his lordship (more on that here), and is clearly the least brainwashed member of the family. But that's interpretation ‒ there's nothing truly definitive either way.

You'd have a harder time squaring 'an engineer who taught Karl all he knew' with Urias' role as the village leader, though ‒ I have trouble picturing anywhere as superstitious, isolated and backward as the village being led by someone with that much 'outsider' knowledge to pass onto his son. RE has certainly tried to sell us on wilder things, but it doesn't really click for me.

As for Heisenberg's affinity for lycans, that's more debatable. He certainly seems to be commanding them at the start of the game (just to really cement all those lycan!Heisenberg theories!) but past that point, any lycan associations dry up very quickly. There are no lycans to be found anywhere in the factory ‒ just soldats, and moroi wearing mind-control visors (called ‘haulers’, but they’re obviously just new versions of the creatures you meet in Donna’s domain). Why bother putting visors on skinny zombie creatures if he could command lycans without them? Doesn’t really seem like Heisenberg’s ability to control lycans goes far beyond ‘stop’ and ‘go’.

True, Heisenberg does leave his Rose-flask in a stronghold full of lycans. But he also sends Ethan to that stronghold, where he has to fight and kill Urias himself. The idea that Heisenberg was ever close to his lycan-dad is going to be hard to square with how casually he sends someone to kill Urias, or how pleased he seems that Ethan succeeded. In Heisenberg’s mind, lycans are nothing so much as they’re expendable – Urias included.

So as far as the finished game goes, I think it’s probably reaching to suggest that Urias (of the extended Urias clan) is related to Heisenberg, who so casually throws him in Ethan’s way as a test. But the possibility that maybe Urias was going to be a Heisenberg at some point in development is a better explanation for the fact the Urias-clan are so big into hammers and trenchcoats than any other explanation I’ve heard yet. It’s certainly no crazier than so many other headcanons I’ve heard around this game.

But speaking of the Urias-clan, let's cover the other Uriasi you can find around the game. Urias Strajer (the bigger version of Urias with the mace that Chris fights near the megamycete) is supposedly Urias' older brother ‒ something the concept art wants you to know so badly it's mentioned on pictures of both of them. So if you still want one of them to be Heisenberg's father, the other is presumably his uncle. Heck, maybe Strajer could be Heisenberg's father, and Urias could be the uncle he never liked very much (despite his excellent taste in hammers), if you want to explain Heisenberg's lacking reaction to Urias' death. Some of the game files for Strajer are labeled 'village elder', which also points some kind of connection. Chock up some more evidence of Miranda experimenting on members of the same family too!

The two axe-wielding optional bosses you can fight in the sawmill and over Claudia's grave are apparently Uriases too ‒ Urias Drac, specifically, though you'd only know that from RE.net, where you can see stats for how many of them you've killed in Mercenaries mode. Personally, I only realised they were supposed to be lycans at all because you can one-shot them with the magnum if you unlock the 'special customisation' that 'does extra damage against lycans' ("extra" apparently means "10x" in special-customisation land). But presumably they're based on the same unused design from the concept art of this one 'lycan' out walking his varcolacs too.

Are these Uriasi too part of the greater Urias-family? Who knows ‒ that one's up to you. Their bodies, with that swollen weak point on the back, do match the model for Urias Strajer (shown below). In fact, I'm pretty sure all the Uriases use the same base model, just with different clothes, armour and hair. So there's some shared DNA in there somewhere (even if only in the sense that recycling a good model saves so many hours of development time).

The name 'Urias' is apparently a term for giant in Romanian, which checks out. Strajer, meanwhile, apparently translates as 'guardian' or 'sentinel', which tracks with the fact Strajer's job is to guard the megamycete. 'Drac', meanwhile, seems to be the same word you might know from Dracul (dragon or devil) or Dracula (son of the above) ‒ though I am also amused that google translate tried to tell me 'urias drac' means 'huge fuck'. 'Giant demon' may be more on the money for that one. Either way, all this etymology does strongly suggest that 'Urias' is more a description than an actual family name. Which is somewhat reassuring, because nothing I've read about Romania suggests they put surnames first.

Probably just to annoy me, personally (because I absolutely will overthink this shit now you've got me started), one of the models used for regular-vanilla-Urias is randomly called 'Gregorio', a name that shows up nowhere else in the game. There is a Grigori ‒ he's that old guy who gave Ethan his first handgun before the lycans dragged him away.

I really do not think we're supposed to take it that Urias is a lycanised Grigori, though ‒ that's rather too big a transformation in not nearly enough time. Otherwise, 'Gregorio' is neither Romanian or German (like both 'Karl' and 'Heisenberg' are) ‒ it's Italian or Spanish, which is just confusing. One of the four founders (more on them here) did have a vaguely similar name ‒ Guglielmo ‒ but I don't think that's really close enough to mean much either. 'Gregorio' could be the name of a developer who worked on the file once, for all I know.

So where does that leave us? Honestly, nowhere very exciting. None of the evidence of this greater Urias family was actually in the playable game (notes on concept art and names you have to find on an unrelated website are very tenuous canon at best). Still, Urias and Urias Strajer are similar enough that it's reasonable to assume they must have some sort of relationship. So take all this as you will (or not at all).

[edwardglitterhandss]

Was the one hour of Dungeons & Dragons & Dick Discussion in character or out of character?

It was a bit of both, half and half. They hadn't transformed yet so they were speculating what it would be like. Bc 5e has a hybrid and then full transformation I settled on making it his normal dick in hybrid form and then in full wolf he'd have a wolf dick. Mostly bc I think the player was half invested in staying a lycan so that they could get a bigger dick in hybrid form and I didn't want to support that (I was being a mean DM that day). For the in character discussion it was a lot of "wow this is going to really increase my luck with the ladies" and then one player pointing out that the hybrid form is more human than wolf, so it wouldn't make sense and things like that. We also more recently had a long discussion about wild shape mechanics and if piss and food stay in the body or move with you. Like if you needed to pee as an animal with a bigger body would it like burst your bladder if you transformed to something smaller or back into your normal self. Dm ruled that food and pee and milk would disappear, which has interesting mechanical implications. This one was mostly in character, bc my character is a scientific druid and keeps fucking with mechanics.

[pinktrashgoblin]

Who are swapped in your swap au?

didn’t draw anything for this but

Cube is swapped with Blix, Hound is swapped with Lycan and Sabre is swapped with Cuda, that’s all I have as of now. Didn’t do anything with the Knights bc I don’t care for them lmao, also what am I supposed to swap them with, each other?

do with this info what you will

also feel free to speculate on how the plot would differ bc I am also (trying to) figuring that out for funsies!

[therewasatale]

My lord (Part 1)

On Ao3.

Part 1 - overworked again

Summary: Lord Heisenberg had no idea what treasure he had found when he came across you near the village. You were running away from a bunch of lycans, you were smart, but foolishly you left your home after sunset.

Part 2

You cleaned up the last stain from the metal table. The light around the room were reflected on the surface of the operating table. No one could tell that a lifeless body laid there a few hours ago.

The strong smell of chlorine suppressed the odour of everything else. The shape of the body and the crimson liquid pooling under it was only a faint memory in your mind.

The poor, unfortunate soul had already become unstable on the way towards the factory. Although the Cadou endowed him with minimal brain function, his body collapsed during the operation and the parasite died with it.

You wiped your hands on a clean cloth as you glanced over to the clock. It was almost two in the morning.

Behind you, Heisenberg was still murmuring under his breath. The room was filled with the click of bolts and gears. Sometimes a painful creek could be heard when some parts indicated that something was not entirely aligned.

You’ve seen it many times before, but you were still impressed by his ability, and Heisenberg himself. A faint blush spread under your eyes.

As he leaned over a desk, his hair tied up, a few strands of stray hair still hung over his face,

You could clearly see the scars that running through his face. Your gaze lingered on the one on his lips, which he gently bit into, thinking.

He flicked his fingers, and from the pile of the metal parts in front of him, a screw came to life and danced into place. Heisenberg screwed it in slowly with a screwdriver in his hand.

Even you yourself didn’t know the limits of his power, but over the years you’ve speculated that precise control and alignment of tiny metal parts required much more concentration than throwing around larger sheets of metal.

You also saw what it can do if you get angry. You felt it on your own skin what it’s like when Heisenberg doesn’t pay enough attention where the splinters of the metal pieces he throws around might end up. Even a simple spoon near him could become a dangerous weapon.

"Shit!"

Heisenbeg's painful yell snapped you out from your thoughts.

The screwdriver fell out of his grip as he grabbed his right hand. "Fuck-, fuck, god damn-"

"What happened?" You were next to him almost immediately.

"My hand. Cramps." He clenched his right wrist with his left hand and took deep breaths between his teeth. "Fucking-"

"Let me see it." Stepping in front of him you reached out to his arm.

Maybe he wanted to object, but as he looked into your eyes he nodded slowly. You could almost see the muscles tensing in his palms. "All right, it's going to ease soon." Pulling his hand closer to you, you began to gently massage it starting from the middle of his palm towards his fingers, then back again.

"Shit." Heisenberg grimaced at the feel of your hand. He was still holding his arm with his left hand, but he didn't pull away. Not even when he felt his hand tighten up again for a moment. "I don't even know why is it cramping...fuck."

You knew why, it only took one glance at the three full mugs on the table next to him, but you didn't say anything. This wasn't the first time he overworked himself, and not the last time he hasn't listened to you. Not because he didn’t want to, but simply because he got so immersed in his work that he completely shut the outside world out.

The cramp slowly eased under your fingers, and little by little Heisenberg managed to open his palm. Although his grumbling had stayed. His eyes wandered slowly between your fingers and your face. He watched for a few moments as a red blush spread faintly under your eyes.

Still you concentrated on relieving the pain in his hand.

Lord Heisenberg had no idea what treasure he had found when he came across you near the village. You were running away from a bunch of lycans, you were smart, but foolishly you left your home after sunset.

As it turned out, you had some knowledge in herbs and medicinal plants, and your understanding of anatomy was also promising. You still had a lot to learn, but Heisenberg saw the potential in you. In exchange for your life, you had to serve the lord, and as a simple human, you didn’t really have the option to protest.

"How does it feel?" You asked, slowly releasing his hand and watched him close and open his palm. You could still see his hand trembling a little, but the cramp was definitely looser.

"It's fine. I can go back to work."

"Hm," reaching out again, you gently grabbed his arm and ran your fingers all the way from his fingers to his wrists. His skin was rough and cracked, and just like on his face, you could see small scars here and there, the origins of which you may never learn.

"I'm fine." He couldn't hide the fatigue in his voice.

"I know." You ran your fingers along his forearm, his skin trembled for a second under your touch. For some reason, the feeling of pain reached him more than usually. "Let me help a bit." You draw tiny circles on his arm as you began to massage him moving up on his arm. His body tensed from time to time, and sometimes you could hear him suppressing a pleasant sigh.

Heisenberg closed his eyes and let the feeling take over him for a few moments. The soft tingling ran up to his shoulders, and he could sometimes feel it in the back of his neck too.

It was one of those days.

The last time it was this bad was about three years ago. His whole inside throbbed with pain, his scars flared up, and sometimes he could barely move his fingers from the cold creeping into them. However, what never left him was the constant tightness that spread from his chest.

It had been three years since he had pushed beyond the boundaries of his strength. Now, with the expansion of the factory and the creation of the Grinder Shaft, he began to completely exhaust his power reserves. And the Cadou in his body, once again, reminded him very clearly that his strength come from it, from that repulsive parasite.

As if he could have forgot at any time.

In his nightmares, he revisited the evening when the creature was implanted in him by her. Mother. Oh how much hatred he could spit towards the being who forced this fate on him. This damned, repulsive fate.

Something throbbed, three inches below his heart, and he felt bile in his mouth.

"Heisenberg?" You took a glass of water from the table and handed it to him. "You're pale as a ghost. Can I help you?"

He looked into your eyes. Even now, he could still be surprised that you were genuinely worried about him.

It would have been a lie to say he completely hated what he had become. After all, he was given a power he had never dared of dreaming about. He was the most dangerous lord of all, and he was able to build virtually anything. And he will use this strength to destroy its creator.

"I'm fine. Just tired." He took the metal cup with his left hand and after a small sip he downed the water almost immediately. He hadn't even noticed how thirsty he was.

"You need to rest, at least for a few hours," you raised your hand before he could speak. "At least until your body realizes you finally drank some water and your hands stop cramping."

"I need to work."

"I know." You gently caressed his fingers. "But your body needs some rest."

He looked at yours with his gray eyes, you wanted to look away for a second but instead you let him see into you. You wanted him to trust you to see that you didn’t want anything bad for him. But still you could feel the heat flare up on your face as his gaze softened.

"Just a few hours." He pulled his hand away and began walking out. He stopped in the doorway turning back. "Before you go to sleep, I'd like some tea." Then he left.

You, however, had other ideas.

[highlifeboat]

Well now you've got me curious: *Would* Angel have done anything to their sibling? The curiosity got sated with their father, at least somewhat, yeah? But tastes like that don't tend to go away very easily... On the other hand, their father *and* their sibling dying when they are also MIA/nearby would be highly suspicious, and they probably would want to avoid that. Versus the murders they were able to more easily dismiss as Lycan/Dimitrescu attacks (barring their mother's own, correct suspicions, of course)

From what you said about their backstory, they never actively harmed their sibling (or at least if they had, it went unmentioned and/or was small/manipulated enough that the siblings would still defend them so strongly as innocent).

Further: What ever happened to the sibling? I mean, they witnessed Angel beating their (old) mother's head in with the Village version of the Bible, and being dragged off by the Village god/cult leader. Did that finally shatter the illusion for them?

Or, perhaps (and mind you, this is just a theory I find fun to imagine, no real basis for truth other than their stalwart defending of Angel)... the sibling was more like Angel than anyone ever realized. They were just more subtle/better about not getting caught.

(Of course, this is all just speculation/analysis, they are your characters and you have final say, after all. I just like theorizing darker characters lol)

First, I enjoy the theory that Angel's sibling was like them. Especially because their mother saw the sibling as the golden child. What are the odds she birthed TWO murderous sociopaths? Pfff.

That said, I honestly think that Angel saw their sibling as useful to them. Without them, it would just be Angel and their Mother, there would be nothing preventing their mother from kicking Angel out, or locking them up, or... getting rid of them somehow. Their sibling was a form of protection, security. Something that guaranteed their place in the home. (And... yes, they did also consider that if their sibling suddenly vanished and it circled back that Angel had been with them, or couldn't be found at the time, it would probably ruin everything. A child killing their father with a gun can be considered a horrendous accident. Their sibling vanishing shortly after is suspicious)

It also aided in driving their mother fucking MAD. Because every time she became suspicious she had her eldest child telling her she was crazy. "[They aren't] a killer, Mama!" (To be fair it didn't help that Angel played innocent very well.)

Oh, they considered the idea of killing their sibling a lot. But sated the thoughts with the murders of strangers. And on one occasion her mother's new lover, who they didn't care for all that much. Among others... It never quite quenched the thirst (if anything it only drove them more), but it provided some kind of catharsis none the less. They did their best not to harm their sibling in anyway that mattered (perhaps the odd... "accident". Engaging in rough housing that maybe sometimes lead to minor injuries that could be dismissed)

To their sibling, Angel was always... well, a little angel pff. If a little weird. They loved them, and they felt terrible that their mother continuously pointed the finger at Angel whenever someone vanished or was killed. Especially because they though Angel never fully recovered from their father, and worked under the assumption that a lot of their strangeness just came from the trauma.

So you can imagine their shock and horror when Angel beats the shit out of their mother. And how that kind of forces off the rose coloured glasses they've been looking at them with. They knew Angel had problems with their mother, they knew the two butted heads, but they never would have thought something like this would come of it.

Angel did see the look on their face, but they can't say they felt much other than wishing they could finish what they'd started. (Once Miranda was physically involved they knew it was over. But GOD it took forever for the anger to settle)

In the aftermath... There isn't much to be said. Sibling felt awful. They apologized over and over to their dying mother. They lost a lot of sleep over it. So much guilt. Of course, this was no proof that Angel had committed the murders their mother had accused them of in the past. But it did make them wonder, and it made them all the more horrified to think about it. Most likely they fell into a drunken stupor, they became horribly depressed over it all.

Angel would never say they actually loved their sibling, but goddamn they aren't sure they would have gotten away with so much without them.

[the-starry-lycan]

Living Glass Lore Headcanons

Living Glass Headcanon Lores:

How does Living Glass work exactly? It's based off normal glass, though Resh'an modifies its density with his alchemy, and by altering its chemical structure some, allows it to enter a state which ensures it has some fluidity. The magic holding it together is derived from the will and the life-force of the being encased in the glass - essentially, as long as the entity within possesses strong enough will, it "powers" the glass, keeps it alive, and allows the being possessing it to use it as a vessel. Additionally, such shifting density means that the Living Glass is extremely durable and absorbs shock easily - though one can still be wounded through the glass, hence how B'st can be hurt and KO'd in battle. Living Glass itself is composed of similar silicate materials as normal glass, though its sheen and color is taken from quartz derivates. Resh'an likely imagined one could create different colors in it by using crystal impurities found in common gemstones (like the chromium + vanadium that makes emeralds green), and the plain glass has a green tinge like sea glass. However, to make it "living", the Glass contains crystal filaments, akin to the striations found in Lemurian Quartzes, though these are actual nervelike filaments of enchanted metal, preferably of silver-tungsten alloy, which carry the magic and electric signals that allow for one to really control and manipulate the form of the Glass. These metallic filaments also are what allows the being to feel with the Glass, as the magic surrounding the glass transforms outward stimuli to electrical impulse, and the metal filaments carry this similarly to the way nerves in the human body do with action potential. These filaments are so fine that they aren't visible to the naked eye.

The density I mentioned earlier because of Reshy's reeeeaaaaally complex magic that I won't go into because magic? It can be somewhat counteracted by temperature. B'st likely feels sluggish and fatigue in the cold because the Living Glass gets stiffer and solid (due to molecular shenanigans) - and he likely feels more frisky and active in the heat because the Glass gets more liquid and motile (more molecular shenanigans).

Living glass, obviously, can feel. B'st is able to move the stuff around and manipulate his body, and he can feel pretty well through it. What sensations can he feel? Well, temperature I imagine. Pain, too, but that's a little tough to induce in Glass Golem - he also seems impervious to most damage, as in B'st sprites we see that he does not crack. He was also able to take a hit from the Fleshmancer in Garl's place, and recover fine, so I'd imagine it takes a lot to cause B'st much pain. He can feel other feelings like pleasure and all manner of textures on the glass, just the way skin feels texture. Perhaps heat can make the Living Glass more sensitive, and if B'st chooses to prime the Glass, alter its structure some to try and concentrate the little nervelike fibers that allow him to control it - he can feel sensations more intensely. This makes the sensitive Glass good when dealing with dexterous jobs that require a lot of precision.

What does Living Glass feel like to touch? Probably feels like normal glass, but less stiff and definitely more pliant. Smooth in texture, and unless B'st is hurt or feeling bad, there'd be no cracks or surface roughness. Ultimately, it probably feels a tad like putty or molding clay, but.. more glassy? It's a weird feeling to imagine, as it's hard to imagine handling glass that isn't at risk of shattering with a distictive stiff-sharpness. Also, I imagine that if there isn't a soul inside the Glass, it turns into a sort of.. dry, silky powder, similar to a fine sand or igneous stone dust.

(Deep breath) Okay, there we are with all my ideas about how the Living Glass works! It's not really gone into during the game, so I used my brainpower to make an entire insane rambling about it :) It's a million words long and congrats if you make it to the bottom!

[hyperenor]

who?: @adamoromerof where?: the streets, no sprinklers to run through in lupercal?

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"Oh, I see. The mistake was mine, but it makes sense now." Imagine Hyperenor's surprise to sense an inkling of his brother's lingering presence in the most unlikeliest of places. The guy looked stiff but seemed harmless enough. He couldn't imagine why Pelorus would want to play his games with such a tight ass, but it wasn't Hyperenor's place to speculate (though he did have a few ideas). At least now he knew, so he could utilize the residual Pelorus floating around the lycan to his advantage. "If my brother is engaging in his usual exploits then that's one less brother I have to worry about crossing paths with as I work. How often would you say the one named Pelorus seeks out your company?"

[charmed-redemption]

"Noone... though i will inform king and queen of your reaction to their son. "

Thoth spoke gently offering a small laugh seeing the reaction but more so hearing the answer to his question. He had to admit that the words held a unique power. With a sigh, he saved a hand making the weight disappear before looking to Rico and asking for his book of spells. It held a spell that could be used to call forth the ancestors of a witch. Though calling the lycan ancestors of Angel could be done as well.

"Heat rhest words hear my cry. Spirit from the other side . Come to me I call to thee cross now the great divide!"

Rico spoke knowing what was wanted and not wanting to go look for his book. A circle of flames appeared in the shape of a pentagram to properly disperse the energy. As the words ended the flames grew taller before revealing a man who seemed lost. The man looked around before stopping g when he saw Angel. The fact that Rico had pulled off a spell that was ranked high showed his level of magic. Though a spell from a book created by the speculates greated witches good magic had to offer was another.

@ang3lmoan

UDW: Faction Wars

[euos-the-cat]

Like, this kind of speculation is genuinely interesting. My new favorite series on YouTube is about speculating how vampirism, lycanism, etc. would work in the real world, told as if it were real. But it's clearly stated that it's a work of fiction! Which, is important, because things like vampires and werewolves and zombies are scary! But even if they weren't, we don't need people wondering if anyone they meet could become a monster.

It really wouldn't take much away from these documentaries if they gave a disclaimer, because as silly as they might think it is to believe in dragons or mermaids, someone will. Not even just children, but adults. And since they normally give facts the vast majority of the time, it's especially important here to make sure people know they're making things up. At best, you could be tricking a child. At worst, you could be fuelling someone's delusions.

What was the point in animal planet airing those incredibly convincing fake documentaries about dragons and mermaids

[cannibalisticskittles]

i've seen a lot of people speculating that we aren't going to get helia and we're getting a dragonborn companion instead and i will be truly devastated if that's true, but it very well might be

i mean dragonborn are interesting

but halflings......

halfling lycans........