#Skeleton god

[skullzanta]

We march now as Mr. Skeltal has given the signal... TO WARRRR!!

[dreamperson-poll]

match #93

Skeleton god dreamed by @tuulikannel

An evil skeleton god. (I'm honestly sharing this more for the whole story than this character. Cause I want to tell this story... it's long, but bear with me, I think it's overall one of the best dreams I've ever had. If not the best.)

starbear dreamed by @toby-draws

He’s a white outline of a bear covered with stars, and translucent. He lives in space.

[egophiliac]

still ruminating over Lost In the Book With Spooky Skeletons Part 1, so here's a selection of some of my favorite little bits! (...some more loosely paraphrased than others) (I just feel like Idia has no room to criticize in general, okay)

anyway, I'm sure we're just going to have a fun time celebrating Halloween and nothing bad is going to happen whatsoever! :)

[occultesotericart]

1600’s anatomical engraving with alchemical symbolism /// by Gerhard Altzenbach

[whenthelightisrunninglow]

i forgot to add this one to the last post

[weirdundead]

The Gentle Death 🥀 [commission for amazing Calamarty]

[mlarty]

For the glory of Bhaal 💀🎶

Bones bones, roses roses...

[shailion]

Do you think aliens would get freaked out when we crack our joints?

*human stands up after too long spent hunched over the computer, all joints cracking*

*alien coworker whose only experience with human anatomy comes from movies where crack = broken bone*

[0bir]

Can We Start Over?

[meggn]

🔩 👻 🕸️ 🧛

[heartorbit]

i just wanted to draw the ave mujica outfits .

[skullzanta]

Trade Offer?

[dreamperson-poll]

Skeleton god

dreamed by @tuulikannel

An evil skeleton god. (I'm honestly sharing this more for the whole story than this character. Cause I want to tell this story... it's long, but bear with me, I think it's overall one of the best dreams I've ever had. If not the best.)

The dream started with me and my school class being kidnapped and taken to an island. We were in this big auditorium where the kidnappers were explaining to us what was going on (I don't remember any details, though) and they were pretending(?) to be very kind and said we had nothing to worry. I remember thinking at that point something like "yeah, right, anyone who's seen Death Note should be worried by now." (I think the dream-me confused Death Note with Battle Royale there.)

Anyway, then some boys found guns somewhere and they killed all the kidnappers. We were left alone on this farmyard (farmyard that has an auditorium? Well, it's a dream.) There were some cows and horses out in the pasture, and we decided to take the horses in. I was thinking about riding around (with the pretty dapple grey! <3) to see if I'd find anything, but the bridle was all in pieces and I couldn’t put it back together.

Then (after an interlude at my grandparents’ house, involving panties with similar patterns as on one of my mother's nightgowns - wtf brain?) the dream changed a bit. We were still on this island. We weren't a school class anymore, though, but apparently belonged to the US navy. (For the record, I’m not American.) Our ship had sunk close to this island and now we were stuck there.

We were all searching through the area, and I came to this weird place where there were all kinds of … wooden … things … statues…? on sandy ground. I don't remember it too clearly. There were, among other things, two big doors, but there were no walls around them, just the doors standing there. There were signs above them that were some kind of riddles, and apparently those riddles told you where the doors led, but I didn't dare to go through them as I couldn't decipher the riddles. There were also things hanging from the air… and this big platform that had stairs leading up to it - that also hung in the air. I almost started climbing up there, but hesitated and poked it a little first. It started swinging, and only then I noticed that there was this wooden chair on top of it, and there was a skeleton sitting in the chair. (For some reason, even though I was looking at it from the ground, I could see it from above.) I expected that the skeleton would wall into pieces as the platform kept on swinging harder and harder, but instead it suddenly woke up and started laughing. I dove into cover hoping it hadn't noticed me.

Apparently this was some kind of an ancient evil god, and I had just woken it. Go me. (I don’t know how I knew that, I just did, at the moment.)

Anyway, then we suddenly found some other people on the island, natives. They knew something about this skeleton god, but I don't think they told us much. Just something about storms that had been more and more frequent lately. We were asking them how we'd get away from there, but they said no one came close to this island because of the skeleton god except for one Inuit woman who sometimes was fishing close by. Right then one of us noticed her, and when we shouted she came closer so that we could talk to her. (She had a weird boat. It looked like a pedal boat.) (And this, btw, was a tropical island, so why the heck was there some Inuit fishing around there?)

We asked her to take us away, but she didn't say anything. One of us said that we'd pay her, of course, ten dollars per person, or hundred… or thousand, as she still was hesitating. (At this point our leader yelled at the one making the offers to take it easy, we didn't have that kind of money.) Now, the Inuit said that she had had dreams about a young man with mohawk who'd defeat the evil god. She was looking straight at me. (For the record, I’m not male, nor do I have a mohawk… but apparently I did, in the dream. Even tho I was in the army?) Unfortunately, at this point my alarm went off, so we’ll never find out how I defeated that skeleton thingy on its swinging platform.

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Why do I have a feeling this scene was unscripted?

Vincent Price - The Raven (1963) dir. Roger Corman

[littler3d]

God I am so thankful this show gave these kids common sense. “No you work for us” yes bitch get his ass he needs you more than you need him

[ibikus]

imagine they're checking the list of new pupils at the necropolis and there's a Manfred Volkarin, so the people are like wait does the professor have a son?? i never knew?? first day of classes, this skeleton in a trenchcoat with sparkly eyes walks in, happily hissing at everyone, and they're like oh... makes sense.