#call of the lamb

[bed-wed-behead-your-fave]

Bed, Wed, or indoctrinate narinder from COTL

[madhogthymaster]

The following is a collection of journalistic accounts and anecdotal passages from various sources directly involved with the incident that has now become known as [REDACTED]. Due to the unascertainable nature of the event, these materials cannot be considered entirely attendable.

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From the blog of [REDACTED]:

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Save for a few scattered pieces we were able to scrounge up from obscurity, most of the media related to the incident remains invariably lost to this very day. It is this reporter's intent to reconstruct a believable version of the facts based on these means.

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An alleged portrait of the "Beast" recovered from the burnt remains of a bed stool. Artist unknown.

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From the blog of [REDACTED]:

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This un-sent post was found in a lost phone discovered nearby Ground Zero. The owner has been missing ever since. The family wishes for anonymity. At the time of writing, the post is considered the most reliable witness for the first incident.

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A colleague of mine who was investigating a nearby area sent me this photo of some bizarre scribbles they received from an unverified source, whether it bears a connection to [REDACTED] or it's simply a juvenile prank remains to be ascertained. It might be a warning.

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We recovered what appears to be a half-burnt journal. It was found inside a furnace conveniently located close to the cabin. Most of the manuscript is unsalvageable except for a couple of passages, which were still in a poor state. To put it frankly, the text was intelligible. Pure chicken scratch. Being mostly incinerated didn't help matters. Still, with a bit of effort, we manage to *mostly* translate what was written in it. These are the results of our work.

The symbols at the end were lifted as they were from the original text. Their presence in the journal, as well as that earlier photograph, make for a compelling case that this might not be, in fact, a simple prank. Although, it could still be a very elaborate hoax.

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From the blog of [REDACTED]

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My colleague is missing. After they failed to answer any of my calls and messages, I went to check on them personally. They were not home. None of their acquaintances knew of their whereabouts. They had no living relatives, either. I am worried. My colleague had a... unique interest in this case. An obsession, one might say. They were hell-bent on finding out the truth about the [REDACTED], the Pillar of Light and the "Beast." They would often tell me how close they were to a major breakthrough. And now, they're gone. Right after receiving that accursed photograph. That cannot be just a coincidence, can it? I fear that whatever befell them might happen to me as well. Still, I refuse to yield in my pursuit of the truth...

I can't stop now. I just can't.

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From the blog of [REDACTED]:

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I'm at the end of my rope. The sources I was supposed to interview bailed out on me. The families of the victims that previously agreed to share their stories suddenly refuse to even talk to me! All my leads are slowly beginning to dwindle. Are they on to me?

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I have received this photo on my phone, just as my colleague had before disappearing.

Now I know without any shadow of a doubt they are after me. I was in too deep. I was aware of the risks but I kept going. This case, it consumed me like it consumed... Yeah...

I kept telling myself that it was all for a good cause, the pursuit of the Truth (as my colleague used to put it) but the only Truth here was my desire for clout and notoriety, regardless of whom was going to get hurt in the process. Part of me wishes I could rewind time back before I met them, before I fell into this hole. But I was ambitious. I was arrogant and foolish. I let their cause become My Cause and it lead to many lapses. Many mistakes were made in the name of the Truth. Alas, what's done is done. We opened Pandora's Box. We involved ourselves with something far more sinister than any of us could have possibly imagined. An unfathomable horror lurks upon the world ready to asphyxiate us in its warm "embrace." I doubt anyone can stop it now. Our investigation only served to accelerate our own demise. It was always going to happen, regardless of the actions we took. I long for the ignorance I had before this whole mess began. Still, I refuse to just give up. Call it hubris, call it animal instincts, but I shan't simply lie down and beg for Salvation from an entity beyond Comprehension. I will run. I will keep running until I can't run anymore. I want to survive. I want to live.

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This will be my final post for the foreseeable future. If you've read thus far and you don't think I've gone mad, grab your loved ones and leave. "They" are coming for you as well. I just hope I can get away in time.

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Hello there. I have returned. I know I said I was going to get away, to run from my problems like a coward but that was wrong of me. One should always strive to be brave, to look Fear in the eye and stand their ground! And that's exactly what I did. First off, I owe several people a heartfelt apology. I want to sincerely apologize to the families of the victims for drudging up painful memories, to my coworkers and family for my toxic behaviour, to my colleague for enabling their own unhealthy obsession.

But most of all, I must apologize to the very fine and good people from the Faith of The Lamb for slandering their beliefs in the name of my disdainful pride. Yes, I've met with them and they were so graceful towards me and my predicament. I was such an ignorant fool, consumed by my wayward ways to the point I became blinded to the Truth. And the Truth is, this small community had nothing to do with The Incident! It was nothing but speculation and conjecture brought forth by conspiracy nutcases and grifters to discredit the Good Name of a charitable religious organization, one that deeply values its privacy and refuses to engage openly with toxic Internet discourse! Alas, I too became a cog in the machine. Motivated by fame and greed I hurt so many fine and humble folks and I cannot apologize enough to them. Fortunately, their Leader was kind enough to forgive my awful conduct and welcomed me into Their Flock with open arms! How could I not accept such a generous offer? How could I refuse to join after my eyes were opened to The Truth! The Lamb is our Lord and Saviour, sent into this world to teach us about The One Who Waits and His wonderful plan to save us from the False Gods!

The Lamb welcomes all in Their Herd - the unfortunate, the downtrodden, the wretches and the undesireables – for Their Love is boundless and Their Generosity endless. The Lamb walks amongst us unburdened by human flaws, an Unattainable Inspiration, spreading the Holy Word of The One Who Waits, that which we are sworn to serve for the remainder of our mortal lives... and beyond. As long as we devote our meager existences to The Cause, we may yet find Salvation in the woolly warmth of their sweet embrace. Life can be good. Life will be good.

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A/N:

Thanks for reading. I typed this "horror story" on Twitter over the course of four days back in 2022, to celebrate the release of Cult of the Lamb. I figured it was a good idea to transcribe it here, as well. The original framework was meant to be complemented by the Twitter format. As such, it might not be as effective in the form of a Tumblr blog. Nevertheless, I attempted to repurpose it as best as I could given the limitations. I hope you enjoyed it. Happy sinning, everybody.

The original posts: https://twitter.com/AdrianoBordoni1/status/1562269329223471104

My YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCXotPYvDsNYYAiefRjwrGiA

[bamsara]

The Time Travel Trope aka each side of the ship travel back in time somehow to the counterpart's past self but in TROD AU

I wrote a mini-draft for this idea that might turn into an actual one-shot but just these for now. Second half is more shitpost than serious cause I really think Narinder would have to navigate a distrustful Lamb very carefully, and Lamb would mess with Bishop Narinder

[plutosoda]

lamb anatomy + making someone Jealous .

[really-burnt-toast]

More au doodles because the goat has been eating away at my mind ever since I made the Shamura connection. This is just how I see goat now. (Why do they have a perpetual bitch face in both of them...)

Posting this before I plan on posting heavy lore and angst shit <3

[silkysong]

the true final boss. 10,000 year old technology

[asavt]

Once upon a time a small rat walked into my web...

[stil-lindigo]

the fox god.

a comic about a trickster.

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creative notes:

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[kattudime]

It's hard being a field medic for the god of war, huh?

[theonewhowails]

cult trait: good die young

[bogor-o]

if your lamb is called the mother does that mean Narinder would be like the angsty emo teenager of the cult

for the most part the adults refer to each other as sibling (name) type of titles but other than that its a little more lax, the kids tend to care a little more about calling everyone familial terms, but Mother is always Mother :)

[lotussart]

pilgrim shxt posting

[valdrift]

single dad isaac 🐑🐺

[bamsara]

Lamb lovers incoming /j

[vurelly]

POV: someone just said that character you drew came out hot

[voidheartkisses]

get sandwiched catboy