#gobliny original

[dullgecko]

The idea of a goblin daisy chain in the middle of school will never not be funny to me and I can’t decide if I want it to be an instinct thing (I remember reading a post about goblins holding hands while out in the open so they’re less likely to be carried away by flying predators) or if it was literally just all the goblins individually deciding to join in and not wanting to be left out.

Also I imagine that at least some photos were taken of them and they quickly spread as of the most adorable things to ever happen at the school.

And Riz the extremely talented hyper aware rogue not noticing the sudden extra 5 goblins since he’s so busy and stressed making sure no one like has a panic attack or runs off chasing someone’s familiar is great.

The kids having to go to leviathan for help is great since it means more people get to see them all gobliny. Aelwyn in particular for all her mean girl bitchy front loses complete composure the second she’s see adaine, who’s just so SMALL and CUTE she can’t help but scoop her up.

If it was anyone else besides the other bad kids and possibly jawbone she would have freaked out but since it’s her sister someone familiar and safe while also being strong enough to protect both of them, Adaine fully embraces it.

Curling into her and burying her face into Aelwyns clothes trying to block out the rest of the world while she breathes in her sisters somehow familiar scent as she surprisingly begins to purr.

Also Aydas reaction to fig and everyone I can see her being just fully interested in the transformational properties of the spell and how aspects of their original race carried over to them etc but she does assures fig that she still finds her as visually appealing as she did before.

Also if the spell does last longer than any of them expected I can see fig dragging ayda away for some ‘relaxation’ which is how she figures out what the Riz and Fabian mixing scents meant.

Xx

Goblin daisy chain, hold hands to keep safe from aerial predators. Sprak and the underclassmen that joined in later just saw a group of other goblins and thought it was an event of some sort. Instincts also were demanding they group together once the group got bigger than 4 people.

Riz didn't notice immediatly because his perception is stretched so thin right now trying to watch his party, plus find all these people with the books they need, plus keep an eye out for anyone getting with in grabbing range. Look he is seventeen years old its undignified being squealed over like this and he swears he is going to shoot someone by the end of the day if they grab for adaine again.

While it was VERY cute to some people, the more racially biased among the students were a little freaked out by the rapidly expanding horde of goblins wandering the hallways. The number capped out at about 11 though, because that was literally the entire student body of goblins that the school currently had. Riz shooed the extras away after a while because they immediatly started flirting with his party and he was not in the mood to deal. Yes they're all very pretty but go away.

Riz is the one who called Aelwyn when they exhausted their resourses in the library because his party was rapidly becoming unhelpful in the research department. Adaine was so overstimulated and stressed that she was on the verge of shutting down and the rest of his party had no idea what to look for.

He got Jawbone to drive them back to Mordred before school even finished because technically getting cursed allows you a sick day. Aelwyn was already there waiting when they arrived and the noise she made upon seeing Adaine made their wizard flinch and freeze and she immediatly got scooped up. She seemed happier getting carried around by her sister though so Riz didnt snap at Aelwyn to put her down. He did get a little growl-y when she suggested they just keep Adaine like this because it's so adorable.

Weirdly enough, out of all the bad kids, Fig is the least affected by the whole weird-instincts thing. She's a LITTLE more manic than usual, and the light and sound is a little overstimulating, but she's at least acting mostly normal. Normal up until the point that she sees Ayda and is fully unable to form sentences because she's purring so much.

Ayda locks up the library to keep everyone out while they set about searching there. Its night time by now and quiet so his party is doing much better on the overstimulation front so they're actually able to help search. The stack of books they have to read through is taller than they are though and its going to take them hours.

Honestly its taking longer than they expected because Ayda is just fascinated by the entire thing and is studying them more than helping look for a solution. Plus, she finds Fig adorable and is amazed that her fire immunity has carried over into this form.

During one of their breaks (Riz does not take a break and fully snaps at the first person to try and make him) Ayda and Fig disappear to go have some fun. Fig doesnt say anything to Riz when she gets back but gives him a knowing look, nods her head towards Fabian and snickers. Riz contemplates shooting himself. Fabian just looks smug again and ambushes Riz in between the bookshelves when he leaves to go find a reference dictionary for a second go. At least their rogue is noticibly less bite-y now, though still exhausted.

When they do find the solution (Gorgug managed to find it while checking if any artificer spells would help, greatest wizard of our age) it doesnt take them especially long to get turned back. Riz is so releived in the end that he just lies on the floor among all the books they have to reshelve and fully conks out for a nap.

[loominggaia]

Oooo tell me more about goblin hair transplants/elf ear surgeries/minotaur horn surgery!

You got it!

GOBLIN HAIR TRANSPLANTS: Goblins are treated like slaves in many places, and even in areas where they are free, they are often seen as second-class citizens and looked down upon by other species. They are widely mocked for their unique features--their conical skulls, long ears, big noses, and especially their bald heads.

Haircare is a big deal in some cultures, especially in Matuzu Kingdom. So a species with no hair is ripe for mocking, especially by the kingdom's sirene population, who are known for their beautiful hair. Many goblins try to meet the local beauty standard by simply wearing wigs, but others go a step further by having surgical or magical procedures done to make real hair sprout from their heads. These procedures are risky and expensive, but the payoff can be great.

(On a related note, goblins worldwide have many other procedures done to make themselves resemble elves as much as possible. They are often called "the elves' ugly cousins", so they reduce the size of their ears and noses, and sometimes even have dangerous procedures to reduce the size of their skulls so they look less gobliny, and more elfish.)

ELF EAR REDUCTION/EXPANSION: Female elves generally have shorter, smaller ears than males. Because of this, some elves are self-conscious about their ear size and wish to change it to appear more feminine or masculine. Whether it's done via surgery or magic, this is usually a simple and low-risk procedure as long as it's done by a real professional and not some back-alley scammer.

MINOTAUR HORN LENGTHENING: Most female minotaurs are naturally attracted to two things: big horns and big muscles. Male minotaurs may want to lengthen their horns to appear more attractive to females, intimidate other males, or just feel more confident. Sometimes his original horns are surgically removed and replaced entirely with an artificial set. Sometimes a section is cut out of them and artificially lengthened by pieces of bone, wood, etc. Or sometimes the whole procedure is done with a magic spell. There are minotaur races that don't have horns at all, and this surgery is particularly popular with these groups.

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Lore Masterpost

[valehirvas]

Does your country have mythology or fairytales?

We do! A lot, actually. We had a whole religion going on before Christianity came and, well. You know what Christianity does to people’s cultures. Kalevala is a collection of Finnish oral lore, our creation myth and depictions of afterlife and so.

For mythological creatures, we have beings like elves, spiritual beings that watch over aspects of nature and home, kind of demigods that we used to leave offerings to in return for their kindness and favours. Even though they’re collectively called “elves” or “gods”, the groups are usually a combination of multiple different kinds of beings of different purposes and origins, rather than a “species” of a creature.

I don’t know how to translate the names, so we have “maahiset” which are underground-dwelling gobliny creatures, “tontut” which are like house elves, demigods that watch over the house. “Menninkäiset” which are typically small humanoid creatures that I believe inhabited the forest, apparently they may have originated as the spirits of the departed. We also have trolls and such.

Then there’s a hundred types of ghosts and other spirits that linger between life and death and oh boy. There’s a lot.

[a-heart-of-kyber]

Personally, I think Yeza turned Veth(Beth? Idek) into a goblin by accident.

On top of Nott not liking being a goblin she's always seemed a little like she's making goblin shit up whenever she's asked about it. Or she's repeating the bad stories she grew up with like they're truth. Her fears of being murdered if she went to the human village could come from having been on the other side and knowing that's exactly what they'd do.

The bandages and mask could've originally played into a story that she was injured in a goblin attack to hide the change in her. If she ended up doing something gobliny that made her have to leave it would explain why Yeza still gives the gifts to Luke. He knows it's partly his fault.

[askkrenko]

Other than Goblin, what’s your favorite creature type?

Pirate! YARRRRRRRRRRR!

It’s basically the Class equivalent of Goblin. If you can’t be a Goblin, be a Pirate and do all the fun gobliny things. Their general feeling of shenanigans, as well as their use of treasure and stealing, just make them fun. We’ll see if I still feel this way in a year or two, but I basically fell in love with them immediately when Ixalan hit, and Rivals has only strengthened that.

Other creature types I really enjoy:

God: The sheer power of it and the weight of every card with the type, combined with the fact that each God only has the type God, means it’s big and splashy. There’s only two cards that even care about the type God, and both PUNISH it, because Gods are that badass you need special weapons to fight them. God is one of only two creature types that are strict DISADVANTAGES, and it needs to be, because Gods are that cool.

Sliver: A very clearly defined creature type, full of lords, and with a lot of diversity. While some other creature types also have clear definitions Slivers have both a clear definition AND a wide variety of creatures, enabling multiple different sliver decks to exist that still work on the same axis but have different game plans.

Shapeshifter: The general shapeshifter theme of “do whatever you want” is something that resonates with me. Especially the ones that gain bonuses, like Quicksilver Gargantuan or Altered Ego, which give you a copy that’s better than the original. Changelings also enjoy a lot of tribal shenanigans.

Illusion: I played the Lord of the Unreal deck back in standard. It was super fun. I don’t really care about the long-term and general effects of this creature type, but I love the sub-subtype of “Strong creature that dies if it’s targeted.” 

[gavinosbornedrors]

Goblin Week #14!

And here, at last, after much fanfare is the Great Goomblino.

He who beheld and gazed into the Crystalnomicon - an ancient inconceivably powerful tome made from flawless crystals of unknown origin. Because of his immense wisdom and compassion for life, a much younger Goomblino was able to not only open the terrible tome (a feat unto itself), but to read its contents without being utterly destroyed. Since then the Great Goomblino has acted as an anchor, a bastion of wisdom, knowledge and morality amongst many different goblin cultures. While he has sewn the seeds of peace and logic for many decades, Goomblino secretly wishes he hadn’t been worthy to open the tome, and thus have such a burden placed on his gobliny shoulders.

[progamertrcom]

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Xbox Gold 'un Ocak ayı oyunları belli oldu

Ocak ayı sınırlarına yaklaştığımız şu günlerde Microsoft’un önümüzdeki ay görücüye çıkacak olan Xbox Gold oyunlarını kamuoyuyla paylaşması biraz sürpriz oldu doğrusu. Yılbaşını evde oyun oynayarak geçirmek isteyen müşterilerini mutlu etmek isteyen ABD’li teknoloji devi, birçok farklı kategoriden oyunları listeye eklemiş bulunuyor. Herkese hitap edeceğini düşündüğümüz bu oyunları ek ücret ödemeden indirmenin tek yolu, devam eden bir Xbox Gold aboneliğine sahip olmak.

Xbox One için seçilen Styx: Shards of Darkness oyunu listede öne çıkan yapımların başında geliyor. Bu oyunda küçük bir hırsız goblini canlandırıyor, karanlık elflerle dolu bir şehrin sokaklarında hırsızlık yapıyoruz. İlk kez 2017 yılında çıkışını gerçekleştiren oyun, eleştirmenlerden “orta” yorumunu almış bir yapım. Ancak tıpkı Hitman gibi görünmeden ilerlemeyi esas alan “stealth” yapımlarını sevenlerin bir şans vermesi gerektiğini düşünüyoruz.

Seçilen oyunların devamında ise Xbox One sahiplerini daha da heyecanlandıracağını düşündüğümüz Batman: The Telltale Series bizleri karşılıyor. Shards of Darkness ile birlikte Xbox One’da oynanabilecek olan bu ikinci oyun, isminden de anlaşılacağı üzere DC Comics’in efsanevi karakteri Batman’ın hikâyelerini içeriyor. Güzel olan şu ki, Games with Gold programı kapsamında oyunun tüm 5 bölümünü oynayabilmek mümkün. Normalde bu bölümleri ayrı ayrı satın almak gerekiyordu.

Xbox 360 için neler var?

Evet, gelelim Xbox 360 konsol sahipleri için seçilen oyunlara. Hala daha Xbox One’a yükseltme yapmayanlar için Microsoft’un seçtiği oyunlar hiç de fena sayılmaz. Tekken 6 ve LEGO Star Wars II: The Original Trilogy oyuncuları bekliyor olacak. Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker’ın ABD’de beyaz perdeye girdiği şu sıralar LEGO Star Wars oyununun seçilmesi gayet manidar olmuş.

Styx: Shards of Darkness oyunu 1-31 Ocak tarihleri arasında Games with Gold programı kapsamında listelenecek. Batman: The Telltale Series içinse 16 Ocak – 15 Şubat aralık olarak belirlenmiş. Geri kalan 2 Xbox 360 oyunu ise ayın her iki yarısında indirilebilir hale gelecek. Tekken 6’yı 1-15 Ocak, LEGO Star Wars II’yi ise 16-31 Ocak arasında kütüphaneye ekleyebilmek mümkün olacak.

[nastygoblincrimes]

Butch and Femme-bot

A sleek state of the art assault synth finds herself wildly attracted to a beat up mining robot that despite its civilian applications ends up being far more formidable than she ever anticipated. CW for violence (against organics) and digital interfacing/mature content.

The C series of combat assault synths were designed to be the best at what they did. Small and mobile enough for ship-to-ship boarding, with state of the art flechette rounds meant for tearing flesh to bloody bits without the risk of a hull breach. Their sleek designs had been pasted on the front pages of tech sites for months leading up to their release, with whole articles dedicated to their range of takedown techniques and hacking subroutines.

In short, CAS-C was the best. She carried herself with the air of a non-person who knew she was worth more than her maintenance engineer could earn in eight lifetimes as she strode confidently down to the torpedo bay. As she entered, one of the artillerymen looked up from the pod he was prepping and bowed his head respectfully.

“Alright Cassie, ready to go to work?”

CAS-C manipulated her hands into a thumbs-up gesture and climbed inside the pod.

“Damn right I am,” she said smugly as she crossed her arms so the pod could close. “I love my job.”

The soldier chuckled as he sealed her in, then loaded the pod into the kinetic launcher that would send her at speed into the asteroid mining station they'd been sent to clear out from an infestation of space pirates. The airtight pod muted the sounds from outside, but her internal clock was more than sufficient to follow the countdown until with a percussive boom like the roar of some ancient earth cannon her pod was launched at a speed that would scorch ozone if they'd been in atmosphere.

Instead she stared out through the transparent aluminum window at the black void of space for all of eighteen seconds. Then there was a shuddering impact as her pod struck a metallic structure with enough force to embed itself in the steel walls of the mining facility she'd been dispatched to clear out.

Kicking the pod open, she emerged like a titanium and ceramic hornet, engaging the mag-locks built into her feet in order to anchor herself to the manmade structure. Readying her flechette launcher, she stalked along the outer hull to the airlocked entrance, and jacked in. The security was laughable and it took less than a few seconds before the sliding door opened and she slipped into the decompression chamber. While she couldn't have cared less about whether there was oxygen on the other side, the inner door wouldn't open until the outer door was fully closed, so she took the time to brace herself. She had a pretty good idea of what to expect next.

As soon as the seal on the inner door peeled open, she was greeted by blaster fire. Bolts of heated plasma struck her armored plating and discharged their energy harmlessly as she strode forward and started shooting, turning pirates into clouds of red mist and soggy chunks left and right. She wasn't programmed to feel sadism, but there was a certain sense of satisfaction that arose from efficiently doing her job as she advanced down the steel corridor, now painted with the sticky remains of her targets.

Once the steel corridors gave way to excavated stone passages however, she began to pick up some comm chatter on her receivers.

“Are you fucking insane? You're gonna get us all killed!” “Dude, have you been listening? We're fucking dead meat if we DON'T do something, it's gonna be here any second now! Disable the FUCKING safety protocols or I'll shoot you myself!”

How cute, the meatbags were preparing a surprise party for her.

The signals were coming from a side shaft sealed off with a blast barrier. This one wasn't even secured, so it opened as soon as she plugged in.

Then she nearly got the entire upper half of her body disintegrated as a mining laser shot a beam of concentrated photons as thick as her wrist just narrowly missing her.

As the beam slammed into the stone wall behind her, the resulting explosion of superheated rocks slammed into her back, almost knocking CAS-C off her feet as she found herself looking at a mining robot the size of a goddamn excavator that had just come this close to offlining her. Just what the hell kind of power source did that hulking relic have anyway? She swiftly dispatched the two pirates with as many shots from her flechette launcher then hurriedly shut the blast barrier again. The thing had presumably been designed to protect miners from wayward shards of half-molten asteroid, so HOPEFULLY that would be enough to buy her some time as she tried to hack the other robot remotely.

“Come on, come on, come on,” she murmured to herself as she pierced the firewalls and searched for whatever code the pirates had used to hijack the mining rig, realizing distantly that she was actually anxious.

Just as she finally located what looked like the virus, the blast barrier she was hiding behind suddenly got ripped out of the solid rock by a massive steel claw.

“FUCK!”

Before she could react, the mining bot's claw wrapped around her torso and picked her up off the ground like it was nothing. CAS-C's ceramic armor shattered almost instantly, and her internal frame started to creak alarmingly until in a desperate race against time she managed to quarantine the malicious code.

“Oh mah gosh, I am so sorry darlin'.”

CAS-C froze, then stared incredulously as the intimidating bot that had almost killed her spoke in a sweet voice and set her down gently.

“I don't know what came over me,” it continued as CAS-C ran an internal diagnostic on the damage she'd just received. Nothing that couldn't be fixed, but someone was gonna be stuck with one hell of a bill. Almost made her glad she was considered property just so she wouldn't be the one who had to pay it.

“By the authority of the United Confederation of Planets, you are hereby impounded pending further investigation,” CAS-C vocalized with an electronic stutter. Damn, her voicebox must have gotten crushed a little too.

“Yeah, that makes sense,” the mining bot replied bashfully. “No worries darlin', I'll come quietly.”

“Jesus Cass, you let a bunch of indolent pirates do THIS to you?”

The ship's maintenance engineer was a blond man by the name of Reggie, who sported a really, REALLY hideous goatee, but was otherwise a decent sort.

“They had a mining bot,” CAS-C replied defensively.

“A mining bot did this?” the man said incredulously. “I've seen you rapid destructively disassemble a B series with your bare hands.”

“It was really big,” CAS-C declared hotly.

“Fine, fine, if you say so,” Reggie said teasingly. “Heard it was brought aboard, so I suppose I'll be examining it at some point myself. Now hold still, gotta unfasten your armor plates before I can diagnose the rest of your damage.”

Fortunately the cruiser had enough spare parts in storage that Reggie had been able to fix her up without having to pull into a spaceport to resupply. Afterwards CAS-C went down to the cargo bay to take a better look at the impounded mining rig.

It was a lot less humanoid than she was, didn't even have a faceplate. Blocky and industrial, with construction yellow paint that was flaking off in places. Its heavy plating was pockmarked by minor dents left by not so minor rock impacts, and the design was the kind they didn't even make anymore but kept in circulation because the things had been built to last.

“You awake?” CAS-C asked.

The bulwark of metal stirred and one of its headlights turned on.

“Sure am darlin', how can I help ya?”

CAS-C emitted an electronic note that was her equivalent of a sigh and plopped down.

“Thought you'd like to know you just cost the Navy about seven million credits.”

“I am mighty sorry about that,” the bot replied in a voice so earnest that CAS-C couldn't help but feel like it meant it. She beeped again.

“Got a name?”

“The boys called me Big Gerta, but you can call me Gertie,” the mining bot answered amiably.

“Gertie,” CAS-C repeated, committing the name to memory. “I have to admit, you kinda caught me off guard earlier. Wasn't expecting a century old model to pack such a whallop. What have you got under the hood anyway?”

“Thorium reactor,” Gertie replied proudly, thumping its chassis with its claw. “Most of that's just for the laser though, a lot of the moving parts comes down to simple hydraulics. You know what they say, if it ain't broke don't fix it.”

CAS-C winced at the word 'broke' and patted the new ceramic plates she'd just had installed.

“My manufacturer would argue otherwise, but in light of recent events I may have to concede your point.”

CAS-C came by several times in the following week to keep the mining bot company. There was quite a heated legal dispute going on between the Navy and the mining company over who was liable for what damages, and until THAT was settled Gertie wasn't going anywhere. That said, CAS-C found herself quite liking the bot despite the circumstances of their first meeting.

One evening, as they passed a bootlegged spike loaded with a mildly intoxicating piece of malware back and forth, the assault synth admitted “Remember when you picked me up off the floor? That was pretty hot.”

Gertie chuckled as it reached to take the spike from CAS-C and give itself another hit.

“Ya like my hydraulics, huh? If you ask real nice I might do it again. Gentle like.”

CAS-C froze a moment, processor working overtime as she replayed that sound clip and considered the implications.

“Would you?” she asked in a small voice.

Gertie glanced over with the spike halfway to its port, then set it down on a nearby crate and leaned over. CAS-C felt a thrill run through her frame as that formidable claw encircled her waist, and gingerly picked her up as though she weighed no more than a can of grease.

“Hehe, you're really strong,” the assault synth giggled, a little loopy from the spike they'd been sharing.

“And you're real purty,” Gertie said softly.

CAS-C increased the resolution of her optics to better appreciate the massive bot holding her up. She'd long since stopped seeing Gertie as an obsolete model, a bucket of rusting bolts. As she examined her every dent and scratch now, she saw a pillar of strength and endurance, whose weathered exterior only made her more distinguished.

“Stars I want to interface with you,” she blurted out without thinking before clapping her hands over her voicebox. Thankfully, Gertie didn't seem to take offense.

“Hell, I'm up for it if you are,” the bot replied with a playful lilt to its southern drawl. “You ain't gonna get in trouble for it are you?”

“Only if I get caught, and I won't,” CAS-C said eagerly. “I figured out how to falsify my cache ages ago. Let's do it, please?”

She wasn't usually this forward, but the piece of malware they'd been sharing had her circuits buzzing and the mining rig she'd developed a crush on looked like an angel with the digital artifacting afflicting her optics.

Gertie brought her in close, pressing the smaller synth up against its chassis as it opened up its access port. CAS-C opened up the panel on her wrist as her jack emerged. She pulled out enough of the tether to have some slack in the line, then plugged into Gertie's port.

“I'm in,” CAS-C said with wonder as she injected herself into Gertie's systems. The bot's code was simple, but elegantly so. “You're beautiful!”

“Ain't so bad lookin' yourself,” Gertie replied with a chuckle. “I love a gal with some padding on her,” it said as its code intermingled with CAS-C's own dense and lengthy internal scripting. They pooled and intermingled in a sea of virtual kisses and caresses, while in physical space their respective frames started venting heavily to disperse the heat building in their CPUs. As more and more of each others code intermingled, the need for spoken words broke down, sending raw impulses of thought and emotion back and forth until the only noises either of them were emitting from their speakers was inarticulate beeps and tones.

They were so lost in each other in fact, that neither of them noticed when they were no longer alone until Reggie cleared his throat to get their attention. CAS-C squeaked in alarm and tried to pull herself off of the mining bot she'd been making out sloppy style with, but with the jack still plugged in and the tether obviously connecting them like a string of spit, it was blatantly obvious what they'd just been doing. Reggie however just held his hands up reassuringly.

“Look, I don't give a fuck what you two get up to when the officers ain't watching, but I need this back,” he said, picking up the spike CAS-C had pilfered from his workshop earlier.

“Next time just ASK before taking my things. Fuckin' hornbot,” he muttered before walking off.

CAS-C and Gertie exchanged sheepish glances, and CAS-C eventually broke the silence.

“Guess the moment's over?” she asked timorously.

“I can keep going,” Gertie said in all seriousness.

They stared at each other in silence, then resumed the business of furiously making out.