#netherhound

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Turbo Netherhound

483D7F / A6212D / 5E2024 / 6AFA2C / A96655

[queen-scribbles]

Okay, I've mostly made up my mind about who gets what pets from the LOTRO faire, but one question remains:

[endermlm]

making this post again cos tumblr is mean

one of my mob ideas is a NETHERHOUND, like hellhound but for minecraft

theyre slightly bigger than wolves and do slight burning damage when they bite you, they can appear in packs of up to 5 and like wolves if you hurt one the rest will hurt you. they can get aggro if you get too close but you can give them bones or coal to calm them down. fire and lava dont harm them but rain and water do

im not good at drawing it but their skeletal parts are similar to the wither skeletons (color/ design wise)

[scp-10000]

Massive Au

Yes, here I am again using this as my daily writing, and flexing my creative muscles on a fandom au instead of actually writing my own danmed book.  Oh well.

This is my Hermitcract, Empires, Truly Bedrock, Evo, 3rd/Last Life, Afterlife au that formed after I watched Gem’s Afterlife Sereis; Everyone has 1 life and 1 origin.  

-Since I ended on Martyn last post, let’s start with Netty.  She’s a bush baby standing about 2 and a half feet tall(or shorter than the 1 full block/meter I give to woodland creatures like the trash pandas) who nursed Martyn back to health in her treetop home when he first arived.  She also fought off Ly when Zlonathan sent her to go see what’s up with the new stranger who fell from the sky.  Netty made Ly to back off with her longsword skills.  

-Big B, Ren, and Shubble are dogs.  Not wolves, domestic dogs.  Or more like half feral dogs.  They don’t really need to live by villager civilizations, but it is easier.  It’s also easier to build a house over the existing village and put a window and a couch by the front door just for all 3 of them to bark at visitors.  There was also that one time Zloy corrupted them and made them netherhounds, dogs who can breath fire and cast horrable spells on prey.  Luckally Martyn kicked Zloy’s ass for that one and lifted uncorrupted them.

-Joey’s a reaper.  He was a regular villager before he died, but when he did a reaper gave Joey his job and screwed off to an afterlife not even Joey knows about.  Joey guides dead things to the afterlife they go to, and he does a decent job at it.  One thing he doesn’t enjoy about the job is seeing the ocasional undead thing crop up.

-There are two branches of Mentalist, those with powers like telekenesis, hypnosis, and mind reading, and those with the ability to physically absorb knowledge and beam it directly into peoples’ brains.  Hypno is the former, and Joe is the latter.  Hypno has no problem using his telekenesis and hypnosis to mess with people(ask xB, Keralis, or Jevin), but he’ll usually stay out of people’s minds.  The only exceptions he made were with Joe, who he later tried to force to sleep cause Joe hasn’t slept in days, and both the dragon gods, which caused a mental overload that Joe had to drain out.  Remember when I said Hypno tried to get Joe to sleep?  That didn’t work because on the simple factor Hypno’s branch of Mentalist can only use their mind reading powers on Joe’s branch.  Hypno’s self care telekenesis and hypnosis did not work on Joe.  However, they did work on Joey.  You see, Joe knows a way to avoid death that doesn’t involve becoming undead, and Joey’d kill to keep that secret.  Joe’s not decide what he wants to do with it, but one day he died.  Joey was this close to reaping him when Hypno came in and begged hypnotised Joey into not taking Joe.  And it worked.  Joey walked away, and when he was far enough Joe came back to life, and he was not able to be harvested that day.

-Since Hypno’s hypnosis is based both on looking him in the eyes and hearing his comands, it might not work so well on Jimmy.  Jimmy is a Warden who paints eyes on where eyes should be in an attempt to not scare people.  When Warden Jimmy was young, he lived in a cave closer to the surface.  One day while was playing he found the surface.  The young Warden tottled around experiencing the new sounds when he found an group of people who got scared of him and chased him deep into a cave...with an ancient city...where like 5 Wardens lived.  Needless to say the mob was slaughtered, and their life force was used to feed young Jimmy before he burrowed with the rest of his kind.  Wardens are incredible parents who regularly leave the cave to hunt for their children, pretty much always play with them, and will fight to the death for their young, and we’re talking the death of a creature that’s really hard to kill.  When Jimmy left his parents to find a habitat of his own, he met the Scott and friends and did not get a fraction of the respect his parents showered on him.

This next section is for nether creaturs who are now living on the overworld due to a massive ongoing disaster.  I want yall to guess what that disaster could be before I tell you about it.

-Silent was a piglin wandering the nether gathering gold.  Not once in his life would he have ever considered walking through a nether portal into the strange cold world.  However, the disaster showed up and he had to choose between death and the portal.  He went through the portal, and supprise it also had death.  He died and became a zombie piglin wandering around Zloy’s redstone basement.  Zloy just let him live there, and in about a week he understood redstone and made his first noise machine just to annoy Zloy.  Zloy wasn’t sure weather to be proud or annoyed.

-Joel and Tango are Blazeborn who both hate rain and half wisdom as a dump stat.  They also spooked each other one dark night in the woods and caused a massive forest fire, but that’s another story.  I would also be lying if I say “aside from that they’d be upstanding citizens”.  Tango will absolutely prank the hels out of people for messing with him, and Joel will mess with people just cause.  Despite the water, the overworld is more welcoming than the nether with the disaster still going on.  Tango discovered redstone and was left to his own devices, and Joel married Lizzy and swore he would help her take her thrown as the true trash panda ruler.

-Impy is a strange creature.  He’s an Impmallow, a little nether imp shaped like a squishmallow, and no one understans how he flutters around on his little wings.  He even looks adorable when he’s mad, with his little pout, stamping his little feet and waggling his little scorpion tail.  The only scary thing about him are the noises he makes.  Impy can mimic any noise he ever hears and makes custom noises a lot.  It’s almost like the little guy has a Goxlr in his throat.  Honestly, even without the disaster going on, he’d have a hard time living in the general nether cause of how many other things that would attack him for being small and cute, so living in the overworld is great for him.  It’s also funny watching them freak out whenever he sneaks up on them and makes weird noises.

Did you guess the nether disaster yet?  Well if you haven’t I’m gonna tell you.

-The nether disaster’s name is Xisumavoid.  X is a normal dude in the overworld, but his origin is based off The Doom Slayer.  He loves tea, curry, music, and having conversations, and he would not attack unprovoked in the overworld.  In the nether if you’re a nether mob or your origin is one, it’s on sight.  He will try and kill you.  He’s even been seen going after striders and impmallows, so being passive is not going to help.  He also regains health, armor durability, weapon durablity, and/or ammo after each kill, so there’s that.  

[terra-drone]

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my netherhound post is actually getting a fair few notes now huh

[elatxsarchived]

Tell me, Chicken.

Put  “Tell Me” in my ask and my muse will answer

If you snuck into my room I would:

[ X ] Go back to sleep

[] Kick you out

[] Cuddle with you

[] Be like “How in the world?”

[ X ] Let you sleep on the floor

[] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged, depending upon character/gender) I would:

[] Kiss or hug you back

[] Smile and laugh

[] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable

[ X ] Push you away

[] Be shocked

[ X ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[ X ] No

[] Yes

[] Most certainly not.

[] Without hesitation.

You are:

[] Cute

[] Adorable

[] Attractive

[] Beautiful

[ X ] Okay

[ X ] Ugly

[] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[] Stranger

[ X ] Acquaintance

[] Ally

[] Friend

[] Love

[] Rival

[] Enemy

I find you to be:

[] Pathetic

[] Off no consequence

[] Intriguing

[] Frightening

[] Unsettling

[ X ] Annoying

[] Infuriating

[] Pleasant company

[] Comforting

[]  Unable to be lived without

[] Trustworthy

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@netherhound

Unlike the last time he saw Selena in the community center, Seven is now back to his usual self, save for dark circles beneath his eyes. Aside from this, it’s almost like the conversation never happened when he smiles and waves her over. 

“Hey, Puerignis! Or, Selena...which one do you prefer? I’ll commit it to memory.” 

[viderxanima]

“...You know how hard it is to escape from hell? Well, it’s hell”

[yesterdayssin]

from one awoo to two awoo

What’s the first, most very obvious thing to do when you arrive on an island in your most hated human form. Is it to wander around in this form, figuring out your whereabouts or to return to a shape more native to you? The answer for Toby was the latter, his eagerness to return to his wolf form was the truest part of his character. Thus, he began a run down the beach of this new found land. It occurred rather quickly, how his human-feet turned to paws, four legs now trekking through the sand rather than two. It felt good -- he felt free. Free enough that the more he ran about the sands, the more energetic he became. The ivory colored wolf began rolling about on his back, yipping barks here and there. And, finally the sense of other canine-like animals seemed to hit him. Common to his own, the great white wolf settled on his haunches and readied his breathing.

“AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~~~” This loud howl filled the sky around him. He wanted to call them -- to beckon and see and meet them. 

[magiavode-blog]

"Breathe. Come on.. breathe, please..!" There's desperation and fear in her voice--she might be crying a little, too.

Post trauma angst starters.

          He’s overworked himself yet again. To the point that he’s both MENTALLY and PHYSICALLY exhausted, and he honestly just wants to go to sleep; but there’s no time. He needs to find a way to get out of this place, and back to the Kingdom that’s relying on him, that needs him. So he doesn’t stop - carries on reading and making notes and more reading late into the night. 

          It gets to the point that he’s in desperate need of a drink and something to eat; something he’s neglected to do all day, instead staying locked away in his room. It doesn’t matter to him that it’s now two in the morning.

          He makes it about halfway down the stairs of the castle before he starts to feel dizzy, the sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach rising rapidly until he feels like he’s going to throw up. He doesn’t know if it’s the lack of sleep or food or hydration but what he does know is that he’s wobbling on shaky legs and then crashing to the floor, landing in a heap with one hand clutching on to the banister and the other flat against his head as though to stop the pain.  

          Leo can’t see straight, vision blurry and he can’t breathe. It SCARES him, and he’s panicking, only serving to make it all worse. 

          Then suddenly there’s a face in front of him, peering worriedly at him and he still has the overwhelming feeling that he’s going to pass out. He feels weak and it DISGUSTS him. The prince shrinks away from the other, pulling away because he could never accept someone’s help. Leo doesn’t want this feeling, and a hand bunches over his chest because he’s not wearing armour, not wearing the thing he feels secure in, instead he’s just wearing loose nightclothes that leave him so defenseless. 

                                           “ Breathe. Come on.. breathe, please..! ”

          He can make out the voice to be Selena’s, and he’s loathe to admit that it does make him feel a little better. Her voice is edged with fear and desperation, and there’s a crack in her voice. She places a hand on his shoulder, shakes him a little, and this time Leo doesn’t shrink away. He feels like her voice has pulled him back down to earth, and he breathes again; takes in a big gulp of air and then everything is spinning back to reality again. 

          When his vision steadies, he can see her face clearly, can see the tear marks down her cheeks, cheeks flushed red because of the crying. He SCARED her; made her WORRY. All of a sudden a crashing wave of guilt washes over him as he calms himself. His body is still shaky as he brings himself to look up at her, and he’s half expecting her to yell, but there’s only fear in her eyes. 

          Pounding in his head subsiding, he reaches out a shaky arm to give her a pat on the head. But it feels too simple for the worry he put her through. So instead, he wraps thin, unsteady arms around her and pulls her into an awkward embrace. He’s not used to this sort of thing, but he feels bad.

               “ I’m sorry, I’m okay now. I’m fine… thank you for helping me. ”

[queen-scribbles]

Whyyyy are there so many good cosmetics/pets for the Summer Faire?! This is rude, I'm gonna be playing LOTRO til I see it in my dreams there's so much I WANT. xD

First order of business is the netherhound for Hal and one of the peacocks for Cele, but there are so many outfits I wannnntttttt. For the boys and for Hira, Ziin, and various others

[skelthesanseton-blog]

In response to this ask

“You wouldn’t understand. And even if you did it wouldn’t matter, you can’t fix this. No one can.”

Sans sat, knees pulled up to his chest, with his head buried in his arms. He’d been crying for a while, and the tears were starting to stain his jacket. Sans thought he had this place all to himself, that no one would find him. Episodes like this usually passed after an hour or two, so he didn’t want anyone to worry. The last thing he wanted was to be a burden.

“But it’s ok. I’m alright.”

He wiped his eyes and tried to force a smile, but it wasn’t very convincing. He took one look at Selena, before retreating back into his own arms, and sobbing some more.

[hyacinthomilitis-blog]

Rin was used to being looked at oddly by strangers, especially since it became a better known fact that he was a demon, but this... was more odd than normal, wasn’t it? That red-headed girl was looking at him like he was a family member that had just raised from the dead. What in the world was that about?

“Uh... Are you alright?”

Wait... When he paid more attention, wasn’t this girl a demon? It didn’t look like she was doing any harm right now, but what was going on here?

[hurricanes-and-butterflywin-blog]

Upon learning he had been entered in a sand sculpture tournament, Minato spent the better part of the last twelve hours carefully planning and preparing for quite the intricate sculpture. Blue prints, measurements, everything was all there and secured in a small folder he held under his arm.  He had yet to meet his partner, but he hoped that she would be receptive to the plan that he had. Minato was only interested in winning, after all, and he was hoping his partner would be just as into it as he was.  Until she would arrive, Minato began collecting piles of wet sand and plotting out a rather large area where he would display their sculpture. He carefully referred back to his sketches and diagrams, making absolutely certain that he followed it with total accuracy.  As per the “mascot” of Solitude, Minato had designed a sculpture that resembled a very regal goat, postured like a sphynx with an incredibly ornate headress. He hoped that his partner was okay with this idea...after all, it would take some convincing for him to change his mind. 

[tinytantei-blog]

netherhound !!

Sure, he had heard rumors of a large dog prowling around Solitude, but it wasn’t like he was one to believe in such superstitions. Hound of the Baskervilles and all that, right?

Of course, one’s perspective often changed when they were up close and personal with the rumor in question.

“Nice....doggie...?” His mind wasn’t sure whether to be terrified or mesmerized, so his paralysis was attributed to a good mixture of both.