#on a whole ‘nother plane of existence

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

I'd say that in the middle of above and below Is limbo.. or the middle! Basically maybe where wallys trying to contact us? Or maybe someone?

LIMBO THAT'S THE BITCH - i couldn't for the life of me recall the correct word, thank you

honestly i think Wally is contacting our world through it, but i doubt he's in it... if the pits / portals / possible entrances to limbo are the source of the black stuff, i have a feeling that Wally might not want to be in there. Between Places are rarely fun to exist inside of, anyway.

[askholycouncillor]

fucking bird

I have wings, yes, but I am no bird.

[weenwrites]

TFP Optimus Prime, Bumbleee, and Shockwave with a human S/O who just casually mentions they've been to the Backrooms? Like they would always/sometimes mentions their past dangerous 'adventures' through countless Levels of the Backrooms, and would refuse to elaborate further (for fun, of course. The human would tell stories regardless) and the human is so deadpan/casual about it.

...Like imagine during a sppedway chase with the decepticons or the baddies, and the human would be like:

"Y'know, I've been chased like this before. In Level RUN For Your Life!. Different thing is that instead of Decepticons and cars, I gotta run through a straight hallway for 10 kilometers on foot whilst being chased by a horde of Smilers, Hounds, Skinstealers, Partygoers. Good times."

"the WHAT–"

I'm not sure if this counts as a crossover or no, so I'm sorry if it is—

A/N: Yipee ki-yay I like writing about the backrooms, so thank you!

[ Please do not repost, plagiarize, or use my writing for AI! Translating my work with proper credit is acceptable, but please ask first! ]

Optimus

It's needless to say that's concerned about your past experiences in this alternate dimension. He's not quite sure what to make of your attitude towards the backrooms, so he doesn't ask you much about it, but he does offer to lend an ear to let you open up about your experiences.

Bumblebee

He already thought that the shadowzone sounded bad enough, but to think that there's a whole 'nother dimension or world that you can fall into without the need of two groundbridges! He doesn't understand how you can be so jovial about an experience that nearly killed you, but he's amazed that you were able to survive there for who knows how long with all these things that want to kill you.

Since you seem pretty ok with talking about it, he'll ask you more about what it was like, how you got there, how you left, et cetera.. And if he ever learns that anyone can get stuck in the backrooms, he starts to get a little worried. What if you disappear there again? What if he disappears there? Ever since then he's started veering away from any "weirdly lit areas" or uncomfortable places in general, and it'll take him a while to let it go.

Shockwave

He's not as disconcerted as you might expect. As he studied spacebridge technology and all the niche and esoteric sciences one would need to comprehend in order to engineer a space bridge, he became no stranger to the concept of alternate planes of existence, and these experiences of yours only corroborate his hypothesis. However, according to your experiences it sounds like the backrooms are of little use or value to him as of now.

Such an unstable environment could be a trove of endless potential and knowledge, yet without a reliable method of guaranteed transportation between the two worlds, it's more of a liability than an advantage over the autobots.

[moonpool-system]

How's system travel work? Like, what's your& process for performing it, or for performing astral travel? How might one learn to do something like that themselves?

I'd also like to know more about the experiences you've had that corroborate your belief in system travel. For full transparency: The concept of systemhopping does sound very unbelievable to me, but I'm always curious to learn more and be proven wrong.

Excited to learn more ^_^/) !

Hi, thank you so much for the ask! (re: this post) Infodumping ahead!

Disclaimer: This is our belief and our method! This doesn't reflect the view of all astral travelers

Our process for performing system travel ties deeply into both our belief in chaos magick via the collective subconscious and our own hyperphantasia & synesthesia. Chaos magick generally hypothesizes that the living subconscious as a plane of existence is a well of energy, from which manifestations spring forth upon intense belief in or focus on them. For example, a single person hypothesizes a deity; this person believes in the deity deeply and spreads the concept to other people, whom then begin to believe in the deity deeply as well. The devotion of time and energy allows the deity to manifest within the collective subconscious, gain a sort of consciousness if this is how they're believed in, and communicate with/enact on the physical realm around them. This is how both a lot of "collective thoughtforms" work, and how most pop culture paganism works, plus some string theory a la fictionsourced past lives or soulbonding. It's also the basis for both spiritual and psychological(check out Jungian theory) shadow work. (yes this is where Persona™ came from) (this is also why we consider our tulpamancy metaphysical but thats a WHOLE nother post)

So stemming off of this concept of manifestation based on intense thought & belief, we personally work with those in our headspaces that used to have outerworld powers in their past life memories. Many of them can still use these powers to an extent within headspace, and luckily for us, our partner system has many members that utilize a magic realm known as the "Warp", a perfectly useful representation of a physical manifestation of the collective subconscious. This is ideal because it means my dearest friend Magnus is used to working with a tangible representation of metaphysical sub/conscious energy- exactly what we'd need. To locate us, he hones in on the bonds we share, similarly to how a soulbonder connects with their soulbond. (This is made easier due to the fact a few of us across the system are canonmates, not just sourcemates) Once he's got the connection established, he opens up a shortcut for other members to travel through. This takes a lot of the work of learning astral travel off of every individual member, instead letting someone skilled act as a sort of manager and "flight" attendant. We know someone has either left or arrived due to our synesthesia, since the colors and other sensations we experience when the member leaves/arrives will disappear/reappear. Since then though, we've also transferred back and forth metaphysical artifacts that perform the complicated part for us so we can initiate travel as well. We have a couple members that perform astral travel outside the system often for other reasons also, so it's not like we're relying completely on our partner system's skills or anything. The connection goes both ways.

Since I know I'm gonna get a follow-up ask about this from someone: yes we have tried to communicate with people that've left, halfway just for shits and giggles and half because we have a bunch of scientists in this system. What happens is essentially an "impression" is left behind- it's kinda like an NPC, where you can sorta communicate with them on a set list of dialogue but there's no real conscious will behind it. It kind of feels like communicating with an old, broken record player or tape deck. It keeps skipping back, moving tracks, repeating the same things over and over again, warped and out of tune. It's pretty unsettling and creepy so we don't usually do it, especially because if we were to accidentally form someone new and then the original person came back, that'd be uh. A Unique Problem™

We're run by a logically minded system manager, so of course we're always looking for things to support and substantiate our spiritual beliefs. Our goal is not necessarily to have a proveable theory for how metaphysics works, but at least something that doesn't starkly contrast reality and science as we know it. (That's why we often cite string theory, the theory of ten dimensions, and Jungian psychological concepts in our spirituality) As such, we look for evidence to believe our travel has actually occurred, and the brain is not just creating long lasting phantoms while the original member goes uncontactable. What we've seen here are throughlines and consistencies lining up with how members' memories seem to grow muddled when they've either been in back for too long or when recalling exomemories. If something doesn't happen in front, we often have trouble telling the details of exactly what happened- it takes focusing pretty hard and going through to piece things back together to get a solid picture. However, we know that things Do Actually Happen in headspace out of front, because we've had members corroborate each other separately on manners such as the layout of headspace, personal relationships, etc. Similarly, we've seen the same thing happen with system travel, including: two members getting into a relationship while they traveled and then acting romantically with each other upon returning without needed to affirm to each other what had happened, members recalling the product of physical training with their mindforms taught by another outside the system, one member pranking us by dumping a bunch of stuff through without telling us first and us receiving them before we were informed in the outerworld, and more.

There does tend to be one problem though, and it's something we've dubbed "the Missing Word problem". It's something that happens with our past life memories too. (This is presumably partly because our memory retention and processing problems affect names and other proper nouns extremely intensely, but it affects our partner system too in reference to system hopping.) Essentially, the Missing Word problem arises when a member goes to say a word they're aware they know, are certain they know - however since the brain doesn't, they can't speak it clearly, and all that comes out is the vague shape of a word. This is the biggest problem when it comes to information transfer- most memory is stored in, y'know, the Brain, and spiritual memories can be hard to hold onto. (If they weren't, knowing about your past lives might be commonplace!) Along the same vein, we've had members with fictionsourced past lives predict canon in uncanny and obscure ways with their memories, but they're always more broken and fragmented unless they have canon to gague themselves off of.

- in conclusion/TLDR: We rely heavily on visualization and shared mental costructs in order to establish connection and send people through. We base our metaphysics on Chaos Magick as a base metaphysical system. We've seen our headmates corroborate emotions and concepts separately as well as experience travel effects without front being notified first, and while it's not perfect, it's okay for us. System travel is no more shocking or different than a long-distance or visiting soulbond, it's just that people become way more aware of the unproven nature of spirituality once you involve multiple bodies on this Earth engaging in the practice.

[tetsukuroos]

k.t | Take A Chance

Part 3. The Elusive Past of Coach Nekoma

It had been a week since I moved my essentials from the dorms at Aoba Johsai to my dad’s house. Tooru and I shared a hearty goodbye before I left where he treated me to a meal that cut short after we had been bombarded by a crowd of fans that spotted the ‘familiar’ back of his head. He promised to try and visit, and that was all he could do. Which was enough for me. I didn’t tell Iwaizumi that I was leaving. When I finally felt settled in, I redecorated my old room, tidied it up and renewed my closet that had been filled with clothes that I abandoned a year ago. Most of them no longer fit me. Mainly the jerseys. There was a certain weight on my chest when I held them up, their colours and design almost unrecognisable unless completely unfolded. For some reason, those hurt the most to throw out. I felt my hand cramp when I tossed them to the side, pushing them deeper into the pile of clothes that would soon find their new home in the trash.

The organisation had come to a stop when the clock ticking in the corner of my room became a little too loud. Distant shuffles came nearer, followed by a cough.

“You should have been at the school by now, Izumi,” my dad said, tapping his wrist as if he had a watch on it. I smiled thinly and nodded, grabbing my bag and phone before leaving with a quiet ‘see you soon, dad’.

Their practices usually started after school. That’s what dad said. Some came late, some came early, some came on time. My feet were already moving by the time I hopped off the bus, beginning a light sprint towards the school’s gym. To my surprise, I was greeted by an eerie silence. No balls, no slaps, no laughs. Entering the gym on my own was a whole nother feeling. Chills ran through my body and my heart skipped a beat as a handful of breaths were stolen from my lungs. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe, I could only move. I walked as if the floor wasn’t there, shifting my weight onto planes of nothing, existing in a realm of something. I got used to the cold biting my arms, embracing me like something uncomfortably familiar.

“What am I even doing here?” I uttered to myself, looking at a stray volleyball on the floor. I leaned down and picked it up, sighing at the poles extruding from the floors, the net yet to be strung up.

It took me thirty minutes to do it on my own. Thirty minutes of dragging the net across the ground, realising that it was way heavier than I remembered it being. I strained myself, pushing harder on my good leg and shuffling across the floors with the other. When I had finally gotten it up, I stared at my work and shook my head. Disappointment lingered in the air, feeling more bitter than the cold did. I picked up the stray volleyball once again, running it in circles against the palms of my hands.

“I hate this place!” I screamed, throwing the ball forward. It flung against the net, bouncing off and back onto the floor with a weak slap.

Again, it found its way into my hands. I don’t remember when, but somewhere between the I hate this place and the I hate this game and the I hate this, I had picked the ball up once, twice, three times, maybe even four. Each time, the ball landed back in front of me. Each time, the two handed throws became one handed throws, which then became a weak attempt at a spike, which then became a movement of memory. My muscles, imagining the patterns, indulging in the memory, the feelings, the adrenaline, fought to show that my body could never forget as well as my mind had tried to.

“Fuck!” I shouted as my wrist flicked forward, slamming my palm against the ball. Finally, the ball flew through the air, shooting past the net and onto the other side of the court, filling the gym with echoes of the ball hitting the floor. Finally, the ball no longer landed in front of me.

“Wow.” A low, sly whistle mixed in with the last moments of the balls’ echo, followed by a singular clap. “That was pretty good form.”

I gasped and turned to the sound, my cheeks warming at the sight of Nekoma’s captain leaning against the gym’s door frame. His lips curled into a smirk, his arms crossed over one another.

“Didn’t your mother teach you not to stare,” I bit back at him, huffing in annoyance.

“I was complimenting you?” He scoffed.

“Well don’t,” I turned back away. “It’s uncomfortable.”

“Fine.” Heavy footsteps made their way towards the centre of the gym, closer to me, closer to the ball. I watched as he leaned down and picked the ball up from the other side of the court. “You looked stiff and the ball almost hit the net.”

“I don’t need pointers.”

“Exactly.” He smiled again, a smug tone to his voice. “Aren’t you supposed to be our coach?”

“Everyone can make a mistake every once in a while. Maybe give the pointers to your own team, captain, the one that’s actually playing in a tournament.”

“Don’t you ever get tired of being so snarky?”

I shut my mouth and shook my head. There was no use arguing. I already hated the feeling of being here. Adding another form of tension would only push me to make a decision that would break my father’s heart.

“So, what were you? Outside? Opposite?” He leaned down a little, squinting his eyes as his thumb and pointer finger rubbed at his chin in contemplation. “You’re a bit too short to be middle.”

“That’s none of your business.”

“It was a good spike though,” he chuckled to himself. “Maybe libero?”

“Drop it,” I urged, biting back the curses dancing on the tip of my tongue.

“Too mean to be a captain.”

“Fuck you!” I shouted, grinding my teeth together to say anything further.

His mouth had opened to respond, cut short by the cheery ‘hellos’ of Yaku and Lev as they entered the gym. I spared no glance towards him as I retreated towards the storage room, the weight on my body growing more uncomfortable with the added heat of a glare burning into the back of my head.

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ Take A Chance Synopsis

After a year in hiding, Izumi Nekomata is tasked with coaching the Nekoma High men's volleyball team after her father falls ill. Izumi reluctantly agrees despite her past with the sport and swallows her pride to fulfill her father's wishes.

Meeting the rowdy team and their charismatic captain, she is taught to love what she once lost and let go of what had been holding her back.

ˋ°•*⁀➷ Pairing

Kuroo Tetsurou x F! Reader

A/N: Another part out!! It takes so much editing to do the boys’ gc but it’s so worth it when it comes out looking nice. Let me know if you guys are interested in a tag list x

[arlerts-angel]

Hi! Congratz on the 1k follower <33

Trying myself out for your matching event with one of the TokyoRev boys <3

Physically; I'm a 159cm tall (well short lol-) European girl with a rather pudgy/curvy body type. I have blue eyes and short brow hair that I tend to keep in a pixie cut though right now it's a bit longer!

Personality wise I'm a bit of a mess. Around strangers I'm a bit socially awkward but very kind and polite. But around my friends I can be goofy and even a bit loud when I talk about something I'm passionate about! I make a lot of hands gestures when I talk and I have a tendency to space out, lose my words or get distracted by something else in the middle of a sentence which can be a bit annoying. I'm kind of a crybaby too? It's a trait that's hard to describe but I'm easily hurt and can shed tears easily when something upsets me like getting yelled at. Which I dislike strongly.

I've also been told I can have quite a brazen attitude and can be quite mean sometimes when it comes to business and serious matter. I'm a bit merciless and lack diplomacy and tact.

I'm also a certified horse girl/equestrian/horse rider as I own 30 horses (yes, yes, 30 horses) and I'm a huge animal lover who spends all of her free times either herping, raising tadpoles or saving injured animals.

That's all there is to say about me! Sorry might've gone a bit in too much details lol-

𝑰𝑻'𝑺 𝑨 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑪𝑯!

my darling, you've been matched with angry!! i feel like the two of you would just GET each other. like, on a whole nother plane of existence!! angry would also never ever yell at you because he's a pacifist !! <33 souya is always doctoring mikey up, so he'll help you care for the injured animals!

[zilliondollarpussy]

Why should I worry about the past when my consciousness and awareness is LITERALLY ON A WHOLE NOTHER LEVEL AND LAYER OF PLANE OF EXISTENCE, everything has been utterly revised into my own favor rn and I have absolutely everything my soul and heart truly craves and desires 🥰🥰🥰🥰✨✨💞

[safesthaveninexistence]

"I'M SO GRATEFUL FOR MY IMMEASURABLY BEYOND GOD-TIER UNIMPEDED REALITY SHIFTING GAME" VAUNT

My unimpeded reality-shifting game is IMMEASURABLY BEYOND GOD-NOTCH. My unimpeded reality-shifting game is BEYOND MINDSHATTERING AND JAWDROPPINGLY EXISTENCESHATTERING. My unimpeded reality-shifting game only ENDLESSLY UPGRADES. My unimpeded reality-shifting game is too INSANELY MAGNIFICENTLY AND MAJESTICALLY BREATHTAKING. My unimpeded reality-shifting game defies everything conventionally known to mankind. My unimpeded reality-shifting game should be straight up impossible!! My reality-shifting ability too exceedingly unimpeded. My reality-shifting is immeasurably beyond terrifyingly, monstrously, awe-inspiringly, impossibly, jawdroppingly, improbably, unrealistically, impractically, undeniably, instantly, rapidly and Magically GOD-TIER. My ultraformidable reality-shifting game shatters every single body's minds and very existence. I got this insanest ability to shift existence into another plane of reality ANY SINGLE TIME I desire no matter how utterly disparate it is from my previous reality. I go to sleep and utterly wake up in a WHOLE 'NOTHER ROOM IN A WHOLE 'NOTHER BREATHTAKING BETTER AND MORE UPGRADED ENHANCED REALITY THAT IT VIOLENTLY BLOWS MY MIND! I even conjure up whole new ideal realities I want to shift up to. I'm so blessed with the excruciatingly rarest gift of reality selection so I can effortlessly and automagically select any ideal realities I crave to be in and is instantly shifted there. There's literally no limitations for me when it comes to reality shifting. My indomitably ultraformidable reality-shifting game only gets insaner and insaner, more and more inconceivably and unimaginably mindblowing. My indomitably ultraformidable reality-shifting game only gets more and more breathtakingly undeniable, blissful, exciting, fun, safer, powerful, potent, dominant, influential, easier, effortless, secure, dynamic and high-octane. My ultraformidable reality-shifting game is invigoratingly very extremely and intensely powerful. My ultraformidable reality-shifting thunderously booms with stupendously amazing energy!! My unimpeded reality-shifting game is relentless and nonstop, I achieve shit that should've taken me YEARS in a literal motherfucking blink of an eye because of the mindblowing and mindshattering power of my ultraformidable unimpeded insanest reality-shifting. My unprecedentedly ultraformidable unimpeded reality-shifting grows more and more unimaginably, existence-shatteringly and inconceivably mystical and supernatural. Thanks to my ultraformidable unimpeded reality-shifting game and abilities, I'm now the most powerful Unrivaled God of Effortless Reality Warping.✨

[pussyluvr2000]

Ate THC chocolate and drank thc arnold palmer before going to lunch with my mom, and im in a whole nother plane of existence

[snoopy-dyke]

doing the dishes while crying is a whole nother plane of existence for sure

[biggiecheezits]

Yk what sucks

some 400yo man who unironically wore a wig is leagues better than me at music

Like genuinely you can look at some of his simplest stuff and it blows mine out of the water all while looking like:

Like it's not even "oh he's better" NAW. He's on another fucking plane of existence with his music. Even if my imagination was directly translated to it's musical intentions on paper, Bach would prolly take a look and go "oh yeah I'll write a variation of it" and then we have a whole nother Johnny Cash "hurt" situation.

Because I genuinely cannot compare.

Have you ever seen those like 11yo art accounts where they suck but they're not self-aware enough for them to realize it and have no shame in doing so, and yet you can't call the art completly trash because after all it was done by a kid so you gotta grab a magnet and pin it to your fridge for a few weeks? Yea I'm that kid. I'm at the level where the adult goes "aww wow soo sweet" because they know it's the best my stupid child brain can do

And you know what, fine. I'm not a professional musician and will never be one. But music IS something I love, and it's hard to love when you're clutching at the paper mache statue instead of the one made of roman marble.

MAYBE, just maybe, I want something that I can be proud of myself about, that I can look and be happy, but I'm not sure if I'm too incompetitent or too hard on myself to be blind to this shit.

Speaking of shit, that's all the BS coming out of my mouth while I hardly stay awake. idek where I was going with this. No hard feelings Bachy boy. Go listen to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HB8-w5CvMls it goes hard af

[tnc-n3cl]

Was looking through your The Realm Walker map—do you have any thoughts on the geology of your lands outside Hyrule? Looking at some of those landforms, there must have been some spectacular process that would have created those.

Do I have thoughts on the geology of the other nations? Hehehe! Yes! Get ready for rambles!!!!

(Linky to the map.)

Okay so first off, you notice the "Empira Range"? That's those super tall mountains beyond the bottomless pit at Hyrule's north and west border that I call the Great Scar Canyon. (Which oddly thanks to the Sky Islands and flying machines in TotK you can see are green on top even though they're higher than the snow covered Hebra region, but that's a whole 'nother conversation...)

That name is important, but just telling you would spoil stuff (*cough* chapter 4 of The Ballad of Kass/chapter 6 of The Amnesiac Hero's Quest *cough*). However, I will talk about the "Pillars of Irudata." Those are the rock pillars and wall that keeps the ocean from flooding The Great Scar Canyon (GSC from here on). (And you can't reach them in game so technically they're "beyond" Hyrule I guess.)

Those were formed 10,000 years ago when Calamity Ganon and his hordes were curbstomped by the Divine Beasts and Guardians. The combination of the blast from the Beasts' canons and Ganon's malice rotting away the land threatened the pockets of the GSC that existed then (more on that in a bit) with flooding. So the Divine Beasts combined their powers over the elements to create the Pillars of Irudata as a dam.

The GSC was formed from a combination of things, west of Nero Hill was where The First Calamity went down. This was when Ganon first appeared in "Calamity Ganon" form, Hyrule was almost destroyed, First Calamity Link and First Calamity Zelda died sealing him, in the wake of this tragedy the nations outside of Hyrule came together with Hyrule and the Divine Beasts and Guardians were built.

However, Ganon's Malice poisoned the land around where he was slain, resulting in the rocky barren terrain you see in that area BotW/TotK. This accelerated erosion of that region forming part of the Great Scar Canyon. (If this idea seems at all familiar, yes it is inspired by the Calm Lands from Final Fantasy X.)

The rest of the GSC is from a combination of: mining operations to build all the Towers, Shrines, Divine Beasts, and Guardians, possibly weapons tests of the Divine Beasts, 10,000 years of erosion, and that previously mentioned important reason for the Empira Range's name. (Speaking of which, part(s) of the Empira Range was formed by the waste from mining out the GSC.)

(Not geology, but Takandi Village marked on the map, that was an old mining town populated by Rito and Gorons in the olden days.)

Holoryna

The nation of Holoryna is effectively a combination of Holodrum and Labrynna from Oracle of Seasons and Oracle of Ages (respectively). The geography would mimic those two game maps to an extent, the inclusion of the Inner Sea reflects the ocean area of Labrynna and the speculation on the Zelda Wiki about the two nation's orientation towards one another. (Also I was hoping for some kind of Wind Waker like experience from BotW2 before seeing the first reveal trailer and though I'd just do my own thing.)

One important feature I'll discuss is the Crescent Island Chain (CIC) in the Inner Sea (not depicted in that map). The thin waterway leading to the Inner Sea is the Crescent Strait and not far beyond it is the CIC. The CIC is home to Rito, Gorons, Zora, and Tokay (lizard guys from OoA). Interestingly enough, OoA has a completely underwater Zora village, also TotK added Yona who is specifically refereed to as being from "another Domain."

So Yona's from Holoryna in my fic, same as Penn. I hadn't planed on using Gorons in this specific area of Holoryna at first but a long, long, long time ago I had a Final Fantasy/LoZ crossover idea which featured Gorons and Zora living on the same landmass that was only accessible via an underwater tunnel.

So since part of The Realm Walker was already salvaged from said crossover (the idea of TP Link getting banished to the Twilight Realm and having a kid with Midna and trying to get home), I figured why not bring this back?

One of the islands in the CIC will be like this now. The Rito live in cliffside settlements, the Zora in the ocean (mostly), and the Tokay in straw huts and such along the coast. (Expect lots of seabirds and waterfowl among these Rito, already got ideas for a Heron Rito...)

The body of water connecting Holoryna's Inner Sea with the ocean and Bahreyo (Bah-reoh) Alliance, is known as the Qolung Channel.

(Oh and you may have noticed mention of Subrosia in the Holodrum article, this requires the expansion of The Depths into parts of Holoryna...)

And those two little islands? You can kinda see them from the top of the Lomei Labyrinth Island. In fact that area of the map is extrapolated from what little you can see from up there in BotW.

Xilipi

Xilipi (Sy-lie-pie) is to Hyrule's west. The interior is mostly savannah, the coastline is various wetlands and tropical jungles, while the Ikana Range has a lot of mountainous jungles and such. In effect, the geology would mimic that of parts of Africa and Mesoamerica, so the Ikana Range would mimic the Andes for example. (And yes, Ikana range is a reference to Ikana Canyon from Majora's Mask.)

(My decision to have Mesoamerica influence Xilipi was made at a time when I forgot about the Zonai stuff in BotW, but it remains. Maybe the Zonai once lived in Xilipi? Only time will tell... Although honestly there's a lot of Mesoamerican influence in other games, Wind Waker and Minish Cap especially...)

Of course, TotK lets you see beyond the Gerudo Desert and it just ends at the ocean so Xilipi is a big canon divergence...

Bahreyo Alliance

The Bahreyo Alliance, or Alliance for short, is a group of five nations that have come together to fight what is usually referred to as "The Demon" in whispered tones. It used to be a single nation known as Yosun, until 100 years ago...

All I've said so far is it has varied geology like Hyrule. Looking at the islands in Shilian, those could have been volcanic at one point in time. There's an area in Gorai known as The Dreadlands, it's a wasteland filled with undead monsters and mentioned as part of a Keaton character's backstory featured in an untitled spinoff of The Ballad of Kass (that I may reincorporate into TBoK, not sure yet.) (These Keatons hybridizing the Keatons of OoT/MM and Minish Cap. So anthropomorphic fox people with multiple tails in other words.)

Since the Alliance is loosely based on Ancient Korea and Ancient China, the local geography will like be loosely based on those areas as well.

And that's all I've got for now. Hope I answered your question and thank you very much for the ask!

[alamari-chibi]

memory machine shot I've been forgetting so much recently on top of not being able to breathe bc of the mucus in my chest I feel like I'm on a whole nother plane of existence

[shhhhhiminsidesaitamascloset]

TW: SA

MY TWO CENTS...ON MY FAITH AND BELIEFS

after what happened to me in March 2023, I dont embrace a lot of things people do now anymore.

I'm not remotely sex positive anymore because of how the bible speaks of sexual immorality. Not to mention in my most vulnerable mental state i was taken advantage of and assaulted.

If how i dress and look can draw the wrong attention, especially from predators, i'll have to throw the whole genre and movement away. You may think differently, but that's just me. Going back to old school feminist on this one!

I dont embrace degeneracy, violence, or anything hateful not even in play. Because i feel like those words do have power to them when you speak them and bring out the worst in you. So i dont even play with that.

I never messed with occult stuff. Especially when one guy at this mental facility told me someone did voodoo on me and thats why my psychosis was so bad.

Im not going to go further into detail about it but for personal and religious reasons witches heavily dni! I dont mess with witches or occult at all! Horoscopes i only mention regarding birthdays. But nothing occult 🙅‍♀️❌️❎️

I'm just different now. A whole other person than what i was before March 2023. And I feel liberated in a sense because of it. And i feel more creative and more freedom than i did before.

I truly stick to the whole non conformist thing when it comes to being born again. And after all that has happened I'm very grateful to God 🙏❤️

Y'all may not get it or understand but I'm on a whole nother plane of existence with my newfound faith and honestly i rather have this new holy and righteous life i got now that i live by. Than go back to who i was and what i was becoming.

JS. TY for listening to my TedTalk ✩

[askrockandfriends]

"But... then how do we get to Goh?"

"I wish I could tell you, kid. I really do."

"...I think I might have one idea."

"Really? What is it?"

"What if - and this is a long shot, I know - we found the original owner of the blog? They could probably tell us how to get to wherever Goh is-"

"Yeah, lemme just stop you there! How exactly are we supposed to find them? They live on a whole nother plane of existence than us, doofus!"

"A plane that someone from our plane of existence managed to invade, Rick. I'm with Rock on this. Finding them would be our best bet to reach Goh."

"And what if their nowhere to be seen?"

"We'll cross that bridge if we get to it, Rick."

"Interesting... so they're gonna try and find me, are they? Well how do they like being found all the time?" Goh began typing something. >>"They searched all they wanted, but ZM was nowhere to be seen. However, no matter where they went, my crew were always aware of their presence and shot them right on sight!"

{{I gotta find Rock and his friends fast... I can't watch this takeover much longer...}} ??? landed in an unknown universe and began his search for Rock.

[speci-society]

I revise his story a lot but as it stands now it goes like. Well here let me put it in greentext format

> be me

> be 17

> alone on a trip to alberta for the first time ever, nervous as fuck and feeling isolated

> old dude offers me to basically join his commune while i'm alone

> sounds sketchy af but i dont have anywhere to live, mom is gonna be picking me up in like a week anyway, im naive af. Fuck it

> commune is in a whole nother realm of existence. We need a portal to get there. Theres monsters

> ivebeenfuckingisekaid.jpg

> everyone is super nice but a little weird

> whatever, it's still a place to live for the next few days

> i then spent 2 years in a cult in an old gross dungeon

> old dude from earlier turned out to be a cult leader. Now he's having dreams where i kill him and everyone else. One day he pulls me aside into a room ive never seen before

> "anon, i know youre a demon plotting to kill me, and i cant let that happen"

> ???

> he pulls out a sword and shoves me prone on a table

> ??????????

> about to stab me to death, vision goes dark

> fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.png

> vision comes back. Im laying down in god's palm

> FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.png

> god starts talking really loudly

> "ANON, THIS MAN IS EVIL. IM GIVING YOU AN OUNCE OF MY STRENGTH TO DEFEAT EVIL. NOW GO SLAP A MOTHERFUCKER"

> whatever you say lord

> regain my senses

> he hasnt stabbed yet. My hand is holding the blade up, preventing him from lowering it

> acquired god like power

> slap the SHIT out of a motherfucker and run the hell away. Never looking back

> get lost, plus its getting dark

> meet a multitude of other people that i dont know in what is definitely not alberta, including cult leader's former right hand man who was supposed to assassinate me

> 1 week later we're best friends

> cult leader chases after me himself. I defeat him and send him to hell

> return to alberta with my new friends

> its been exactly 1 week. Mom just got off the plane to come see me

> wtf.jpg

Still not even old enough to drink in the states

Mattie rly is my fucking character ever. I rly need to talk abt my ocs here more often