#ongoing story project

[thedevils7thstring]

Alrighty here’s the final (?) main character of the cassette fantasy project.

I still don’t have a name for her but I’m open to suggestions.

She’s a goblin who builds funny little robots and has a large robotic crocodile (Name pronounced Nibbles). She was also the one that built Zander’s power gauntlet that channel’s POW’s spells (POW is the patron’s name now).

I still need to figure out a good name for this project though.

[ash-and-starlight]

sooo so happie to launch into space the art i did for this @zukkabigbang2024 for the beautiful fic

The Mercy of Magpies

written by the wonderful showstopping @ranilla-bean and betaed by the equally iconic @faux-fires. Featuring dilves, birdies, true love, war, crazy plans, dubious plastic surgery and a galaxy far, far away. Please check out the rebloggable fic post with its special cover art here (or jump directly to the fic, I can't blame you, it is That Good)

also, some extra juicy plot relevant characters pop up in later chapters and havent been included for 👀 spoiler reasons 👀 but you can already try to guess who they are who's that pokemon style <3

[wisteria-lodge]

so the thing about the sloppy hp worldbuilding is that it often does something interesting by accident

today's case study: the Malfoy family motto.

(it seems to have been a piece of production design set dressing, but they ran all that kind of stuff by JKR, and I see this frickin motto quoted everywhere.) anyway.

SANCTIMONIA VINCET SEMPER

This is always translated as "Purity Always Conquers." And I'm guessing that the idea is that the "pure" part is supposed to refer to y'know "pure blood." But like - "sanctimonia" just doesn't mean that. The Romans didn't have a concept of blood purity - so long as the family *name* continued, you were good. Adult adoption for political reasons was as common as marriage for political reasons. Adopting slaves was a thing... whatever.

If JKR had actually want to translate the "pure blood" concept into latin, the better choice would have been something like "eugenium vincet semper" or "the well born/good quality always conquers." Also the word makes you think of it's reflex "eugenics," which I guess is supposed to be the point.

What "sanctimonia" actually means is pure in the sense of chaste/virtuous/sacred. So okay. "Chastity always conquers," doesn't make sense as a family motto." "Virtue always conquers" ... I guess that could be meant ironically? And "The sacred always conquers," requires a little bit of thinking about, because the wizards in HP are pretty darn areligious.

So okay. I'll do "sacred" in the latin sense of "set apart, not of the ordinary world." in which case... the better translation would be something like "The Self-Contained Always Conquer" ???

which is honestly a *REALLY* interesting motto, and for the Malfoys specifically.

[callmehere-iwillappear]

... i'm bored so if anyone wants to ask me stuff abt cmh OR abt the new project feel free afldsjlfkd new project stuff will be answered vaguely if i can answer it but i literally cannot stop thinking abt it and i am so So bad at keeping secrets and i want to yell

[bernardellinewsagency]

very thankful that i managed to get sunday in hsr at e2s1, because apparently in the process of clearing up enough storage space for my laptop to be able to download the update, i somehow managed to click a button that DELETED MY ENTIRE DOWNLOADS FOLDER. and then i had cleared the recycling bin <3 good thing i think i have a printed copy of my resume somewhere and i didn't have any ongoing projects or anything, jfc....

[krislime]

2024 Comic Project

August Review | Weeks 31-34

Another month come and gone. We see our hero scrounging for scraps and avoiding scrapes. What will become of them next?

I'll just go ahead and toot my own horn - I think this month's worth of pages are some of the best-looking I've put out so far. I've wondered since the beginning if this project whether I would notice a considerable change in my drawings or quality of work - especially when drawing the same character over and over for an entire year.

While I'm still working on perfecting my line quality, I'm happy that I've become more confident with the brush pen. Adding little details and textures to make things feel less neat and stiff, and more organic and expressive, while still maintaining clear silhouettes and forms is pretty much the goal I went for from the outset. My pencils are still some of my favorite bits from this project, in part to their looseness. Even in ink, not everything has to be clearly defined or outlined, and in fact variation is where things can shine.

That's all for now, I'll see you Monday!

[miodiodavinci]

there’s a more correct way of saying it though

[anonprotagging]

it's certainly been a year so far lads!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lungthief]

really funny that sebastian stan went from being in like the worst movies in the entire world (and black swan) to being a lead in a huge tv miniseries and a couple of really interesting and well received movies but not to ever enough to distance himself from being known as That Guy Who Played Captain Americas Gay Lover

[fallow-grove]

oh look its A scrungle.. main character 1/7 textposts: (x) (x) - read the comic - th - support me + bonus content

[thedevils7thstring]

Alrighty here’s my second character for my currently unnamed fantasy/cassette futurism story project.

His name is Diesle and he’s a stoner barbarian. His rage is getting high and his personality entirely changes and they go from Pineapple (his calm, kind, and not high personality) to Spliffy (his hyperactive, aggressive, and high personality). They more-or-less act as different people, just inhabiting the same body.

They have a druid friend that gives them special druid magic weed that makes Spliffy able to concentrate better and not cause them destroy everything on instinct.

Pineapple goes by he/they and Spliffy goes by they/it.

He’ll act kinda like a big brother of the trio.

[mymarifae]

ok so like. unironically i think disliking any of the girls in project sekai is a major red flag ESPECIALLY when people say they don’t like the girls but “ stan ” akito/toya/rui/tsukasa. but can i be honest. at this point disliking any of the characters at all is a red flag. in my brain. i know everyone has their preferences but it’s just... these are all well-rounded, very complex characters. when someone calls any of them “annoying” or “boring” or “mean” it just immediately tells me that they didn’t read the damn stories. or they read the main stories and skimmed maybe half of the event stories. because adjectives like Annoying, Boring, and Mean are the most superficial conclusions you can come to about a character, and if you finished reading the text you’d see that they quite literally do not apply to prsk’s main cast. ok well maybe annoying i will concede on that one a tiny bit but they’re teenagers. maybe don’t play a game about teenagers if you aren’t prepared to be annoyed/subjected to secondhand embarrassment sometimes

like. oh you hate akito? 🤨 why. what part of the text led you to the conclusion that he’s an unlikable character. what did you read. tell me. if you say anything about the way he talked to kohane in the main story you’re going to be in big trouble

[blazingstarship]

Since I’ve been watching 5Ds, maybe talk about how you and Yus met? >:3

Aaaahhh yeah, its time to spill the tea about this story hehe @dark-magical-ships 😏 prepare for a whole essay🙈

Yus and me met 3,5 years before the canon events of the storyline.

It was back in Satellite where duel gangs reign over the Satellite sector and where a Project was set up to help out the well being of the people of Satellite. This project was created out of protest by a group of city rebels against the Neo Domino laws by trespassing to this Island and bringing supplies that’s been seen as illegal yet the most simple things like medicine, fresh fruit etc. To protect ourselves, they have fake names, field codes that presents an area in Satellite, duel guns with electric shocks and an electric belt.

One of the jobs was to deliver medication to Dr. Smitz as a request for a boy who needed this specific medicine thats impossible to get in Satellite. At Martha’s orphanage there is a wall of pictures of all the kids thats in or had been under her wings, including the boys and Yu.sei who catched the attention with his raven black hair with golden locks.

Rumors were spreaded all around Satellite and even got towards Team Satisfaction. Kiryu saw it as an opportunity to get new and illegal supplies to help with their game and duel disks. Yu.sei being the tech guy, he came along to make sure the supplies are okay for their upcoming duel. So at the dump there was a rearrange where the official meet happen, but didnt got a very long conversation between us.

The same night, the duel gangs came out the dark to duel the weaker. And it may happen Team Satisfaction had a duel too. But the team they played against werent into “playing fair”. It was an ambush, trying to robe them from their stuff. Knowing the guys, they dont give up without a fight. They got spreaded out and took them one on one, meeting at their spoken place to regroup again.

Everyone made it out fine except Yu.sei. A sereach was being hold to clear out every ally, every corner of the area. Our paths crossed as me and my buddy helped them out to look for “goldie locks”.

Yu.sei ended up not only taken some nasty hits, but also being hold against the wall and threat with a Kn.ife against his throat. The man brought up that he knows his little secret and will tell everyone else about it if he doesnt do what he has been told. Yu.sei figure the pieces together and realized this was a set up to get to him, not for the duel or their stuff. They wanted him. They wanted revenge. They wanted to take his life like the burden he buries deep down and only a few people know. The survivor’s guilt.

“Your dad didnt hesitate to take thousands of lives. Me and everyone who lost everything that day will gladly take yours without a single doubt.”

Being taken off guard, Yu.sei felt a big guilt growing inside of him. While the man got his eyes glued on him, burning with fury, he made a big mistake for not being aware of his surroundings.

Suddenly the man screamed, shaked and let the knife fall out his hand. Foam formed in the corner of his mouth as Yu.sei saw his change and kicked him to the ground. The man was passed out and got time to have a look what just happen as he saw someone standing with a gun. Breathing heavy and a little shaky of how much power it got, we looked eyes.

S: “Hi.”

Y: “Hello.”

S: “That was close, you okay?”

Y: “I am fine, I got everything under control.”

S: “Well from my point of view, you could use a little help. Your friends are looking for you, they are worried.”

Y: “Well I am fine now thanks, what about you?”

S: “Me!? Im good! Im good! Im…Do you think he is dead? I mean, I never shocked anyone before.” She points to the body on the ground, not moving at all.

Y: “He is probably napping. Byside, he is the last one I worry about.”

S: “True. He really got you.”

Y: “Huh?”

S: “You… you bleed a little.” pointing out his nose and mouth

Y: touching the place with the rug of his hand, looked at it and wipped it off more. “Dammit.”

S: offers a piece of cloth. “Here, take this.”

Y: hesitate for moment as he looked at the piece as he slowly took it and brought it up to the bridge between his nose and lip. “Thanks. Also for the shocking knock out. Your gun has an incredible volt power.”

S: “Thanks, I feel pretty safe with it. Also good for dueling.”

Y: “You duel?”

S: “Not yet. I got a deck and stuff but never actual dueled with the duel disk.

Y: “Your deck is your everything to make the best out of this place.”

S: “You are one of Kiryu’s friends right? I saw you today on the dump, regonize me?”

Y: “Yeah, I think so. We should get out of here before sleeping beauty wakes up or his friends show up. Come on, lets go.”

S: “You sure you are fine? You seem pretty shaken up.”

Y: “I said I am fine. Why do you care so much? You dont even know me and I dont know you.”

S: “But I know Martha.”

Y: “What?”

S: “At Martha’s orphanage I saw a picture of you and some other guys. She cares about you, she told me you guys were good guys. I trust her on her word.”

Silence

Y: “Let me bring you to your hiding place. What was your name again?”

S: “Uhm…Celeste.” She lies, not knowing if she can trust this guy enough to let her know her real name.

Y: “Celeste. Thank you for your help back there.”

S: “No problem, goldie locks.”

Y: “Yus.ei.”

S: “Indeed I say.”

Y: “No, my name is Yu.sei.”

S: “Oh! Oh…ooooooh. Now that all makes more sense.”

Y: “You aren’t from Neo Domino City, are you?

S: “I’m not even from around here close by. I come from the other side of the world.”

Y: “Why the heck would you chose to come here!? Of all places in world you can freely go!?”

S: “I am sorry?”

[ellowynthenotking]

Dec 21

Dear Dad,

Despite the fact that I've barely been able to help or do anything more than sit around, one of the priestesses at the temple must have felt bad for me because she let me do some of the dusting that needs doing.

So the temple is pretty small, apparently tiny from what I understand, so most of the alters and stuff are in rooms about the size of broom closets with little doors that close behind people. Some of the closets, as a result, are not opened for months, so they get pretty dusty. 

So, I got to go around on the topmost floor, which is mainly filled with gods and goddesses of the sky and light, and are also up like 8 flights of stairs, and dust everything so the alters would be clean for the festivities. 

The priestess I talked to said that this festival was one of the few nearly universally practiced. It's pretty similar across the continent. 

The first evening will be mostly people drinking, dancing, and festivalling through the night, eating various festival foods, and then, in the darkest depth of the night, watching the play about the origin of the world and deities. From there, the little ones are put to bed, and there's even more festivaling and people leaving offerings on the various alters. Most will be left on the altar of the patron god of this city, but people hoping for specific things, love, success, etc., will leave their sacrifices on the alters of the deities who are most likely to provide for them. 

I don't know if there's a god of portals, but I've got a couple days to look for them and see if they'll help us. 

The second day is all about the different other gods. Then more festivities and sacrifices. Then, the third day is about this area, the fourth is about whatever god is the patron here, and the fifth and final night is about the temple and city itself. Then, more festivities, with the morning of the fifth day all about praying to the gods and resting. 

Then, clean up for however long that takes. So that's going to be pretty neat. I mean, I'm not going to drink, so I'll probably have a harder time sleeping those nights, but I doubt anyone will bother me if I want to sleep in. 

So there I was, making sure that I was carefully dusting everything because just because I don't really believe in these gods doesn't mean I'm going to risk messing up the alters. When I found Zunair in one of the somewhat cleaner ones. 

I wasn't expecting him, mostly cause I thought he was over at the bard hall or working a corner or something. 

I think I startled him as much as he startled me because we both jumped, and he yelled at me a little. He had his instrument, a small stack of papers, and what I'm pretty sure was my spare pen. 

I asked him what he was doing there, and he said he was trying to come up with a new song. He thought it might be a good thing to give up, a sacrifice. I asked him if he thought a sacrifice would help us get home, and he said it couldn't hurt for us to try. We'd seen some weird, amazing, really out-there stuff, and we knew someone was magically healing people. It seemed related to the temples, so maybe it was gods or other beings like gods. Maybe they'd answer our prayers even though there were sure to be so many other people praying. 

I hid myself away with him in the room. Zunair's obsession with music wasn't something I hadn't heard from him or for him before, and I was curious. I asked him about it, and I figured it would be something he was just picking up, something passing like the magic for me, something to do here that could make a little money if he was half decent at it. 

Zunair told me about his mom. His mother used to play and sing to him when he was little, and Zunair wanted to learn to play, too. He told me about her incredible singing voice and how she'd bring any room alive with music. He'd learned how to play a little bit from here while growing up, but when he tried to pick up her guitar after she passed, he thought his father was going to have an aneurysm. 

He didn't, and Zunair hadn't tried again. The pain of that interaction, the memory of his mom playing, had been too much for a long time. 

But here, he missed his mom, and this was something he could do to remember her that wasn't hurting anyone and wouldn't make his dad cry.

And here, and now, where he wasn't home, and he still missed his mom, and where he wasn't home and just had to be here, more or less alone with the pain he felt and the loneliness, he could try it again. So he was. 

It makes sense to me now why the other Bard Hall let him in so easily then and why he was putting so much of himself and his focus into it now. He needs something to focus on, just like I did, do. His just happens to be music.

I hugged him and told him I'd help cover with the others if he wanted help at the apartment. It's nice for him to do, and he has been getting a lot better. 

I dusted around him and left him to keep working on the song. I'm sure it'll be something. I can't say good. I really don't think it will be, but it'll be from the heart, and I think that'll make it good enough. 

And maybe the gods will appreciate something new and made from the heart. 

Thankfully, there weren't any other surprises while dusting. But it was still so exhausting that I napped for a little while, waiting for Riley to finish whatever her tasks for the day were. 

Reese gave me a piggyback on the way to the apartment, which is probably for the best because I'm not sure I would have been able to make my way up the stairs. There aren't many, but it would have been too many for me. 

This weakness is just the worst. 

I hate it.

I don't think much else worth talking about happened. Grace helped clean up the pools on the bottom floor of the temple, and Zunair told me he was much closer to being done with his song, which is also great. 

Overall, it was a good day, and I got to hang out with Zunair and get to know him a little better, which was a surprise and a pleasant one at that. 

Good night, Dad. I hope you're sleeping okay and that you haven't had to spend too much of the time I've been gone on cases. Or maybe you have, so you're not too worried about me.

Love, Jack

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[tamorii]

Just uploaded a new update of my webmanga "Skeleton's Curse"! You can read it on Webtoons or Tapas :D

(Story contains some gore and is generally a bit heavy so keep that in mind if you wanna check it out!)

[krislime]

2024 Comic Project

September Review | Weeks 35-39*

I feel a chill in the air. The leaves are turning, and I hear an owl calling out nightly. That must mean...

Ah yes! Another monthly wrap up is in store!

Oh yes, and autumn is officially here, too.

With my birthday and Halloween just around the corner, I'm getting quite antsy to see through the final arc of this project. With only fourteen pages left to go, I'm well aware I have few places to dally before the story comes to an end.

And yet, we've just seen the introduction of a new character! They seem quite benevolent so far. We're also in new territory as far as the setting goes. I've actually had this moment in mind for quite some time, and I'm pretty happy we've arrived at seeing this magical recluse character just in time for spooky season.

The project always meant to follow the seasons, as it seemed befitting a year-long project. But I quickly learned skipping a week in time between each page is a good way to lose your mind, so forcing a different setting every so often does the trick.

Now as our hero's journey leads them to the heart of the woods, what fate will befall them next? I'll wrap things up here and let the coming pages speak for themselves, so stay tuned for more.

As always, I'll see you Monday!

*Edit: I've added Week 39 to this comp since it was made the last week of September!