#prophet v

[ghostoffuturespast]

Obligatory alligator suit selfies

[mmelolabelle]

Daniel Molloy is an actual prophet and indeed only God can judge him (…probably, he might still argue)

[orchidscurse]

october newsletter is here!! me 🤝🏻 road trip movies for ever and always. and a shoutout to men on bikes, ily.

[syl-stormblessed]

pov you're stuck on a boss in a final fantasy game

you: *has lost 24 times in a row* *has tried every party combination* *has used every move and item you have* *has level grinded for hours and hours* *has still gotten absolutely destroyed every attempt* *finally gives up and decides to check a walkthrough*

the walkthrough: using the instakill ultrawin superpowered game breaking ability that you should've obtained 11 hours ago-

[funkydenim]

DONT YOU RECOGNIZE YOUR OWN MOTHER, BOY?

dragon booster au where professor sada (affectionately, meemaw) is one of the racers snatched away and enslaved by the prophets crew.

[syunikiiss]

I wish the rest of the la porte du prophete magazines were all uplaoded somewhere on the internet or at least sold (from my understanding there was more than that key party anniversary special issue right??)

Where did that person who uploaded these 2 pics on Facebook find them I’m desperate

I need more key party content so badddd

[helgiafterdark]

[thedeafprophet]

I think I should be allowed to just start biting people who are ableist

[theprinceandthewitch]

I just finished watching all of the videos featuring Alice's and Orpheus' lore... and it just confirms for me that this fanbase doesn't know the lore of this game LMAO.

Thank god someone made this reddit post so I'd have an easier time keeping track of key details...

I'm going to make a bigger post at a later date, but I just wanted to point out something important:

The Prologue and the first act of Time of Reunion is set-up for the reveal of Orpheus being "Nightmare" - the person who is creating and carrying out the games. It is also setting up the reveal of Orpheus being the child of the forest ranger who is responsible for the death of Alice's parents. The blond man and woman in this painting are Alice's parents, not Orpheus'.

There's also this letter mentioning Orpheus' sick mother. Orpheus' father planned to rob from the DeRoss family fortune so he could pay for her healthcare.

Here's the same painting taken from AoM - its also in the same room as the TOR painting. It's interesting how Orpheus remembers the maid and his father as forest rangers when in reality his father was the forest ranger.

A photo of Alice and her parents from AoM:

Alice calling Orpheus her playmate:

Orpheus' knows the Nightingale Song that opens all the doors in the manor and the outside gate, which implies he was an unwitting participant in his fathers scheme to murder the DeRoss family and steal their fortune.

The nightingale song in AOM is the same one used in The Novelist backstory video by the way. Timestamp is 0:39

There's just SO MUCH to unpack lmao.

[pleiades-cabin-talk]

Greetings, fellow Acolyte!

I hope you are doing well!!

For some time now, I have suspected that the Mother of Fall is also involved with the sea in some way, as well as the Mother of Solitude. You appear to be favored by both, which proves my thesis correct!!

I find myself drawn to the sea as well...I assume it is my Mother of Ground. How much do you know about the Buried aspects of your domain? About what lies underneath the surface of the water? How easy it is to drown? How, the deeper in you go, the harder it is to swim back up?

...Come to think of it, I am unsure whether you know of the Divine Mothers in the first place, even though you yourself are a Child of one.

Eagerly awaiting your response!

- the prophet Soren Baltimore ( @soren-gravestone-baltimore )

Oh Hello!!

Goodness, sorry for taking so long to get to you. Yes, I am doing well! Or, as best as I can at the moment, things have been a bit rocky on the Andromeda.

I hope you're doing well too, dear!

As for your questions, let's see...

Well, I suppose I've always considered the Buried and the Vast to have a fairly close connection in many ways, which is what I am assuming you're talking about? I've never heard the Fears referred to as Mothers, but I can see that fitting. (Though, the Vast has always felt rather masculine to me, I suppose that's besides the point.) as for the Lonely...I suppose the wide, rather empty expanse lends itself to a connection. I'm unsure if it favors me, truly, but it is...curious, maybe. I've not yet decided if that scares me or not.

Either way, I think it's actually not only because of the sea! While I do believe, with the growing pressure the deeper you go, the Deep simply has to be involved with the crushing strength and efficiency of the Buried. Not to mention the bottom of the sea reminds eerily of a graveyard. Which it is! Thinking of Whalefalls, for example. You'll find their decomposing bodies, their skeletons, down at the sea floor. Far, far beyond most people's reach. A thriving ecosystem in of itself as it feeds the critters of the Deep. But then, with how far down you have to go for the pressure to set in, for it to weight on your body like the dirt above, you are far past where light can reach you, giving way for the consideration of the deepest parts of the ocean also, in part, belonging to the Dark.

I think everything is interconnected to begin with though, to be honest. Like the water itself, it is...fluid, to an extend.

You can be crushed to death, you can loose sight of where up and down is, either because you don't see it or becomes the world around you has suddenly become so large. There are many reasons the Buried may claim victims that die far beyond the waves.

When it comes to what's below the waters...well. I'd say I've seen more than the average person of it, at least. There are beasts not officially known yet, colossal and fierce, hiding out of reach. But I definitely don't know everything yet, I don't think I ever will.

Gosh I think I lost my point somewhere along the way, maybe I never had one. But I suppose I am...rather intimately familiar with the aspects of the Buried involving the sea, given I've been down there. It leaves me wondering if I've at the very least been marked? But I'm not sure about that. Not yet, anyway.

I sincerely hope at least part of this answers your questions! If there is more you'd like to discuss, always feel free to reach back out, I'd love to talk more. I cannot deny that I am admitably...curious about you, Prophet.

For now, there is a Feast that needs preparing, so I wish you farewell until we meet again.

[elijahmiles]

trying to make an andrastian inquisitor that’s not full on “i AM the herald of andraste!!!” is going to make me lose my mind

[prophetparadox]

A weapon is named, Kay's latent powers awaken, and traumas rear their ugly heads...

[maddstermind]

WIP Anagram Tag

Thank you for the tag @wintherlywords!! Check out their post here!!

Rules: Find a sentence in your WIP that starts with each letter of the given word.

My word is COSMIC!

C - Colton huffed. "Is it so much to want to help get my mom back? Is that really too much to ask?"

O - Outnumbered, Addison put his hands on his hips and stared at the floorboards for a moment. "I'm sure Lucy will be fine with it as well," he finally said.

S - Sutton had never mentioned sensing anything other than affects of Inallexo; them sensing something else had set him on edge.

M - Millions of lives in the hands of a nineteen-year-old girl.

I - It was not time to be Rosamund. It was time to be the Princess, the sovereign.

C - Curled up in a corner of the stairs, behind a rickety old bookcase full of more dust than literature, Christie sat on the ground in her pajamas, chewing on a pencil and staring glassy-eyed at a notebook in her lap.

It's funny cuz that's a friend of mine's name lmao. Anyway, I shall tag @saintedseraph, @chiefwritesbook, @thoughtofhouses, @lorenfinch, and anyone else who wants to join!

Your word is: VISIONS.

[vendettavalor]

A Heart In Chains

⚔️ For @prodijedi who liked for a starter ⚔️

To the surprise of absolutely no one, the discovery request was taking its sweet time being fulfilled. Whispers of suspicion were quick to rise and just as quick to die down with a few key words from a few key players. The last thing they needed was Palpatine to be made aware that there was an ongoing investigation occurring - one that could, and likely would, end with his execution. Unfortunately, the rumor mill had turned. And though it had been stopped, it was not without the ears of a certain few having been perked up and put on edge to the point where they were now digging their heels in, or otherwise dragging their feet in an attempt impede the investigation.

The High Chancellor? A traitor? Certainly not! We'll have no part of this witch-hunt.

So it went. And while many on the Council, including the Grandmaster, were convinced that they'd find enough evidence, the tension remained. Again, the idea of Dooku testifying and using his journals as evidence was raised, but that was a whole other debate that was ongoing in the council. To trust or not to trust the word of a treacherous count. The idea certainly had its merit. But the evidence was circumstantial at best. They needed concrete proof to back it up. At least, that was Master Yoda's belief.

Because if they could find that, then it could mean the fall of the Sith, and the exoneration of his old Padawan.

For now however, both the Council and their investigation were in gridlock. Still debating, still searching. And for Dooku, that meant he was stuck in a limbo of sorts. Back in the Temple at last but still donning his force-suppression cuffs, afforded only as much freedom as his leash would allow him and left in the care of his handler. His bond-mate.

"Nothing yet," she sighed as she walked in, carrying with her a datapad that displayed the current updates from the scribe recording all the ongoing conversations in the Council's chamber. "They're waiting on some sort of breakthrough from the investigation team. But they've been at a halt for the last two weeks because neither the Banking Clan nor Nute Gunray want to answer any questions. They won't even respond to invitations from the likes of Senator Amidala."

The datapad slipped from her hands into the basket tucked into the crook of one arm as she collapsed into a chair near the door, one paw rising to press at her temple. She was aggravated. Her brow and her tail were both twitching, indicating that she likely had a tension headache from all the stress. After a moment of trying to soothe it was some small circles, she looked back at Yan and smiled. Oh that smile. All these years and it never ceased to be so warm, so comforting, even with the exhaustion she felt lingering in the corners of her eyes. "I don't know how you were ever able to do all this. Politics, I mean. It all just seems so exhausting."

She sighed, trying to cast the thoughts from her mind for the moment. Trying to bask in the relief that came with the realization that such a job would never be hers. Instead, she redirected her attention to the basket still hanging off of her free arm and moved to pull it into her lap. The datapad was removed and banished to the table beside her and she moved to navigate through the actual contents within, verifying it was still intact before setting it on the floor and pushing it towards him. "Enough about that though. Here, I brought you something."

Indeed she had.

Handmade tarts, just like the ones she used to bring to their picnics when they were still just younglings. Carefully folded pastries filled with sweet creams and jam made from various fruits across the galaxy. A rare sweet treat indeed. And to think, her first thought upon seeing them for sale was of him.

[rev-29-1]

wanna fill this canvas with doodles, but i lost motivation

oh well, i'll leave my boy here :))

[gabsthecrab]

she's here to tell you aliens are real