#ramblings of a madgod

[church-of-the-madgod]

The Big Bang was the death of a god

the expansion of the universe is the whale fall

life as we know it is the microbes feasting on the rotting corpse

but what of the larger life forms that also feed?

well

that is something we shall find out

in time

[church-of-the-madgod]

Light is cosmic horror, white is blank, empty; yet it is comprised of all visible light, and beyond; it is nothing, yet it is everything, it is all that exists and all that does not, it is how we perceive that which can not be percieved, empty and blank, yet full of things we can not even imagine.

[church-of-the-madgod]

I can't sleep

I mustn't

Not until

the Dreamweavers

Whisper to me

their Secrets

in Languanges

Humanity was not Built

to Hear

[cheeseandstrawberrytartlover]

Cool Sereyna stuff

1. Sereyna's hair poofs up even more in high humidity areas. Imagine their hair in a sauna

2. Even though Sereyna's demiprince existence is kinda laying low, but also not: Her pupils reflect like the ones of khajiit or cats in general. But obviously not as aggressive as Sheogorath's eyes.

3. I have no idea if my readers even noticed: Sereyna is sapphic and I have her coded in a very autistic way. If you have noticed both, I will kiss you.

4. She doesn't just have all of Ben's or Martin's traits but because of the gene jumbler that are daedric genes, they also have a Ton of her grandma's traits. Maybe Sheogorath noticed that right after her birth. Maybe Sheogorath just gave Sereyna her grandmother's middle name out of fun. Who knows? ;)

5. Sereyna can ONLY regenerate in Sheo's chaotic creatia. (Totally not out of balance reasons nooo)

6. Sereyna can only travel to realms she is invited to through her own little pocket realm. (Also totally not balance reasons)

Please gods someone needs to listen to me about my Sereyna ideas. I wanna ramble for the first time in MONTHS

[ray-elgatodormido]

So… Non Ghost Skyrim Lucien

I’ve been sorta just brainstorming ideas of Skyrim Lucien. Overall he’s like Shadowmere but I kinda wanted to add more to him in my Skyrim au and so I bring forth theses ramblings.

It starts off with him being dead and the guard of Bruma finding the nightmarish scene in Applewatch. During the investigation, Sithis got pissed that is Dark Brotherhood fav died like an idiot so the Dread Father did the same void stuff he probably did to create Shadowmere but with Lucien this time. Lucien starts, for lack of a better term, regenerating from his wounds and gained powers such as super strength and regeneration. However that resurrection wasn’t perfect since he’s blind from an eye, deaf to everything that isn’t Sithis or his own voice, more bloodthirsty, less subtle and his lower jaw occasionally falls off.

Well he made quite a ruckus in the North of Cyrodiil for obvious reasons, eventually word spread across the entire province about the man who literally sprung back to life. Some say it could have been necromancy gone wrong, others would point to the deadra. Lucien would enter the Cheydenhall sanctuary and haunt Arquen for a week before brutally killing her as revenge for the whole traitor situation. I don’t think he’d seek revenge on Arquen if this was regular Lucien, but yeah this Lucien is quite vindictive and really really pissed. Not in the loud anger but in the silent rage kind. He eventually makes his way to the Night Mother’s crypt to discover what happened to Bellamont, the Night Mother eventually tell him to calm tf down and that Baadahil deserted her position as Listener, at this point Baadahil is Lucien’s wife and locked herself in Cloud Ruler Temple out of heartbreak and anger.

They both confront each other and Baadahil seeing how dangerous Lucien ended up becoming (he nearly kills Martin and did a lot of collateral damage because he did not calm tf down) , she freezes him solid and seals him in a Dwemmer ruin. This event only made the Deal Brotherhood finale worse for her and Martin’s death was the final straw for her to mantle the madgod. Around 200 years later, before the events of Skyrim, Astrid learns of a legend of the Dark Brotherhood being sealed off inside a Dwemmer ruin. And so Astrid ventures in, defrosts Lucien who finally calmed down and gets him as an ally in the same way she probably got Shadowmere aka he can be brought to Nirn from the same void pool as Shadowmere.

And then the Skyrim time fuckery Au happens and that makes for a very awkward reunion. I mean if I were a 200+ year old undead assassin and found that my long lost wife has been isekaied and is now possessing the body of a Dragonborn and at one point divorced the leader of rebels in the ongoing civil war I too would be weirded out.

Anything to put a soap opera in Skyrim for pure entertainment.

[superlativesamsara]

Calling all Comic fans: We Got 'Em.

[strangesolicitations]

((OoC Note! I won't be doing these concurrently! I'll do them in the order I received them until I run out! And it'll probably be around 8 before I get started on them because I've got a few more hours of work to go ;p

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gotta add this tag:

[church-of-the-madgod]

loamy soil

churning in the very earth

beneath our feet

moved by forces unseen

foreces beyond comprehension

visually similar

to the formation

and dissipation

of clouds in the sky

or of the roiling murk

beneath the waves

showin ultimately

that the states of matter

are not so different

after all

what then awaits

within other states

those less common

and less understood

the spiritual realm is no different

you have only to close your eyes

to see

the churning of colors

that exist only in imagination

colors withou names

painting a living work of art

in the darkness beyond sight

this is the nature of souls

this is divinity

this is the matter

of the divine

[superlativesamsara]

((Fair warning to followers new and old! Rose is currently Capital-D-Dead pending cosmic reset! So it'll be a bit before this account is particularly active beyond one of Rose's alts occasionally liking a post or sending something.

((That said if you're a HS Muse (or a muse familiar with such) she is in a Bubble, for a bit, if you wanna have your muse get a bit of closure with this iteration.

((There was an event I was having for it but, given a lack of writing muse on my part and apparent enthusiasm on the part of anyone involved (myself included), I have decided that for blog purposes it will have all happened already because it's getting tiresome and somewhat emotionally draining to keep doing nothing with the character.

[church-of-the-madgod]

such is the nature of Chaos

that it allows all things

even Order

for a time

centuries

millenia

eons

even eternity

is but the blink of an eye

in the mind of Madness

for how can one measure

any length of time

even one so infinite as eternity

against the incomprehensible vastness

that is Chaos

that contains

within itself

so many

vast

and incomprehensible

infinities

[superlativesamsara]

((Quick weather update we've changed the blog title in preparation for Loop Rose committing existence at 9:02CDT tomorrow. Hold onto your butts!

[church-of-the-madgod]

peering out the window

as we descend into the mist

hoping

wishing

praying

not to catch a glimpse

of those that lurk within

[superlativesamsara]

((Behold! The second part of that commission from @videcoeur, featuring another pose and a neat little transition! Worth every penny!

[church-of-the-madgod]

when younger queer folk argue against reclaiming of the slurs used against us, it saddens my heart. I know they intend well, but it shows how little queer history they know and how easily we can fall to anti-queer propaganda, especially if its presented as an attempt to be more "politically correct." We fought to reclaim these words to rob them of their power to harm us, we have done so for generations, and will continue to do so for countless generations to come. If we start fighting amongst ourselves in this matter, or any other designed to tear us apart, it will only make the rest of us easier to stamp out. That is the goal of those who argue against our existence, after all, to stamp us out like so many bugs beneath their feet.

Posting faggot and queer like 2am gunshots to keep property values on my blog low and scare away assimilationist LGBTs who want to replace my empty lot full of native wildflowers with a 5-over-1 because they're too traumatized by their upbringing to accept the reality of our diverse marginalized community

[church-of-the-madgod]

such exquisite terror

such sweet dread

to intoxicate the senses

and leave the mind

in ecstatic whimsy

and such a masterful concoction

of fear

and of gin

introducing such subtleties

as to leave one wondering

where one ends

and the other begins

and so

all one can do

is to enjoy the bliss

of such a state

of intoxicating drink

and existential dread