#richard faulkner

[mossgoblins]

[phantomrose96]

I can't help but find Faulkner's heart to heart with his dad a little funny Only and Specifically because of the part where Faulkner is like "Dad I killed Charlie." and his dad is like "No son I'm also to blame for Charlie's death because I left you boys alone."

No. No no, Mr. Faulkner's Dad, very sweet very kind but your son wasn't being, like, poetic. This wasn't a "We all failed to save Charlie" kind of killed him. This is the literal kind. No yeah this is the "Little Richard held Charlie's head under the water til the bubbles didn't come up no more" kind of fratricide. Yeah we looked it up and it's second-degree murder if not first-degree murder. Yeah sorry I know, easy mistake.

[twink-with-an-agenda]

Little preview for my Faulkner cosplay hehe (I'll probably post the pictures in multiple separate posts there's that manyyy)

[thermodynamic-comedian]

tsv was huge for casual trans rep and i'm not kidding like. yeah this guy is trans but more importantly he's a religious fanatic and a greek tragedy waiting to happen. yeah this girl is trans but more importantly she's the widow of wounds, doomed to repeat the cycle of violence she's trying to end. yeah this politician is non-binary but more importantly they're defined to their core by their deep, potent sense of loneliness. et cetera

[rageclownz]

Richard Faulkner family guy death pose ☹️

[genderbinaryisforlosers]

working on a full lineup, but for now please enjoy my best worsties.

ID (copied from alt): Digital art of Faulkner and Carpenter from The Silt Verses. Faulkner is a young white man with clear green-blue eyes and long lashes. He has short golden curly hair and is clean shaven. His hands are clasped together in front of him, covered in mud and blood, and he looks serenely upwards with a small smile. He is dressed in a bulky green raincoat and thigh-high black waders. His boots and face are splattered with blood.

Carpenter is a middle-aged tall woman with olive skin and brown hair in a mullet that has some grey streaks. She has brown eyes and is leaning her wrists on the handle of a shovel stuck in the dirt. She has wiped away her bloody nose onto her hand and looks towards the viewer neutrally. She is wearing waist-high waders and a blue check shirt, all scuffed and spattered with mud. She has faded bruises around her eyes, on her neck, and on her left ring finger.

Both stand on a simple background of blue-green with the shadows of reeds and long grass behind them. /end ID

[shrimpler]

they will make sense of all of this, in time.

[gentlemean]

I present to you: The Whitegull River Symphony.

A classical symphony in four movements, inspired by @thesiltverses! The most recent episode swept me away in a river of creative inspiration, and I couldn't help but follow this stream to whatever murky depths it wanted to take me.

Creative thoughts and details beneath the cut.

The Whitegull River Symphony is written in f-Minor for a full symphonic orchestra. My rendition was created in FLStudio, using Spitfire's BBC-Symphonic-Orchestra plugin, as I am just one mediocre violinist without an entire orchestra at hand.

First Movement: River Angels, Allegro Assai

The first movement is dominated by the steady rhythm of the celli and violae, who act as the slow waves of our murky river. Among these waves, the faithful have prepared a sacrifice. Their hopeful prayers flick aross the water in the first half of the movement, and are answered by the scutteling, chittering spawn of the river in the second half.

Second Movement: Pilgrimage of the Prophet, Adagio

In the second movement, we focus entirely on our favorite little prophet (whose brilliant performance inspired me to make this. The existence of this symphony is your fault, @sassylich). He marches on through the silt with slow steps, while the clarinet plays his theme. His little schemes behind the scenes are played by the string section, the obvious warning signs are announced by the horns. Nevertheless: In the end, everyone is playing his tune.

Third Movement: The Withermark, Andante

And here we go, the river's might is unleashed. The angels of the river god approach unstoppably, drawn here by the prophet: His clarinet is setting the tune for the overwhelming wrath of the trawlerman. Nothing can stand in its way, but after the tides have calmed, new life can grow in their wake.

Fourth Movement: Katabasis, Allegro Assai

Katabasis, the descent into the depths. Nothing escapes the greedy maw of the Trawlerman, nobody can float above, untouched. All the instruments we've hear so far return, desceding into the roiling depths of the bassline. This is not a comforting or hopeful ending, this is an apocalypse.

[imjustsoscaredallthetime]

She went back to the fucking gulch to tell him she loves him and he BETRAYED HER. She found him with the dead bodies at his feet and immediately moved to help him hide the evidence of what he'd done and he LIED and BETRAYED HER. She begged him as her BROTHER not to do this and he looked into her EYES and BETRAYED HER.

[mildlyinconsiderateghost]

drew some visions in my head while relistening to the silt verses

[somecleverreference]

Diversity Win!! the cult feeding you to crabs offers gender-affirming healthcare options

[finalgirlart]

the grip the well by the crane wives has on me is immense

[twink-with-an-agenda]

finally got around to doing proper carp & faulk season 1 portraits 🙏🙏 I love them your honour

[thermodynamic-comedian]

i would like to talk about how faulkner and carson are narrative parallels in the same way that paige and shrue are narrative parallels. since in the way that paige and shrue both eventually rejected the system entirely in their own ways, faulkner and carson used an institution (religion, the government) to get what they wanted (acceptance and community, wealth and social leverage). along the way, they both sacrificed anyone they needed to in order to keep up their steady rise to power.

i think there's also something to like. how shrue died begging everyone to create a world free of gods, and paige walked out to go find that world. how faulkner died fantasizing about a future where he redeems himself, and carson died fantasizing about a past where he didn't need to.

[spacemancharisma]

boy wonder

[shrimpler]

chapter 42