#taking a break from Lore

[lcs-scar]

single divorcee dad in your area

[tagidearte]

Who?

(Can't do digital art again yet. Traditional has been fun, though. Click for not blurry quality)

[sleep-nurse]

loop

[borealiszero]

To think that before, he would question why would anyone go on vengeance when there's family here .........

[puppyeared]

AND I MET THE CHANGE GOD TOO. OKAY. COOL OKAY

[glitterstarly]

Guys. Guys. Hear me out. This reset was planned since the beginning of the server. Since the beginning of everything.

There was a person on twt that has been making theories since the firsts months of the qsmp, and theorized that the island is an time loop and after reaching a certain point it restarts again, but the story repeats itself with changes on the plot caused on what they learn on the previous resets, as the purpose of the federation says: to make the island perfect. The old buildings at the beginning of the server, the diaries and entries found by Cellbit, the resistance, everything is designed and supposed to happen again and again and again.

Now, I know that things have been difficult for everyone in this past months, but I believe that this was the original plan of the server until the idea got distorted in the way (the situation with the admins that managed the server, the egg event that extended for almost a year, miscommunication, etc), and know that its know the new admins running Quackity Studios are people really passionated with the project I believe that they would want to bring again the original plans that were done for the server but they were never able to do for different reasons (hopefully the horror is back again! :D)

But I'm really faithful about this changes, and I DO believe this is not something that was planned in a rush and this is something that was put on the table years ago when qsmp was only especulation, it's just sad that things developed in the way they did but hey, the important thing is to learn from the mistakes in order to have better results in the future, and I hope this new start just bring good things for everyone, we really need it :,)

[thebiscuitlabryinth]

Faerie Cookies are born with a song on their tongue, and a tune in their hearts – a gift from the trees, and the wind, and the moon. Music is baked into their very dough, which is why it is considered the purest form of communication, and why all their records are scribed in sheet music.

It is natural for a Faerie Cookie to hum their own melody when idle, almost compulsive, as if it cannot be contained by their body. Even Elder Faerie Cookie, wise and great, cannot resist the pull. When he serenades the sky, everyone stops to listen and harmonise, his voice strong and breathtaking even among the perfect tones of the voices of the Faeriewoods.

The only Faerie who doesn't sing is Mercurial Knight Cookie.

Really, in all the years Silverbell Cookie has known him, he has never heard a single note from him. He's always found it a little strange, compared to the neverending symphony that is the rest of the kingdom. Even compared to the other Silver Knights, who are more careful about following their songs' urges but still tap the rhythm along their weapons, Mercurial Knight is unique in his absolute lack of music.

Silverbell has only ever brought the topic up with him once, in a moment of pure impulse when he thought it was just the two of them.

"Why don't you sing?" He had asked, words blunt but softened by the sweet harmony of his own tune, melting into the sentence from his earlier humming. His bells had chimed along with it, stopping abruptly when he realised he had spoken aloud, with a little tinge of embarrassment. Still, he hadn't backed down, simply smiling sheepishly. "I've been meaning to ask. I don't think I've ever heard you before."

He hadn't said that it was strange, because that wouldn't have been very nice, but he had still heard it beneath his own words, despite his best efforts.

Mercurical Knight took no offense, though he rarely does with Silverbell. Instead, his expression had pinched slightly with confusion, glancing over at him. "Because there isn't any need for me to. My duty is to the Guardian. I cannot allow myself to be distracted by something trivial like singing."

It had been an earnest answer, and exactly the sort of answer Silverbell should have expected, but he had still found himself surprised. "But how do you ignore the call of your song? I know your oath is your highest priority, but I can't imagine always resisting its call."

Silverbell, himself, feels the pull of his melody at least once a day, if not more. To constantly resist it, he had thought, would surely drive him crazy.

"I don't have a song." Mercurial Knight had replied easily, as if that hadn't immediately shook Silverbell to the core, disbelieving. That was even crazier – no melody at all, not a single note floating within his head? Wasn't that lonely?

Mercurial Knight, who had become very familiar with Silverbell by that point, seemed to read his mind, the slightest amusement in his eyes. "It is as I always say. On the day the Silver Blessing was bestowed upon me, I cast aside everything. My flavour, my scent, and my song. Whatever it may have once been matters very little to me."

Silverbell had been unable to respond immediately, trying to fathom it. During his stunned silence, another voice had arrived to answer in his stead. "Does that not simply mean that the song you now carry is that of the Silver Tree instead?"

Silverbell had jumped a little, startled by Elder Faerie's appearance, and had hurriedly fixed his posture, well aware that he was still on duty. Mercurial Knight adjusted his posture too, though considering it had already been perfect before Elder Faerie's arrival, it hadn't made much of a difference.

Mercurial Knight had hesitated for a moment, before inclining his head in a slight nod. "If you say so, Your Majesty, then I must believe that to be true."

Elder Faerie, in all his brillance, had approached them with grace, a knowing look on his face. Of course, if Silverbell could tell Mercurial Knight had been doubtful, Elder Faerie certainly could.

"You may have not felt the urge yet, but not all songs surface frequently. Even I only feel mine on rare occasions." Elder Faerie had explained, almost gently. "The Silver Tree's song will surely come to you when the time is right."

It was Mecurial Knight, then, that had been at a loss for words, blinking slowly. He had glanced away a moment later to regain his composure, in a way Silverbell would dare say was shy. "...Thank you for your kind words, Your Majesty, but it truly doesn't matter to me. Silverbell was asking me about my song, that's all."

Elder Faerie had hummed in understanding, looking towards Silverbell for a split second, before returning his attention to Mercurial Knight. "Well, that doesn't make my words any less true." Then he had smiled, an elegant, mysterious curve. "There's no rush, of course, but I do hope to hear your song someday. You know, I have a feeling both of your voices would harmonise quite well."

Mercurial Knight had, somewhat helplessly, declared that he would be honoured to share his song with Elder Faerie if it ever arose, and that had been the end of it.

Or maybe this was the true end of it, because the opportunity to share his song with Elder Faerie had now been swept away by the winds of time, never to return.

Faeries do not mourn. To return to the soil beneath the Silver Tree is what awaits all of them, eventually, so they do not mourn. They only celebrate and honour the lives that were lost, and to do that, they organise a grand feast.

The atmosphere is light and jolly, a celebration of Guardians both new and old, and Silverbell is lingering by Mercurial Knight's side, a cup in his hands. Usually, he would have flitted off to mingle with the others by now, but after everything that has happened today, he feels like he should stay with him, at least for a few moments more.

The Silver Tree stands tall behind their backs, the evils within trapped securely once more, and its shadow falls upon Elder Faerie's final moments. Silverbell's eyes linger on the place where they watched him disappear. Inexplicably, it does not feel like he is gone.

A melody, low and stilted, imperfect, begins to drift in the air, curling around them. It takes Silverbell a moment to realise it, and when he does, he lets out a tiny gasp.

Mercurial Knight is singing.

He turns to watch him with wide eyes and, mortifyingly, they feel damp as he does. Silverbell doesn't cry – his voice is too high, and his eyes naturally dewey, so he hates to makes himself seem any weaker when he is a perfectly capable knight – but it almost feels like a near thing.

After all, music is the purest form of communication, and he is hearing Mercurial Knight's song for the first time.

It takes Mercurial Knight a moment to find his footing, but when he does, his voice smooths out, running rich like liquid silver. All Faeries have voices designed for song, so it is no surprise that it is beautiful.

Mercurial Knight does not look at him as he sings, steady but still quiet. Instead, he holds his glaive perfectly straight, his gaze lingering on an invisible grave. It is bittersweet, a gift come too late, but the song itself is not sorrowful, because the Faeries are not in the habit to mourn.

No, the tune is powerful and majestic, determined and confident. Before long, Silverbell finds himself drawn into it, his bells tinkling on beat as he sings along.

As it turns out, Elder Faerie was right, as he always is. Their voices blend together wonderfully, slotting atop one another as if they had been waiting endlessly for the opportunity. They sing, and sing, and sing, and though they barely look at each other, Silverbell feels closer to Mercurial Knight than he has ever been.

He hopes, somehow, Elder Faerie is hearing their duet. It's dedicated to him, after all.

[dailypokemoncrochet]

Random stats and insights

The last six Pokemon I crocheted, I timed how long it took. Shedinja 4 hours, Guzzlord 15.5 hours, Lokix 3.5 hours, Iron Treads 7.5 hours, Miraidon 12 hours, Koraidon 15 hours.

I specifically picked complicated Pokemon (Guzzlord, Miraidon, Koraidon) to see what the upper limit would be, and I'm confident that I can crochet (what I consider to be complex/more detailed) Pokemon in less than 16 hours total each the first time around. That includes the time spent physically crocheting, checking the reference models, redoing parts, sewing, writing notes. Does not include break times.

Guzzlord (16hr) didn't have so much redoing but it did have physically a lot of parts, many of them small, and that took the most time. Koraidon (15hr) similarly had a lot of small parts (feathers, spiky bits), but what took the most time was having to redo major aspects like the torso and legs and wheel to get the proportions better. Neither of those were especially difficult in terms of figuring out HOW to crochet them; it was mostly that there were a lot of parts. Miraidon (12hr), on the other hand, was more of a challenge to figure out how because it's atypical of a Pokemon to be so machinelike, so that took some time.

Iron Treads (7.5hr) I thought would be medium difficulty because of the machine thing. The part that took the longest was embroidering the outer lines on the treads (they kept coming out more crooked than I wanted) but otherwise was straightforward to design.

Lokix (3.5hr) I also thought would be medium difficulty because of the thinness of the legs. I didn't even know before starting that the back legs swiveled down, but that didn't take overly long to figure out. (Also I still have to take pictures of that because it's a cool effect. The thinness makes it kind of frail and difficult to pose though)

Shedinja (4hr) seemed like it would be pretty simple! The most difficult part was figuring out the color changes on the body. I thought it would be more difficult to make the back an actual hollow hole, but that was pretty simple. Actually the most difficult part was that Saturn my cat was on my arm for a significant chunk of the time crocheting and she surprisingly did attack the crochet once.

Small sample size but the results track with how I've been working on the others so far. I didn't do anything too differently from ones I haven't timed (crochet while watching TV or listening to music, varying levels of assistance from Saturn, taking regular breaks, etc). I've always known it took a few hours at least for any Pokemon. It's kind of weird to put actual numbers to it.

[bad-sanses-smp]

HELLO YES STALKER ANON IS BACK!!!

IS THERE ANY WAY WE CAN MAKE COLOR WORSE??? (FOR THE PLOT!!!)

I WANT MORE INFO ABOUT HIMB,,,

AND ALSO

YAY VIOLENCE!!!

(But don't kill him,,,)

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[jesncin]

I’m curious since the two of you are such big Martian Manhunter fans, what was y’all’s first exposure to the character and what got you so interested in him?

OOH YEA MY MARTIAN ORIGIN STORY TIME!!

So we both grew up with the DCAU's version of J'onn- Carl Lumbly did such an endearing performance as the character that I always look back on Martian Manhunter fondly. But it wasn't until we were assigned in class to reimagine DC characters as if we were hired by DC that we really started liking the character. We were tasked with making a Justice League short comic, with rebooted designs and origin stories. The story naturally gravitated to being about Batman and Martian Manhunter.

When reimagining J'onn, we looked at his origin and were surprised to learn he had a twin brother! Reading Ma'alefa'ak's backstory our response was "oh, so he's a disabled martian?" and changed the Martians' backstory to be about the two of them escaping Mars together. That only got to show up in one panel in the Justice League comic, but long after the assignment was done we kept thinking about that origin story. We read up on more Martian Manhunter comics and were frustrated that something that felt like such an obvious way to improve both characters hadn't been done before.

Years later as I'm wrapping up my graphic novel projects I ended up back on tumblr after the many twidder-apocalypses and was touched to find people still asking about our version of J'onn in our asks. It reignited our dormant fixation to what you see now! We finally got to draw the Sons of Mars origin story, and now it's sprawled into this whole jl remix AU. Drawing all this stuff is such a nice break from the capitalism grind of work and just lets me go loose haha. Much of my love for Martian Manhunter is his untapped potential! How to write J'onn in a way that stands out from Superman, Batman and the Justice League, acknowledge and play into the unique aspects of his character, all that jazz. It's become the Professional Comic Artist's version of playing with action figures.

[razmerry]

can the mediator of vengeanceclan really fall in love with a kittypet?...

[efverse]

trying to figure out basic efverse unova lore at 5 in the morning. Where am i

[lizzybeeee]

[obsessive-daydreamer]

Lore might have been evil and homicidal, but can we just talk about what an icon he was? It was very obvious that he was constantly put down by the colonists, yet he took all of their insults like "weird", "freak", "unnatural" etc and went no❤️.

And then proceeded to declare himself a superior species that's above all life forms and develop a god complex? Absolute girlboss behaviour.

[zabala0z]

Okay. So. Hi. I’m your host who is rethinking life??? Or just thinking a lot right now, my brain got so much information. I would’ve posted sooner but I needed a couple hours to get my bearings yall ⛹️‍♀️ anyways! The final 4 episodes of TMA s2!!!

I’m not gonna do my usual format but to start with: I knew Elias was a bastard. I knew it, I CALLED IT. I mean it was pretty obvious but I’m just happy I figured it out. Although I’m very destroyed over the fact Sasha is definitely dead. Like I heard Dekker in MAG 78 and even then I was still in denial until Leitner said “yeah no she’s dead”

In MAG 79, I’m mostly pissed at Michael. Like the moment it put Tim and Martin through its creepy ass doors, I was just like full wheezing out of shock. I wheezed a lot today. Michael does not seem to know shit about humans too since it was like “I…I think it’s called a sport”. Love Michael but also stop being so cryptic oh my god. Also Not Sasha was low key horrifying. Like props to Michael and Not!Sashas voice actors because man I have never felt my muscles seize up like I did when hearing them.

Not Sasha mentioned like being sent to the house of its enemy that had the biggest eyes you ever saw. I thought the enemy was the institute but later I found out…no. Oh yeah! Mag 80! What the hell!

Jurgen Leitner being like “yeah my assistants kinda were killed a lot” like okay go supporting boss. I did not predict it was LEITNER who was living in the tunnels. It’s nice he worked with Gertrude though.

Also, these entities. Again, I was vaguely aware of some since their name was thrown around but I didn’t really realize the extent. Jon mentioned Michael and Leitner refers to it as “The Distortion” and that’s its part of “The Spiral”. AND THATS WHERE FRACTALS COME FROM. God.

Also, when Leitner and Elias are talking, Leitner talks about “the Stranger” and Elias asks what they call it which is “The Unknowing”. The last episode, Not Sasha says that Jon will miss the Unknowing but he wouldn’t understand so I’m assuming the replacement things fall under The Stranger

One final thing I noticed was that he mentioned his assistants getting killed on that day of the attack and all the ways they got killed or I dunno attacked, corresponds with different themes from other statements

“Stabbed through the throat by something with too many teeth and weird limbs”- the replacement things (The Stranger)

“Pulled into a cavernous maw that opened beneath her”- I think this is related to The Butchers Window where Jared Hopworth would throw bones down that pit with teeth

“Gregory Todd ran into a door that shouldn’t have been there”- Michael. What are you doing 💀 (The Spiral)

“A great hand reached down through the roof” -I actually don’t know. Thought it was Freefall but misremembered it.

“Pulled into a great, pulsating pile of meat”- literally every episode with a meat theme. (EDIT 9/2/24: this is related to MAG 18 actually!)

“Doors with darkness and doors on fire”- so the cult I think is related to the darkness but with the fire, I know that Burned Out and that statement with Agnes could be related

So I’m guessing every way an assistant like got killed is one of those entities. I know The Vast is somehow related because Michael Crew mentioned that name before throwing himself out the window and then like changing. Guess he’s like a servant now or something?

Oh god that’s most of it. I’m wondering where Jon is now and I hope Tim and Martin don’t like fully believe he murdered a man. Also I swear to god, Elias, if I catch you. Like Leitner was not a super good guy but come on. I’m glad Not Sasha is gone but…my OG girl 😔😔😔

if you got this far in reading me descend down into my little obsession thank you 🫶🫶🫶 like all this is for fun but everyone I talked to in this fandom is so chill and doesn’t try to spoil which is nice. As someone who was in crazy fandoms, this is pretty calm for such a horrifying media. I’ll probably continue these posts for s3 but I’ll try to condense it I swear guys.

[h00tzz]

I return with: more gay old dudes, (mostly) ocs edition

Bikini Transgineer... amen