what abt zacian?
Sticking to information we already (mostly) know through the blog to avoid massive spoilers for this one! But if you'd like to know more about them personally from the other blog characters, there's several ask hints up already for when the hiatus ends.
Zacian's lair makes up most of the vast forest in the middle of the continent known simply as the Weald, which houses the Guild of Heroes. The legendary themself is given the title of "King", though this authority is more traditional than anything and only applies within its own borders; their iconic blade is normally enshrined in the Guild, with whom they are known to live and work closely to protect their land.
Little is known so far about the current Zacian, Procyon, except for the troubles left in their wake. Shortly before they were due to be crowned as King themself, both they and their weapon disappeared from the Guild overnight, causing the lair to rapidly destabilize and start turning back into a Dungeon. Their current whereabouts are unknown, though Caspar and Sprite are hot on their trail.
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guys i havent written since may (for killer's birthday) but stupid silly swapinverse has been on my mind for a little bit and i threw together this silly (he has a panic attack and throws up) little short draft 4 swapinverse horror!!
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“hah… ah… oh god… no, no, nonono…”
he ran. sprinted through the forest like a frightened deer, his demeanor that of prey, although his previous actions aligned more of a predator. panting and shaking, his mind cycled through countless variations of how to react to what just happened, what he just did.
how should he react? how could he react? it was impossible to tell for him in the panicked state. and as the trees in snowdin slowly began to surround him (but weren't they always doing that?), paranoia couldn't run anymore. he was surrounded, he was blocked off, he couldn't escape. not from horrortale, not from snowdin, not from the dusty graveyard he had just left it, and not from the blood smeared across his mouth.
“no, i- what did, what did i do? paps, snowdin, even-undick, no, it-”
paranoia’s incoherent rambles brought his hands to wander across his face, tugging at the massive hole in his skull spanning majority of the left side of his head. picking at the chipped bone didn't help, it never did, but a nervous habit was unbreakable, and he was more than nervous in this moment. in fact, quite terrified. everything was terrifying. he was terrifying. and as the slightest hint of red blood touched his sleeve, the once red, now magenta eye quickly locked onto it, and he couldn't hold it back anymore.
“fuck- oh god, no, aliza-!”
falling to his knees, a disgustingly gorey mess of red, pink, and black spilled from his mouth. sounds of retching and hurling were all that filled the empty forest, and paranoia couldn't bear to look down and see the mess he’d made. the mess he’s caused. wasted food, he would've said. but that statement normally only applied to others. he never imagined using it on himself. choking on his spit and certainly not his blood, tears fell from his eye, joining the vomit and blood seeping into the snow. strange. paranoia didn't think he had enough magic to even shed tears anymore. just for the bare necessities. he managed to surprise even himself, after all this time.
but could it be could be considered surprise, or rather terror? he fit up to his name, certainly horrified at his own actions. forcing out as much of the grossness he could that he’d just consumed, paranoia couldn't help but look down at what he’d done.
red. a lot of red. too much red. he’d never been queasy before, never. he had to adapt to it, being the one to hunt down humans that ran or sneak up on those when times got desperate. there was no time or need to be queasy at what he even considered his job before. a duty he had to do.
but now, there was too much red. far too much red. and he didn't know why, although he totally knew, but paranoia couldn't stomach it. he just threw his guts out (shouldn't they be aliza’s guts, or no?), and here he was, wanting to throw up until his SOUL shattered. his SOUL cycled through those strange 4 shapes, unsure of which to settle on. he couldn't blame it. paranoia himself was unsure of what was even going on anymore. he wanted to run, but was frozen. he wanted to scream, but didn't know who at.
everything was contradicting. everything was going on, and not enough was given for paranoia to understand how to deal with it. and with a muttered curse, he flopped on his side onto the somehow dry snow, losing consciousness in the haze of fear now intermingled with his SOUL.
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ik theres probably grammar mistakes i wrote this on my phone,,,, but like idk. had idea for a little moment in paranoia's lore and i sure as hell didn't wanna draw it so i wrote it as an easier media! god this is so much easier compared to drawing idk why i dont do this more often (because youre lazy silly!) anyways swapinverse silly i love swapinverse. i've only thrown up like never so i dont know if this works. also never had a panic attack (i think) and AGAIN i dont know if this is accurate but whatever i dont write to be good i write for expressing my ideas. like everything i do
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news letter from SWOP Behind Bars, sent Monday, July 17th, in regards to the Woodhull Freedom Foundation's constitutional challenge to FOSTA
[images 1,2,&3 text:
"The D.C. Circuit Court of Appeals ruled on Friday, July 7th 2023, that the Fight Online Sex Trafficking Act (FOSTA) is constitutional, upholding key portions of the law that critics have said intrudes on First Amendment speech protections and harms sex workers.
FOSTA suspends Section 230 of the Communications Decency Act of 1996, a law that grants online platforms protection from liability for user-generated speech. After FOSTA passed, social media platforms were forced to censor sex-worker generated content in fear of being held criminally liable under the law. Since becoming law five years ago, FOSTA has been condemned for making sex work more dangerous and increasing online censorship. While lawmakers passed the law to combat sex trafficking, critics have alleged that the law has hindered law enforcement from using websites to catch actual traffickers, and that sex trafficking reports actually tripled the year after FOSTA was enacted.
Although the Court did not issue the constitutional ruling that was sought, it held that the law must be interpreted narrowly in order to avoid “grave constitutional questions”. By imposing the interpretive discipline Congress lacked, the Court ruled out many of the broader applications of FOSTA that caused Woodhull and its partners to challenge it.
Specifically, it held that FOSTA “Does not proscribe facilitating prostitution more generally, which could extend to speech arguing for the legalization of prostitution or that discusses, educates, or informs about prostitution.” It also clarified that the law “Does not reach the intent to engage in general advocacy about prostitution or to give advice to sex workers generally to protect them from abuse. Nor would it cover the intent to preserve for historical purposes web pages that discuss prostitution.”/text]
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sooo on the topic of my last post😁😁
if i could rewrite it so the events of Shadowlands never happened, i would. but in a world where i'm a blizz writer and some executive said "no we have to do this"? i would have put it way sooner. it would have been the expansion after wrath (and cata, mop, etc. would still happen in the same order afterward honestly).
and if that's not possible, at least keep Edge of Night relatively intact. the reason for all this is that sylvanas' motive for opening the gateway should have been her chasing arthas into the afterlife in her quest for revenge, leaving a path of destruction in her wake. have that instead of uther tossing arthas into superhell in a ~5 minute cutscene. i guess this sorta still requires her to fight bolvar but "destroying/rebuilding the helm of domination" was an AWFUL plot point anyway and im sure blizz could come up with another way to make a shadowlands portal without fucking up that bad.
you still get the satisfying character arc conclusion of "i cant let the person who hurt me control what i do now" that was used in EoN, but on a large plot-point level. we deserved to see a better representation of coming to terms with that life-ruining bitterness and overcoming it. all while denathrius still gets to exist lmao. SL fans win, Sylvanas wins.
cata being the expansion after sl would have been even more impactful, since there would be the conflict of azerothians feeling as if they had neglected their world in their fight in the shadowlands only to return to it being completely reformed. would have raised the stakes a bit, in my opinion.
all of this to say yeah, SL was possible to pull off and they didn't do it justice. fuck blizz fuck everything im done
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