#the abattoirs

[entelodante]

Wyrms come in a lot of different flavors in Abattoir land, so we're starting with the Sweep variety! More info found BELOW!

Containing some of the largest species of Wyrms, Sweeps are distinguished by their mouth placed ventrally on the proboscis, needle-like teeth, all 8 limbs used for locomotion, and a swollen hind gut. Sweeps are typically some of the most hardy Wyrms in the wastes, able to continue to move at all temperatures. They thrive at a range of about -100 to -160 degrees Fahrenheit, but are unbothered up and to around freezing point. They ARE more vulnerable to the scalding rain more typical to the Southern areas of their range. If they get to hot they swell up and can burst, so they typically try to stay Northernly! Honestly the best weather prediction you can find nowadays is these guys stuffing themselves full of ice and snow before a storm rolls in.

But! We've got a varied bunch here so lets get into the SPECIFICS of these Annelids! I've got a small sample just to show off some of the basic types you'll encounter.

Sleek Wanderer These guys are found in the remnants of the great plains, which are now vasts expanses of snow and ice. Sleeks are primed to spend their lives enduring the biting winds of their home as they snuffle their way through the ground cover. They move especially slowly, often a single step for every sweep of their mouth! Being in such a barren home, they don't really worry about too much going on around them. Assuming you don't bother them too much you can touch them or even ride one and it wont pay you any mind. The only time they get a little aggressive is when brooding, then they may try to strike. Though it isn't anything you could not leisurely side step.

Whistle The noisiest of the bunch, these guys are known for the iconic whistling noise they make during the uh.. digestion process. They live in warmer areas and eat a lot of plant matter so they tend to have a more swollen gut. On the smaller side of things though! And a LOT quicker than other sweeps, they WILL turn and slash you if you startle them. Still not fast enough to meaningfully chase a human, but they got some reach on em! They typically run into humans a bit more as they also like to congregate around the exteriors of Abattoirs to eat the plants that grow there.

Grimacing Chatter The most BEAUTIFUL of the sweeps, these guys like to curl up their 'lips' and expose their teeth down to the roots. Their teeth are mobile as well, used to shift through the snow and dirt for food. The sound of these teeth clattering against each other is a signature of these big beasties. Probably for the best as these fellas are EXTREMELY aggressive! They are the Southern most variety of sweep, dealing with a wide range of predators by flailing their head towards any perceived threat. If you get caught in their maw they WILL start to chow down on you, never a missed meal with these guys!

Eastward A sweep that enjoys the spoils of a sanguine Atlantic! Eastwards are so named because they are usually always facing that direction, nibbling at the snow and ice to feed on any blood that blows in on the breeze. They begin their lives spawned by the blood sea and will spend the first half of their lives walking away from the ocean. The second half of their life is spent walking back towards it! Once their they are back at the shore, they are able to withstand the heat drifting up from the sea by sweating profusely. They keep most of their body on the frozen shore, reaching into the warmth with their big ass mouth. After a life of walking, they will gorge themselves on blood until they breed, after which they promptly die. Nature is beautiful even now!

Swingsnap While Wyrms have no eyes and therefore don't really have a concept of light, the fact that humans and their derived forms still mainly rely on sight has greatly influenced the Swingsnap. Their dark coloration is perfect for blending in with the eternal night of the wasteland! They possess a highly sensitive sense of smell/taste to track down the remnants of humanity. Once they come upon their quarry, they are quickly able to coil their toothy maw around them, stabbing into them with many hundreds of teeth. Their prey is 'chewed' by the constant coiling and shifting of the mouth, drunk down bit by bit. After a week or so of gnawing, they will drop the remaining pile of gristle and begin the hunt once more.

That's the gist for these fellas! Typically these are the chillest of all Wyrms, both literally and in the attitude sense! Most of the time you'll run into these guys just in the middle of nowhere. Stand still and they'll most likely just pass you by.

That being said all varieties can still bite!

[jajatoc]

I have died once already. Now it's your turn!

Day 11, Sword law (Matador)

[justletmescrolll]

the ✨️🐂mystery🐂✨️ was homicide

[birchbow]

Somewhat related to my last ask, but this time from a character’s perspective! For any clowns it feels fun to answer about, do they have a favorite quote from scripture and if so what would it be? 😄

Even mouthy little heresy machines can have a favorite scripture UwU (I'll put transcripts below the cut, in case my increasingly carpal-tunnel-riddled chickenscratch is hard to read :D)

Bonus: Choice paralysis

Kurloz: "Conviction 1:8-11 - If the noise from your flap be blasphemous, carve it from you and stitch shut your filthy mouth, motherfucker. If your flesh leads to sin scourge it clean, washed in blood; cut away rot, and leave only what’s holy. Repentance by mouth never saved a soul; spill blood and flesh in price of forgiveness." (SO normal about it)

Halore: "Conviction 4:55 - For the great punchline is yet to come, faithful, and even this shit you can yet bear."

Verato: "Angelsss 3:33 - And if any godless motherfucker thought they'd make it away safe, you'll teach them otherwise, my crafty bitches. To cullpit and paintpot with each and every."

The Abattoir: "Beginnings 10:5-6 - Never tolerate to be told what you know yourself to be, fam. I've told you what the fuck it is. The rest is on you."

Karkat: YOU WOULDN'T CATCH ME DEAD SPENDING EVEN A SECOND-- Gamzee: Aw, best friend, you like Hot Shit's pale stuff plenty well though. K: SLANDER. G: "Let me climb in by your bones, so you feel me when you touch yourself steady--" K: SHUT-- rrRRRNO. G: "So I can hold your pusher from inside and hear all and every pretty noise you make-- K: ♦️reluctant purring♦️

[emperorofthedark]

Do you see what I see, dear? The air grows heavy I listen to your breath Entwined together in this culture of death Do you see what I see, dear?

[horygory]

Alien 3 (1992)

[jt1674]

[demonzoro]

NANAGO GARDENING FIC PLEASEEE<3

HELLOOOO izzy my friend izzy!! ! !! this is so late, life hit me like a three hundred curses in a train station :| but i would LOVEE to tell you about nanago gardening fic

the premise is that in the midst of the regular shuffling of building structures, a defunct plot of land is rediscovered amidst jujutsu tech's grounds, and instead of the usual lessons the hidden inventory gang spend a day gardening (a.k.a. fighting for your life if you're satoru).

i really liked the idea that jujutsu is something that nanami is resigned to, so having his hands busy with dirt and seedlings is something he's surprised to enjoy. there was also this narrative theme of legacy that i wanted to explore. what do jujutsu sorcerers leave behind when they're gone? blood, grief, grudges usually - but nanami would be taken with the idea to leave behind something that grows, is nurtured and in turn nurtures (a parallel to what he becomes to yuji in the future.)

in turn, gojo - who has never had to think about what legacy he'd leave behind as much as it was predetermined for him - has that seed planted (ha) in his head that it would be nice to leave behind something more. and that, despite what the future might hold for them, he'll remember nanami painfully human under the golden sun. also - high school crush shenanigans all through out of COURSE.

excerpt for youuu (hidden inventory gang my absolute beloved)

Bolting up to his feet with limbs that suddenly feel too lanky, Satoru takes the can and ruffles Haibara's hair. "Aww, does Nanami-kun get lonely? Leave it to Gojo-senpai!" he chirps. He's about to bolt off when he's yanked back by his collar. "Eurk!" Shoko corners him with sunscreen all over her hands while Suguru maintains a hold on his collar, the latter dusting off grass from Satoru's back and pants. "C'mere, you," Shoko says, smearing sunscreen all over Satoru's face, rubbing it diligently into his skin and swiping the excess off on his neck and hands. Suguru meticulously begins picking pea straw from his hair. "Don't run to him," Suguru warns, clapping a hand on his shoulder. "You'll shake up his drink. Then he'll be pissed when he opens it." "Alright, okay, okay. Let me go, you weirdos!" Satoru barks, shooing Shoko away and batting at Suguru's arm. "Not you, Haibara. You're a national treasure.

[justdealingwithsomeissues]

Some wild Joe Chiodo art on this one, but with him and Starlin, makes for a pretty solid book.

[tortilla-bandit]

Wonderland:Abattoir keyframes

or: alice has the worst field trip ever

[ovaruling]

a nitpick. but. one of the foremost reason burgers were ever “cheap” is bc fast food companies contracted with beef farms and slaughterhouses which use trafficked human labor, child labor, and allow deplorable animal conditions of suffering and unimaginable disease.

it’s even cheaper to use less effective methods of killing thousand pound animals without any effort at stunning before butchering/skinning, so many of the animals are even still alive while it happens bc it’s too much time and therefore money to make sure they’re all dead—even rifle shots point blank to the head take 4 or 5 times to kill a massive cow who is struggling violently for her life.

and ofc, thorough government subsidizing of all this abuse.

burgers are not and never were a human right. get the fuck over it. they are an INSANE luxury built on so many levels of enslavement and hellish cruelty, to humans and nonhuman animals both.

you think burgers are supposed to be cheap bc you don’t even think about what had to happen for it to get to your plate.

because those companies never pay out when their underage workers get mangled in the machines. because not a single soul in those slaughterhouses has a single legal protection or right. because the workers who farm the immense amount of feed for these animals you eat are not even thought of let alone paid anything resembling a wage.

it’s always “cheap” to produce something when your business depends on human and animal slavery.

[birchbow]

do you have voiceclaims for any of your OCs?

I wish! I can describe how I'd want their voices to sound but I'm not a very auditory person and I don't usually stop to think about whether X person could work for any of my characters, so no specifics come to mind--at least not for fan OCs. I've also poisoned the well at least a little by recording my own podfic of several chapters, which does mean half the time all I can imagine is my own voice, which doesn't help anything lol.

[strangewiggles]

You were spilling all my will out I was bleeding my last brains It's nothing like the nothingness That normally numbs one's pain

Goodbye, oh goodbye

some closeups for you

[weirdlookindog]

Sol Invictus - Abattoirs of Love

[likopinina]

I gave Aspity antibiotics and she's helping me now. Tentative alliance let's gooooo

[entelodante]

working on a larger post detailing the wyrms outside the Abattoirs! also trying to work on a more painterly style so did this fella as a lil warm up, these horrors are made with LOVE