#the path girl in white

[notruvik]

[lilmisssammy]

Happy pride to gay wolves and gay wolves only

[spaghettibabie]

GIRL IN WHITE DRAWING ON MY PHONE 🤯🤯🤯

Can’t believe I did this wtf

[sulsulesbian]

the girl in white • the girl in red

[uliana-redfeather]

day 1: girl in white

after drawing her for a couple of times (i have drafts for this prompt) i started warming up towards her since when playing the game she'd give me constant jumpscares and i was Not happy

[sixty-silver-wishes]

Characters from The Path!

I’ve been so fascinated by the videos by @izzzyzzz on this game and its premise! I love stories that are open to interpretation and contain a lot of symbolism, and I’ve been wanting to practice character design some more. Here’s the six main girls, as well as the Girl in White!

[occasionallythreeowls]

Day One: The Girl in White

The girl in the woods was caught in the snare.

So she pulled herself free, and left her shadow bound.

In the forest she wandered, a splash of color between the slate gray trees. Her home was somewhere far behind her, so she made the woods her home. The forest sheltered her, offering herbs to cure her ills and fruit to fill her belly.

She saw her shadow, white dress stained red, watching her from a field of wildflowers. Petals and pollen drifted past hard black eyes. Accusatory. Fixed.

One day, wandering through brittle grasses, searching for the clues the forest had laid out for her, the road revealed itself to her.

A wide and unpretentious dirt path, lined on either side with dew-dappled wildflowers that glistened in the bright morning sun. Down one way, a small island cottage. Down the other, a city, vast and strange.

A city that had not been there when the girl first entered the woods.

How long had she been in the woods, wandering overgrown dales and fleeing her red-stained shadow? Was there anyone left, in the world beyond, who remembered her? Who would take her in their arms and kiss her hair and say I always knew I’d see you again?

Empires of steel and concrete had grown over the bones of villages, burying the memory of the cottages and farmlands of long-ago years.

She stood on the path and looked upon the unfamiliar city. She turned to look upon the cottage, the forest, the path.

Above, the sky was vast and cloudless.

Nervously, she stepped onto the path. The flowers seemed to beam at her. She stood there, picturing a crossroads. There lay the city, foreign to her. Full of fear, and possibility. There lay the cottage, charming and cozy, and yet something seemed to snarl and salivate within the white painted walls.

To her back, the forest. Beneath her feet, the path.

Her feet moved in no direction at all.

Where to wander? Where to seek? Where to run?

What did she hope to find? What did she hope to flee?

She moved, with slow and delicate steps, toward the city wondering about the people there.

But as she did, she pictured the shadow.

Hers.

Bound, and lost, and furious.

And scared.

She stopped, and turned back to the woods, where the echo of her, she knew, waited in the snare. Fashioning snares of her own, now.

She could leave the woods, flit like a firefly from place to place. But she wouldn't truly be gone from this place.

Not while her shadow remained.

She turned from the path, feeling the coolness of shadows on her back as she slipped between the trees. There was a teddy bear in the woods, two halves, each with a full, ragged head, clumsily stitched together.

She walked to the place where the snare still lay, wondering how a lost thing could be found.

Wondering how a broken thing could be made whole.

[slightly-gay-pogohammer]

dark fantasy retelling of fairytales that talk about childhood and trauma and being your true self and not following the rules in order to grow and (blows up)

[t0bey]

I watched a certain Izzyzzz video that introduced me to this game and im so incredibly in love with the designs

[pixel-lightart]

The Path girlies, lets go girls!!! 🐺🌧️⛓️🥀❌☎️🐇

[lilmisssammy]

What do you call this character dynamic other than 'My favourite characters'

[spaghettibabie]

MORE THE PATH

[samaeljigoku]

The Path's Red sisters and Girl in White in tiny pixels. This seemed to take ages, but was fun. Still version below.

[fallen-faerie]

[sulsulesbian]

girl help I can't help making the puff sleeves of the girl in white and red bigger and bigger

[bonnieisaway]

gun to my fucking head u tell me "believe that seven in the past and seven as he is now are two seperate people and entities are not the same person and the past seven would have never been as kind or caring as the current seven became" i'll read you my will and testament right fucking there i do not care what anybody says to me that's the same bitch . that's the same motherfucker. have you ever looked in the mirror and asked yourself who you'd be if that didn't happen to you. if the tramua didn't hold you down everyday. if you lived a better life. that's what happened to seven. the same motherfucker who got a new start. that man was never some heartless killer , the man who was some "stone cold, heartless, steel-faced killer" who didn't care isn't hiding inside him because he does not exist. you can look. you will not find him. the director himself right the fuck now could say that to me and i wouldn't fucking believe him

there is EMPATHY in every action he takes in his past. the show does not make sense in any regard - in the way we pick it apart and comb over it like we always do - if he was just some heartless guy who lives on in the depths of seven who does not care. that boy would never only fight on missions. that boy would never refuse to draw his sword on redtooth until he had no other option. that boy would not consistently, and wordlessly spare bystanders who he understands are harmless and are stricken by their own emotions. and that boy would never, never go against every killer in the world to save a girl who he knew had been set out as a trap for him.

that's not a different seven that is seven in a worse scenario. he's not "unlocking his old personality" or "reverting to who he used to be" or "becoming a cold killer again" - he is once again put in the same scenario that poses danger to his life. seven is not moving backwards, nor unlocking something hidden in him - and i don't mean his memories, yes, he is gaining some back, but i mean the fundamental personality and "person" he was believed to be back then - history is repeating itself and his life is being shaped by the same inherent tragedy it once was. yes, he had one moment to laugh in season four. that does not mean he doesn't want to anymore, or can't, or won't, it means he will when he fucking can despite despite despite.

i'm so i'm going insane to a point i cannot put it into words but i dont i don't LIKE the thought process of "becoming who he used to be." or the concept that he was ever anyone else . that is unfalteringly, and indisputably seven. there's no other seven. his life was built around a world that was not fit for a fifteen year old with no visible or prominent family to be in, let alone one where at the age of fifteen he killed people to survive. there was ALWAYS a love in that man's heart but there was an inherent wall he learned to build around it. a wall that when he woke up on chicken island he did not feel the need to build. i feel like i cannot put this into words well enough