#the rising storm event

[orchid-151]

@brimstone-and-cinnabar

Orchid had run back to the village she, her brother, and friends called home and rung the defense bell...

"There's a calamity coming! Please get to safety!" She called out, getting the Villager's attention. They had felt the same shock wave that Orchid had felt the moment before... And where frightened.

Jay, Orchid's librarian friend, began to guide the Villagers to what they believe is a safe place. Though they never thought it would happen they did plan another route to escape any calamities that might befall the village...

Orchid herself ran straight to the building she called home and started gathering supplies.

'I can't just run from this....' she thought as she entered her home.

'Someone is going to fight whatever it is...' she grabbed as many Enchanted Apples she could grab and put in her bag.

'They are going to need all the help they can get...' she grabbed a few potions of healing to share.

'It might be a good idea to take this too...' she took her spare ender chest, in case she needed to get more Enchanted apples...

Mason called out for Orchid "Sis, where are you?! We have to get to safety!"

Smith was running through the streets "Orchid! We have to go! Where are you?!"

But Orchid was already out of the village, and headed towards the approaching danger... 'I can't fight to save my life... But, I can at the very least give whoever is choosing to fight back a fighting chance... I just hope potions and apples will be enough...' she thought to herself, knowing the risk she was taking...

[jazzkrebber]

this man said the word "no" and serotonin FLOODED my brain

[maidenofcrows]

Grishaverse characters as things I’ve done pt. 2

Zoya: sat at a light for a lil bit after it turned green solely because the car behind honked while it was red

Kuwei: only agreed to attend a social event after being assured that there would be plenty of dark corners to hide in

Harshaw: has tried pole dancing

[ask-radin-the-enderman]

The normally lax enderman leaned over the balcony, screaming over the omens of strong winds and flying leaves. This was too close, too soon, too similar to the last mess he had gotten himself into. The void was silent, still, nearly a year to use was only a few weeks away from the Orb of Dominance. He finally tried to make a change and settle down, now this...this happens. All while Engles is away and unable to man the towns defenses, hopefully his friend was doing better than him. "Fuck me." @brimstone-and-cinnabar

[the-enchanted-mistakes]

~Danger at the hurrizin~

@jamestheenderman

@brimstone-and-cinnabar

[dozen-arrows-in-my-chest]

Neither of them know what the shaking and the piercing distant scream meant, but the achievement notice poping up over the players head foretold nothing good. // @brimstone-and-cinnabar 's "The Rising Storm" Event!

[invisible-shadow]

im not sure if it needs a blood warning but here it is anyway.

Someone? Anyone? Please…

Cecelia: who was that, this late at night? It’s not safe… I’ll go check on them. ‘It was coming from here…’ Cecelia thought

An injured evoker laid on the grass, Cecelia panicked, “oh my- I’ll try and find someone!”

“No”, the evoker said, ”please stay with me, I am beyond saving. I don’t want to die alone please! I had so much faith in my higher ups I did everything they demanded without question. In return, they left me in the mud to rot. ”

Cecelia kneeled gently on the grass and asked, “what happened?”

“well”, the evoker started, “we needed potion ingredients… then it appeared… everyone abandoned me to save themselves… I escaped with minor withering, when I went to a village for milk, I got attacked. I dragged myself here to die”. He seemed to have great difficulties trying to remember what had happened. The evoker shifted to look at Cecelia, “now you tell me, why haven’t you left me, an Illager, to simply perish?”

almost instantly, Cecelia replied, “because that would be very wrong.”

“You're to good for this world, take my totem”, the evoker stated

“but you’ll die!” Cecelia refused the totem

“I’m not worth saving, it’s not going to work anyway, an emeralds missing”

Cecelia had an idea,”is there a way to mask life with it”

“Yes, it’s very dark magic, what are you willing to sacrifice?”

“Anything”, Cecelia stated.

“First repair the totem with an emerald, then take the blood of everyone you want to protect. Use the blood, and the totem as an offering. Everyone will become ghost like entities; neither dead nor alive”, the evoker seemed like he was trying to remember something, “this all requires a sacrifice who the nether beings will gladly accept.”

(I lost the panel 🥲)

“S-sacrifice?”, Cecelia repeated startled.

“They’ll accept just about anything”, the evoker added calmly.

“what’s your name?”, Cecelia asked

“Edward ”

“I’ll remember you Edward”

“Thank you”

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A sacrifice, the totem, the blood.

the nether beings gladly accepted Cecelia’s offerings. But one question remained on Cecelia’s mind. ‘How does one defeat a wither storm?’

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@brimstone-and-cinnabar I did this before the stage update, I tried to make it kinda fit in with your wither sickness (forgetfulness).

this is the first comic I’ve ever done, I’m open for constructive criticism. I know my story telling skills aren’t the best, I’m working on it. I

[gornackeaterofworlds]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN TRAGIC PART(S)?!?!?!

I just got my heart scotch taped back together!!! And that's some flimsy shit!!!

Oh dear, I'm afraid lucky(AA wait it wasn't lucky I told it to, it was the discord) knows more than you do maybe(from all the Mikey teasing). Uhh...

*glances at copious deaths, injuries, and torture* I didn't mean it I didn't mean it don't hurt me-

[jamestheenderman]

"Did you see that, Klein?! Sounds like we got some stuff to do!"

"Why do you mention the both of us...? You do whatever, let me be..."

"Oh, no no. You come with me. Imma need some extra hands for this~"

"Ugh... fine... I'll go get some weapons... I hope it works"

@brimstone-and-cinnabar

[ask-thebrokenone-fromtheshadows]

(I'm never going to draw after this... Gosh I deeply apologize for taking so long)

(Phase 1)

A reply to @brimstone-and-cinnabar 's event

[wondon23-the-drowned-kid]

^^ in a atempt to socialize with the creature fake james used his incredible analysis and spotting natural ability and examined the creatures body visualy by its powers and its aperece his mindset change-ing...... annnnduhhhhhhh- Fake james: *eyes roll to the sides and simply we go into his mindset WHICH IS A REFERENCE TO POKEMON BY THE WAY LOL*, HIS MINDSET HAS BEEN CHANGED and now HE WILL USE HIS ULTIMATE ABILITY maybey one of his very FEW abilitys

His goopy body has changed and is slowly increasing in size!, for those who might not know Fake james' shapeshifting ability has various limitations specialy in the facts of copying powers, fake james is incredibly skilled and can copy anything that size is as big as 4 enderdragon islands, the problem is that he can't shapeshift whiout have seen the enemy and examined their body well, and they can't copy their powers unless he had fisical contact with their body, the other rule that applys to this is the fact that any and all powers he copys will be half less powerful then normal makeing him weaker against his oponents but somehow more durable!, the other problem is that he has a limited amount of body mass he can carry in his ender eye, alltho imense, his capacity of body mass has a limit, every hit he takes that is fisical like sliceing,punching and even dismenbering can be easily reatched the problem is if its frozen or burned, Fake james is weak to fire and ice (fire incinerates his body mass, and ice makes it solid and unable to regenerate), unless the potential creature he copys has some kind of resistance to those factors, he will keep regenerating, but if hes loseing his energy and concentration the shapeshifting and the powers become weak and he becomes more vunerable and the only way for him to regenerate body mass IS TO USE THAT ENERGY,

BEHOLD WITHER STORM, YOUR DIRECT OPONENT they say the hardest thing to kill is yourself, WELL THEN TRY TO KILL YOURSELF IF YOU CAN, or befriend it idk, since fake james is only do this cuz he thinks storm is " f r i e n d" And don't underestimate him, again he can shapeshift any part of his body, if he wants he could very much make other body parts come out of him to make his life easier!, SO WITHER STORM VS FAKE STORM! BEGIN! (OMG I ALLWEYS WANTED TO DO THIS! A KAIJU like battle made with fake james!, THIS IS GOING TO BE BLASTING AWSOME!!!) the host of the event is @brimstone-and-cinnabar GO CHECK HIM OUT EVERYONE! Ps about the fake storm: (The two other heads have a mind of their own, and praticaly pieces of fake james could make copys of himself and other mobs that can atleast intaque the body mass but that would require his concentration to multiply for the amount of copys so he probably ... won't do that)

[orchid-151]

(This is going to be fun~)

(update Jan. 22, forgot to tag when posting this 😅)

@brimstone-and-cinnabar

[mswild1]

Rising Through the Storm

Jonah sat at her kitchen table, staring at a stack of bills and unanswered letters. She ran her fingers through her tangled hair, her eyes heavy with exhaustion. It was the fifth notice this month, each more threatening than the last. Every word seemed to scream at her: Pay up, or lose everything. She was used to fighting battles she hadn’t started. The lawsuit from her ex-business partners, the…

[mysterybooks-world]

to @brimstone-and-cinnabar

So here is the plan my OC aka Amelia

She is an inventor and discoverer

laser-induced plasma. In addition to her natural physical strength and scientific skill, Amelia's suit contains a pair of retractable plasma blades housed in the forearms. These blades are razor-sharp and can slice through most, if not all, materials with relative ease. with her plasma blades and own physical agility to counter nearly everyone's attacks. she has very quick reflexes,

While Her shoes can transform into hawk-like claws

so Amelia's plan is she create a device called the mole

Because the device looks like a mole Robot

She has to get the mole into the center of the wither storm Where the command box is.

she knows that Because she was monitoring everything from her laboratory

Imagine a parrot with a hidden camera Or a wolf or a bee

When Amelia noticed suspicious activity in the overworld by the Nether People and When she put the dots together

Amelia started making plans

For this, she Designed the mole

When mole is inside, he will dig inside the storm until mole reaches command box.

but do this We need to make the wither storm weak And buy some time For mole to do his job

so Amelia Sent messages asking for help from other players

Amelia used a ship like this from (TheBlueJerome) ♪ "RUNNING TO NEVER" - A Minecraft Original Music Video ♪

So that she can reach the Other players quickly

So I'm going to ask you all

Who will help Amelia plan or Do you have any suggestions for the plan?

[the-enchanted-mistakes]

Morning rush!

[chrisevansonly]

Playing With Fire

Max Verstappen x Female Reader

summary: you and stella are max’s world, and he’d be damned if he let his father speak ill of either of you.

warnings: angst, jos (ew), angry max, slight mentions of crying, fluff at end

a/n: this is a re-upload to see if it shows up in the tags 🥲

When Stella was born, it was one of the best days ever for Max, seeing his baby girl come into the world, and the way she practically latched onto him from the minute she was welcomed into the family. He knew right then and there he would be the absolute best father to his daughter, just as he was the best husband to you, and always had been.

If there was one thing Max nor you completely enjoyed it was family events when everyone got together, including Jos. Max’s father.Max and his father have a complicated relationship, in a way they seem close but there’s always that edge to his dad that keeps all of you on the edge of your seat. You in particular seemed to still be an issue to him, and every once in a while, you’d become the punching bag at the dinner table.

Stella was sleeping in your arms as you sat next to Max at the dinner table, Jos across from you both and his mother on the other end with the rest of his family and some friends that had joined for the monthly get together.

“So when is the next Verstappen coming?” His father asked looking at you. Stella was only 6 months old so you and Max were happy to just enjoy the time you have with her now, not even thinking about another baby.

“Oh, well i’m sure someday we’ll have another…”

“We’re in no rush” Max butted in, assuming it would stop his father’s line of questioning.

“Yes well, it’s just you had a baby girl…there has to be a boy in the equation…”

You furrowed your brows, fixing Stella’s blanket as she continued to sleep, oblivious to the rising tensions in the room.

“I don’t think so? There’s nothing wrong with having girls..”

“Who’s supposed to carry on the name?”

Max sat up straighter, his hand squeezing your knee gently

“Stella will just as our next baby will eventually, regardless of their gender.”

Jos shook his head taking a sip of his water as he sighed, before looking back at you.

“All i’m saying is you should be trying for a boy.”

“Well it doesn’t work that way.”

The table was getting quieter as the father and son squared off, Jos not backing down and Max not about to let his father attack you in anyway. Not on his watch.

“I knew the second you had a daughter it would make you weak, let alone marrying her and having that baby! She’s useless if she can’t have a boy! You’re wasting your time Max, I knew from the second I met her it would ruin our family.”

Used to his harassment you didn’t cry, but it didn’t stop tears from welling up in your eyes as you almost deflated in a way, hugging Stella closer to your chest. The minute your eyes looked to Max, long gone was his soft stare and gentle smile, replaced was a look almost predatory as he looked to his father.

“Watch your fucking mouth when you’re talking about the mother of my child.”

“Max-”

“No, get out.”

“Excuse me?” Jos’s eyes widened and he shook his head

“GET THE HELL OUT!”

Max yelled, slamming his hands down on the table, seconds later Stella stirring before whimpering in your arms. The dutchman froze and looked apologetically at you as you excused yourself to go up to the nursery, only then turning back to look at his father.

“If you ever so much as think about speaking about my wife and daughter again, it’ll be me coming after you. Now get the fuck out.”

Jos didn’t even offer to say anything else, pushing back his chair and storming out, effectively cutting the dinner to an end as everyone left, Max’s mother sticking around to help clean up and of course comfort you afterwards. She had always been close to you and Max and in a way she was like a mother to you too.

“Baby?”

Turning at the sound of your husbands voice you smiled, still holding Stella in your arms, only this time she was much calmer, her eyes lighting up as she spots her dad.

“Hi, everything okay?”

“I should be asking you that…”

Shrugging you let him take Stella from you, his demeanour much more relaxed with his baby girl in his arms as he placed a few kisses to her cheeks.

“I know what your father is like, yes it hurts but I love you and you love me and that’s all that matters…we have a beautiful baby girl, and that man will never be able to change what we have.”

Max nods, bringing you into his side and leaning down to kiss you softly

“You’re right, he can’t. I’ll never let him ever disrespect you like that ever again. No matter what I have to do.”

“I know you won’t Maxie…and I love you very much for it, Stella too, huh baby?”

Stroking her cheek gently she babbled happily, leaning on Max’s shoulder, her hand patting his chest gently

“My girls…I love you both so much, i’ll always protect you both, with my everything.”

Nothing else needed to be said in the moment, all Max needed was his girls and he felt whole. Nothing else mattered because to him he had everything he’d ever wanted in his life. Despite what he went through growing up, Jos had never made his heart turn cold, he made it big enough to hold the love he had for you two, and would always hold, no matter what happened.

Besides, everyone knew messing with the Verstappen girls, was playing with fire.