#this is unholy and perfect on so many levels

[caineinthecorner]

Hi. I binged like 80 chats in a row and I have opinions(tm) about physical strength and general power stuff of the brothers. Mostly just strength related things, but I tried to cover most of their battle stuff.

Yes I know, yes I know, "they're ranked as siblings by power blabla", but that's LAME. So here are my personal takes mostly for fun. Canon is dead and I ate it.

Also I finished the dividers and general aesthetics of this blog woo

★ Lucifer.

Generally the strongest, period, can and WILL kill almost anyone without much issue or even second thought

Physical strength, however? He’s not the best, as he doesn’t rely on it at all for battle / conflict

He didn't need it in heaven, after all

(Beel was his brawns and he was already a powerful angel so it never was a requirement)

I don't see him actively working out (anymore, at least), so most of his strength is merely his baseline

His main tactic conflict wise is intimidation.

Cough giving MC death threats cough

Very prideful of himself in battle, obviously

Rarely would ever use any sort of dirty tricks

Would probably prefer to go down the "honorable way"

Target his brothers though and he WILL play every trick in the book with little regard to his pride or his own life

This fuck looks like he knows swordsmanship and is probably the only of the brothers who does so

(except maybe Satan who is learning just to copy / be better than him)

Either that or he knows fancy sword dances for angel rituals he cannot partake in anymore (and doesn't do them anymore)

Diavolo has photos of him doing said dances but his lips are triple sealed since it is a heavily touchy subject

★ Mammon.

Canonically this man is physically weak (or at least has a weak complexion / scrawny arms)

Probably the most disappointing in terms of strength because he is literally the second born

His saving grace is his unholy speed and dirty tricks, using it to cover his weaknesses / lack of physical strength.

A LOT of dirty tricks and bs magic stuff. So so many. Never ends

He’s the living embodiment of the “random bullshit go!!!” meme

You know Looney tunes? Yeah this man has the Bugs bunny's levels of bullshit

But he has the best stamina out of his brothers (so he can run away from his debts)

Doesn't train because he's already perfect as it is (<- that's his ego talking he can barely pick up the weights at Beel's gym)

Honor is for the dead type of person. Nothing is out of the table in battle

(^ that makes him terrifying to fight against btw)

He either tries to intimidate (imitating Lucifer) or sweet-talk his way out of conflict

It usually just pisses off his adversary more which actually leads to the fights starting, but hey, he tried 乁⁠(⁠ ⁠•⁠_⁠•⁠ ⁠)⁠ㄏ

★ Leviathan.

Physical strength is shit.

he will get his shit kicked if he tries to brawl with almost anyone

Except maybe the lowest hanging fruit (humans)

Magical or general strength is decent, but he's definitely not the greatest in battle out of the brothers

^ he's kinda insecure about this and he wishes he were stronger (he sulks about it)

Wishes that actual irl battles were like Fire Emblem or strategy games bcs he's actually good in those

Update: I didn't make it clear (mb lol) but I see him as the best strategist of the brothers by far, he just isn't good at front-line action

^ Being away from the front lines keeps the pressure away from him for the most part, and it avoids him getting riled up and acting rash

He once tried to workout with Beel but quickly got overwhelmed because Beel shoved 200kg weights onto him thinking it was an reasonable starting point

So he kinda has trauma(tm) about it

Despite his garbage physical prowess, he WILL start fights and get riled up easily

He goes onto his demon form immediately when he wants to fight

^ bcs his strength isn't great, and he needs any boost he can get

Plus, awful anger management

My man will get onto a fist fight with the demon equivalent of a redditor over anime waifus and he will lose

★ Satan.

As the literal embodiment of Wrath, he does pack quite a punch and will maul you to death with only his fists. No problems at all

But that's merely his baseline strength (which is a lot) since he doesn’t really train physically

Probably focuses on other areas (read: intelligence) instead of physical strength.

Which is ironic because he could kick Lucifer's ass in a fist fight if he actually trained more

But oh well. Books do be booking

Surprisingly strategic while in fights, although not above Going Apeshit

Funnily enough the least likely of the brothers to enter a fight

Has read The Art Of War and will quote it just to be a smartass

★ Asmodeus.

Physically? Weak.

Probably the weakest of the brothers, having more or less the strength of a human (and on the weaker side of that).

He doesn’t train whatsoever; Likes his slender figure and muscles “ruin” that.

However, he makes up for it on the "trickster" scale.

As the Avatar of Lust, he will probably go the charm route instead of wanting to directly fight his enemies, or he make someone else do the dirty work for him.

Think of Mammon but make it a bit less scummy, tricks wise.

His go-to is sweet talk.

Something something the Avatar of Lust being physically weak since sex is considered an act of vulnerability and therefore the lowering of one’s guard something something

Something something the poetic narrative of the Avatar of Lust having only power through Communication something something

★ Beelzebub.

Contrary to Asmo; he does lift for days and can pack quite the punch, being one of the stronger brothers physically despite being one of the youngest.

I don't see him caring much for magic or other types of strength, he is content in packing the punch and has the capabilities to back him up.

Fight wise he will probably punch the problems away

Maybe use one or two tricks he’s learned

Mostly relies on his intuition and gut and it surprisingly works out

Nothing fancy; Dictionary definition of all muscle no brain battle wise

Literally one of the scariest brothers to ever fight he will actually beat you to a bloody pulp

And make a smoothie out of it

★ Belphegor.

This fucker doesn't lift at all you can't tell me shit

At MOST he'll accompany Beel to the gym and would sleep at the benches

The strength he has is the strength he was born with

Which isn't a lot, but still above human average by quite a lot

More or less demon standard of strength. Maybe a slightly below it

But he's still above most demons by a mile in other regards, mostly magic prowess

He's stronger than Levi because I think it would be hilarious that the dude who sleeps all day is stronger than him

(or you can make him really physically strong just because it'd be funny to see the sleepy dude kick ass)

(either way is funny as shit go ham)

★ Physical strength chart

Behemoth type strength :

Beel (only barely)

Lucifer

Satan

High / Low above human average :

Mammon

Belphie (low diff w/ mammon)

Levi

Asmo

★General strength chart

Can kill hundreds no effort :

Lucifer

Satan (If apeshit)

Are not as strong but still terrifying :

Mammon

Beel

Belphie

Levi, Asmo (Tie)

[monstersdownthepath]

Herald of Asmodeus: Basileus

CR 15

Lawful Evil Medium Outsider

Inner Sea Gods, pg. 278 (though the picture is from Council of Thieves: Mother of Flies, pg. 79

Yes, Medium sized. You see, Basileus is NOT the terrifying, diabolic apparition with multiple snakes emerging from it, but the tiny figure settled in its ribcage. Crafted from the very essence of Hell itself to fill Asmodeus’ lofty expectations--expectations which spelled death for at least six other Heralds before--Basileus represents the power of Hell incarnate, which includes the ability to cow any lesser being nearby into submission with nothing but a look. While his Veil of Forms normally keeps his true nature hidden from onlookers and makes him look attractive to anyone who can see him, he can raise or drop this comforting veil as a free action to wreak unholy terror on everyone that draws too close... but we’ll get to that later. First, a bit of background!

Basileus (or “Basil,” as I’ll be calling him from here on out) is Asmodeus’ perfect doll, crafted from Hell’s essence and, some say, the best parts of his past Heralds, all of whom disappointed him in some fashion. For a tyrant who desires absolute control, the only solution he would accept is the creation of a being who would follow his orders without question, hesitation, or creative interpretation. Basil does exactly as Asmodeus commands, following orders in accordance with both their spirit and letter with an efficiency that rivals machines, and thankfully for the mortal plane, these orders usually have him serving as an envoy and diplomat between Asmodeus and other powers across the Great Beyond. He is explicitly stated to rarely ever step onto the Material Plane, and even then only long enough to complete a task which directly benefits Hell and its infernal master. He tolerates mortals in the same way a sculptor tolerates dust and stone shards all over the floor, in that dealing with them is a side-effect in the process of creating something worthwhile, but they’re ultimately waste to be brushed aside and disposed of the instant the main project is finished, and certainly nothing to cozy up to and talk with. Basil’s contempt for mortals is one of his most famous aspects, to the point that even Asmodeus’ own followers hesitate to beseech their god for his Herald’s assistance, seeing the diabolic abomination as a last resort despite the power he offers his summoners, which includes the ability to grant a Wish once a day... but only for a mortal.

There is some delicious irony in Basileus having the most powerful spell available to him 1/day, a power no other Herald approaches, but he can only use it on the very mortals he despises. No matter how pitiful their lack of imagination or careless their wording, this power belongs to them. Unfortunately, he’s quite clever in manipulating people into getting what he wants out of their wishes, and only grants them in accordance with Asmodeus’ desires anyway, so the irony isn’t AS delicious as it could be.

Despite being a glorified mailman in terms of purpose, Basil nonetheless embodies perfection in every respect, both physical and mental: He possesses the strength to bend iron with his bare hands (26), arrow-dodging levels of dexterity (22), an indestructible constitution (25), staggering intellect (26), and enough charisma to clash with the most boisterous personalities and lay them low at his feet (25). The only stat of his that’s lower than 20 is his Wisdom, sitting at a 19. While many Heralds have one or two of his stats beaten out, no other Herald has such towering ability scores across the board, truly showing off Asmodeus’ craftsmanship... pity that he falls short in many other areas including, ironically, his hit dice. Though he has a nearly-unequaled stat distribution, he actually has less HD than the average Herald at 16, whereas most have 17 or 18 (though Sunlord Thalachos and the Menotherian both have 15 for whatever reason).

Of course, such flaws in his form aren’t evident to anyone not looking directly at his statblock. To everyone in-universe, Basileus is something like an advancing wall of death, something to be desperately avoided at all costs, because coming too close to the Herald of Hell may see one slain before they can even draw their weapon.

As previously mentioned, Basil normally hides behind a Veil of Forms, a specialized illusion which makes him look attractive to whomever is looking at him, regardless of their individual tastes and preferences. If he cannot be attractive then he will appear powerful instead, and oftentimes he combines the two... just not intentionally. Basil has no control over what onlookers see, nor does he gain any supernatural insight into whatever they’re seeing, and truth be told he doesn’t really care (if he did, he has a +23 Sense Motive to try and hash it out). The more important part is what happens when he drops his veil.

Basil can raise or lower his veil as a free action on his turn with no limit, allowing him to lower it and expose his true, diabolic form just enough to focus his crushing Gaze onto a creature within 30ft before raising it when that poor victim drops to the floor, dead as a doornail. You see, any being subjected to his Gaze must succeed a DC 25 Will save or be subjected to the illusory sight of the most terrifying thing they can possibly imagine, a sight so overwhelmingly horrifying that any creature with 6 HD or fewer is slain instantly if they fail the save, while everything above the threshold becomes irrationally panicked for 2d4 rounds if they fail, and REGARDLESS if they pass or fail, victims take 6d6 points of damage from the strain of seeing their worst fears brought to life before them. While he normally uses this power to snuff out a select creature like a candle, in pitched combat he can simply leave the veil down, blasting everyone around him constantly as long as they keep looking at him; the damage and panic recur every round a creature remains within 30ft of the Herald of Hell while also looking at him, as there is no 24 hour immunity clause.

You may notice a couple harsh limits to this otherwise overwhelming power: A strict 30ft limit, and victims must be able to see him. So long as you’re either keeping your distance or keeping your eyes closed, his terrifying gaze can’t affect you, and he lacks any ability which explicitly punishes a creature trying to blind-fight him like Sneak Attack... though this isn’t to say that the embodiment of Asmodeus’ will can be beaten by simply closing one’s eyes, no. He has plenty of other tricks up his horrible, horrible sleeves.

First and foremost is his least impressive aspect, his melee: Basil can cause horrible wounds to open up on any creature he touches, inflicting 1d8+8 damage. This is less than impressive, especially when stapled to his Medium-sized frame, but he has other options. Five of them, in fact! When his veil is down and his true diabolic body is exposed, he produces five additional, monstrous limbs which can slam anything within 15ft of him for 1d8+8 damage each, making his melee offense much scarier. However, this isn’t where he truly shines. No, his magic is the scariest thing about him.

As a being of illusions, Basil has quite the menagerie of illusion spells. At-will, he can use False Vision to prevent people from scrying on him or anyone he’s talking to, Mirage Arcana to shape the terrain to his liking, and Persistent Image for basically whatever distraction he needs. At 3/day, he can use Phantasmal Killer to terrify someone outside his 30ft aura of terror to death, but more dangerously he can use Greater Invisibility 3/day, which prevents him from using his lethal gaze but combines in a bad way (for everyone else) with his supernatural 60ft flight speed, his natural +25 to Stealth, and the rest of his offensive prowess, mainly consisting of his melee slams and his at-will Scorching Ray for any distant foes.

Cheating is only fun when the devil does it, so of course Basil can both Greater Teleport at-will and use Ethereal Jaunt 3/day BUT he has Dimensional Anchor to prevent anyone else from doing it. Likewise, all of his illusory power can be defeated with True Seeing, so he has THAT available at 3/day, and Greater Dispel Magic besides to destroy whatever spells or effects he cannot maneuver around. It’s especially fun to shuck buffs off anyone trying to fly up and harm him or use spells to make themselves immune to fear (his Gaze is a mind-affecting fear effect, so immunity to fear prevents the entire thing!), fire, or poison.

Poison? Oh yes. I forgot to mention the poison, didn’t I? It’s the very first spell you’d see in his statblock, as well! Cloudkill. At-will. The mist covering alone would be valuable enough, but the poisonous cloud slaughters anything too low-HD for him to care about in a single breath while sapping 1d4 Constitution slowly but surely out of everything else. Immune to poison himself (and Fire, but that’s besides the point), Basil can spray Cloudkill in every direction and even in his own space without fear every single round, and it makes trying to fight him through his Greater Invisibility all the more dangerous, as the twisting mists further hide his movements. And as mentioned, he enjoys cheating, which is why he has Blind-Fight for himself when he battles in his own poisonous clouds, giving him a much higher chance to actually connect with his melee or Scorching Rays than he’d otherwise have.

Basileus is a terrifying and potentially frustrating foe, often able to spell the end of a battle as a free action just by lowering his veil and blasting the entire party with 2d4 rounds of panic and 6d6 irresistible, typeless damage which will continue to grind down anyone not completely immune to fear. Then, when everyone is fleeing screaming from the awful thing, he fills their spaces with Cloudkill, blasts them with Phantasmal Killer or Scorching Ray, or simply LEAVES with his teleport or jaunt. The guy is a jerk, but you have to admire his efficiency; every other Herald needs at least one standard action on their turn to send the whole party packing!

You can read more about him here.

[fandomfluffandfuck]

related mostly to this, but also this, so... very tmi shit under the cut:

Normally, when I have tmi sex and/or scene stories to tell, I put them in the tags, but there's too much to say this time thus, a whole fucking post. No half hiding in the tags, lmao.

Last night was a goddamn religion experience. I swear to FUCK. I say scenes are godly in the most unholy way in my writing a lot and... yeah 😮‍💨

The first thing I did at the party was get my boots blacked, since I've always wanted to, and--Jesus Christ. I would have been completely chill with that being my only playing for the whole night because it was ✨️that good✨️

The bootblack that was there was criminally, unfairly good in so many ways. For one, my boots look better than they did when I bought them, and I do upkeep them myself. Secondly, he fried my fucking brain. Of course, I understood that bootblacking in a kink setting is a kinky experience and would be deeply sexual going into it. That being said, I was not fucking prepared for the bootblack to apply some of the shit he was using on my leather with his tongue. I was not prepared to have one of the leather belts that he had to work on wrapped around my neck to use as a leash to force me down closer to his level where he was at my feet so he could kiss me. With my chest pressed to my thighs, his hand at the end of some strangers belt around my throat, he kissed me, and smeared some of whatever it was he was using into my mouth, against my own tongue. I was not prepared for him to taste the leather of my boots, nor was I prepared for him to share the fucking taste (not to mention him asking if I wanted a second taste when we broke apart and me immediately going, "uh-huh," as if I were trained on command). 😮‍💨🥴 Oh. my. fucking. god.

I tipped the bootblack because, duh, and he playfully refused to accept it from my hand. Instead, he had me wedge the cash between the lases of my boots because he wanted to show off how he could untie my laces with just his teeth. He did. He fucking did. Then, he had me re-tie my own laces. I nearly fucking forgot how to tie my boots, I shit you not--and I'm pretty sure that was the point 👀

Okay, so, boots blackened and severely fucking turned on, after that I was like whatever the fuck comes up, I'm fucking good. I. Yeah.

I watched for a while. The guy who threw the party had a really big house with only a small part set as off-limits, so I wandered around until... I got approached by a different guy. I forget the exact words of his opener, and even if I remembered it, it would be nowhere as charming in text as in real life. Anyway, he was straight (ha) to the point and basically was, just, hey, you look like you're really light (for reference, think about pre-serum Steve but a tiny bit taller, I'm 5'6", not 5'4"), I bet you'd be perfect to suspend. And, oh, are you into that, by chance? When I said I'd never been suspended, he started to back off, but I was like, oh, oh no. You can't say shit like that to me and not expect to make me curious to try.

People.

I've tied other people up before, but I haven't been tied up myself in any real capacity--I've practiced shit on myself and gotten off, lmao. And certainly, I had never been suspended myself.

I have now.

I got fucking suspended.

There were anchor points in the ceiling of the basement, and we used them to their full capacity. The writer in me is, like, details details details, meaning I would fucking love to tell you what ties he did and everything but I don't fucking remember. He told me the names before we got into it so I could agree. But I don't recall in the fucking slightest, lmao. I just. Brain gone.

He did my legs (my calves to the back of my thighs) and arms (which were straight back behind me, tied together at the elbow and wrist, meaning that my arms were up toward the ceiling as I was facing the floor). (Eventually, he tied a rope around my torso at the small of my back, too, to help hold me up, that was later, though.)

But.

Before I was really suspended, I was on the floor, he had me on my back, legs folded up underneath me, arching my back to accommodate for the position and so my stomach and dick was very exposed, and he joked very casually--while standing over me, staring down and smirking, of course 🥴--about kicking me so hard that he'd leave the tread print of his boot in my stomach and. I think I died.

Fuck.

I really kinda wish he did kick me that hard 😮‍💨 I'm sure the pattern of the fucking workboots he had on would look great.

Anyway, then, later, I was not on the floor. At all. And as it turns out, I'm even more bendy than I apparently already look 💀

I don't really experience subspace in the same capacity that I experience domspace. I don't go as deep, for sure. And maybe that's why I prefer domming to some degree. That being said, suspension is probably the deepest I've ever gone into subspace. Like. That weightlessness. Every touch, meant to be stimulating--being groped or whatever--or not--like having his fingers slide between my skin and the ropes, checking to make sure nothing was too tight--made my entire body move and sway and twist. Yet, I absolutely couldn't move. I could not keep anything straight. He would touch me in one place and then suddenly be doing something else, somewhere else.

The rope he was using was sisal and holy shit. It's like jute but better because it's rougher and it hurts more. Like. Suspension obviously doesn't have to hurt. I told him I was all good with more than a little hurt, though. So. He made it hurt.

And I now have the announcment that I... I may be much more of a masochist than I thought 💀💀

I couldn't move, obviously, but I could strain against the ropes some and oh my fucking god. He edged me, jerking me off, before I came down from the tie and he swear to god I was groaning so ridiculously loudly by the end because I couldn't not strain and flex against the rope but that just made the rope dig even more into my skin. Every time I twitched it hurt a little more. Not gonna lie, I think the weightlessness and restraining and pain did more for me than the pleasure of a hand job 😮‍💨

It was incredible.

That fucking dom was incredible. He was so good at ties and suspension and so accommodating to my inexperience, listening but also creative enough to know where to push to give me more than I wanted.

Also. Because I was already fucking there and why not go zero to sixty, though, this is probably more like zero to hundred, lmao, when I came down from being suspended, he untied me, and then I gave my first blow job. It is exactly what I thought it would be, which is intoxicating. The smell. The taste. The weight of it. The power. The way he enjoyed it. Just. Yup.

I was totally fucking locked in the entire time the scene was happening, nothing else fucking existed, nothing else could have--but now that I'm out of it... I can't wait to turn around and have a sub that I can give head to in the same way. I love eating pussy, I really fucking do. It's about the heat, the wetness, the smell, the way they squirm, those noises, and the way it's so fucking easy to pull pleasure out of someone like that. And I just know sucking dick would be the same, doing it from the dom side, not the sub side. As a sub, don't get me wrong, it feels so fucking good to be used--aching, in pain, like, fucking throbbing but also totally limp, so all you can do is stay where they put you and be used. But, I just know flipped it'll be just as good and, maybe, for my personal taste, better.

Aftercare was done--that rope dom was fucking great (as was that bootblack). And before my friend, who I came with, and I left, we did little more watching, together, then headed home.

So, to simplify: first, all gay dungeon party achieved and successful 😮‍💨😮‍💨 Bootblacking experience successful and hot as shit. Suspension experience successful, also hot as shit. Giving a blowjob successful, hot, and in need of repeats.

Thanks for listening to my tmi tales, lmao

[talkethtothehandeth]

In Mormonism when a Black person (who automatically has “the mark of Cain” to show that they are being punished for their father’s sins; part of that punishment is having dark skin) is considered unholy and will only be pure when they die, and when they die they will turn white and their curse will be lifted because they’re finally free from their sins (after they repent in spirit purgatory). And they were banned from the priesthood and marriage sealings (if you get married in the temple you and your spouse will be bound by the holy spirit to live with your forever family; if you have kids they will be baptized to ensure they are part of the Forever Family, and if you never ever stray from the Iron Rod throughout your life that is heavily controlled by a book written by a man who had literal child brides and was perpetuated and enforced by Brigham Young) who later spread to the prophets, you know, the guys who have a phone with god on speed dial and can talk directly to him and relay what he said to do and encourage enforce these commandments otherwise were either going to hell or spirit prison, then you should be fine.

I need you to understand I am not joking when I say something outlandish like that when it comes to the cult— if you know anything about LDS especially FLDS you’d understand why I’m not saying religion

Alma 3:6-9

6 And the skins of the Lamanites were dark, according to the mark which was set upon their fathers, which was a acurse upon them because of their transgression and their rebellion against their brethren

7 And their brethren sought to destroy them, therefore they were cursed; and the Lord God set a amark upon them

8) And this was done that their seed might be distinguished from the seed of their brethren, that thereby the Lord God might preserve his people, that they might not amix and believe in incorrect traditions which would prove their destruction.

9) And it came to pass that whosoever did mingle his seed with that of the Lamanites did bring the same curse upon his seed.

So if y’all are gonna search up this cult, don’t do it just based on the website that is meant to be welcoming to bring people in. You’re literally put on two year missions to talk about god and bring people to convert. You’re expected to be married young and have many children, the wife is the subordinate and submissive to the husband (which we had classes about) and the young women are set to babysit the leader’s children and learn how to be a mom, while the young men get to go outside and do things the ladies weren’t meant to do.

Research the dirty things that the church my name still unfortunately sits with, read the part of where disabled people are wrong and unholy, read the part where slavery is encouraged, read the fucking book of mormon that states blatantly how to be the perfect person who is ultimately confined to a set of rules that isn’t just “obey god and love one another”

“But just because you had a personal experience doesn’t mean all Mormons are bad” I’m not saying that. What I am saying is that the Mormon church was built, founded and run by horrible people and their beliefs that they wrote and still being followed by people now. The Mormon church isn’t the sole cause of these actions that are spread in religion, but as a collective? The church proves itself over and over that you’re meant to be obedient or else. You are never good enough for god, you have to prove it every day that you are worthy. There are different levels for heaven, three levels, depending on how good you are. It isn’t just a religion. The foundations of the LDS church were built surrounding these ideas and it needs to be talked about and not in the watered down way either.

[paperanddice]

Clockwork abominations are so named because of the heretical and incredibly dangerous key to their creation. Where most clockworks use purely mechanical systems to power them, winding up springs tight and letting the gears power its functioning, these abominations are powered by a special engine infused with the energy of a bound devil. This creates a construct that can function indefinitely, never requiring rewinding or attention, but it infuses the malevolence of the devil into the construct. While they are still programmed to follow instructions, they are far more likely to seek loopholes in their programming in order to cause death and destruction. If they can ever escape control by way of an open ended order they will attempt to escape, ensuring that no new order can constrain their destructive desires again.

Creating a clockwork abomination is a risky process, and many attempts to properly infuse and integrate the infernal power source fail, meaning that when it succeeds the construct is often a bit rushed. Rarely as polished and perfect as standard clockworks, they often look almost like scrap metal when at rest, though in motion they are deadly. Most are designed with insectoid appearances, four legs and two forelimbs with some kind of grasping appendage at the end. Their forelimbs reach shockingly far, pistons within extending them to lash out unexpectedly, and a large head with many eyes shining like dim lanterns perches atop a long neck.

Inspired by the Tome of Beasts 1. This post came out a week ago on my Patreon. If you want to get access to all my monster conversions early, as well as access to my premade adventures and other material I’m working on, consider backing me there!

Pathfinder 2e

Clockwork Abomination Creature 5 Rare Large Clockwork Construct Devil Fiend Unholy Perception +11; greater darkvision Languages Common, Infernal Skills Athletics +15, Stealth +10 Str +6, Dex +1, Con +4, Int +0, Wis +0, Cha +1 Agile Legs The clockwork abomination ignores nonmagical difficult terrain. AC 20; Fort +15, Ref +12, Will +9 HP 78; Immunities death effects, disease, doomed, drained, fatigued, fire, healing, necromancy, nonlethal attacks, paralyzed, poison, sickened, unconscious; Resistances physical 5 (except adamantine or orichalcum); Weaknesses electricity 5, holy 5, orichalcum 5 Self Destruct (divine) When the clockwork abomination is reduced to 0 hit points, its infernal power source detonates with a 10-foot emanation, dealing 4d6 fire damage (DC 22 basic Reflex save). Speed 25 feet, climb 25 feet Melee jaw +15 (reach 10 feet, unholy), Damage 2d6+6 piercing plus 1d6 spirit Melee slam +15 (agile, reach 15 feet, unholy), Damage 2d4+6 bludgeoning plus 1d6 spirit Breath Weapon [two actions] (divine, fire) The clockwork abomination unleashes fire from its infernal power source that deals 4d10 fire damage in a 20-foot cone (DC 22 basic Reflex save). The clockwork abomination can't use Breath Weapon again for 1d4 rounds.

13th Age

Clockwork Abomination  Large 3rd level wrecker [construct and devil]  Initiative: +6 Vulnerability: Lightning Piston Arm +8 vs. AC (2 attacks, can target nearby enemies) - 14 damage. C: Breath Weapon +8 vs. PD (1d4 nearby enemies in a group) - 15 fire damage. Limited Use: 1/battle. [Special Trigger] C: Self Destruct +8 vs. PD (all engaged enemies) - 12 fire damage. Scuttle: Enemies attempting to intercept a clockwork abomination must roll a saving throw; on a failure, the clockwork abomination slips past them and reaches its intended destination. Devil’s Due (Infernal Power): When you choose to add the escalation die to an attack against a clockwork abomination, one clockwork abomination in the battle can recharge its breath weapon. Resist Fire 13+. AC 18 PD 17 MD 14 HP 90

[tiredflowercrown]

Hi will any of you really care about this? Probly not. Do I need to scream about this for at least one post? Yes

Alrighty! So if yall have read honor then you might be wonder who the hell are Herkies old friends, this is them, featuring their personalities and the fandom the originated from. Because they have been my beloved ocs long enough to travel though many fandoms and have picked up little things along the way!

Octavia Kassandra (Starling)

She originated from PJO, she's Octavian's older sister who only slightly nicer. She doesn't actively antagonize people who have power and could help her.

Fun fact! The necklace she wears is her engagement ring from her dead fiance!

Character she's most like in descendants? Probly Audrey. She's just a bitch, what else is there to say

Lex (Alexander Black)

He originated from HP. He's a member of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black. (Yes I know the name doesn't match the naming conventions he's next gen connecting back to mauaders as an actual canon)

He's charming, deceptively so, think rich ceo or landlord who says they're terribly sorry while taking your house.

Character he's most like in Descendants? Anthony Tremaine. He's a pretty boy who couldn't give a shit about anyone but his family.

Ali (Alix Duke)

She also originated from HP. She is also a member of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black (as well as technically being a Weasley but we don't talk about that.) Her and Lex are cousins! She just took her step father's name not her mother's.

She is incredibly dangerous, not because of hand to hand or melee, but because she can nail a shot 2000 meters away. A perfect stealth agent who is willing to do anything. And I mean anything. She's a sadist, point blank.

Character she's most like in descendants? Ivy de vil. She practically her carbon copy, will take any excuse to light shit on fire, deeply protective of her family, couldn't give a shit about anyone else.

Orpheia (LeBeau)

She originated from an unholy mix of Marvel and MHA. (She's technically a todoroki but she's changed just enough that it doesn't super matter)

She's the only nice one in the group. The only. She's actually a psychopomp, who's cursed with prophecy. She's not having a great time, thanks for asking.

Character she's most like in descendants? Jane but like only D3 Jane. She's sweet and very capable.

Hyacintha (LeBeau)

She also originated from the unholy mixture. She's Orpheia's twin! (Older by 2 hours and fraternal)

She can pummel you to bits physically and mentally! She is extremely knowledgeable in psychology and will use it.

Character she's most like in Descendants? Harriet Hook. She doesn't give a fuck, why are you bothering her and making another thing her problem.

Please understand that these are all rich kids with power. They couldn't give a singular fuck about who gets in their way or what happens to them. It's all family first, family last, and family by and by. You could disappear, be horribly tortured and murdered, and no one would ever be able to track it back to them. That's the level they are on.

Herkie is also like that. They would watch Auradon burn just cause it had the audacity to restrict magic and their authority.

If yall wanna know more about them please tell me, I will gladly go on

[thecreaturecodex]

Rakshasa Immortal, Hajun

Image © Light Studio, accessed at the Shinza Bansho Wiki here

[Commissioned by @tar-baphon​. I’ve done a number of monsters from anime and games that I haven’t seen or played, but this is the first from a series I haven’t even heard of! In the real world, Hajun is one of the many names of Mara, a demon who attempts to distract the Buddha from reaching enlightenment (presumably he’s not called Mara in the series because in archaic Japanese, “mara” means “penis”). In the visual novels, Hajun is the supreme god, having killed the previous three supreme gods and absorbed their abilities. Obviously, that’s not going to fly at Pathfinder power levels, especially when I was requested to make this a CR 25 monster.]

Rakshasa Immortal, Hajun CR 25 LE Outsider (native) This young man has bronze skin and golden hair. He wears a simple robe but armbands and earrings of gold and platinum. A third eye grows in the center of his forehead, and all three of his eyes are solid black with white pupils..

The Heavenly Eye, the Empty LE male Rakshasa Immortal Domains Evil, Law, Madness, Void Subdomains Corruption, Isolation, Truth, Tyranny Concerns hypocrisy, narcissism, solitude Worshipers martial artists, mystics, solipsists, tyrants Minions evil daitengu, tataka rakshasas, undead (especially incorporeal undead) Favored Weapon unarmed strike Unholy Symbol a lotus blossom with three eyes, the lower two closed and the upper one open Obedience meditate in absolute silence for 1 hour. If you are interrupted, punish the intruder with physical violence. Gain a +4 profane bonus on saving throws against sonic and language dependent abilities. Boons 1: silence 2/day; 2: crushing despair 2/day; 3: banishment 2/day

Hajun the Empty is one of the most powerful rakshasa immortals, and has a strange and elaborate origin. He was mortal once, a child immured in a cave as a sacrifice to wicked gods. In his life, Hajun had always been solitary and strange, convinced that he had consumed a twin in the womb and that it could still communicate with him in his thoughts. In his death, the slow suffocation combined with his psychic power and conviction that he was not truly alone catapulted his soul to come back and revenge his own death. Once he had wreaked his bloody revenge, he turned to make the world truly empty, so he could finally, blissfully, be in perfect isolation. Hajun’s ultimate goal is to destroy the River of Souls and empty the universe. He is mad enough to try, and powerful enough that even if he fails, will cause untold destruction through the planes.

Hajun’s cult attracts narcissists and solipsists of all kinds, as his dogma of individual importance above all else and peace through violence appeals to them. These cults are strongly micromanaged, as the Heavenly Eye regularly views his followers through divination magic. In areas where Hajun’s influence is most felt, people live in solitude and are habitually cruel to each other, for fear that a single act of kindness might be brutally punished as much as anything else. The weak tend to die in these communes and the strong survive, leading to an isolated patch of powerful and wicked characters silently resenting each other and anyone who crosses their path.

Hajun considers mortal creatures to be filth, not worth a fair fight but instead cleansing them from afar with his mandala blast. This technique creates a swirling pattern of energy, marked at its vertices with elaborate diagrams, mockeries of techniques used to focus the mind and meditate. If creatures survive long enough for a direct confrontation with Hajun, he fights with a combination of powerful psychic magic and unarmed strikes. He is a master of martial arts, and can tear off an enemy’s head with a single blow.

In order to achieve his great power, Hajun has slain three powerful outsiders--a solar, a lhaksharut and a malebranche--and absorbed their power. Although Hajun disdains their remaining influence as being stains on his perfect form, without them, he would not have the breadth of magical abilities that he has. His parasitic twin, real or imagined, is similarly resented, but Hajun can divide his mind in order to combine magic and martial power simultaneously. Hajun’s domain is a demiplane of his own creation, called the Throne of Heaven. Here, he can rewrite reality according to his whims, and pretend, at least for a while, that he is the sole being in existence.

Hajun usually assumes a human form to appeal to his vanity, but leaves his third eye visible. In his natural form, he has the head of a crow with golden feathers.

Hajun    CR 25 XP 1,640,000 LE Medium outsider (native, rakshasa) Init +16; Senses darkvision 60 ft., Perception +41, true seeing Defense AC 43, touch 33, flat-footed 30 (+12 Dex, +10 Wis, +1 dodge, +10 natural) hp 560 (32d10+320); fast healing 20 Fort +22, Ref +30, Will +28 DR 20/epic and piercing; Immune curses, death effects, disease, paralysis, petrifaction, poison, sleep; Resist acid 20, cold 20, electricity 20, fire 20, sonic 20; SR 40 Defensive Abilities double mind Offense Speed 50 ft. Melee unarmed strike +47/+42/+37/+32 or +45/+45/+40/+40/+35/+35/+30 (2d10+12/19-20) Special Attacks detect thoughts (DC 36), mandala blast, vorpal strike Spell-like Abilities CL 25th, concentration +35 (+39 casting defensively) At will—analyze aura, flesh to stone (DC 26), greater teleport, song of discord (DC 26), vision 3/day—quickened disintegrate (DC 26), finger of death (DC 27), heal (DC 26), insanity (DC 27), moment of prescience, orb of the void (DC 28) 1/day—create greater demiplane, divide mind, foresight, implosion (DC 29) Spells CL 20th, concentration +30 (+34 casting defensively) 9th (7/day)—akashic form, mage’s disjunction, microcosm (DC 29), miracle, power word kill 8th (7/day)—demand (DC 28), discern location, greater planar ally, iron body, maze 7th (7/day)—banishment (DC 27), ethereal jaunt, greater scrying (DC 27), mind blank, waves of exhaustion 6th (8/day)—foster hatred (DC 26), mental barrier V, mind thrust VI (DC 26), psychic surgery, transformation 5th (8/day)—commune, echolocation, feeblemind (DC 25), greater synaptic pulse (DC 25), overland flight, utter contempt (DC 25) 4th (8/day)—confusion (DC 24), crushing despair (DC 24), freedom of movement, guardian of faith (DC 24), telekinesis (DC 24), thoughtsense 3rd (8/day)—arcane sight, blink, haste, heroism, magic vestment, protection from energy 2nd (9/day)—anticipate thoughts (DC 22), bear’s endurance, eagle’s splendor, silence (DC 22), suggestion (DC 22), spiritual weapon, undetectable alignment 1st (9/day)—bless, command (DC 21), expeditious retreat, mage armor, magic aura (DC 21), magic missile, psychic reading 0th—detect magic, ghost sound, grave words, light, mage hand, message, prestidigitation, read magic, telekinetic projectile Statistics Str 35, Dex 35, Con 35, Int 31, Wis 31, Cha 31 Base Atk +32; CMB +44; CMD 67 Feats Combat Casting, Combat Reflexes, Crane Riposte, Crane Style, Crane Wing, Dodge, Improved Critical (unarmed strike), Improved Initiative, Improved Unarmed Strike (B), Panther Claw, Panther Parry, Panther Style, Power Attack, Quicken SLA (disintegrate), Tiger Claws, Tiger Pounce, Tiger Style Skills Acrobatics +43, Bluff +41, Climb +38, Diplomacy +38, Disguise +26, Fly +40, Intimidate +38, Knowledge (arcana, dungeoneering, history, nobility) +38, Knowledge (local, planes, religion) +41, Linguistics +23, Perception +41, Sense Motive +41, Spellcraft +38, Stealth +43, Use Magic Device +23; Racial Modifiers +4 Bluff, +8 Disguise Languages Abyssal, Celestial, Common, Infernal, Tengu, 13 others, tongues, telepathy 300 ft. SQ change shape (animal or humanoid, alter self), feather step, monastic training, triple style Ecology Environment any land Organization unique Treasure double standard Special Abilities Double Mind (Ex) Hajun rolls twice for all Will saves and takes the superior result. Feather Step (Su) Hajun ignores all difficult terrain as a supernatural ability. Mandela Blast (Su) As a standard action, Hajun can create a column of divine energy in a 40 foot radius, 240 feet high, within 1,500 feet. All creatures in the area take 25d10 damage, half of which is force and half of which is fire damage (Reflex DC 36). The save DC is Charisma based. Monastic Training (Ex) Hajun gains Improved Unarmed Strike as a bonus feat and deals damage with unarmed strikes, and gains flurry of blows, as per a 20th level monk. Hajun also adds his Wisdom modifier to his AC and CMD unless he is helpless. Rakshasa Immortal Trait (Ex/Su) Hajun is a rakshasa immortal, a powerful unique outsider capable of granting spells. This also grants him the following abilities

Immunity to death effects, disease and poison

Resist acid, cold, electricity, fire and sonic 20

DR/epic

Telepathy 300 ft.

Hajun’s natural weapons, as well as any weapons he wields, are treated as epic, lawful and evil for the purposes of overcoming damage reduction.

Spells Hajun casts spells as a 20th level psychic. He does not gain psychic class abilities such as a phrenic pool, but does gain bonus spells from the Faith and Self-Perfection disciplines. Triple Stance (Ex) Hajun can have three martial arts stances active at a time, and can enter up to three stances as a swift action. True Seeing (Su) Hajun can sense the world as a true seeing spell as a supernatural ability. Vorpal Strike (Su) If Hajun succeeds at confirming a critical hit on a roll of a natural 20, he knocks off the opponent’s head. This kills most living corporeal creatures.

[dailycharacteroption]

Corrupting Influences: Vampirism part 5

(art by Defexx on DeviantArt)

 Conclusions

 And so it is that we’ve reach an end to this special about the vampirism corruption in Pathfinder, and to our specials on corruptions in general. Truly it is an end to an era, but hopefully a start of new beginnings as well.

 Before we share our final thoughts about the corruption itself, however, let’s take a moment to re-examine what vampires were throughout history. Certainly today’s corruption mostly takes it’s cues from the Dracula novel, but vampires have existed well before that.

Indeed, looking back on the oldest stories where the word “vampire” was used, it’s pretty clear that the concept of vampires, like almost every undead in pop culture, was born out of the idea of someone who is dead deciding not to act like it and wander around being a menace. In fact, the oldest stories of vampires make them seem more akin to what we think of now as a “zombie”, far from the glamourous unearthly beautiful immortals we typically think of today.

Over time, so many folk remedies to these undead horrors and stories of their abilities congealed into a vague grab-bag of otherworldly traits and rules, may of which survive to this day, such as the garlic weakness, fear of the holy, and so on, though others like the running water thing or the even more obscure rose on the coffin thing are typically forgotten.

In fact, such an eclectic collection of traits have lead to many audiences, (particularly western ones) conflating other similarly storied shamblers from across the globe such as jiang-shi or vrylokas as also being vampires or vampire-adjascent, or perhaps different strains of the same singular unholy malice (Looking at you, Vampire the Masquerade).

It is perhaps because of this combination of history and variability which has likely helped their survivability as a concept. Well, that, and Bram Stoker’s iconic novel, which you should read if you get the chance. I hear there might be an electronic mailing list that might help with that.

Regardless, Dracula was instrumental in putting vampires on the map, and perhaps most importantly, was a rare exception in that it was a gothic horror story where the horror in question is not limited to some dreary manor of a declining family, but in fact follows the protagonist home and really gets to show what happens when you unleash an intelligent undead horror on an unsuspecting populace.

Since then, vampires have evolved a lot since then, ranging from monsters to, well… attractive partners. Like all monsters, however, people tend to use them as symbolism, and not all of them were kind symbols, such as Carmilla, a story about a young woman who finds herself attracting the attention of an older woman who later turns out to be a creature of the night. Of course, folks have a tendency to reclaim symbols used to demonize them, so you’ll find plenty of LGBT+ immortals that are straight-up heroic in nature.

 In any case, however, the vampirism corruption I find is that perfect blend of fun powers fitting the theme, while also establishing a certain level of urgency that some corruptions lack. For the victim it’s a nice bit of body and psychological horror rolled into one as their victimization weakens and then changes them, while those who don’t understand what is going on can only look on in powerless horror.

On the subject of the corruption subsystem, I suppose I ought to give my final thoughts on it as well. Horror Adventures the supplement had it’s flaws, but the corruptions were definitely a good idea, creating a way that a character can get a taste of the powers of “contagious” monsters, but giving them drawbacks not just in the direct penalties of each ability, but also in the lingering knowledge that things might go too far. It forces would-be powergamers that might deliberately try to gain a monstrous transformation to rethink doing so, or at least properly roleplay the challenges associated with it.

Overall I consider it a good subsystem, one that is both flavorful and mechanically fun.

 And with that I don’t have much to add, so I’ll conclude. It’s a bit sad saying goodbye to a subsystem and special like this, but I’m always coming up with new things to do here, so it’s fine. Have a good weekend, folks, and look forward to more archetypes next week!

[tumblybumbly7]

Gabriel lay bleeding on the floor, his perfect hatred no use against the machine, he looked up at it, he hated this feeling, but loved it in equal measure, the ecstasy of violence and adrenaline, to taste his own blood on his tongue, to feel it ebb out of hard fought scars.

It was euphoric, it was shameful, it made him lightheaded, it made his stomach churn.

The machine walked up to him, and kneeled to be eye level, it slowly put a hand out, and it took everything in gabriel to not flinch away, it did not matter, he would be dead within hours anyway.

Instead of crushing his skull however, the machine put a hand up to his head, and caressed the side of it, gabriel was confused, the touch felt scalding, but he couldn’t help lean into it, Gabriel belatedly realized there must be blood on the helmet it wanted, that reminder of its true desires and wants reignited his anger, if only briefly.

It stood, and made to walk to the exit gate, Gabriel turned to it, and yelled with all the energy he still had. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING THIS FOR MACHINE?! WHAT IS THE POINT OF YOUR GREED AND BLOODLUST!! WHY DO FEEL THE NEED TO MAKE A MOCKERY OF THE FATHERS WORKINGS YOU INSIGIFICANT FUCK!!!!”

The machine stopped walking, then it turned its head, its lens shifted so that its eye was barely visible through its squint, then its whole body turned, and it walked back towards him, and damn it, he couldn’t help but be scared, the machine could kill him, and he could not do a damn thing to stop it, as much as he knew it was inevitable, he was scared of death.

The machine stopped right in front of him, and raised its hands to its chest, gabriel figured it must be keeping a new weapon in there, but when it wrenched its chestplate open, gabriel was awed by the sight, it was an unholy fusion of flesh and steel, an engine with a heart, valves with bivalves, wires and tubes of blood. The beauty and the grotesqueness of it made Gabriel sick, and also made him forget how to breathe for just but a moment.

The machine reached into its own chest, and turned one of the valves, right where its windpipe would be, and it spoke for the first time in gabriels memory.

“The father is dead.”

Gabriel felt something in his chest start freezing. “What do you mean by that machine?” Gabriel demanded to know, he needed to know.

“You have seen it, the corps of minos, the corpse of sissyphus, beings hailed as gods, cut down by your hand, whos to say the father wasn’t cut down by others” the machine retorted, its distorted voice monotone, never betraying emotion.

“No, no you lie, minos and sissyphus were hailed as gods, but they were mortal, powerful yes, but mortal all the same! The father is a true deity, he would not lie down and die!” Gabriel was sure of it, and yet a voice in the back of his head spoke one single heretical thought ‘what if the machine is right?’

“Have you ever questioned anything the council has said to you? Have you ever even seen the father?” The machine asked.

Gabriel felt something within himself start to crack, he… no he had never questioned the will of the council, no he had never seen the father, but it raised so many questions, made everything he was fighting for pointless it couldn’t be true! Right?

“Humans have a term, sunk cost fallacy, a fallacy is a loophole in logic, and the idea of sunk cost” the machine said, looping a coin through its fingers, switching between hands. “Is that you have staked too much on an idea to put it away, have you staked too much on the idea that everything that you have done is just… that you’re a good person doing good things?”

As the machine finished asking this, it flipped the coin in the air, and caught it, then held out the coin to gabriel, gabriel didn’t know what to do, he had thoughts before of if he was being deceived yes, but for everything, everything he’s done to be a lie? It would break what was left of him. He did not have any illusions that he was a good person, not anymore, but to say that the things he did were unjust? That everything he has done was for naught? It scared him.

Gabriel slowly reached out and took the coin, feeling the cool metal in his shaking palm. The machine had given him something to think about, but he still had a question. He got to his feet and asked. “Then what is your point of living? To sublimate war? To extend it? To end it? To satisfy your lust for blood? What could possibly exist for machine? If the world is as godless as you think, then what is the point of anything?”

The machine tilted its head, then it took his hand and led him to the exit gate, and right when they were at the gate, it stopped and led him to the inside, in there was… gabriel had heard of these, they were terminals, bastion of knowledge, it seemed the machine made use of them too.

Tip of the day: now is a great time to make friends :)

The machine clicked on the panels until finally they got to a section about, well yes, gabriel had heard of these earthmovers, fairly common in violence, what was the machine trying to say by showing this to him?

“my reasons are these.” the machine said, one hand touching the screen, buzzing as it made contact, it lifted another hand, and stuck out its pointer finger.

“Pursuit.” it held out another finger “blood” another finger “perfection” and finally its thumb “end”

Gabriel puzzled out what it was saying, it wanted to kill the earthmover? But what of the other reasons? Pursuit made sense, it was a machine, it was made to do something, that something must be to kill one of these, but perfection? Blood also made sense, even more so now that he has seen under its hood. End? The end of… what?

“Machine, what do you mean end? The end of what?” Gabriel asked, he must know.

“The end of my mission, it is not just, it is not right, but it was what I was made for.” the machine drew back its feedbacker, and struck the screen, it cracked and fizzled, then slowly started reforming itself.

“After that, I will repeat what I have done until I have achieved perfect violence.” The machine swapped between all its weapons in a quicker succession than even in battle.

“I will harvest blood until I have no more need for fuel.” The machine revved its engines, its wings extending for just moments, its eye turning red, its hands shaking, then the revving stopped, and the machine stilled.

“And then?” Gabriel asked, wondering what it could possibly do after something so… simplistic for a mission statement.

“Then there will be silence, hell will be empty, blood will no longer be fuel, and mankind will still be dead, and without fuel, I will lie down until I have ceased, and join them. The end of everything, the end of me, the end of my mission.” The machine said, its monotone voice giving away no emotion, but Gabriel couldn’t help but feel the machine was speaking wistfully.

“And that is it? Your purpose is to die? And take everything with you?” Gabriel spoke, incensed, he could not believe what he was hearing, all of this… this greed, all of this violence, just for the machine to say that it was only doing this for the reason of, violence just for its own sake, and the pursuit of perfection, the pursuit of fuel, the pursuit of ending everything.

“My purpose is to live until I am done, and I will not be done until I have lived fully. I think you would like mirage, she is similar to you in a way, you see the negative when the positive stares you in the face.” the machine retorted statically.

Then it made its way over to the drop, and turned back to Gabriel, it held out its hand.

“Would you like to taste perfect violence? To feel the ebb and flow of battle? To use blood in its most holy form, sublimation of flesh and steel together? To see the end of it all?”

Gabriel felt like his insides were on fire, like his limbs were freezing, his heart pounded, his breath ragged, he felt like he was in the midst of battle, he hated this feeling… he needed more of it.

He took the machine's hand, and they fell wordlessly into the next layer, Gabriel would observe this so-called perfect violence, and reflect on what the machine had said. He would need some time to think, but the machine intrigued him, and he wished to indulge, if only briefly.

They landed in the next layer, a field of pure white, and crosses everywhere, the machine marched forward, and gabriel followed after, eager to see what happened next.

[gothelsflower]

ok because i have wednesday brainrot now (and not in the good fun way) i’ve been thinking about it since i finished the series yesterday and one of the many many glaring plot holes that stood out to me was the ghost of crackstone once he was resurrected??? like they spent SO MUCH of the season emphasizing how AWFUL it would be were he to be raised from the dead and then all of his scenes just felt really anticlimactic???

goody tells wednesday she has to strike him “in his black heart” or whatever and then bianca does and he just. dies. just like that… lmao??? and i think it was missing the opportunity completely to do something really cool and introspective with his character by having his bigotry ultimately be the thing that defeats him from the inside out. here’s what i mean: rather than having his ultimate kryptonite be a literal achilles heel a la dracula (boring, tired, overdone), wednesday could have used her clever mind (which the show glorifies in this borderline bbc sherlockian way as sooo unique and special!1!1!1 only SHE could solve this caper!) to flip the entire conflict on its head, thus getting crackstone to defeat himself. because he’s a stereotypical pilgrim, he’s got religious fervor which turns him into a zealot, he’s entitled and lives on his high horse, thinking himself superior to the addams family immigrants, to the native peoples which rightfully claim jericho land, to the amalgamation of outcasts seeking sanctuary there. he’s a bigot, and a bigot who despises any sort of difference, especially of the supernatural kind.

SO WHY DOES HE COME BACK FROM THE DEAD WITH A GLOWING WIZARD STAFF??? seriously… was it not enough to just give him ghost powers and the ability to manipulate his reality with his hands? he couldn’t even really DO anything with the staff or he would have killed wednesday instantly the moment he arose without the need for a petty knife or later, forcechoking her (????) slowly enough for both her and bianca to stab him through the chest twice. like… we’re really expected to believe crackstone would come back and wholeheartedly just leap at the chance to use magic to do his bidding?? hell no! to him, based on everything the narrative told us prior, he would see that as lowering himself to the same level as goody, as the outcasts, and most importantly, as going directly against his protestant christian values which highly denounce all forces of sorcery! not only would he REJECT his ghost powers and magic wizard staff, but he likely even would be irate that laurel disturbed his eternal rest and brought him back to life through unholy rights which directly mocked the resurrection of christ and the foretold second coming/rebirth most christian dogma promises. and THOSE realizations could have been the perfect catalyst for both laurel to get taken down by the monster she herself indulged rather than… some random bees piloted by a boy with a power that was NEVER mentioned up until that point??? AND for crackstone’s toxic, bigoted, elitist, colonizer prejudices to cannibalize him in a way that would have been infinitely more interesting and satisfying to watch. it would have culminated in the point the show was sort of trying to make all along: that the real evil wasn’t a magic ghost wizard come back from the dead or a creepy monster man, but a human bigot who wrongfully used his power to harm others who were different from him all along. and wednesday wouldn’t have even had to lift a finger.

[thephoenixandthecrocodile]

The second week of NaNoWriMo is over and my pace of writing slowed down a bit. I’ve written 21K this week which means I’m still on target for the NaNo goal, as long as my pace picks up in the upcoming week. I’m also only on chapter nine, soooo scared about what the final wordcount for this book is going to be.

Feelings and Assassins

Plotwise, I finally moved on from the Vasily Saga and onto Part II, the Sinner Eaters aka my big bad Demon monarchs. Last update, I was struggling with Sophia’s inability to manage her own emotions and her refusal to communicate with her partners because of her fear that communication would ruin their relationship. Well, we moved on beyond that point, some secrets were shared, lots of tears were shed, and I think Sophia, Yidiresi (also known as Dmitri), and Vasily reached an understanding that could blossom into a romantic relationship again. Hopefully…otherwise I have to rethink a large part of the book. I wanted to do a tragic doomed lovers story but it may turn more into a doomed friendship/queerplatonic relationship, which still works. I think it just changes some mini-details and plot mechanisms, so I guess we’ll see how it develops.

After all the emotional melodrama, we finally moved onto hunting assassins who are hunting Vasily. I had fun drawing this questionable map of the theater where Vasily and his co-conspirators laid a trap.

Demons!!!

We end on a cliffhanger and jump back in time a few months to meet the Sin Eaters. They are three Demons who have proclaimed themselves leaders of the Demon people and are hunting for Vasily because he supposedly has a weapon that can kill God.

There is Rezan (one of his many names), who is the “king” and may be the first Demon aka Shardith, the servant/potential son of God who rebelled and was thrown into the Void. Or he’s just a talented mime/actor/baker who had the misfortune of being turned and is making the best of it.

There is Danijela, a recently turned Demon who is the “queen” and Rezan’s beloved, although I’m still figuring out how devoted they are to each other at this point in the story. Demons don’t retain their memories once they turn, but she has vague flashes of flowers and so she has a soft spot for father arrangements and plants, particularly the white tulip. She is following Rezan’s lead at this point because where else can she go, but I”m still working out her own feelings about what Rezan has in mind.

Finally, there is Yeremi, a recently turned Demon, but he is the werewolf variant of being a Demon whereas Rezan and Danijela are more aristocratic demons. Yeremi is coarse, rude, and extremely violent, but he is completely devoted to Rezan. He will literally do anything Rezan asks of him, even if it means bodily harm and death. Unlike Danijela, I don’t think he’s looking for more than being a Demon and killing.

Technically we’ve already met Rezan in the prologue, but since this is the first time the reader gets to know him on a personal level and get a better sense of his plans and motives, I want to get this introduction scene perfect. I’ve rewritten it three times because I just haven’t figured out the best way to approach the scene. First, I wrote it from the perspective of Timofey interviewing a survivor of the Demon’s attack, but that allowed Timofey to dominate the narrative around the Demons. I thought it was better to have the Demons introduce themselves. So then I tried to rewrite the scene so it was told from Rezan’s perspective, but something is missing. I’m frontloading all the details about what a Demon looks like and is, when I need to introduce the unholy trio and sprinkle the Demon specific details throughout the scene.

The one thing I’m going to have fun playing with is that there are three demons: Rezan, Danijela, and Yeremi and God has three “children” or special servants (depending on which religion you prescribe to): Amal Baris (always God’s Son), Shardith (the fallen servant/sometimes God’s son who creates the Demon people), and Death (sometimes God’s daughter who creates the Shadow people). In fact there are a lot of trios in this book: Rezan, Danijela, and Yeremi; Vasily, Sophia, and Yidiresi; Rashid, Nodira, and Turar; etc. It’ll be fun figuring out what it means and how the Church misinterprets those connections/relations.

So, that’s how my NaNo is going. How is your NaNo going? What are some wins from your first week? What are some of the challenges you’ve encountered? Goals for this week?

[lazyea]

I did this awhile ago, but I just want to share my story with mental medicine.

This girl is humanization of my previous meds quetiapine. I had been taking it for like a year and a half??? I didn't count but it should be around that. It really saved me. I have schizoaffective disorder that was diagnosed only 3 years ago, even though I suffered from it for waaaayy longer. At first I had risperidone(that really helped and that I'll make a human of later), then galoperidole(but I didn't work on me at all) and then quetiapine. It was pure bliss! Just 4 months after discovering that I apparently have a disorder that had been affecting me brutally and then this thing comes in and boom! - no longer aggression, no longer mood swings, no longer voices and hallucinations! I was so so happy that I almost cry from remembering that. All my life I thought that I just have a bad temper, baby like patience and "a bit too vivid imagination"(quote: my mum). And then meds come in and I'm no longer suffering that much.

All this was a brief beginning of my way to therapy. Now, the reason why drawing looks like that, it's not because my art style changed nope. At first it really was a bliss, so I made the first drawing after taking the meds for like 3-4 months. But then I started gaining unholy amount of weight. From being skinny like first quetiapine lady, with weight 50 kg which is perfect for my height and body type, I got to 75 kg because of the meds and got chubbier than my second drawing. In a year I gained about 10 kg that had never happened to me before, I was dying inside. And in about 5 months I gained 12 kg from overshooting prolactin that got to that point of almost thrice the maximum standard due to quetiapine. From 2024 I started taking aripiprazole(that I'll also make a human of) and lowering my prolactin levels but I haven't lost much weight from it, in fact it growed, but just a bit, I got about 2 kgs from not taking cabergoline(prolactin lowering drug) for several months and being inactive. Back to drawing, that's why quetiapine lady got chubbier after some time passed.

If someone is still reading this and is thinking if they should get therapy, do it. It really is worth it, just be prepared for side effects. Read the instruction and google studies about the weight gain from your drugs, even if your weight doesn't worry you much it's better be prepared for getting into unhealthy weight. If you notice that your weight is becoming a problem, consult with your therapist on switching meds or taking supplementary stuff if it's messing up your hormones but you can't change the mental meds. And exercise because it apparently becomes way more important(even if you had never gained weight from anything before) when you start treating your mental health as many meds can give you weight gain side effect :> this advice may not be for everyone but that's just what I encountered and never thought of before starting therapy so I hope it can be of help to someone <3

[cagemasterfantasy]

Oath of Devotion Ranking

Guide:

1=useless

2=Sometimes useful

3= Often Useful

4= Perfect

Level 3 Sanctuary and Protection from Evil and Good 4 sanctuary has a Bonus Action casting time allowing you to quickly cast it on an ally who is in danger. Your save DC will be low compared to a full spellcaster but combined with the target’s AC the additional layer of protection will frequently negate attacks. Protection from Evil and Good is a fantastic defensive buff at any level and unlike Sanctuary the target can still attack while under its effect.

Level 5 Lesser Restoration and Zone of Truth 1 both options are situational and Lesser Restoration is partially redundant with Lay on Hands.

Level 9 Beacon of Hope and Dispel Magic 2  I would almost almost never use Beacon of Hope in combat, especially since you have Lay on Hands which Beacon of Hope doesn’t affect, unless you need the Advantage portion of the spell. Paladins don’t have enough spell slots to spend them on Dispel Magic unless your party is truly desperate.

Level 13 Freedom of Movement and Guardian of Faith 3 Freedom of Movement is situational but very powerful. Guardian of Faith is surprisingly good area control for a partial caster but it’s a spell that you cast for the 8-hour duration not for the pitiful amount of damage.

Level 17 Commune and Flame Strike 2 Commune is a very powerful divination if you’re clever enough to ask useful questions. Flame Strike gives Paladins a much-needed option for handling crowds of weak enemies especially those which aren’t affected by Turn Whatever. However at this level Flame Strike’s damage will be underwhelming and unless you’re built around Blessed Warrior your spell save DC will probably be too low to make Flame Strike reliable.

Sacred Weapon 3 a decent buff to your attacks. This works particularly well with the Great Weapon Master feat since it will offset most or all of the attack penalty. One minute should be enough to get through a typical fight but remember that since Channel Divinity recharges on a Short Rest you’ll only be able to use this three times per day at most assuming that your party is respecting the Adventuring Days rules. If you’re built around Blessed Warrior this is a great way to make weapons viable for a brief period. A paladin with 20 Strength and 16 Charisma will have the same attack bonus as a paladin with 16 Strength and 20 Charisma so you’re not losing much except for your damage bonus from Strength.

Turn the Unholy 2 a great way to handle crowds of foes but it only affects two creature types so it’s situational by design

Aura of Devotion 3 situational by design but Charm effects are common and frequently dangerous.

Purity of Spirit 4 Protection from Evil and Good is an excellent defensive buff providing thorough defenses against 6 creature types. Having it permanently running without needing to concentrate is spectacular.

Holy Nimbus 3 10 damage isn’t a lot at this level but the area is big enough that you can clear whole rooms of enemies on your own with enough time. The defensive buffs are also helpful though they’re situational due to the limits on affected creature types.

Final Ranking 3 the Vanilla option Oath of Devotion doesn’t really have a specific focus beyond be a Paladin. If you’re not sure what to pick or if you’re new and trying to get a handle on the game this is a fine option with a decent mix of abilities. Oath of Devotion’s biggest challenge is that many of its features only work when facing fiends and undead. While these are great enemies for a good-aligned Paladin they’re a subset of the enemies that you’ll face. Oath of Devotion has enough other features that you’ll still be effective but you won’t get to enjoy your subclass’s full capacity until Fiends and Undead show up

[adventuresinclientservice]

Striving for perfection (and still falling short).

On Sunday I watched my hometown Philadelphia Eagles walk off the football field after winning yet another come-from-behind, should-have-lost overtime game to the Buffalo Bills.  Contest over, Jalen Hurts, the quarterback who led his team to victory, including scoring the winning touchdown, was stone-faced, not satisfied with the result.  He was happy with the win, but what he focused on were the things he could a have done better.

“I have not executed to the level of my standard.”

A little more than a month ago, I walked off stage at the International Advertising Association’s “Creativity 4 Better” Annual Conference feeling much the same. 

Perhaps it was an acute case of jetlag -- it is a long, very long way to Bucharest -- or maybe it was the sleepless night prior; whatever the reason, in the immediate aftermath of my remarks I relived too many missed voice-overs, too many stumbles, too many mistakes.  In response to post-presentation praise from the Master of Ceremonies who introduced me, I replied, “Thank you, you are being very kind, but to me it was a train wreck.”   

Perhaps the MC simply was being polite, but a look of surprise crossed her face; she seemed unable to comprehend my self-assessment.

Years ago, when I lived in Washington, DC, there was a local sports broadcaster of some renown named Warner Wolf.  On Sunday evening, when reviewing the day’s football scores, Wolf would always say, “Let’s go the videotape,” to check the highlight’s of select games.

On Monday I received an MP4 of my talk, giving me a chance to confirm or refute my review.  Before writing this, I watched my presentation once, then a second and third time, to realize:

I forgot just one voiceover; bad, but not that bad.

I made more than a few stumbles, none of them egregious, the kind most people would barely notice.

I lacked the horsepower needed to bring my remarks to a proper close -- my energy obviously was in full retreat at this point -- but I suspect those in the audience were more forgiving than not about a less-than-uplifting end.

The conference organizers graciously allotted me 45 minutes to present; I took only 25, something about which I imagine they were none too pleased.  I rationalize this by figuring it is far better to finish sooner rather than later, especially when the day’s lineup included a dozen speakers, but in retrospect I should have given notice in time to adjust the schedule.

If you tuned in to watch the live stream at 7:45 am, or worse, if you happen to live on the west coast, there was real-time viewing at an unholy 4:45 am.  As far as I know, only one person – my cousin Marsha, trooper that she is – did so.  For those of you who wisely slept in but still would like to see what I said so you can form your own judgement, email me at robert@solomonstratrgic.com .  I’ll email you a link to my FTP site so you can download it.

If you’re wondering about my second-look assessment, here it is:  

Better than expected, like (most of) all the other presentations I’ve given or workshops I’ve led, still falling short of perfection.

To quote Jalen Hurts,

“I have not executed to the level of my standard.”

That sums it up, making me like all the other performers I follow and admire, people on a continuing quest to get better, with perfection always a goal, never an achievement.

[princeofgod-2021]

LIGHT OF LIFE 332

John 1:4

WHERE WE DRAW LINES 14 – LOVE OF HIS APPEARING

2Ti 4:8 THERE’S A CROWN OF RIGHTEOUSNESS WAITING IN HEAVEN FOR ME, and I know that my Lord will reward me on his day of righteous judgment. AND THIS CROWN IS NOT ONLY WAITING FOR ME, BUT FOR ALL WHO LOVE AND LONG FOR HIS UNVEILING. TPT

There is another important thing that can draw lines between Christians: there are those who are seriously anticipating the coming of Christ, but the majority don’t want ”the-end” now at all.

We want long life with abundance of blessings, exalted positions and countless properties.

1Ki 3:11 God replied, "YOU'VE ASKED FOR THIS AND NOT FOR A LONG LIFE, OR RICHES FOR YOURSELF, OR THE DEATH OF YOUR ENEMIES. Instead, you've asked for understanding so that you can do what is right. GW

God knows most men ask for such things. There are few Christians who are not [mainly] focusing on National economy and ease of living but they steadily focus on the state of the church of Christ.

Gal 1:8-9 I PRAY THAT GOD WILL PUNISH ANYONE WHO PREACHES ANYTHING DIFFERENT FROM OUR MESSAGE TO YOU! IT DOESN'T MATTER IF THAT PERSON IS ONE OF US OR AN ANGEL FROM HEAVEN. I have said it before, and I will say it again. I hope God will punish anyone who preaches anything different from what you have already believed. CEV

These set of Christians are concerned that God’s work of grooming the Church in prep for the coming of Christ will not be defeated, and they violently labour to uphold God’s work.

When some Christians look at the state of the Church, all they see is Poverty and the need to make money. But the “stable minded” believer sees with the eye of Jesus, the real need and state we’re in.

2Ti 3:1-2 KNOW THIS ALSO, THAT IN THE LAST DAYS GRIEVOUS TIMES WILL BE AT HAND. For men will be self-lovers, money-lovers, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, GNB

Perilous times for so many, are only seen as the times there’s financial hardship and social insecurity, but not spiritual decay.

If you preach more about the latter, they label you as too spiritual and a mediocre. They say: “a hungry man cannot serve God well, so let’s preach money”.

2Pe 3:10-11 BUT THE DAY OF THE LORD WILL COME LIKE A THIEF; WHEN IT COMES, the heavens will disappear with a horrific noise, and the celestial bodies will melt away in a blaze, and the earth and every deed done on it will be laid bare. SINCE ALL THESE THINGS ARE TO MELT AWAY IN THIS MANNER, WHAT SORT OF PEOPLE MUST WE BE, CONDUCTING OUR LIVES IN HOLINESS AND GODLINESS, NET

We preach about end times alright, but we don’t live in the consciousness; our drive and motivation is the “project or goal” which we have set: House, job, car, business, educational degree etc.

It's alright to have these, but never at the expense of Num 1: the preparedness of your soul for rapture.

Mat 24:1-2 As Jesus was leaving the temple courts, HIS DISCIPLES CAME TO HIM AND POINTED OUT THE BEAUTIFUL ASPECTS OF THE ARCHITECTURE OF THE TEMPLE STRUCTURES. And Jesus turned to them and said, “TAKE A GOOD LOOK AT ALL THESE THINGS, FOR I’M TELLING YOU, THERE WILL NOT BE ONE STONE LEFT UPON ANOTHER. IT WILL ALL BE LEVELED!” TPT

Sometimes, we can be so engrossed with Church Projects, being the “House of God”, and assume that God will definitely help us complete it in this life.

Many times, these are done at the expense of focus on the “end of all things”.

1Pe 4:7 BUT THE END OF ALL THINGS IS NOW CLOSE AT HAND: THEREFORE BE SOBER-MINDED AND TEMPERATE, SO THAT YOU MAY GIVE YOURSELVES TO PRAYER. WEYMOUTH

Our prayers these days should be flooded with cries for perfection of the soul and readiness as the Bride of Jesus.

The end of all things signify this very factor as what God is waiting for.

Rev 19:7-8 Let us be glad with delight, and let us give glory to him: BECAUSE THE TIME IS COME FOR THE LAMB TO BE MARRIED, AND HIS WIFE HAS MADE HERSELF READY. And to her it was given to be clothed in delicate linen, clean and shining: for the CLEAN LINEN is the RIGHTEOUSNESS OF THE SAINTS. BBE

But instead of preparing, we’re busy chanting: “I will be the Head and not tail”; “I will be rich”; “they will fill form to see me” and/or “nobody’s perfect”.

How would we be perfect when we seek the comfort of life, way more than purity of the soul?

Do we think the Soul will just grow automatically and sort itself out while we pursue prosperity?

Pray about Sanctification and everywhere goes silent, but pray against the spirit of poverty and you hear screams of violence.

Php 3:20 We, however, are citizens of heaven, AND WE EAGERLY WAIT FOR OUR SAVIOR, THE LORD JESUS CHRIST, TO COME FROM HEAVEN. GNB

Some will mock such Christians and say it is because they are suffering in life that they want Jesus to come quickly.

But they are only tired of the imperfections of life and they crave transformation.

Php 3:21 WHO SHALL CHANGE OUR BODY OF HUMILIATION SO THAT IT MAY BE FASHIONED LIKE HIS GLORIOUS BODY, according to the working of His power, even to subdue all things to Himself. MKJV

In summary, we are simply saying that there is a unique people, who LONG to see Jesus again and they’re waiting earnestly for His return.

They are not poor; they have gifts but it’s all geared towards making them acceptable to their Lord.

If you are not LONGING, you’re not one of them.

1Co 1:7-8 Now you have every gift from God WHILE YOU WAIT for our Lord Jesus Christ to come again. He will keep you strong until the end so that on the day when our Lord Jesus Christ comes, you will be free from all blame. ERV

But in case you really want to join that number of Christians now, I have this prayer for you:

2Th 3:5 And the Lord direct your hearts into the love of God, AND INTO THE PATIENT WAITING FOR CHRIST. KJV

Join us on Wednesday for more digging into scriptures and peruse of this intriguing subtopic.

Keep Shinning!

Brother Prince

Monday, March 27, 2023

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[periru3]

Part 3 of my commentary on my derpy pokémon drawn from memory.

Original Post - Part 1 - Part 2

1K-1L - Omanyte and Omastar: exemplary mollusks, no notes. 

1L - Kabuto: Would be an A+ except that the second I drew black circles for the eyes I remembered that his underbelly is all black so I should’ve left the eyes unshaded so I could fill in the belly.

1N - Kabutops: I think I achieved, if nothing else, the Vibe™ of a kabutops. and that’s what counts. 

1O - Vulpix: overall quite good, but I know I could have done better. 

2K - Ninetales: certainly not bad, but definitely not a fox. Most likely a german shepherd cosplaying as a ninetales. very cute, but could never achieve the sheer elegance of the real thing. 

2L - Paras: *whips out my pam beesly meme* they’re the same picture. 

2M - Parasect: quite good, actually. 

2N-2O - Diglit and Dugtrio: I’d be deeply embarassed if I’d somehow fucked these up. 

3K-3L - Eggsecute and Exeggutor: So damn close to on point. How the fuck have I never noticed exeggutor doesn’t have arms???

3M-3N - Drowzee and Hypno: Okay so I felt very sure these guys were gonna suck cause they’re honestly pretty boring and unmemorable in terms of design so even though there isn’t much to them, I felt sure I couldn’t remember anything specific but drowzee’s nose. But actually they turned out... perfect?

3O-4L - Bellsprout, Weepinbell and Victreebel: stunning, I love them all. 

4M - Porygon: I have... no idea what porygon looks like. He’s just, like... a shape. He’s a guy made of several shapes. I don’t fucking know. 

4N-4O - Seel and Dewgong: pretty good, very happy with them, wish I’d remembered how flowy all of dewgong’s limbs are though

5K - Mr. Mime: okay so this is definitely a guy impersonating Mr. Mime, but not the way the german shepherd is cosplaying ninetales or those two drag queens are serving clefairy and clefable realness. This is malicious. Mr. Mime has been abducted and now everyone is trying to gaslight you into thinking this is him and this is what he’s looked like all along. 

5L - Onix: technically this is pretty much perfect, but for whatever reason I can’t shake the feeling that this is not, in fact, and onix, but rather is a weavile that never leveled up enough to evolve, and is moments away from dying of old age. 

5M - Rattata: 2 things: 1) I’m embarrassed that it took me 123 pokémon to remember rattata exists and 2) this is not a rattata, it’s just a rat. 

5N - Raticate: this, on the other hand, is definitely a raticate. Good job, me. 

5O - Jynx: this is Jynx’s marginally sluttier and much stupider sister, Junx. 

6K-6L - Grimer and Muk: okay so it turns out when you’re drawing a pile of goo with a face, there is a certain ephemeral essence to the creature that is hard to define, but must be captured to accurately convey the goo or you’ve basically just drawn a very ugly ghost. I drew a very ugly ghost. And also I forgot grimer’s a smiley lil guy. Sorry, bud. I didn’t mean to kill your childlike wonder. 

6M-7N - guys who need no introduction, because all of them are perfect and you can tell exactly who they are: this was by far my longest streak of truly perfect pokémon, and thank god cause I really needed the self esteem boost after the last two. Every one of these guys is a perfect special little dude and I love them all, but special shout out to poliwag and magnemite. Stunning. Never change. 

7O - Aerodactyl: unfortunately, the higher you climb, the harder you fall. This creature is an unholy spawn of hell and I am embarrassed to be associated with her. 

8K - Lickitung: did not expect to hit this one out of the park but I think we can all agree that’s what happened. Also if he jerked his head back very quickly, his tongue would give shellder’s tongue a high five. 

The 10 I could not for the life of me remember, despite many hours of trying. I decided to phone a friend, and my brother was able to come up with all 10 in about 20 minutes. 

8L - Snorlax: genuinely devastated to have forgotten snorlax. I hope I’ve redeemed myself by drawing him perfectly, but given how simple and also iconic he is, I’m not sure it quite balances the scales. 

8M-8N - Pinsir and Scyther: not sorry for forgetting these two. they’re forgettable. I’m quite happy with how pinsir turned out and I think we should really just focus on that and move right along to ponyta and continue to forget about scyther.

8O-9K - Ponyta and Rapidash: almost as upset I forgot these two as I am about snorlax. I’d call my rendering of both of them unobjectionable but nothing to write home about. 

9L-9M - Rhyhorn and Rhydon: another two I’m not that broken up about forgetting. Pretty happy with both drawings, especially since rhyhorn’s main characteristic is being extremely bumpy, which is hard to render into a 1″ sharpie drawing. 

9N-9O - Slowpoke and Slowbro: aaand once again I am salty about forgetting these two. I am, however, very happy with both drawings. These guys are top tier. Fucking love them. I would adopt either of them off the street on sight. I think slowpoke in particular is a prime example of me successfully remembering all of the details of a pokémon’s design, but being fundamentally bad at animal proportions, to what I’d consider delightful effect. Outstanding. 

10K - Wigglytuff: this. little. bastard! is the ONLY evolution of a pokémon I did remember that I fucking forgot! He’s separated from his sister! They aren’t even on the same page! I’m livid. The drawing is fine, but I am not. (I think in my head I sort of lumped wigglytuff with igglybuff into the “evolution added in another gen” category. like an idiot)

10L-10N - Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres: this is what the majestic legendary birds look like when you technically for the most part get them right I guess, but you drain them utterly of all their majesty, all their elegance, all their gravitas, and I for one am here for it. 

10O - Mew and Mewtwo: pretty happy with mewtwo, and though I’m not thrilled with mew, I’ll give me a pass on account of me trying to fit two pokemon into a 1″ square. It’s hard to convey an adequate amount of cuteness in that tiny a space.