#threnodic

[toastedclownery]

A series of loosely related doodles

[redsrainbows]

VAJE CHARACTER MOODBOARDS‼️

this is to all my dream world, jovial playground, tralude, and general roskaa123 game fans :3

hope you enjoy!!! feel free to use these for anything if you like the characters!!!!!

If you’ve never checked out Jovial Playground or Dream World, please give the neocities site a look around and check out all the info!! (Linked above at the word Vaje)

[zou-pa]

[bed-wed-behead-your-fave]

threnodic from dream world

[kleptomori]

[thatbratcohen]

drawings of elegiac, liminal, and threnodic from dream world on roblox

[o-craven-canto]

https://blog.plover.com/lang/anagram-scoring.html (Mark Dominus, 2017)

I found the best anagram in English...

A few years ago I mentioned in passing that in the 1990s I had constructed a listing of all the anagrams in Webster's Second International dictionary...This was easy to do, even at the time, when the word list itself, at 2.5 megabytes, was a file of significant size.

This article is about how I was unhappy with the results of the simple procedure above.  From the Webster's Second list, which contains about 234,000 words, it finds about 14,000 anagram sets (some with more than two words), consisting of 46,351 pairs of anagrams.  The list starts with

aal ala

and ends with

zolotink zolotnik

which exemplify the problems with this simple approach: many of the 46,351 anagrams are obvious, uninteresting or even trivial.  There must be good ones in the list, but how to find them?

I looked in the list to find the longest anagrams, but they were also disappointing:

cholecystoduodenostomy duodenocholecystostomy...

This example made clear at least one  of the problems with boring anagrams: it's not that they are too short, it's that they are too simple...

This gave me the idea to score a pair of anagrams according to how many chunks one had to be cut into in order to rearrange it to make the other one.  On this plan, the “cholecystoduodenostomy / duodenocholecystostomy” pair would score 3, just barely above the minimum possible score of 2. Something even a tiny bit more interesting, say “abler / blare” would score higher, in this case 4...

Sorted by score, there were treasures at the end, and the clear winner was

14 cinematographer megachiropteran

I declare this the single best anagram in English. It is 15 letters long, and the only letters that stay together are the E and the R. There was another 14-pointer, but both its words are Webster's Second jargon that nobody knows:

14 rotundifoliate titanofluoride...

If you are the type of person who enjoys anagrams, the list rewards casual browsing.  A few examples:

5 notaries senorita

6 yttrious touristy

7 admirer married 7 admires sidearm  

8 negativism timesaving 8 peripatetic precipitate 8 scepters respects 8 shortened threnodes 8 soapstone teaspoons  

9 earringed grenadier 9 excitation intoxicate 9 integrals triangles 9 ivoriness revisions 9 masculine calumnies  

10 coprophagist topographics 10 chuprassie haruspices 10 citronella interlocal  

11 clitoridean directional 11 dispensable piebaldness

38333 anagrams, scored

[ironwort]

miles of fiber optic cables bring me to you. I keep thinking about it, that our world is contained in something as tenuous as this. “if the internet went out, & the world ended, & we were on separate islands taking care of little goats, would you still love me?” I laughed, but the idea shot through me, & I nearly cried. the thought of it was agonizing. even with, at last, the absence of the electrical threnode. even with blue skies & no money & no elections & goats. even with no food. my heart would just cannibalize itself to taste the last impressions of you.

[toastedclownery]

Hello gang

[erstwhilesparrow]

i was going to say "language eludes me!!" and then try to elaborate using whatever words came to mind and then it occurred to me that that means language does not in fact really elude me at all. what are words i know. scintillate. chanticleer. quiddity. sesquipedalian. sanctimonious. clarity. alacrity. sovereign. liquid. sanctuary. harmony. threnodic. iodine. halcyon. orphic. credulous. harried. hanger. lark.

i have been in Waiting Mode before. i am familiar with it, even if i don't love it. it is fucking weird to be in a version of Waiting Mode where i genuinely can't sit still for more than a couple minutes.

[bed-wed-behead-your-fave]

Threnodic from DreamWorld

[saevus-brutalis]

— WIP Wednesday Thursday

tagged by; @katsigian thank you sm 😌 i've got qute a few WIPs, not necessarily art related but-

1. but i have this pic of Ragan that has been a WIP for idk how long but i started it in June 2022 and at this point i'm thinking of just redrawing the whole thing

2. attempting to slowly gather mods and resources to mod Vince in-game one day 🤡 so far im only gathering clothes, but i'm thinking of working on a custom complexion and tattoos for him sometime in the future 3. HUGE WIP project - making a comprehensive, full biography, timeline of events for Vincent (that noone but me will probably read fully). it's been stagnate for a while but yeah, need to get back to it. also thinking of making a character/muse profile/sheet kinda thing, so it's easy to navigate and not just a long ass word document

so far im only halfway through his whole life and some of these aren't fully filled, nicely written. i'm quite proud of his early life tho.

4. been working on 2984723198 kerry x vince fics since late 2020, half of them abandoned, half written or not up to date lore-wise; but i have a few that i'm currently working on the most: — ❝shoulder to cry on❞ — ❝kerry's collection of threnodes❞ or ❝you don't get to pick and choose❞ — ❝love on auction❞— ❝trouble at the marina❞ — ❝for old time's sake❞

— [description] — Having lived in Night City for over half the century V expected pretty much everything. His preem ride getting stolen despite best ani-theft tech installed into it, getting ripped off by a goddamn ripper or being poisoned by the only bartender he trusted in town, because someone bribed them to do it. Every possible scenario he had covered; every possible good or bad outcome. Nothing could've taken V by surprise at this point.

What he didn't expect though, not in a billion years, was to get a call from a number that has been silent for the past eight years.

"Hey V. Got one last jobs for ya."

Or in other words - Kerry asks V after 8 years apart to be his bodyguard again. Just like the good ol' days.

will they ever come one? maybe? hopefully?

[janumun]

Hai I just wanted to say ur pureblood sandwich fics are giving me 𝘓𝘐𝘍𝘌! My praise kink has been satisfied 🥵🥵 also never knew id be interested in poly but ig u learn smth about yourself everyday🥲

😂♥️♥️♥️ Welcome to the (gentle, hard, ruinous BDE) club, Nonny. You will be swaddled in love until it's — frankly — impossible to tell up from down and then, and only then, will le Comte and Leonardo move to fit themselves into you and destroy you again, entirely. 🤸🏽‍♀️🤸🏽‍♀️🍑

I'm glad (happy! thank you 🤸🏽‍♀️) to know you're on board with my Leo/Comte agenda, I cannot ever see them as being separate (or ever separated) when it comes to their love for their partner. They're both stubborn, threnodic fools and their Love™️ is the missing piece to bind all of their broken together. Praise and worship are included in the package because can you ever imagine the Comte not adoring and pressing words of deference against your skin? Perhaps only when he is being strict (in love) with his love. 😌

[nurthor]

Visite d'une chapelle du Temple du Nuage de Laelith et une IA qui remporte un concours d'art

Visite d’une chapelle du Temple du Nuage de Laelith et une IA qui remporte un concours d’art

Visite d’une chapelle des Threnodes (chants sacrés) du Temple du Nuage de Laelith à l’acoustique époustouflante, où nulle parole prononcée ne peut rester secrète ! Dans cette chapelle ont parfois lieu des rencontres au sommets secrets, y compris certains Conseils Restreints Élargis du Roi-Dieu en personne, pour s’assurer qu’il n’y ait pas de messe basse ! Cette chapelle abrite également divers…

[probablyfunrpgideas]

Our competitor hasn’t heard of Crawling Claw LLC’s patented and proprietary ritual, Orcusian’s Threnodic Resonator, which obviates the need for expensive material components by drawing a constant stream of negative energy from the Quasielemental Plane of Ash. These days, consumers are after convenience! And as long as no adventurers knock over our ritual - ah for crying out loud, not again

The crawling claw – Ed Greenwood’s full page “Dragon Bestiary” entry in Dragon magazine 32, December 1979, introduces stats and explains how this necromantic servant is created and controlled, how it fights, and what tasks it can perform.  If I’m reading the initials in the corner correctly, Ed may have illustrated this himself.  The crawling claw still appears in the 5e Monster Manual with minor changes.

[littletootler]

UNFINISHED ESCAPADES

My mind is a ruin for unfinished escapades. Masqueraded lies are all I hear creeping from under the wreckage- a graveyard of thoughts. A hero has died here. But somehow his picaresque soul wanders off to the Heavens without any need for a grand funeral or an inspiring obituary. No need for bleary eyes and salty tears. After all, what good is a hero without a tombstone to cement his legacy onto the hearts of those beloved? To them that’s a brutal tragedy, one pertaining to melancholy, blood and death. To me, it was merely melancholy, blood and death.

The real tragedy, however, came crashing from the cerulean skies. The hero would plummet, head first, onto the hard terra, his wings clipped. And as he skydived, the zephyr whispered in threnodic fashion: a battle cry for the world soon to be devoid of song or sound alike. And so he fell…… That day, Gods allover spoke of mighty thunders, yet not a witness to speak of such power or beauty. As for the hero, he was soon no more than a child’s bed time story (So much for that loquacious talk on cementing one’s legacy).

Nevertheless, after The Great Thunder the hero had left behind one last souvenir: his deathbed in the form of a massive crater, one which reeked of purposelessness. And from that emptiness that bore into the Earth rose another hero, as terrified of existing as his predecessor. Perhaps that’s how all thoughts are born. Each of them are shaped with a fear of the apocryphal and gilded by the hope and expectation that it might become something even greater; a dream, a story passed onto generations or simply a mirthful journey. This hero needs only to live.

Soon after, the wind began its customary whisper, thunders were marveled upon and another Earth-bending crater was forged: yet another hero, another escapade, another tragedy. This was the endless cycle of my mind and there would be no end to this. A most devious torture I’d say. My mind is a ruin for unfinished escapades; in other words, a dreamer’s worst tragedy.

By The Little Tootler

Illustration: Ending scene from Nomadland