#vessel is just a placeholder name I think

[dfox1987]

Being a Doctor Phosphorus fan is just being a Sans fan in a different font, anyways

Magma studio is cool

Shoutout to David who saw this first and I’m posting this now, so thanks David I might draw fishuh next idk

Ignore the fact that my persona has changed yet again, this time we’re going back to my roots (furry art)

Bro I even made a fucking playlist for these goddamn freaks I hate them so much

[gammaraydeath]

So, Ro. Do tell us/me everything you want to tell. Or to be more specific, tell me five facts that you think one should know first.

omg yes hi!!! this is exciting :D thank you so much for asking! this is very long bc i love to talk about ro. this got very long so i'll have to break this up into two posts, i'll add the remaining facts in a reblog!

she has the spacer background. born on arcturus station. it does have a permanent population and i assume the space equivalent of on base military housing. hannah took maternity leave but couldn't stand being idle, and didn't take to motherhood as naturally as she had hoped. rose's father, placeholder name chuck, wound up being her primary parental figure. once rose was old enough to qualify for daycare/education services on larger noncombatant alliance vessels, around 5 years old, her parents sold their arcturus apartment and she was henceforth spacebound. dad took the career hit - hannah kept climbing the ranks and taking postings that rose could not board for. as a consequence, rose was closest with her father. naturally, he tragically perishes, leaving hannah in a tough spot. grieving, busy, and now with even more pressure to succeed in her career to provide for her child, she sent rose to earth to live with relatives, finishing her education in a more traditional high school setting. rose, ro to her close friends, had always had a bit of a rebellious streak though. having lost her father, feeling unwanted by her mother, cut off from the only life she had known and the unease of being planetside, she leaned fully into the shitty punk teen act. she plays a futuristic bass/synth instrument in a garage band. they play in dive bars. she gets her hands on all sorts of things she shouldn't, courtesy of her older "boyfriend". she doesn't go to school. she makes her poor gramma's life hell. her relationship with hannah is at its worst and most fractured, and although they will get closer (they do love each other), there will always be some distance between them that neither knows how to close. a series of misadventures culminates in ro committing a bit of light treason - given a choice between charges being pressed or her skills put to use for the alliance, she enlists. anderson is a personal friend of hannah's, and although he doesn't have a ton of weight to swing around at this point, he's got enough clout that when hannah calls in a favor he vouches for her daughter, and it's enough. ro takes her second chance extremely seriously, knows that she's starting with a disadvantage, and works hard to prove herself.

she also has the war hero background. i have this whole idea for how elysium goes for her - she's a second lieutenant, which is a bit of a high rank for her age, but hey she becomes commander at like 29 so whatever lmfao. she's rapidly rising the ranks, we'll just say that. she serves on the SSV Denver (placeholder ship name that also might just be kept) and mostly keeps to herself. she's known for being very serious, by the books, and studious. huge departure from her personality before enlistment. most are intimidated by her demeanor, and she feels unable to make friends. she's not yet the charming and personable commander that can befriend a whole crew. she does, however, have 1 friend - allison hartley. kid genius, only 19, intelligence specialist. allie comes from a rich family, skipped over high school, had full ride scholarships into the most prestigious universities, participates in community, sports, clubs, is kind, and is just an all-around good person; she stays humble despite her privilege. and she sets her sights on ro, the dour, quiet goth girl and works very hard to break down her walls to befriend her. and it works! and one day she convinces ro to take leave with her to visit her family's ski resort in illyria on elysium. and it all goes so very wrong, but not immediately! first, they do get to enjoy their vacation for a few days. they wind up meeting a veteran named louise, who is bitter about a recent divorce (get her drunk enough and she'll start opening up about her ex wife but anything less and she's a brick wall), and a bartender named audax (possibly the only turian who likes the cold; he's fond of skiing in his free time) that ro is a little bit taken by. all that time in space and she's never really met an alien before. these two, along with allie, will form ro's "squad" when shit goes down. ro is responsible for forming the plan to rally civilians to take back their city - block by block, they push back against the invaders, and they're gaining momentum. it really seems like they're winning, and the pirates all pull back like a tide going out. turns out they were clearing the area for an incoming orbital strike. allie is among the casualties. when the invaders return in force, ro pulls herself together enough to direct survivors to safety and hold the line until backup finally arrives. ro, louise, and allie's parents on her behalf all accept the star of terra award. audax receives his own dues, and has his moment of fame for being an exemplar of interspecies cooperation. ro gets a memorial tattoo of allie done in her honor - this will later be wiped by the lazarus project, and is redone as a pair of black bands around her bicep; one for allie, one for kaidan.

[iamthecomet]

Ok hear me out because, like you, I prefer Aeon to Phantom. I’m vibing with the headcanon that his face is scarred or marked in some way—hence the namesake. But maybe there was a reason he doesn’t tell the other ghouls his name right away? Whether his summoning was particularly violent and he was unable to speak or he’s just a shy, shy boy—the others just start calling him Phantom out of convenience. Care to expand on this? Who do you think would finally coax his real name out of him and how? Why did he wait so long to correct anyone? I feel like this hc helps me cope with seeing ‘phantom ghoul’ all over the place lol. Also—CONGRATS ON 1000 YOU DESERVE 1000000!! You’re an absolute gift to this fandom ♥️♥️♥️

Ahhhh THANK YOU ♥♥♥. I REALLY love this thought, it's great! I like that it's a placeholder, something for them to call him while they wait for him to talk to them--to tell them. The others know it's not his name. But it was the first thing they thought of, and it sticks as a nickname. And he's too shy to correct anyone. Assuming that they're calling him that because they think it's his name. He doesn't know how that kind of stuff works--he's never had a nickname before. I think Aeon is confused. Confused by being topside suddenly. I think his summoning was chaotic, traumatic. He doesn't know where he is or why he's there. And I think, maybe, his time in the pit was a little harrowing. He isn't used to having a pack. Doesn't know if he can really trust them at first. I think the first person he says his real name to is Aurora. They're both new summons. A little nervous, sticking together for the first few weeks trying to figure out how to navigate their new vessels and being on earth. And eventually--after she prods him a little--he tells her. He tells her he's afraid to tell them the truth because they call think his name is Phantom and he doesn't want to upset any of them. So Aurora tells the ghoulettes. And Cirrus has a nice long talk with Aeon where she sets it all straight. And apologizes for assuming that he knew what was going on--for not guiding him as well as they should have. Aeon never has to tell anyone what his name is--it spreads through the pack. He just wakes up one day and no one is calling him Phantom anymore--it's all Aeon. He does warm up to the whole pack eventually. Little by little. Until he grows to love them all, until he realizes he can trust them. That this is what it means to have a family.

[pluppsauthor]

Ad Infinitum - Chapter One

Hey all! I said a while back I was bit by the writing bug, and here's a new WIP (Ad Infinitum, placeholder name). It's a science fiction story exploring some really cool astrophysics and mathematical phenomenon I find really interesting. I couldn't find a good way to split the first chapter into smaller amounts, so it's a bit long, enjoy!

(Tag list for writing: @illarian-rambling, @casualsuitturtle, @tildeathiwillwrite. Message me, or comment/reblog this saying you want to be on/off of the tag list)

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Captain’s Log, Entry 227 of Zanlith; Sent as a message to Planet Hurin of the Zgrthyn System.

Captain Zanlith communicating. (I swear, if one more person says or writes my name as “X-anlith”, I’m going to fly this vessel into a neutron star).

I’m sending this message to Planet Hurin, hopefully to Officer Falinx if my comms are set up correctly. I’m approaching the Zgrthyn star system soon (still don’t know how to pronounce it). We should arrive sometime within the next 10 of your solar years, if all goes well.

My crew is still on ice right now, and I’m sending this message through dreamlink, hopefully we have no need to wake before our arrival.

I’m keeping this message brief so as to not take up your time. Honestly, there isn’t much to report on besides the information stated above about our proximity. No news is good news... that’s a saying where I’m from, I don’t know how well it will translate.

Keep yourself busy for us, this is the S.S. Whitespace ending transmission.

***

I’m still a bit surprised by how boring being a captain can be sometimes. I know I was told extensively about how “Space faring crews often face boredom when traversing empty space or between star systems.” But I don’t think that saying was meant for humans.

Out of all of the space-flight capable species, humans are by far the shortest lived. Granted, we do have de-aging and life extension medical procedures and practices, but... it's still not close. There’s one species – my crew just call them “elves” as a joke for a few older fantasy creatures – they can live a millennium on average, one and a half if they’re lucky. Granted, that’s in earthen years. According to the sources I read, on their home planet they live around 200 years or so. They don’t look like an elf at all, not the typical ones written in fantasy stories at least. 

They were the first other space-flight capable species we found and interacted with. Humans still had a lot of fear about other species being hostile or a threat, but that turned out wrong. By our definitions, the space elves are pacifists and would never have been a threat to us. Their vessel’s still possessed weapons, but it was a defensive measure not an offensive one.

I’m getting off track again. The one downside of sleeping on ice is not having proper medication. It isn’t a deal breaker for most people, companies tend not to hire people with severe medication issues as is anyway. The problem for me is I need some or else my brain is hard to control. At least sleeping on ice is quick, for the most part.

We managed to figure out a way to induce it in such a way that you can still dream, so that one can still utilise dreamlink technologies. What a life saver those are, being able to control your dreams and communicate to others outside of it. I suppose it’s not necessary, but without it I would have to be unfrozen every time I receive a message or update in navigation. Instead I receive the messages in my dreams and can choose whether to act on them in my dreams (such as sending replies to messages) or unfreeze myself, such as when I’m needed to aid navigation or something similar.

It's a shame though, since I need to remain alert and aware in my dreams, I can’t pass the time or experience any fantasy in my dreams. My crew, unless they are needed, can do whatever in their dreams. They could also just sleep without them if they only want to pass the time. But, the duties of a captain are required, even if I sometimes question how necessary they truly are.

*ALERT CAPTAIN*

Oh, great, just when I was talking about it, oh joy.

“Receive message.”

*NAVIGATION SYSTEMS HAVE BEGUN EXPERIENCING ALTERED SPACETIME. NO VISUAL SOURCE, SUSPECTED UNDOCUMENTED BLACKHOLE IN CLOSE VICINITY.*

Close!? I’ve never heard that before, how close is close!?

“Eject cryo-pod!”

*COMMENCING THAWING PROCEDURE, PLEASE WAIT UNTIL YOU ARE FULLY THAWED TO MOVE*

I felt my body begin the unfreezing process. I never got used to it, probably never will either. At first, I felt it in my dream, it was like a strange simultaneous warmth and chill enveloping me. Then, the dream faded until everything was pitch-black. My senses returned to me, everything but my sense of temperature. It was required to remain numbed until after the patient was thawed, for discomfort avoidance.

Soon, my eyes were opened and I could hear. I couldn’t move until the pod was opened. Well, I could, but it was sluggish and ill-advised. I knew what was a dumb idea even in times like these. Honestly, it was probably nothing serious, the alert that is. Even if we only now began experiencing the pull of a nearby blackhole, we would be fine. Our thrusters aren’t being used as is, so we could always set them to maximum acceleration if needed. Even if that didn't work, we could always try and pull off a risky gravity sling around it to escape it.

I probably overreacted, but I’d never heard that alert before. I think my emotions got the better of me, oh well, I can just go to sleep after, if nothing’s wrong.

The pod finally opened and I involuntarily yawned, apparently only humans and other earthen species do that.

“Ship, status report.” I said as I shook off the chill and threw on my captain’s coat. At least that was a good perk, that coat is nothing else if not stylish.

“GOOD MORNING, CAPTAIN. NAVIGATION HAS PICKED UP A STRANGE BEND IN NEARBY RELATIVE SPACETIME, SUSPECTED UNDOCUMENTED BLACKHOLE OR SIMILAR PHENOMENON. ALL OTHER SYSTEMS ARE WORKING AT 100% EFFECTIVENESS. WOULD YOU LIKE A STIMULANT OR NUTRITIONAL SUPPLEMENT?”

“No. Please send a message to the ship’s officers about the situation. Tell them they do not need to exit their cryo-sleep if they do not wish to.”

“CAPTAIN, OFFICER CLAYDE IS IN DREAMLESS SLEEP, DO YOU WISH FOR ME TO WAKE HIM?”

“No, do not disturb him. Also, send a liquid stimulant and my medication to the bridge.”

“UNDERSTOOD.”

Goodness, nobody turned the lights off in here? Wait, did they disable the automatic lighting!? Why!?

“*sigh* Ship, please turn on automatic lighting.”

“AUTOMATIC LIGHTING HAS NOW BEEN ACTIVATED. ALL LIGHTS IN AREAS OF NO LIVING ACTIVITY HAVE BEEN DEACTIVATED.”

I swear I am going to kill whoever turned that off. How much power did that drain!? Oh... I’m going to have a headache at this rate. Anyway, after I put on my coat I briskly walked to the bridge. At least the gravity systems were still online. I swear I’m running a daycare instead of a starship sometimes. I heard some sounds of the thawing process as I left, at least someone decided to join me. 

It didn’t take long to reach the bridge which was, unsurprisingly, unoccupied. The lights came on as I entered, as well as the displays. Sure enough, the displays showed the calculated path and the estimated path. The former was what was set before our previous departure, the latter was what I was warned about, a supposed undocumented blackhole.

Oh, there was even an estimated location for said blackhole. It was even asking me to send a report to the universal navigation system to update the new location of the blackhole. Seeing as it was undocumented, I allowed it to update the navigation systems.

However, while it did update the universal systems, so that all ships knew of this blackhole in case they travelled through this region, something was wrong with it. It looked like the navigation systems themselves were... shit, did they fritz themselves?

“I should’ve replaced it.” I muttered.

“Ship, are there any replacement navigation chips in the storage?”

A few moments of silence passed, only really a few seconds, but it felt horrible to wait through.

“NO CAPTAIN, LAST REPLACEMENT WAS USED 348 TERRAN YEARS AGO.”

“That long ago? Damn, no wonder it was fritzed.”

I heard someone entering the bridge, the sound of that door was indistinguishable.

“Zac, what the fuck was that message!? Undocumented blackhole!? How much time are we going to lose?”

Oh, that voice... Look, I don’t hate Officer Ani, I just wish she wasn’t a part of my crew.

“I don’t know, I heard it not long before I relayed it to you. We obviously aren’t near the event horizon, and we haven’t entered the region our thrusters can’t escape from. That being said... our chip is fried and we have no replacement. I think our best option is to manually redirect before returning to our original course.”

“The chip fried!? When?”

“Ship said 348 of our years ago.”

“Oh, yeah that makes sense. Alright, move, let me take over.”

“You’re not even the navigational assistant, why are you telling me to move?”

“What? No, I’m going to fix the stupid chip. Shit... I need to grab some electronics. Don’t make it worse until I get back.”

She ran out of the room. I don’t know why she doesn’t use the ship for assistance as much as the rest of the crew, but... oh well.

Alright, looking at the displays... uh... oh, that’s not... great. It looks like the systems are really bad. I took a quick sip of something to help me focus, as well as taking my medicine for the same reason. They won't take effect for a little bit, but I know I’ll need them at this rate.

Okay, okay. Well, at least the readings are correct. None of the data has been corrupted, I can still use that to–

“I’m back, let me take a crack at that thing.”

“Hold on, give me a minute to figure this out.”

“Figure out what?”

“The navigation. None of the data is corrupted or altered, only the displays for it and how the ship is using the data. So I’m running some calculations to find a manual course to take to get us out of here. The situation is a bit worse than I thought it was, but it isn’t that bad, we’re still fine.”

“How bad is ‘bad’, if I may ask?”

“It’s bad when I can’t escape, manually or automatically.”

“Oh... it’s not good is it?”

“No, but it isn’t bad.”

“Thanks for the words of encouragement.”

I... I don’t know what to say anymore. I looked back at the displays and started typing in line after line of commands for the ship to take. Once they were set I double – triple checked them to make sure I hadn’t made any mistakes. 

Then I hit enter.

“MANUALLY SHIP OVERRIDE, FOLLOWING ENTERED COMMANDS.”

*ERROR: NAVIGATION SYSTEMS HAVE BEEN DAMAGED, FOLLOWING COMMANDS WITHOUT COMPUTER ASSISTED NAVIGATIONAL AID.*

“Yeah, I figured that would happen.”

“Well, if you aren’t using the navigation systems anymore, why don’t I rip them apart and put them back again?”

“*sigh* Yeah... sure, go for it.”

She started working her magic on the electronics down below the displays. I’m sure she knew what she was doing, seeing as she had been chief engineer for another ship for half a century or so. She even single-handedly hot-wired our ship when the electronics went down after a rough collision in an asteroid field.

“Oh, that chip is gone. There’s no saving that one. Let’s hope your commands work and make sure to purchase a few when we next dock.”

“The commands should work fine, assuming the data hasn’t been corrupted, but it doesn’t look like it has.”

“Did... did you run any kind of calculations to make sure it wasn’t corrupted?”

“. . . No?”

“ZAC!”

“Look, it was fine! I’ve seen that data hundreds– thousands of times before! I know what it looks like when it's corrupted!”

“ZAC!”

“What!?”

“LOOK AT THE DISPLAYS ALREADY!”

Following her panic, I looked at the displays. NONE of the numbers lined up with the commands I inputted and didn’t line up with where we should be. I quickly pulled up a back-up system that is meant to detect gravitational waves and alterations to spacetime. It was an older system, a legacy from earlier starships before the navigational chips became more advanced to account for all of that and more.

The data was so, SO, bad. According to what it was showing, we would soon enter a region in which our thrusters could not overcome the curve of spacetime. Maybe, MAYBE, we could try and orbit the blackhole while accelerating to escape. Our momentum couldn’t change instantly, so by the time we were to change directions we would already be in that region.

I checked how much fuel we still had left just in case. By the looks of, we had almost none that we could use for spare. Systems showed us as having just enough to make it to our destination if we followed the commands I already put in. The only problem with that is those commands will send us INTO THE BLACKHOLE!

“ANI! WAKE UP ANY OF THE NAVIGATIONAL PEOPLE, I’M GOING TO TRY AND FIX THE COMMANDS, GO NOW!”

Ani ran out without another word, leaving me alone for a moment in the bridge amidst chaos and panic, silent chaos and panic mind you, unless you count my numerous swears and panicked breaths.

As I quickly calculated a new path and made manual adjustments, I accessed the communications array and set it for all signal access.

“Alert! Alert! This is S.S. Whitespace, our navigation systems have been damaged and we are being sent into a... what appears to be a blackhole. I do not know if or when this message will reach you, but we are going to try and orbit the blackhole if we can not escape it, please send rescue as soon as possible! If we stop sending signals, assume we're dead. This message will now repeat!”

With that, I ended the message and set it to repeat. It won’t stop sending unless the communications systems go offline or we run out of power. That should help us in the worst case scenario, but for now, we need to get out of here!

I heard Ani’s footsteps as she rushed in, breathing heavily.

“Captain, I sent a message through dreamlink and forcefully woke up the entire navigation team, they should arrive soon I hope.”

I nodded.

“Good, I sent a message to anyone that can receive it, in the worst case we should receive rescue.”

“How would we be rescued if we fell in?”

“The only way we can be rescued is if we can’t escape, but can orbit it. Our only haven then would be a ship with a higher acceleration than us.”

“Well, let’s just hope we can escape.”

I continued to calculate a way out while making manual adjustments. We haven’t fucked up yet, or I guess I hadn’t fucked up yet since no one else was on the bridge beside an engineer made officer who knew about as much about navigation as I did about engineering, what a great pair.

First to come to the bridge was the officer for the navigation branch of our ship, Officer Clayde. If I had known what was happening, I would have woken him up beforehand, but no, I just had to value his beauty sleep.

“Captain, what is happening, why was I awoken and told about a navigation error!?”

“Just that Clayde, the chip was fried, we were approaching an undocumented blackhole and I made some course corrections based on the remaining data, which was also corrupted, and now we're falling into the blackhole instead. I need the navigation team here to help get us out of here.”

“WHAT!?”

Clayde, who hadn’t even finished putting on his uniform’s coat, ran to the co-pilot's seat, reserved for him for navigation. He pulled up more displays, looked at some of the ones I had up, and started plugging away at numbers and calculations. His fingers typed at an insane speed, as did his mind no doubt.

A few others came in later as well, Ani told them the situation as me and Clayde went back and forth on solutions. The bridge, which had been so calm and quiet a moment ago, was now in chaos as everyone was shouting commands and orders, coordinates and trajectories, all the while I was making manual inputs and commanding the ship to change every part of the flight controls, such as thruster angle, power output, fuel consumption, efficiency, everything I needed.

Who cares about fuel at this point!? We need to get out of here first, we can call for rescue when we’re out of here. We can’t if we’re dead.

The navigation team went to work on trying to help fix the situation, but nothing got better, we only managed to prevent it from getting worse.

“Captain, at this rate, we’ll run out of fuel and slowly drift spirally inward towards the singularity.” Clayde said. “Also, being this close is no doubt distorting time. The closer we are, the worse it’ll get obviously. More importantly, we may miss our rescue due to it coming and passing before we even notice it.”

I groaned, realising just how bad things were.

“How much fuel do we have left?”

“Not enough to get us out of here. We’re orbiting right now, but even if we use our momentum and set our thrusters to maximum output it won’t escape the gravitational well we’re in. In short, without rescue, the best case scenario is we’re stuck here, the worst case is we drift towards the blackhole.”

“Clayde, how much do you know about orbital mechanics and how they relate to large distortions with spacetime such as a blackhole.”

“Rotating blackhole, Captain.”

“Rotating?”

“Yes, I won’t bore you with the mathematics, but theoretical stationary blackholes are... well, theoretical. Based on how blackholes form, all of them should be rotating. A stationary one would no doubt be the end of our existence, since the singularity is a single point. But,” he continued “since it should be rotating, and based on all the mathematics I know, it not only pulls spacetime toward it, but also curves it. This brings me to my next point, we’re going against the curve.”

“That’s not good, but please elaborate.”

“Think of it as a current, Captain. If we were to go with the current, it would be easier to escape as we would move with the momentum of the blackhole’s curvature of spacetime. But since we’re against it, it requires much more force and acceleration we simply do not possess. We’re orbiting right now, but with a decaying acceleration. Sooner or later, it will decay until we reverse direction and fall in.”

“So, in short, we’re fucked?”

“Yes, Captain.”

The entire room fell silent as I held my head in my hands. I sighed and groaned, at least I didn’t have to panic anymore, now I just had to accept the reality before me.

“Captain,” Clayde continued, “I would recommend we cut the thrusters. We aren’t making any progress, besides wasting what little fuel we have. Also, I won’t bore the details now, but we may need fuel later, assuming we don’t die.”

I started gnawing on my finger out of stress, an old habit I never got rid of. There was too much happening, so much I almost consider this not to be reality. But, it couldn’t be a dream, that wasn’t possible. Not to mention, I could feel the pain of my teeth biting into my finger.

“Cut the thrusters! Ani, wake the rest of the crew up. We’re going to enter a blackhole.”

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Thanks for reading as always! ❤

Important note, I am not a physicist, astrophysicist, or have a phd in any related field. If, by chance, you are/have more knowledge than I do. PLEASE tell me any mistakes I have/may make now or in any future posts I make about this story. It is a science fiction story, but I want the science part to be accurate, if a little theoretical.

For everyone else, I hope you enjoyed! ❤

[loominggaia]

FUTURE LG STORIES EXPOSED (MAJOR SPOILERS!)

So, my surgery is coming up next month. There is always a chance of complications. This one has a long, brutal recovery even under the best conditions. Estimated recovery is 2-3 weeks, assuming I don’t need radiation. In that case, I will be down for much longer. Then, you know, there’s always that tiny chance that I don’t survive the procedure (not likely, but with my luck…Jesus, you never know…)

My point is, the future is uncertain and there may not be new content for a long time after my procedure. So, I would like to expose my outlines for the next several Looming Gaia stories. I won’t post the full drafts with all the details, but I will give a very abridged summary of each one that explains the major plot points. B-plots and other details will not be included, so there is still incentive to read the full versions even after you’ve been “spoiled”.

The following text contains MAJOR spoilers for the next several stories in the series. It won’t spoil every little detail, but it will expose the most important stuff that happens. Of course this whole blog is basically a giant spoiler for the series, and there isn’t any good way to avoid that. But I will at least make an attempt here by placing the following text under a cut. Read at your own discretion!

FUTURE LG STORIES EXPOSED: PART 1

(These titles are not final, some of them are just crappy placeholders)

Agony Awakens - Tep, the former Morite prince, sets out on a quest to join the Cult of the Crescent. He believes if he can find a lost Staff of Agony and give it to the Divine of Hate, he will be rewarded with a magical Crescent priest mask. He locates the Staff of Agony, which is being guarded by a skorpius named Splitter. He convinces Splitter to join his quest, promising him wealth and power if they succeed. They are joined by an agony wretch they simply call Wretch, who is the only one capable of touching the Staff of Agony without crumpling from its power.

They use Wretch to deliver the Staff of Agony to Disgrace on the day of his resurrection. Disgrace is pleased with the gift, but his resources are stretched thin after his last defeat and he cannot afford to forge a new mask for Tep. His commander, an elf named Goryx, tells Tep that if he wants a mask, he will have to take an existing one by force. Goryx traps Tep into a death match and Tep is losing badly, until his loyal cohorts Splitter and Wretch come to his rescue. Goryx’s elven vessel is killed, and it turns out Goryx is the name of the mask itself, not the elf. The mask parasitizes Tep, becoming one with his body and mind, and Tep becomes the new Goryx. Goryx appoints Splitter as his knight and Wretch as his lackey, and he remains second-in-command to Disgrace.

Disgrace sends the trio to capture a thousand people from Yerim-Mor Capital. King Roz is willing to give them up to keep the peace, but Prince Jaq resists. Jaq assembles a troop of priestesses from the Order of Love and Light and fights Goryx’s vile army. Goryx’s troop retreats, but still manages to capture enough people to satisfy Disgrace. Disgrace enslaves these people and forces them to start building his new empire. Meanwhile, he forges a new battalion of monsters for Goryx and orders him to steal the Divine Executioner back from Drifter’s Hollow.

For Goodness Sake - Feeling burned by Zeffer, Connor decides to tell the Evangeline Guard who is responsible for the Kelvingyard incident, feeling he has nothing to lose and everything to gain. Goryx and his evil battalion descend upon Drifter’s Hollow, but they happen to arrive at the same time as the Evangeline Guard. The Freelance Good Guys get caught in the fray, and the three forces battle each other. The Evangeline Guard retreats and the Freelance Good Guys mop up the last of the Crescent troops. Isaac corners who he thinks is Disgrace, but is actually Goryx. Isaac lets Goryx go, if only to deliver a message back to Disgrace: "fight your own battles, coward!"

Connor arrived with the Evangeline Guard to identify the FGG to them, but they left him behind when they retreated. Evan confronts him about this, and Connor explains that he only did it because Zeffer ran him off into the wilderness to die. Furious and betrayed, Evan tells both Connor and Zeffer to get out of his sight and never return. Connor runs off, but Zeffer can’t handle losing Evan and has a mental breakdown. Evan made Zeffer promise him he’d never commit suicide back in “The Aldfog Mystery”, so Zeffer begs Evan to kill him instead. Evan refuses, so Zeffer bites Lilian and infects her with his vampirism. She can only be cured if he dies, and Zeffer believes this will force Evan’s hand.

However, Evan doesn’t get a chance to budge before Lilian attacks Zeffer herself. She uses the move Alaine taught her in “Pig Bait” to escape his hold and stabs him to death with his own dagger, sucking the blood from his heart and curing herself. Meanwhile, Connor runs back to Evangeline Kingdom and tracks down the sergeant who abandoned him. He demands a reward for exposing the ones who committed the Kelvingyard incident, but the sergeant doesn’t see it that way. Rather, he believes Connor led them right into a Crescent Cult ambush and imprisons him for life.

Some time later, Evan gets a letter from Abigail. She says Connor is on death row and Sofia suffered a fatal heart attack when she heard the news. Enclosed is the deed to the farm and all the Atlas family assets, which now legally belong to Evan. Abigail says he can have it all, but she never wants to see his face again after letting this happen to her son. Evan ends up selling the farm and using this fortune to recruit help from some of his old friends and clients. He receives mercenary troops from Jelani, enchanted beasts from Natoma, ogrish soldiers from the Redsnake Canyons, warriors from Kirkmar, and nymphs from the Hollow to help him break Connor out of prison.

Evan tells Connor he doesn’t forgive him, he only did this for Abigail’s sake, and if he’s really sorry then he’ll go help his mother get away from Edmund. With Connor’s help, Abigail abandons her crummy marriage to Edmund, then she and her son start a new life in Glasstide. Evan returns to the Hollow, where all Sofia’s former slaves now live. Most of them eventually head north to become Folkvar citizens, but Habrene decides to stay.

Just Choose Skycruise - Evan receives tickets to a Zareenite luxury cruise from an old client, as gratitude for a job well done. Evan has been depressed about the deaths of Zeffer and Sofia and believes this vacation will help lift everyone's spirits. He has enough tickets for his entire crew, but realizes Zeffer isn’t with them anymore, so he has one extra. He decides to invite Lilian in his place, despite his sour feelings towards her since killing Zeffer.

The whole crew + Lilian boards a luxury airship in Zareen Empire. They each have their own separate adventures, but all of them end up getting in trouble with security and thrown into the brig. Lilian is the only one who manages to behave herself, but she isn’t fit to fight off the sky pirates that suddenly hijack the ship and begin robbing everyone.

She turns into a bat to escape them and free the Freelance Good Guys from their cells. They manage to fight off the sky pirates and are hailed as heroes by the people who previously wrote them off as hoodlums. The ship lands safely in Zareen Capital as planned, and Evan reconciles with Lilian.

More parts coming soon...

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Lore Masterpost

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[perfectlovevn]

Generally the main characters of these types of visual novels don't get their own post, since they're suppose to be the vessel for the player, however, because they play a big part in Milo's development throughout the game, I thought I would at least write a small post on it.

The main character is nameable, though for posts I will use Eris as a placeholder as it's the default name I chose, along with They/Them pronouns, though in game you can choose when you first date Milo.

Eris in game has a design, though only seen in the small CGs that popup throughout the game. They have John Doe like hair with mismatched eyes, something that is sort of symbolic in the game as well as an important feature in one of the endings. Really Eris can look like whatever the player would like, but personally I like making at least a basic design since I'm not the biggest fan of using gray bloblike humans to display the main character, especially if they have little to no characterization. It also makes it a lot easier to draw them when interacting with Milo and other characters throughout the game.

Regardless of how much the character in game is suppose written to fit for a general audience, I think it's very important that they are able to have chemistry with the other characters- and give a reason for why the two of them stick together in dating sims. That's just my take though- I personally think that it makes the game much better if there is an MC that can bounce off of the love interest, which does require some level of characterization.

Eris is fun to write. I get to write them like a super villain since they tend to talk like one. The hair is fun to draw, haha.

[agentmmayy]

january & february rotation

i mostly listened to songs i’ve had on repeat last year these past few months, but here are some new ones i enjoyed!

love u already - fleurie: i haven’t met you yet but i love you already!!!!!!!! dreamy and wistful and so hopeful i love it 

one i wanna be with - trella: oh bop!!!!!!!!!!! this ENTIRE SONG just makes me so happy!!!!!!! it’s so full of love!!! every lyric hits but especially i can’t help but wish we met before we did

i know what love is - honeybee: this song is so mellow and sweet i adore it. i’m always a sucker for love songs like this. it jumped me right from the lyric you gave me your heart like you had it to spare. also i am obsessed with how this song mirrors the classic i wanna know what love is

i walked a mile in my room - miki ratsula: when i tell you i still haven’t recovered from this!!!! will you take me as i am will you love me still tomorrow? this song has me by the throat. still not even fully processed the TITLE jesus. 

california - lisa mitchell: this song is on a playlist @152glasslippers made me and it’s been stuck in my head for the past 2 months. obsessed with how in this song california isn’t just a place it’s a state of being and of mind. california is just a placeholder!!!! a name put to something unnamable so it can become tangible!!!!! the lyric that hit me the most was shadow weighs a ton bc wtf. it’s longing and hopeful and also at the same time foreboding? 

petals on the moon - wasia project: they had me at moon what can i say. it has such an infectious beat i want to skip along to it. this song makes me think of walking down a busy sidewalk during a cool windy day and people-watching and reflecting the entire journey until getting home. it’s whimsical. hand down favorite part is i feel like i can’t help but always feel so blue but in the end i know i must keep pulling through. it’s the epitome of i can’t go on, i’ll go on!!!

let go - stories, amelia mclean: this song is so gorgeous and gentle not only with the lulling chords but also the vocals and the continuous build up and release. 100% have cried to this a few times in the last month. it’s accepting and comforting and encouraging 

empty vessels - lilli furfaro: THE LYRICS IN THIS SONG ARE INSANE!!!!!!! i literally cannot wrap my head around it. it’s just so good. the entire concept of being empty and being filled up with love again and again only to pour it out again and again and repeat the cycle?????? not having a purpose or being used until that love comes along???? at least it means i’m useful now and then??? i was made to pout out all my insides??? i‘ve been sitting in your highest cupboard???? i was built to hold the weight of safety??? MY BELLY FILLED WITH RICH ANNOINTING OILS???? YOU SNAP ME BY THE NECK TO BREAK THE SEAL????? I AM CRAWLING ON THE CEILING!!!!! CHEWING ON DRYWALL!!!!! WAILING AND SCREAMING AND SHAKING!!!! this is another one of those crazy, destructive love songs that i eat up every time 

always & forever - lilly kershaw: the natural follow up to empty vessels. each lyric blew my mf mind but especially you said you’re gonna love me full and i said how could that be when i’ve never been whole and i’ve never been free. like????? 

antiques - holden laurence: god the desperation in this makes me want to claw my chest open and rip my heart out. the beat fucks in this jaunty rhythm that’s such a juxtaposition to the haunting lyrics and vocals. then the bridge?????? i promise to be strong i promise to believe in love that lingers on i’ll see you in my dreams. I’M CALLING THE POLICE. i have no ground to stand on for this opinion and not to blorbo this but i will. this is a tess/joel song. not only because of how apocalyptic this feels (which is a whole other discussion) but also meet me in the space between all the words unsaid when we could not speak meet me i’ll be waiting for you there. thanks for coming to my ted talk

the subway song - delacey: bawled my eyes out listening to this one for the first time whew babey! take me home i feel homesick i don’t know where i’m going too many faces but none i know and i’m alone. excuse me!!!!!

[literallyjustscrollingthatisit]

The Process For "Proceed"

These are going to be pretty long posts but I thought I'd include a bit of commentary in between each. Starting with this one... Honestly, I was just testing out my iPad since this was the first time I'd ever attempted drawing digitally before. It was a really rough sketch with no true detail and just a little bit of color testing. (The quality on the images is pretty rough since for a while I would just take a picture of my screen rather than screenshot. I stop doing this eventually!)

Once I got my bearings and tested out my brushes (I use ProCreate by the way!), I started actually going in with more details, mainly Noelle's hair. I also tried to make her cloak more cloak-like? I think it worked anyway. I had a reference image for both Noelle and the Vessel as far as poses go because at the time, I had no experience and had taken zero actual drawing classes. (I'm in two right now!)

Now Noelle was really coming together! The base color was put in and the rest of her body (specifically ears and antlers) were added. I usually like to do base color for all the characters before ever touching shading. I'm not really sure why. But I did add a bit of shading on the back of Noelle's cloak here so I guess I just contradicted myself!

Unlike Noelle, I ended up drawing and placing the base color on the Vessel in the same day! (I forgot to mention it earlier but I mark my progress with how much I've done by the end of the day. And said progress is very inconsistent.) I remember getting stuck on the Vessel's hair for a while since there is no concrete hairstyle for them as it's the player's decision based on the options you are given. I ended up picking a really basic design as a placeholder and then never changed it... (Whoops...)

Remember when I said my progress was inconsistent? Take this one for example. Leaping from the last progress update where I completed the Vessel all in one go, here I simply added Noelle's face. Though I will admit, it took a while to nail down her expression, specifically her mouth. I remember playing around with an open or closed mouth design before landing on this one since I thought it made her look anxious and scared. At the time, I didn't know how to properly make mouths so that's why it's not matching the perspective...

Aaaaaand here's the final product! The final day primary consisted of me figuring out the blending tool in order to shade Noelle's skin and hair. I finally switched the background to the final color and added the text box with the Soul. I couldn't figure out where to find Deltarune fonts or how to import it into ProCreate so you got stuck with my attempt at decent handwriting instead! At this time, I didn't sign my art so there's no signature on this piece. Later I signed with my name and then I recently switched to my logo!

Well, this is the format I'll be using for the process posts. It's very long form so feel free to just look at the images and completely ignore the walls of text. I've never done anything like this before so explaining my work is pretty hard... Hopefully I'll get better with that too!

Next time, we'll be following the process for "Heart Behind The Strings" which is yet another long one. (Longer than this one!)

[truly-morgan]

[Twins character changes over the years]

Matsui Twins | Original Characters 02-02-2023

random #oc rambling, but I somehow got reminded of a funny shift I created in a trio of mine

It's about the Matsui twins I got (Evan and Ethan) who are from a family that passes down a certain demon from one vessel to the other.

and like, that demon was supposed to be very cruel and bad to the twin that actually act as the vessel (I might ramble about that whole thing later). Like, the demon's doing his worst so his host can just give the fuck up and he can take full possession of him (pretty sure an idea I had about it was Evan kinda needed to die in some way for it to work best). and one way to push Evan as much as possible was to hurt Ethan because he knows he's the most precious thing Evan has.

But the way I evolved these characters, now the demon is still a pain in Evan's ass and still isn't a good person, but as the twin grows up, he kinda got attached to them, especially Ethan because he's surprisingly kind to him despite everything.

Like, the demon prolly prefers Ethan to his host, but he still ends up attached to them because they are both so different from all his previous hosts in the family.

He's 100% ready to kill to keep them safe.

Being protective and possessive over

Ethan and wanting to keep him safe

               Kuro 🤝 Evan

Thinking back to how I called the demon Kuro, I just got hit in the face really hard with how brilliant I was at naming my character back when I was 12.

Fun fact, the twin wasn't called Evan & Ethan, but rather Tatsuya and Tenbatsu (I'd need to find back what the meaning behind these two names are, am sure if I see it it will all make sense). But at some point, I changed a lot of my ocs names and updated stuff (a lot of them were very vaguely Japanese (from my very weeb days where most had Japanese names because I decided so).

I'm debating finding a better name for Kuro (am pretty sure it was supposed to be a placeholder name that stayed for a decade). The name could still be Japanese tho, since the twins are still of Japanese descent

Original

[haven-gum-rockrose]

Eh, oh well. I am very sleepy and realizing how little I remember this story- I can even remember what type of inherent magic I gave to one of my named characters which is bullshit because I remember that it's vital to her character. Like I know that it's something she shouldnt have survived but I don't remember what it was. But it sucks cuz I know. I just know she would make such a great fucking placeholder for Fyodor cuz her whole life's goal is trying to eliminate the existence of magic because she believes it's a corrupting force and then she gets it and uses it to justify her actions- I don't remember what it was- geezus. I know it leaked out of her and she was losing her hands - was she extracting it from people??? Was it controlling magical energy itself? Cuz I feel like that was Virginia's deal, not hers. Yeah- cuz I know I made one of them do a thing with a lizard once. I think- did she steal other people's magic? OH FUCK right

She was an extension cord. Redstone block. A funnel a reaction core a vessel. A VESSEL God I love her I miss her. She was the protagonist originally before I expanded it vastly. There was story structure when she was the protagonist. Now though- I have no idea who the protagonist is. Okay yeah - anyways the point is I give up for now. I'm very mentally sleepy trying to remember all of this. I haven't thought about my girls in years. Also why are so many of my characters girls. There's like..... I'm counting.... Idk but I probably could count them and it's completely disproportionate and I planned out a lot less for them and they're side characters and so much less cooler. Which like hell yeah but also in hindsight I am not good at balance

[nistarot]

@roseeway

hello it's been a million years i had to . die and come back. BUT ok

Been thinking about vampires (in Heartsplit) -- so, the first thing you need to know is that MY vampires are not. really analogous I think to. how vampires usually work -- honestly, "vampire" is definitely a placeholder name as I work on the worldbuilding; I tend to come up with concepts and rules and biology, and then if I don't have a name, I kinda just. give it one for the meantime so I have a shorthand to refer to them with and then figure out the name for suresies when I actually need it.

That said, here's the absolute basics of how they work:

Vampires are creatures that live in the dimension called Hades (another little placeholder name...) -- they are biologically similar to humans (and genetically similar enough that they are able to create viable offspring btw) however there are some really key differences. Vampires tend to vary in body type in more ways than humans do; for example, there's a number of vampires who have digitigrade legs with large claws at the ends. Not all of them do! Lots of vampires also have legs indistinguishable from humans too. It works just like how some folks have blue eyes and some have brown eyes.

However, the thing that all* vampires have is a specialized organ system. While they have majority organs that are analogous to humans (heart, lungs, stomach) there's a couple things that set them apart. I think the most major difference is that they have a second, completely separate, digestive system that is specialized for the absorption and utilization of magic - that's right! Vampires in Heartsplit do not subsist on blood! Sike! They (primarily) subsist on magic itself! (Which as a quick rundown, magic in Heartsplit is a pretty complicated system of specialized interdimensional radiation that does. a Whole Lot Everywhere. that is an explanation for another post SORRY)

So, vampires subsist on consuming magic. This can be in various forms. In a lot of cases, they can have special vessels that capture pure magic from the environment and then carry it around like a canteen for water. Or, they can just find magic in natural "springs" that it collects in and consume right from that source. The third main way is vampires will consume creatures that are made primarily of magic - devils (hi placeholder name) are, in Heartsplit, small amorphous animals made almost entirely of magic that has condensed unto itself (like a clot) due to a side affect of an exposure to Rot (corrupted magic). They are predatory and really dangerous because it's hard to kill them and they're very intelligent and hunt in massive (like, thousands) packs and basically will take on Pretty Much Anything. So, vampires being one of the few predators of these predators makes them pretty important to the ecosystem and keeping the numbers of devils Manageable.

Now, that * up there is because, like I said, vampires can cross with other species, like humans. However, while they can have kids with these species, the issue is that secondary digestive system. Like, one human digestive tract is already 9m/30ft (for adults). Having a second, roughly similarly sized (if not larger because the magic tract is also the cardiovascular system for vampires) in a body not fully equipped to have that is uhh... well, it creates a fair amount of higher mortality rates for these kids because the extra organ length and the competing cardiovascular systems are basically going to be universally fatal for any kid that inherits that part of vampire genetics. I will say it's pretty low-incidence for it to occur, about 15-20%, but the risk itself causes the act of like, having kids biologically with non-vampire species where the intolerance is known to happen (like humans; this fatality does NOT happen with every species vampires can cross with!) is really divisive with vampire society.

There's so much I can get into here. I think the last thing I'll say is that vampires do also eat Food! They have to have regular food and water for the non-magic digestive tract, though, they don't have to eat or hydrate as often as humans do - usually about a week or so between meals is super regular, in the same way a human may have a meal every few hours. Vampires are also primarily nomadic, though in the last few hundred-to-thousand years or so more of them have been settling within the Districts of Hades. That's A Story For Another Time. The point I want to make here is that due to the nomadic nature of vampires, combined with their need to eat and drink on a longer timetable, combined with other factors (cultural/spiritual/religious), there's a lot of special meaning and hype and enjoyment put into big community meals! Whenever a milestone location is reached, or the end of a particularly hard section of a journey, or meeting up with another collective of vampires, or really basically any and everything that can be celebrated, is! With really incredible food and beverage and treats oh my.

Ok thanks that's all I have time for rn please enjoyyy

does anyone want to hear about my ocs

[coinandcandle]

Coin's UPG: What is Magic?

As the title says, this is my upg, my unverified personal gnosis. I'm posting this because I want to spark discussion on the topic or even just spark your interest. Beginner witches are welcome to read! But idk how beginner-friendly this post is gunna be...

Edit: I suppose this also could fall into "magical theory" but still take this as my own opinion rather than a set in stone thing.

What is Magic?

I feel like what most people refer to as “magic” is like a substance. People talk about space and time as a fabric, and I think magic is comparable to that, though it strikes me more as a viscous liquid. Something a bit more fluid than fabric but still not quite as thin as air. Almost like a gel perhaps? It honestly looks to me (in my brain of course) like the gif I've added above. Now, I don't think people can feel this substance on a physical level, but to some degree, we can feel it on a metaphysical level.

Except I don’t think I’d call this substance magic, I would prefer to call it “substance” (a little on the nose) or something like “aether”, to borrow a term from antiquity. Magic, to me, is like an equation rather than the substance that fuels magical workings.

I think often in metaphors and similies as they help me explain myself. It’s hard to use one here but this is what I came up with:

To think of it like a painting, aether is the medium, the paint. Energy is an ingredient in the paint. Your intention is the plan for the painting. The physical components of your spell (wand, herbs, vessel, etc) are the different types of tools (paint brushes), each one used in a different way but they all falls under the same overall purpose.

Magic is adding it all together. The finished painting is the result of the magic.

All of these moving parts together form “witchcraft”.

So what does magic do and how does it work?

So...“things” (events, scenarios, odds, movement, rest, lots of things are things!) are happening everywhere all of the time and “things” won’t stop happening for a while. Working magic is similar to pushing or nudging these “things” in our favor. This can be done by casting spells, enchanting, divining, and praying or petitioning spirits, entities, and gods for example. Everyone’s definition of what is considered "working magic” is different and I don’t have a concrete list myself, tbh. I just know that, to me, working magic is influencing the world around you on a metaphysical level. For example:

You want to get a new job?

Physically you would go on a job searching website, update your resume, show up to interviews, etc.

Metaphysically you could cast a spell to send job opportunities your way, wear an amulet to make your interviews stick out in the mind of the interviewers, or write a sigil to increase the chances of your resume standing out to name a few.

My upg is bound to change over time but as of right now this is how I find myself explaining "magic". Let me know if you'd like for me to expand on anything in this post.

How would you explain what magic is? <:

List of terms for clarification:

Aether: Aether here is used to refer to the "substance" that is magic rather than its Greek meaning or its meaning as a classical element. For now, it's the term I use as a placeholder unless I find something that sticks better for me.

Energy: Similar to the literal definition "a fundamental entity of nature that is transferred between parts of a system in the production of physical change within the system and usually regarded as the capacity for doing work" (MW) but, like, make it magical.

Intention: Essentially the desire, the thing that makes you want to actually work the magic at hand.

Magic: The equation of several factors or the sum total of the moving parts involved in magical workings.

Metaphysical: I use metaphysical as a way of talking about things that are beyond the physical, some people use terms like magical, spiritual, supernatural, immaterial, mystical, incorporeal, and more. To me, metaphysical makes more sense because it’s not the opposite of physical but it’s not quite physical either. Metaphysical pretty much means “beyond/after the physical”.

"Things": In this post, "things" are events, objects, beings, or otherwise the workings of the physical and metaphysical universe.

[cautiouslypeaceful]

have continued doing fresh whiteboard spreads every other month for the whole year, following what i started last year! sources for the quotes are below the cut

january 2022:

outnumbered & unafraid. - clemency for the wizard king by the mountain goats

wheat but not bread, fruit but not wine - referencing this quote

in my end is my beginning - cant quite remember :-(

bury me standing / bury me deep beneath the pylons - saints preservus by andrew bird

bury me in armor - violet hill by coldplay

choose a name. choose several names. - inspired by post

so it goes. - slaughterhouse-five by kurt vonnegut

march 2022:

my heart keeps watching through the skin of my eyelids - neighborhood #4 (7 kettles) by arcade fire

i was on my rollerblades, rolling on, moving on - rollerblades by eliza doolittle

out of the sirens might come the birdsong - birdsong by regina spektor

paint my spirit gold - i will wait by mumford and sons

remember how porcelain melted, remember there's an undone precedent for everything we've done. - excerpt of dark matter, from deformations by sasha dugdale

we are well, we are well - theseus by the oh hellos

may 2022:

look at us out in the honey light of the finished day. - excerpt of episode 15 of welcome to night vale

today i was loved - generic inspirational thing

the future is what we make it - generic inspirational thing

be a goldfish - from ted lasso, can't remember which episode

go placidly amid the noise and haste - excerpt from desiderata, max ehrmann

july 2022:

in defense of lightning, there is always a darkness asking to be split open. - hanif abdurraqib, link to source

remember that darkness is your country. - ursula k le guin, excerpt from a left handed commencement address

there is a period when it is clear that you have gone wrong but you continue. sometimes there is a luxurious amount of time before anything bad happens. - jenny holzer, link to source

i am asking you to endure it on the strength of my having asked it. (scio, sweetheart) - excerpts from post

+september 2022:

invest in future nostalgia - excerpt from post that i ran out of energy re: finding

people are liquids that fill their vessels - excerpt from something i found in a post

do you remember what a little relief feels like? (a lot.) - modified excerpt from post that i ran out of energy re: finding

here is the symbol - i was trying to think of something to put in the middle and this was a placeholder but i ended up liking how it sounded

stay warm inside the ripple of the panasonic hum; it grinds and it roars - exegetic chains by the mountain goats

(it'll all come around) - stoned at the nail salon by lorde

november 2022:

everybody's bones are just holy branches, cast from trees to cut patterns in the world - holy branches by radical face

everything you want is on the other side of fear - inspired by post

the known world expands, but the world we buried grows faster still. - excerpt of dark matter, from deformations by sasha dugdale

[kokocharm]

HEY OP? I'M STARING AT YOU AFTER SEEING THAT HOLLOW KNIGHT AND SONIC CROSSOVER POST. STARING INTENTLY

I would LOVE to hear you talk about it

MY MY MY DEAR ANON, HOW I LOVE YOU FOR THIS QUESTION!!!!

This is an rp with my partner that we called "Ghost is an Evil Henchman" as a placeholder name, before it stuck. (Henchman in a gender neutral type of way, all the vessels are genderless)

The RP mainly follows Quirrel and Hornet after they crashland on the beach. The rp is set in strictly the Sonic Boom universe, since thats the only one i watched and i think at the time the one my partner liked the most. This rp is based around a LOT of my fanon so if you want an explanation on that, you know where to ask ^_^ !

Sonic and Sticks finds the two of them. Quirrel and Tails IMMEDIATELY become bffs and make silly inventions together i love them. Meanwhile Hornet is having a lot of anger issues, especially directed at Quirrel. Shes pissed because shes crazily worried about her only living siblings (which will be Ghost, the mc of the game, Hollow, and Lost, whos been reanimated by lifeblood). But her anger at Quirrel also runs way deeper, from a LOONg time ago

(Hornet and Quirrel had an argument about the Dreamers. Quirrel told her that the sacrifices are for nothing, that even Monomon agreed, and Hornet has been furious about it ever since. She doesnt want to think that her mothers death was for nothing.)

Eggman attacks and they have to stop Hornet from literally beheading him which i think its rlly funny

Anyways, wheres Ghost??

Freaking the fuck out. Because they are in a cage. Instead of appearing with their sister and Quirrel, they instead popped into Eggmans lair

Now. I dont think me or mel ever talked about HOW they got there. Quirrel and Tails tried to question it, but never got rlly far and were just focused on how to get back.

So anyways. Ghost has a lot of issues that they cover up because they are "the Savior of Hallownest" and their sister needs help as the new queen with the survivors of the infection to build from the ground up again

Eggman, unintentionally, pushes on Ghosts insecurities that their sister doesnt truly like them. So they work for Eggman. And that almost spells out Sonics fate because its nearly canon that there is no enemy too powerful for Ghost. They are literally a God.

From what I remember, a bit happens after that. Quirrel finally breaks after Hornet yells at him again, calling her out because "You're not the only one who lost everything. You're not the only one who has had to kill your family. You are not the only survivor of the infection." My Quirrel fanon (aka, singed!quirrel) is one of my favorite side stories of mine. It has to do with his antennas, getting burned, almost assassinated.. yeah theres a lot

We kind of faded out of this rp, the last response to it was a hell of a while ago. We had plans such as meeting Hollow and Lost, and even having a fight between Shadow and Ghost where Shadow gets his ass handed to him and is like "okay, this is a problem." We had a scene planned where Ghost actually managed to stab Sonic, which finally made him realize Ghost was a genuine threat. I even secretly had an idea where Quirrel and Tails get kidnapped and Quirrel is trying to convince Ghost that Hornet still does love them and will not, in fact, murder them on sight (he is not successful)

In a new rp called Reflecting the Light, where both Hollow Knight and Sonic characters are present, we do occasionally get a conversation between Shadow and some of the vessels. Im pretty sure Shadow and The Hollow Knight talked at one point, but im not entirely sure.

All in all, Hollow Knight is a beautiful yet heartbreaking game. It's really hard, I still havent done the Path of Pain vecause i spent 5 hours on the White Palace and i am not emotionally ready to suffer through PoP. I havent even beaten NKG. But i hope this helps ^_^ if you like hollow knight and/or sonic PLEASE let me know and ill talk about them in reflecting the light!!! I love that rp from the bottom of my heart

Anyways. Its 11pm, I have school tomorrow. Leo, out (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠)💛🌙

[tunamayuuu]

hey YOU, your ocs look lovelyyy plss show us more ♡ i wanna know a bit about em 👀

HUHU HELLO ANNEEEE <3 MWAH MWAH /P

i don't really have a lot of new stuff for my ocs but i could discuss about my current ideas for them!! they're characters for a particular story my s/o and i want to create soon enough so!!! a little bit of context

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you know those fastfood mascots? in this world, they've become sentient and are kind of like PR vessels. any kind of brand can have a sentient mascot, it just depends on whether or not a brand would invest in having one.

mascots (<- placeholder name) are meant to be entertainers of their own, however their roles are entirely dependent on what their respective brands assign them. they can operate like an employee, an assistant or a manager of a particular branch.

their designs always have a particular theme based on the logo of their respective brands; think of them as logos personified!

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now i shall get into some characters:

first up is ronnie! she's loud and reckless but quite exceptional as an entertainer and catching anybody's attention. to the general audience, she has a bubbly personality and doesn't hesitate to show off and give off an interesting first impression.

she used to be a mascot and an employee at a pizza place that had a cat theme, which is why her design resembles more of a tiger. where has she gone now? who knows!

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(i have no proper refs for plum so have this old doodle of the two!!)

plum (the guy in purple) is mostly composed and quiet but was once one of the most well-known mascots for his stellar performances and his creative recipes. he's known to be a dashing and kind prince to his fans, and a game changer to the industry.

he was so esteemed and loved by all, he had everything and yet, suddenly, he was exiled by those who adored him one day. what happened to cause this shift? it's to be determined.

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scwibbles (the girl in green) is a bubbly and passionate human; a little awkward but she's super well meaning. she's always been a big fan of mascots, and comes from a family that involved themselves in the development of mascots in the industry. even her jacket was a prototype for mascot gear!

she dreams to make it big and participate in the industry she oh so adored! will she be able to make her dreams come true? let's hope so!

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feel free to ask me about them; or even ask me about the other ocs i showed in the previous ask!! i really love talking abt them >_<!!!

[monstersdownthepath]

Big Fat Article Preview

Working on a big article that deals with a new villainous organization I’m making. The placeholder title is the Black Practice until I think of a better one (thinking the Society of [name of an IRL alchemist], or one I make up just for the setting), a group of doctors and fleshwarpers who’ve used stolen technology of the Dominion of the Black to elevate themselves to grotesque, amalgamated monsters.

Below the cut you’ll find a preview from the article, the grotesque and torturous ritual they use to assure their immortality: The Vitae Transfusion Occult Ritual!

Vitae Transfusion

School: Necromancy (Evil); Level: 5

Casting time: 5 hours

Components: V, S, F (medical equipment of exceptional and/or magical quality, worth at least 10,000gp in total), M (alchemical equipment and potions worth a total of 500gp per HD of the target), Sacrifice (a creature which shares a creature type with the target). SC, up to 5.

Skill checks: Heal 20, 3 successes, Profession (Doctor, or similar) 20, 1 success, Craft (Alchemy) 20, 1 success.

Range: Touch Target: One living creature which shares a creature type (and subtype, if it is an Outsider or Humanoid) with the sacrifice. Duration: Instantaneous. Saving Throw: None; Spell Resistance: No.

Backlash: The caster and all secondary casters become exhausted from the effort. The primary caster receives 1d6 Wisdom damage from the strain. Failure: The target dies horribly, all usable material within them and the material components lost. All casters are afflicted with Contagion without receiving a saving throw.

To perform this ritual, the target and sacrifice must be willing or helpless. The process of this ritual renders the target unconscious for its duration as the caster and secondary casters begin their gruesome work. The sacrifice is kept awake and aware of every horrifying sensation they experience via the malefic alchemical concoctions pumped into their body as the primary caster splits their body open to extract all usable materials.

One by one, all unneeded, damaged, or useless organs, tissues, and bones are extracted from the target as their analogues are transferred from the sacrifice into their body. The pain and horror the target experiences are a crucial part of the ritual, the dark forces overseeing the operation assuring its success only if their terror and torment is at its peak. By the third hour, it is only the supernatural strength of the ritual itself keeping the sacrifice alive and conscious as their excavated body is of little use as anything but a vessel of suffering. At the fourth hour they are mercifully struck dead, and the remaining time in the ritual is spent stitching up the target and healing them, infusing them with the ritual’s power to assure the replacement parts are accepted.

At the conclusion of the ritual, any of the target’s damaged or destroyed body parts or organs are replaced with those from the sacrifice. All ability score damage and drain is cured. If the target was suffering from any of the following conditions, they are cured: Blinded, confused, dazed, dazzled, deafened, diseased, feebleminded, insanity, nauseated, poisoned, paralyzed, or sickened.

The target becomes exhausted for one week after receiving this procedure. This exhaustion cannot be alleviated through any means, and the target cannot be subjected to this ritual during that time, or the ritual will automatically fail. The target’s maximum lifespan is increased by 1d20+5 years each time they receive this procedure. Each time they receive it after the first time, however, there is a cumulative 1% chance that the ritual will automatically fail.