#wait for part two

[tlakative]

The Journal of Wizardry

The search for the secret of eldritch blast (1/2)

Written by ███████ ██ ██████████

I still remember the times, I was fresh out of the Academy of Arcane Arts or rather the Akademie Arkaner Künste since I studied in Germany to avoid student loans, I had graduated with a major in journalism and a minor in combat magic because instead of a long dissertation you could just win some fight, I was still young and knew nothing of the world, but I thought I knew everything, one thing that bugged me throughout all the one and a half lectures in combat magic I attended though was that only one spell seemed to matter, the only one I ever seemed to need if I mastered it, everything else was kind of irrelevant, every magic battle I ever engaged in, I won with it, Eldritch Blast a simple beam evaporating your opponent in an instant, any shield gets crushed, every reflector or trap ignored. I did not understand, why was this even a class then? In any case, when you're young and have neither authority nor money you can't worry about those things, I worked at numerous news agencies and slowly climbed to the top, now that I am a highly renowned investigative reporter, I can finally lift this mystery.

At first I attempted the easy way out, I read all literature I could find, I even hired an Eldritch translator to not go insane reading this much ancient tongue. Most trails went cold quickly, the most promising one suggested the ancient sources and the spirit force might connect to the Blast in multiple interlocked locations on certain rune areas called miasma pulsors that were one of the main techniques used in spell crafting before more sophisticated force binders were invented, this may lead to an accidental hyper-efficient purification-system, but modern spells have higher degrees of purification in them, which made this theory improbable. After a few days of feeble attempts, two translators gone mad, another one well on the way, I gave up, the knowledge I was seeking was not in books the public has access to, which is understandable considering the power of the ancient blast spell, if ██████ could just learn everything about the spell, riots would soon rise again in the civilised colonies of ████. So I had to consult other sources.

The University of Casters in ███ ████ let me consult their Ancient Libraries of Darkness (thank you very much Professor Feebleknot de Hyrmnal for your active support and keeping the gate-seals away even when it got hot and gooey ;) ) but even in this highly impressive collection of dark knowledge I found only breadcrumb trails that led nowhere, only a mention of an ancient spirit somewhere in Scotland seemed promising. Before I went there and risked wasting much time and effort, I wanted to take a step back and just ask one of the faculties professors of combat magic.

Yolschmirtz Ohh-Zk-EE-hein, told me he might know more about the topic and invited me into his home to talk, it was a cold rainy day, perfect for talking inside, as I entered his house, a cute cabin in the woods of █████, I was greeted by a cozy warmth, the walls, the same logs visible on the outside, decorated with many trinkets and knick-knacks I could have spent hours exploring, but I was here for a reason. Mr. Ohh-Zk-EE-hein or as he invited me to call him, Yollee, a short, nimble man with black hair and a friendly face contrasted by his numerous scars on the left side of his face, led my past a large wooden table bending under the weight of candles, books and other arcane instruments I had never seen before, to a fireplace in the conservatory on the other side of his house. Next to it, prepared were two camping chairs, a tiny glass table and two wooden cups of steaming tea, all on a white fluffy rug.

After we had settled down and I explained my question and previous attempts at answering it, he explained to me that it was obvious I wouldn't find anything with those methods. "It is clear you have little expertise in this field, ancient arts like the Eldritch Blast, however well documented they may appear to be, are not fully explainable through the medium of human speech, even less so in any human invented written form like the Eldritch Script or ancient tongue, at-least not by humans." "You could only get very surface level like this." I asked him how else I was supposed to finally understand this strange phenomenon that has plagued me since the very beginning of my career, at this point I did not even care about the article anymore, I simply wanted to know. After thinking for a long time, the rain playing it's steady beat on the round glass walls of the conservatory, he concluded: "Without years of training in all the combat, arcane, dark, and seal arts, this is impossible." The fact I even for a split second considered this idea shows my commitment to this, I obviously would not spend years training. And so but one idea remained, the ancient spirit in Scotland. ⬧

Part 2 soon, now: sleep

[mintydeluxes-blog]

If Cybonic and Shadow meets

This warning this shall have fan-names

So here's how I think the meeting should go. After the events of victory team Cybonic, after clearing, some misconceptions from the villagers decided to visit the village themselves whenever they have free time.

Cyan, in particular, loves to fly and run around the island going through the jungle to the sandy beaches up to the bright blue sky. exploring As long as he can.

1 day on the island, taking a break from the duties of Roboken. He was flying around in the jungle when he spotted A familiar figure. running towards a cave. Naturally, he tried to follow, only to be led into it

When he got inside, the first thing he noticed was for this glowing writing on the walls. Most likely ancient writing if he had to guess, He looked to see if there's anything else. He found a strange hole, most likely It had something big. Given its size, maybe a machine? Then he felt that he was being watched. With a voice Ominously Asking

What are you doing here?

He turns around only to almost be punched by the face. If he didn't dodge in time They both engage Combat Not letting One another getting the upper hand but once they separate, he got a good look at the stranger

A black hedgehog with red stripes and a white fur chest.

This is Cyan first time seeing another hedgehog, and it seems this one can keep up.

What are you doing in this cave? The stranger asks angrily, remaining in the fighting stands

He decided to answer honestly As he already placed the pieces to what he saw earlier

Well, I just happened to follow you to this cave because I thought you were someone else. You wouldn't happen to know what the writing means on the wall. Do you?

What are you implying? The stranger asks, " That's am living in this cave?"

He was taken aback by this question, and that gave the stranger a moment to strike.

He blocks the attack, then countering it with his own. The two engage in combat once again, only this time. One was mainly defending from the other attacks.

Seeing that he can't talk his way out of this one, He decided to go circles around him, literally.

As he kicked up the dust and dirt around the black hedgehog He managed to trap him in a vortex Or so he thought

The black hedgehog teleported.

Being caught off guard he was he was kicked from behind his head. As he fell to the ground, the black hedgehog grabbed his arm. Pining his back into a wall. Forcing the hedgebot to look at him. Staring at his Ruby red eyes

I must say your little trick was impressive. He smirked. It's a shame you're a pathetic friends We'ren't here to see it, nor will they see your defeat.

Cyan began to feel fear across his circuits. Seeing that he was about to finish him off, then... one name changed everything.

Say goodbye Sonic the hedgehog.

At that moment. Everything went into the blur in his mind. One second, the black hedgehog was attacking him. The next thing he knew, the hedgehog was lying on the ground while switching sides.

A familiar voice call out to him

Bro, b-bro Cy? Cyan snap out of it!

He jolted Looking up at a red familiar face with eyes just like his own

Cyberknux? He asks, confused. How did you get here?

Worried for his blue brother, the robotic echidna sat the both of them down on the ground. Then he explained, "We were just setting up a game of Predator. When we heard fighting from this cave or the finishing act.

We? he asks curiously. C.K. simply points towards where the black hedgehog only is tied up by two badgers that could be twins. Despite one being a "Cyborg"

They listen to the conversation

So, Sticks. She asked in worry. Do you think these vines will really hold him?

Don't worry, Sister, we found the thickest ones we have in the jungle. They'll hold him Even if he tries to teleport

Teleport?! She looks at the black hedgehog. Then, back at her, then back at the black hedgehog again

I-Is he an alien?

Or a government spy. She said nonchalantly, and before you say you'll kill him, Steel, he did help us one time.

She once again stared at her with disbelief, not knowing what to say. She began to look away, only to notice the boys looking at them.

I see you snapped him out of it. She said relief. That got the other's attention she looked over, with the blue hedgebot looking more relaxed. Sitting by C.K. side. Steel mentally asking to be by their side, and she lets her.

As she watched her robotic sister join her brothers, she mind went to a flashback of what happened earlier

That looked a look of fear printed on his face, shaking but still standing. C.K. Cautiously came to his side, telling him that everything would be okay. If they didn't have the vines with them, He could have woken up by then if they tried to search for it.

A-ah

And speak of the devil.

[wulfhalls]

corrupted godhood. reluctant false messiah. prophecy as a creeping all consuming malady. does the oracle see the future or make the future? the horror of trapping yourself inescapably on purpose. the chains of destiny dragging you towards the path you are fighting tooth and nail to free yourself from. there never having been a chance to begin with. no other choice to make. but making that choice regardless.

[bloodwards]

bene gesserit costuming + occult and religious imagery

[screwpinecaprice]

He communicated through mental text.

[umblrspectrum]

part 4 of a lot funnier in my head than on paper

[egophiliac]

do skully have pokemon?

Pumpkaboo is the obvious one, but y'know, sometimes the obvious one is the right one! (we'll say SUPER SIZE Pumpkaboo, just for fun. big pumpkin for big skeleton boy.) and another person actually also suggested Greavard, which I somehow hadn't considered, but feels so perfect that I feel like I should have. dangit.

(they can also have little Nightmare Suit costumes :D)

[lotus-pear]

god i love skk sm i wish gay ppl were real :(

[sunglassesmish]

tommy + hands - part 1

[astearisms]

may you find peace 🌾

[metalotaku-da]

Dick and wally were sitting at the wayne family dinner table with their joint families announcing their engagement. Just before desert their was a knock on the front door. Alfred went to tend to it. Nobody thought anything of it till Alfred came back to dinning room with a large meta with him and two scruffed young kids hanging from his hands.

"I believe you have a guest master dick, master wally." Alfred said looking at the red head with a bit of judgment.

"You." The large meta with a goatee and flaming seemingly flaming hair. Motioned to wally with one of the kids who protested. "Well shit you are all here." He looked around the table. "Good I only need to do this once then hopefully. Quit fucking with the time stream." He ignored the throat clearing of the butler and the half raised from the seat posture of most of the dinners guests. "I'm tired of cleaning up all these timeline collapses you speedsters cause. So here is the deal." He sat the protesting kids down in to wally's lap. By phasing through the table. "I'm going to pull all your kids who would cease to exist from the now failed timelines and drop them all in your laps. And I don't care how many it ends up being. You want to cause me problems. You're getting all of yours 10 fold." As he backed out of the table. He pointed an accusing finger at the speedsters. "Do not try me! Oh and By the way. Congratulations on your engagement." He gave a rough pat to alfreds back. "Thanks old man." And then he vanished from sight.

The bats stared at the speedsters. "Care to explain that?"

"Who was that guy?"

"OH my god I'm a dad!" Wally said in shock looking down at his two kids. Ignoring Barry arguing with half the bat clan.

"What are your names?" Dick said all smiles at the two little kids sitting in wallys lap.

"Jai"

"Iris"

[xxlunawarriorxx]

spidaverse

[tacticianpigeon]

cool bug facts:

roaches prefer their prey dead or dying

[willgrahamscock]

I feel overwhelmed, I better isolate from my entire support system for weeks or months

[madisoncounty]

Planets in Denis Villeneuve's DUNE

[egophiliac]

IT'S BUNNY TIME EVERYBODY

(feat. Dilla)

(bugle accompaniment by Yuu)