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[kirafanxx69420]

Hiii I happened to see your post abt the fling posse itch io game and I was wondering if you could spill the title pls.

Thanks

its called "shibuya marble texture RPG" have fun!!! i definitely did 🎀

[noamuth]

Prayers and Speeches

A collection of phrases I wanted to translate into Drowic and/or have something to reference when it comes to Dalamus' prayers to Lolth. Translations courtesy of this website.

Dalamus does not necessarily say any or all of these, but he does typically say some sort of prayer every day, either in the morning or at night. It is his hope that if he prays often enough, or fervently enough, if he offers enough of his blood and dedicates enough of his kills, that Lolth will hear him and grant him favor or visions which will help him complete his task so he may return home.

All his prayers are answered with silence, and his meditations and trances are frustratingly uneventful and blank. All he gains are new scars and sore hands and fingers from bloodletting, as Lolth manages to harm him without moving a muscle. He insists this is part of the "test" he is being put through and that he should remain faithful regardless--because if it is not, then it is all for naught, and that thought terrifies him.

"Lolth guide me", "For Lolth", "Lolth be praised" and other such phrases are common from him, although usually spoken in Drowic rather than Common.

Lolth guide me = Lolth mrigg uns'aa

For Lolth = Whol Lolth

Lolth be praised = Lolth tlu laoles

In Lolth's name = Wun Lolth's kaas

Of these listed, those marked with an asterisk (*) are more likely to be heard from Dalamus than the others. In lieu of a proper altar, he draws a symbol of Lolth and soaks it with a few drops of blood.

Lolthite Hymn, sung by Priestesses (comes with sung audio!)*:

Lloth be honored / Oh Queen; all victory is her doing.

Lloth tlu malla / Gi Valsharess; jal ultrinnan zhah ilta xundus.

(In the case of this hymn, Dalamus more often hums it, but can sing it).

A basic prayer to Lolth*:

I spin thy web of chaos, Mother, I spin it in your name - let not the threads unravel be undone.

Usstan tyn elakar cress d'vhid, Ilhar, Usstan tyn ol wun dosst kaas - ori'gato naut l'akyen tlu astu.

Excerpt from a Creased Page*:

Dark mother, weaver of destiny, offer us a blessing to slay your foes. May they be strangled by the threads of fate, and dyed red in your image. Lolth be praised!

Olath ilhar, lodtyna d'elamshin, gultah udossa natha dumoas ulu elgg dosst 'liests. Xal nind tlu hypprus a l'akyen d'ap'za, lu'dyed phish wun dosst zigh. Lolth tlu laoles!

Excerpt from a lengthy speech by Grand Matron Tarrae*:

Praise be to Lolth, Mother of All Drow. Her web binds us, body and soul, and strangles the unworthy before they can draw breath.

Falduna tlu ulu Lolth, Ilhar d'Jal Ilythiiri. Ilta cress valbyle udossa, khel lu'quortek, lu'hyppre l'nautkhurzon p'los nind shlu'ta Dra'suli ssuu'hha.

The Morning Litany:

We are the Scourge of the Underdark / We are the Saviours of our Race / We are the True Rulers by Right / We are the Drow

Udos phuul l’Elgluth del lil Har'oloth / Udos phuul lil Kyorlen del udossta Tel-Qu'essir / Udos phuul lil Khazel Ilharan lutan Daska / Udos phuul l’Ilythiiri

The 8th Age Prophecy:

Before each Age of the Drow, / Lolth shall sunder the world. / With each breaking we shall grow stronger, / Until the dawn of the Eighth Age: / The Age of Lolth. / Then will the Drow inherit the world / And hold dominion over all.

P'los weth Monild'oushr del lil Ilythiiri / Lolth zhal obriza lil doebvalshen / Xuil weth harventhin udos zhal knan garethur / Hwuen lil d'issan del lil Laelar Monild'oushr / Lil Monild'oushr del Lolth / Tau-perin orn lil Ilythiiri h'aryn lil doebvalshen / Lueth mir valsh takzl jal

The Dusk Litany:

O Flesh Carver, who wove the world; / Who made us from the darkest clay, / Spinning in it a red web of vein and artery, / We feel thy hunger. / O Lolth, humbly today we feed thee. / We feed you this flesh, this quivering meat. / With a blade like your jaws, / We divide muscle from bone. / Eat of this, the meal we consecrate to thee, / And do not this day devour us.

Gi Siltrin Heether, vel'uss lodtynus l'tresk'ri; / Vel'uss morfel udossa dal l'olathurl khaul, / Tyln wun ol natha phish cress d'xey'los lu'flen'los, / Udos satiir elakar tahcaluss. / Gi Lolth, es'tess yallt udos zirn tau. / Udos zirn dos nindol siltrin, nindol na'eroth vlees. / Xuil natha velve saph dosst nuwei, / Udos invidd uih dal illing. / Cal d'nindol, l'gotar udos dumo'wn'kaas ulu tau, / Lu'xun naut nindol tangi mylthar udossa.

Vengeance Dedication*:

Lolth, I kneel here before your altar in fear, subject of your will / To you once again, Dark Queen do I offer my being / I am your servant in all matters, yours to command / I go forth this day, as every day, bearing the dark sword of your anger, / To bring to the foolish and reckless, fear and death in your name. / In your name I will be the instrument of your vengeance.

Lolth, usstan harl'il'cik ghil p'los dossta orthae lawat wun sarn, detill del dossta orn, / Ulu dos h'uena 'sohna, olath Quar'valsharess xun usstan gultah ussta druish, / Usstan tlun dossta wanre wun jal ve-tessen, dossta's ulu quarth. / Usstan alu fotus nindol surit, izil ril surit, prokanin lil olath velve del dossta kor, / Ulu prokan ulu lil waela lueth streeka, sarn lueth elghinn wun dossta quelinan. / Wun dossta quelinan usstan orn tlu lil velnarin del dossta vharc.

[lady-dusk-balmung]

The Garden

Music The suns had turned into moons as the unknown silence fell upon the desert gem of Ul’dah. Some may have noticed that a single figure had seemingly disappeared from the tapestry of everyday life. The pristine gossamer gown that fluttered as it was folded beneath an elegant form. The rose tinted hues of a predatory gaze that was often more animalistic than her outward nature suggested. Missing was the scent of iron rusted blood with the hot steam of her tea, and the ornate runic cup that had the pleasure of touching her lips.  Had those who noticed, rejoiced in the absence of her company, or did they know better? Afterall, there is always a calm before the storm..

 “Shall we try again, Tahganhi..? “ The hushed haunted melody purred from her lips as metal laced talons dragged upon the stone wall beside the Xaela’s head. Her voice was like that of a lover but the blood that dripped from the corners of her lips suggested otherwise. “Just tell me where the stone is.”

There in the darkness of an enchanted forest growing within a hidden estate, stood a single Xaela. His skin was sunburnt red with raised scared markings that followed the natural growth of his black scales. Vines wrapped about his wrists, forearms and ankles as his blood poured freely from new markings that littered his chest. Runic markings that held no meaning in Eorzea. Markings that had been dug into the skin with the very talons that now scratched the wall. His horns had been snapped off with such force that they splintered into his skull. His fierce gaze watched her in defence as she walked about him. Even when she was out of range of his sight, his chin rose to make sure it was known that he would never bow. “Such a waste of potential. It’s a pity. Especially for such a silly thing as a false god.” The brush of her lips against his cheekbone was promptly answered with a guttural growl and his spit toward her face. “You Elezen are filthy and weak... “ 

The single word of Elezen made her pause, even allowing his spit to drip down her face for a moment. The corners of her lips curling as those nocturnal lenses flashed in what could be mistaken for lust. Her laughter echoed through the room as she came to face him directly. With a cant of her head, she brought her wrist to her mouth and slowly bite down. 

Confusion crossed Tahganhi’s face as he watched the woman bite into her own flesh. Protesting came next as her wrist was pushed against his lips as she cooed a shh like a mother to a crying child. His eyes widened in horror as it started. 

At first, it felt like a surge of energy up his skin and then like something crawling beneath his skin. He struggled and pulled at the vines but they just grew tighter about him. She stepped away and twirled on the balls of her feet sending the gossamer gown spinning about her. With each step, she hummed and then began to sing.

“Mzil jindurn lu'mzil places inbal Usstan z'hinus reztorm xuil dos.”♪ From the ruin marks in his skin, the first vines breached his skin. His howl filling the room in a harmony to her song. Her hair fell from its tightly bound braids. “ L'drathir rin'ov mriggin a l'linath naust shlu'ta nym'uer. “♪ His stomach began to pulse then grow as if he was suddenly pregnant. She smiled and raised her hands to the air then pulled at an unseen force. Blood, bone, and guts burst outward as think vines and thorns erupted from within him. She licked her lips and continued singing. Long fur lined ears lifting from along her head. She smirked.

“Xun dos nym'uer uns'aa wun dosst rarr krik'vlicss? Usstan tlun l'molo d'aster lu'harald d'treemmai.." He could feel the vines coming up his throat toward his nose and eyes. She could feel it too. Her song was hushed to silence as she walked closer to him.

“You believed in nothing and so you are… nothing.”  Kissing his lips she growled in a feral nature. “Oh my darling.. shh.  Please do not misunderstand. Everything I do is an act of love. From your suffering paradise will be made."

The vines and forest consumed what was left of him and in his place a new tree had formed. So many trees had been added to the garden over the last while. She had been busy. “Bring me the next one.. “

[kirafanxx69420]

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dou ni ka kou ni ka genzai chiten wo kakunin suru medama wo hoshigatte iru

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[kirafanxx69420]

ok I would love to learn mahjong to play with you!!! /srs but im too fucking stupid for that I think. it seems super convoluted in the worst way possible but good luck on convincing your friends tho!!!

it looks really scary and daunting but for me it only took some games to easily get a hang of it!! thank you!!! i still try til this day 🙏

[kirafanxx69420]

hi!!! just wanted to tell you that you're like super cool and incredible your art is such an inspiration to me!!! I'm so glad to be mutuals with you c: hope you have an amazing day!!

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[kirafanxx69420]

NO THAT IS SO COOL I DID NOT KNOW YOU COULD DO THAT???? I have wanted big rhyrhm games forever. I have tried to shnc my phone to my pc but it never works it's too laggy but a projector is even cooler omg

very fun!!!!! switch has an hdmi cord for tv, a projector has one too! meaning.... evil is brewing!

if u dont have a switch w project diva u can always get PPD on pc for free since u like bigger screen ^_^

basically project diva but the songs are charted by the community, u can connect a gamepad controller (i bought a rip off for < 10$) or use the keyboard WASD + IJKL

[kirafanxx69420]

HIII not an ask or anything but i genuinely love your ocs sm💗 they’re so cute 🥹

OMGGG THANK U 😭😭 i rlly appreciate it!!!!! id love to share more about my ocs and all the other ones i havent posted on in the future,, tysm again 🥺‼️

[kirafanxx69420]

I HPPE ITD OKAY TO SAY. CHERVILS NAME MAKES ME THINK OF GERBIL AND I THIBK OF A LITTLE VKEI GERBIL ITS CUTE

SUPER OKAY TO SAY! THATS CUTE.!!!! I LIKE IT

chervil on the other hand..

he has mixed feelings on this new experience^_^