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the-mori-arty · 2 months ago
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Epictober Day 6: Polyphemus
“You killed my sheep… my favorite sheep…”
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HOW IRONIC I FINISHED THIS JUST AS JORGE RELEASED THE VENGEANCE SAGA TRAILER
If anyone is curious, I wanted to make sure my epic monsters actually looked… well… monstruous. I didnt want to do the tradicional cyclop: big man with one eye. I wanted something animalistic, and being Polyphemus a son of Poseidon I thought “why not a marine animal?”
And then it hit me: SEA TURTLES. Big sea turtle with cyclopy (common in turtles actually). Hell yeah.
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sibmakesart · 2 months ago
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do you have polyphemus from epic :the musical on repeat in your head or are you normal
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darkheart1018 · 2 months ago
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What I like most about Polythemus' song is how much it tells you about Poseidon's philosophy during his song. Especially considering the cyclops are children of Poseidon.
Polythemus wanted to kill Odysseus and his crew not only because they killed his favorite sheep, but also so that his pain could be over.
Polythemus is ruthless to have mercy upon himself. To avenge his good sheep and to end his own pain.
If Odysseus would have met him in kind no one would have blamed him. Polythemus probably would have preferred to die as well then be left disabled the rest of his life.
So you can see Poseidon's view point showing through long before Ruthlessness.
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howlsnteeth · 9 months ago
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and are you really okay? are you really okay?
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grave-ghost-account · 1 year ago
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for those in the comments pointing out how big i drew the one who waits, love you all here's more
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itriedwritingandhereiam · 1 month ago
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I have beef with Odyseus because what do you mean you're smart enough to escape a God's wrath but you can't fucking keep your trap shut.
Half his problems wouldn't exist if he hadn't given Polyphemus is name and address like bro, ever heard of stranger danger?
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churmandurr · 7 months ago
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no im NOT crying about some dumb guy in a musical that doesn't even exist!!!! they were literally best friends and he got his best friend in his war and then inadvertently got him killed by being a dumbass and now the best friend haunts the whole fucking narrative!!!!!
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raayllum · 1 year ago
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He has nightmares, afterwards.
Callum has always been a night owl, staying up too late in his office, and he'd been better at actually going to sleep on purpose once Rayla had come back, uncertainly settling in Ezran's old room across the way, but...
He wakes her up one night crying and sticks to the cot in the high mage study after that, neck damp from chilled sweat as he stares at where the mirror used to sit. She doesn't need this, and he knows if he tells her about the dreams, he'll have to tell her why they're happening, and how much she'll blame herself right when she was starting to get better, and—
Half the nightmares are about being possessed again, the snakes from Finnegrin's office ensnaring his wrists and hissing in his ears. Biting his neck with sharp pointy fangs and injecting poison in his blood. Turning him to nothing more than Aaravos' puppet all over again, but by his own hand.
You knew the risk you were taking, Aaravos' voice mocks, cold and deep, his upper lip curling in a sneer. The irony isn't lost on either of them. By setting yourself free.
The worst of those dreams is a carousel of his loved ones — Soren, Ezran, Rayla — strangled, bloody, him helpless to stop it, to stop any of it, the primal stone like prison smashed at his feet, the glassy shards piercing his eyes. He's played right into Aaravos' hands and lost everything, and—
The other half — the worst better half is when Aaravos doesn't need to possess him to get what he wants. There's the same fear, the violence, the same pool of blood collecting at his knees, the same result — Aaravos, out — and yet...
If you want her to live, little mage, you'll do as I tell you.
When he wakes up from those dreams, it's still with a cold sweat, but with a steadier heart. And he hates it — hates how it reminds him of all the parts of himself he doesn't want, the parts of himself that he doesn't like, that scare him. How could he possibly be that selfish? And yet, he knows... he knows—
The tides are true as the ocean is deep.
The ocean arcanum thrums alongside the beating of his heart. He wakes and looks towards the window Rayla had climbed through, haloed in light, and him unaware of the dark creature he'd found in the mirror. He swallows hard.
He knows which nightmares he'd choose to have come true, his fingers folding over his knees.
I would do anything for you.
He knows exactly what he'd choose, because at least he'd still have her.
And the worst part of it all is that he knows, somehow, in his bones, that Aaravos knows it too. Has known it for much longer than Callum has, anyway.
It's almost what scares him the most.
"Your bedhead's getting worse," Rayla says cheerily at breakfast, combing her fingers through it, a butter knife clasped in her other hand.
That's the best response I could think of to your stupid request. I'm not going to kill you!
Almost.
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ask-zedaph · 5 months ago
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[Cub sneaks up behind you without making a sound]
Hey Zed, you got a moment? I need some help with the moss experiments.
-@ask-cubfan
*Zed shrieks and drops a Petri dish*
AAAaAaaAaAaAaAaAaAaA
Oh hi Cub! Ya I got time now that that’s broken!
*Zed points at the broken Petri dish and some thing definitely alive slithers out*
That was the third one I lost…..
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sol-thorne · 2 years ago
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A trade, you see
Take from you like you took from me.
I cannot begin to explain the absolute CHOKEHOLD Epic: the Musical has on me. Had it on repeat for weeks. Know all the lyrics by heart. Obsessing over songs that aren't even released yet. Save me.
The urge to draw fanart has become impossible to suppress, so here we go. And be warned: there will be more.
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sysig · 1 year ago
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I have an idea for the requesttober, could you make Scriabin like an endermen? I feel that Scriabin would be an endermen if he were in Minecraft's world
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Day 11 - No eye contact >:(
#My art#Requestober#Minecraft#Vargas#Scriabin#Edgar#Scriabin would make a good Enderman haha#I wonder if he'd be a bit indignant since y'know - the Nether is Right There and he's totally a demon! He needs to be from Hell!#But then there aren't really any demonic creatures in the Nether - Nether Skeletons maybe? Haha ♪#Besides Endermen are cool! They teleport and get mad when you look them in the eyes it's very fitting lol#I wasn't sure if I wanted to give him a purple colour palette somewhere - switch out his blue glasses for purple? :0#But I opted to just stick with the classic for greyscale :) You can imagine him as a purpley-grey haha#Man it feels like forever since I've drawn them in Minecraft haha - I have played with my Edgar skin since!#It turned into a performative art piece of throwing Edgar off every high cliff I came across - don't ask I was in a weird mood lol#Man it'd be so fun for them to do one of those modded Minecraft playthroughs where Edgar has to try to beat the game#While Scriabin has the morph mod for example and can just turn into random stuff to get in his way (or maybe help? Nah lol)#Only turns into the ''cool' mobs and then the ones that are the most effective at killing Edgar hahah ♪#''Here I know a way you can win right away >:)'' ''Wait-'' *turns into the Ender Dragon as soon as Edgar gets stone tools* lol#It's fitting for Edgar to stay a human but it'd be fun for him to be able to morph too!#Maybe only into ''normal'' mobs lol - he turns into a sheep and Scriabin immediately dyes him red#Oh no that's a cute imagine of Enderman!Scriabin picking a red flower and then putting it on sheep!Edgar stop me now lol
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perdvivly · 10 months ago
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Imagine you’re an Ithacan, after ten years in this miserable war, you’re finally heading home. Your best buddies who didn’t die in the war immediately go and get addicted to heroin and the king has you literally drag them back to the ship so you can get going again. And then pretty much immediately you stop at this big guy with one eye’s house and he starts fucking eating your remaining friends. Luckily your king has the good sense to lie to this guy about who you are, and thanks to him doing a “who’s on first” bit you somehow manage to get out with your skin in tact. And then *as you’re leaving* your king turns around and gives this guy his full name and address. And you’re like, “what the fuck?” But he *did* manage to get you out of there so you’re still pretty grateful.
And then you get back to going home and on your way the king decides to stop off at this wind Lord guy “Aeolus” house for a few days to get his bearings and recover from the massive shitstorm you just went through. And your king goes off into a secret room with this guy and comes back with a bag and you’re like “what’s in the bag?” And he’s all like “oh, it’s the wind. Yeah, we should just be able to head back now” and you’re pretty sure he’s lying because he’s got a bit of a reputation for it at this point and also you know how bags work, they do NOT contain all of the wind. And this guy keeps on bragging about how he’s the best in the world at lying and you think maybe it’s a bit of a compulsion for him at this point. But, whatever, you figure he’ll tell you in a couple of days.
And then you get back to going home again and the king doesn’t tell you what’s in the bag. And at this point you convince yourself it’s probably something really valuable and he’s lying about it so that he can keep it all for himself and like, fuck that noise. You just spent 10 years in a war for this guy, the least he could do is share some of his treasure with you. So just as you’re arriving back on the shores of Ithaca you decide to open the bag. And what’s inside? The fucking wind. And it blows you all the way back to Aeolus.
It be so mad.
(And then Aeolus decides not to help you out again because he heard about what you did to the big one eyed guy who *literally ate your fucking friends* and he’s decided that somehow you’re the asshole in that interaction)
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mothlau · 1 year ago
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modern wolfstar but sirius is a scam tarot reader at small town fairs (he got the cards from a thrift store for a few pounds, watched one video on how to read them and he decided it's his best shot at making some money to survive). cue the fair where he's working ends up in a small town from wales where, lo and behold, he keeps pulling the moon and the death card for everyone. a small child that can't be older than 5? they get the death card. an old lady who wanted to know how her tomatoes will do this summer? death.
now, sirius does know that the death card means new beginnings and it's not as bad as it seems but everyone just starts calling him names and his clientele lessens by the day because everyone finds out about his cards and how he's the bringer of death (literally no one died since he got there so he finds the new nickname a bit overkill).
he's too worried about his scamming abilities though. he just can't shake the weird feeling he gets when he pulls moon out again, even after he takes the damn card out of his pack because he's sick of seeing it (he leaves the death card in because he does find it funny)
but then, on the night before the full moon, when he's just getting ready to pack his cards and cheap props and call it a day, a farmer comes to get a reading. he's still in his overalls because he came straight from the farm here to check out the card reader who the villagers keep saying is predicting deaths on the full moon to see what the fuss is about.
sirius is smitten as soon as the farmer opens his mouth, but imagine his surprise when he hears that he's been slowly making people fear him again, after he just convinced them that he's a kind guy. and imagine his bigger surprise when the cute farmer with hay stuck in his hair and mud on his overalls tells him he's a werewolf.
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i really dislike how people view your behavior/feelings toward dogs as like. a litmus test of your inherent goodness or whatever. if you dont like dogs you’re Odd. if you dont try to pet random dogs thats Strange. if you dont try to rescue stray dogs thats Heartless. if you kill a dying dog instead of making it suffer thats Cruel. if you like dogs youre Correct. if you see a dog and want to pet it you are Normal. if you see a stray and try to take it to the vet or adopt it you are Kind. if you force an animal with shit quality of life to survive because your feelings are more important to you, you are Good.
and its fucking bullshit!
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quiyuyuyu · 1 year ago
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hellishgayliath · 7 months ago
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A fun thing me and my sister do is sing parts of the Epic songs but in the funniest character voices we can manage to imitate. Examples being Christoper Walkin, Kermit the frog, Mickey Mouse, Jennifer Coolidge, Danny Devito, etc. Our personal favourite bit to do is Poseidon’s get in the water line but in the most babiest voice ever, like a baby trying to sound menacing but you’re too busy laughing at him xD
Another thing that absolutely KILLED me is when she did Mickey Mouse’s voice singing Hold them down and if you know the words to that song then you can imagine the imagery that carries xDDD
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