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moonbasetycho · 6 months
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tendie-defender · 1 year
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Explain.
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hidebos · 2 months
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dndtreasury · 1 year
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Cloaking Cloth
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khlegacynexus · 11 months
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Chapter 3 of Prodigy is out now!!!
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Human Attila/Mikey
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ceristhehedgehog2 · 1 year
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Alright, So I have given you information based on Lunar Andhera the Arctic Wolf. Her Backstory? Check! Her personality? Check!
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What am I missing..?
Ah, her abilities.
That is what we'll be discussing today/tonight.
Lunar Andhera is the young reincarnation of the former Moon Ancient, Xelune. In turn, she would inherit the abilities of her sacred artifact: the Moonstone. A manifestation of the Moon's spirit and energies. What kind of power could this young wolf possess as its Guardian?
Well, it's settled between two things:
1. The Understanability of Life&Death.
2. The Recognization between Appearances&Reality.
These are very important teachings for Lunar to educate as a child throughout the years. Mostly because her power by the moon is represented by change, illusion, mystery and intuition. All of these traits were something that she had to recognize.
The moon has its own influence on her power. Therefore, it can affect Lunar differently by each phase. Some phases make her weaker while others make her stronger. There is a time her power is at its fullest, and other at its closure. Her abilities have different sets despite them coming from one power source altogether, holding their own meaning in her education:
Illusions and hallucinations represent the idea for Lunar to recognize that they come from the mind's perspective between individuals themselves. While at the same time, they can represent her own image of the idea of another person.
Her projective hexes are themed to let the emotion within her to flow like a river over stone, meaning Lunar must let her emotions express freely if she wished to conquer her desire to fight.
Cloaking and Invisibility is for Lunar to embrace the fact that its okay to hide, even when she is at a moment of expression. That sometimes it IS okay to handle things alone without too much teamwork to put it off.
Moonlit Eyes, the purified moonlight shed before her very... eyes, take on the means to transform from all the old and begin anew feeling. A new thought. A new hope. To change for the better.
And by each lesson learned— let's take notes on how each ability has assest her both emotionally and during battle sequences.
First, her most notable magical skill she has used would be her Illusions. Lunar can create manifested, solidary copies of one individual to another in some extent. This can only work on people who she can recognize their strengths and weaknesses to. Team Sonic is a notable aspect, as she had been able to make and manipulate illusionary copies depending on the lengths of a situation. An illusion of Knuckles or Amy can be used to break through solid exterior while Sonic can be used as a backup when out of bounce. She has used her illusions to manipulate others as well to gain her or the needs of someone else.
An evolved ability Lunar had mastered was an umbra spell that would allow the target to see things SHE wants them to under her influence. This will distract her opposing target and leave them open for her surprise prick from a raindrop— A sleeping spell! One that will take an enemy out by an instant. With enough focus, that is.
This can only lead her so far, as when the illusion has taken damage— Lunar's cover would be blown. Potentially exposed to backfire.
Secondary, Lunar can use an umbra ritual to summon her projected projectiles and fire! These projections are known as Moondrops, flow like water— but freezing as ice by touch.
Third, she has learned to master her Invisible Cloaking while in her stage of the In-Between: Life&Death. A topic that is certainly a lesson all throughout the Moon-Howls Pack. It's a unique assest that hides Lunar away from the physical contact of others. Away from drama. Perhaps even from being near anyone in a bad mood. Master Alatar had taught her that it's alright to be alone often. She doesn't have to be up to perfection in the crowd— because it doesn't exist. There IS no perfection in Moon Magic. What's important, she doesn't have to rely on anyone. Too much, at least.
If she never learns to understand that, Lunar would never gain the true understandment of Independence. And that could leave her into trouble when alone.
Fourth, and most rare, Moonlit Eyes. The rare occurring form of Lunar's magic. Only because she needs the highest level of moonlight can she access its full potential and accessibility. This form of magic, is the symbolism of hope. For Lunar to even USE this form— She must grasp on hope. No matter how big or how small. The young wolf had witnessed a change that influenced her life forever; she watched her family being taken from her at a young age. It killed her inside. She felt nothing but shame and despair. Yet, Ski mentioned that she mist keep one thing of all else... Hope. To change for the better future. For a better life. A better Era. Where no unfairness shall rule the land.
If Lunar loses that hope... she cannot in any other form use the Moonlit Eyes at all. Despair can only lead to her demise...
And finally, Fifth...
Dreamscape and In-Between. The most nocturnal duties as Guardian of the Moonstone, Lunar has authority out from the Physical Planes— into the unreal. The fantasy. The dreaming. The dead. Very difficult worlds to enter, she must perform two sets of rituals to unlock one gate of the world she seeks. These worlds have their own ritualistic dance. Their own inhabitants. Their own living between heaven and hell.
The Dreamscape is where the fantasies of the mind blossom to life. Where dreams of many leave many fruitatious wishes and desires awaken. Everyone of those dreams are guarded and watched by Lunar, and only her. Unless... something dares to take it out of line.
Ominous Beings. Soulless creatures of shadow. Embodied by no life, nor death. They are but empty husks that hunger for fresh dreams. They are like hungry dogs that Lunar had to tame. She allows them to feed on dreams but only for so long. If they get out of line— they were to be stopped and eliminated before they would make further damage of the dreamer's fragile psyche. Its a big toll for her. Big dreams comes big responsibilities.
The In-Between. The two paths of Life and Death. Heaven or Hell. They are two with their own sides of a coin. These separate paths hold their own gate that separates them for various reasons. Safety, was most important in these paths of the Dream Walkers.
Right path is the Underworld: A dark bleak graveyard where all evil detities and souls reside and are locked away after death. Ones who have dared to enter such path have been viciously attacked by the Undead Spirits. Some even possessed. Or mentally broken. This was once a path Lunar had been forbidden from going, as Master Alatar knew the dangers against a young wolf as her own. Training of this path was slow yet cautious. The Undead were like sharks preying for their meal. It wasn't a meal from the living they wanted... it was their own life source they so longed to steal.
Thanks to Lunar's Moonlit Eyes, it had given her an easy advantage upon walking through the Underworld. She choosed not to go there as much. If she did planned to go... let's just hope Lunar had been prepared.
And then, the left path of the Stars. The Stars is a heaven for all good-willed spirits. Most of them, her ansestors. An astral world of peace, yet formed in one counsel when dire situations called to the young Moon Wicca. They only meet together when a vision has occured, and the potential future is at steak. Lunar has numerously met with the Star Beings so often, and most are not easily agreeable. They had to be swayed through some manner in order to be pleased by Lunar's own decisions. In the end, they only wish to help keep world balance. To keep the world thriving.
As long as the Star Beings can be satisfied with the decisions Lunar makes to mediate Team Sonic in saving the world— they'll assist with all the guidance they have. Very persuasive, huh?
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😮‍💨 Okay, I think I explained enough— What do you guys think? I hope I was descriptive enough! I love all yellow Tumblr people and I shall visit tomorrow! Chao! ☾
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mentagenesis · 2 months
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The UFO Show!
by Daniel Wolfert. I’ve been seeing UFOs (Unidentified Flying Objects) and UAPs (Unidentified Aerial Phenomena) in the skies ever since I was a kid. Partially this is because I’ve always enjoyed the outdoors and loved to look up at the stars at night or even the daytime clouds. While most people are in their homes watching television, many times you can find me outside skygazing or stargazing.…
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ajitahan3 · 5 months
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blithe-bee · 2 months
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I saw one scruffy older Cora-san design and had to draw my take on it immediately, with a bonus Law to fill space.
You can say a lot of things about One Piece Odyssey, but it did give us a Law & Cora tag-team fight in which Law shambled to the location of Cora's bullets and that is just objectively cool.
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mintaii · 23 days
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'leave me still, beneath the earth'
a gold foiled piece i drew for around gallery's show 'laws of nature' ◡̈
if u're in singapore, u can check out the amazing artwork in the show and maybe even pick up a copy of the works on display or other goods while u're at it!
thank u so much to around gallery for inviting me and for printing my piece!
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cloakingads21 · 7 months
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In this blog, we will delve into the world of cloaking ads, exploring what it means, its applications on platforms like TikTok and Google Ads, the advantages it offers, and even discuss the best cloaker for Google Ads. Additionally, we’ll answer the question of why some businesses resort to cloaking their ads.
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alienssstufff · 1 month
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Consider
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lazylittledragon · 2 months
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steddie dads??? in my 2024??? it's more likely than you'd think
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hidebos · 2 months
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fuckyeahisawthat · 1 month
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So Paul has that black cloak that he wears for the end of the movie, right? We all know the one.
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The first time he has it on is after he wakes up from drinking the Water of Life, in the "we're Harkonnens" conversation with Jessica. He wears it for the rest of the movie.
I never particularly questioned how this cloak showed up on the scene cause like, we get it. It came from the Symbolism Closet. Black is associated with the Harkonnens, sure, but it's also the color of the Atreides formal dress Paul wears in Part One and the color the Bene Gesserit Reverend Mother wears. Black is the color of power.
But then I was looking at this production photo from the Part Two art book:
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and now I'm obsessed with the idea of the cloak being one of the layers of Jessica's costume--either the dark layer that we can see under the white/gray and brownish fabric, or the layer under that.
Just imagine her wrapping him up in it at some point, as he's recovering from being mostly dead. It's motherly and intimate and it might seem like comfort. But also she's claiming him, because she won. Giving him one layer of the many many layers of fabric that she's wearing by the end, isolating her from everyone else. Literally putting the mantle of power on his shoulders and making it look like love.
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radiance1 · 11 days
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This au again lawl. Where Danny wears these special sunglasses to hide his eyes that also track down ghosts in his human form.
The Justice League tracks down a summoning for the ghost king, an eons old tyrant of the infinite realms and known to bring war and devastation whenever he is summoned.
The cultists do manage to summon the ghost king, except, not how they wanted. They did indeed summon the king, but Pariah Dark is still trapped in eternal sleep and somehow, just, somehow, they managed to draw the lottery and dragged the Sarcophagus of Forever Sleep to the summoning circle.
So there the Justice League were, wondering what to do with the (currently) locked away and sleeping ghost king.
Until Constantine's coat flipped itself open and a boy with glowing white hair and a mist of blue blowing from his mouth.
"Old man." The boy greeted.
"Brat." Constantine said.
"Do you mind explaining why and how this," The boy gestured to the Sarcophagus. "Is here and not in Pariah's Keep?"
"Funny story, that one." Constantine said, only half-jokingly. He then went on to explain that the Justice League came to track down cultists, said cultists somehow managed to drag that here, and now they didn't quite know what to do with it.
The boy stood still for a moment, before taking off his sunglasses to pinch the bridge of his nose and sighed, a large amount of blue flame spilling from his mouth. "Ancients above, why is it every time something notable happens, it's always you?"
Constantine snorted, reaching into his coat for a pack of cigarettes and lighting himself one. "Hypocritical coming from you."
"I know, but still." The boy walked over to the Sarcophagus and sat on it, as if it wasn't the thing currently holding one of the most powerful ghosts in the infinite realms. "You know smoking is bad for you, right?"
"What, you learned that in class?" Constantine snarked, making no move to do anything and causing the boy to sigh again, toxic green eyes looked around the room, falling over each hero present before homing in on Flash. The boy pointed to him. "You. Come here."
"Whatcha want with red?" Constantine asked and the boy simply shrugged his shoulders. "Passing on a message."
The boy blinked once, and if he was surprised that the Flash was already in front of him, then he didn't show it. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a green sticky not, motioned for Flash to bent down and stuck it on his forehead.
Superman was... concerned. There was a heartbeat there, he could hear it, but it was so slow and seemed rather weak, like the boy was near death.
"Alright, now I gotta get old mean and green back to his keep before the Observants get on my case." The boy put back on his sunglasses and got up, waving Flash away and lifting up the Sarcophagus above his head he walked over to Constantine, whose face wrinkled.
"That ain't going to fit." The warlock pointed out and the boy scoffed, probably rolling his eyes behind his glasses. "And you've fit bigger things, just shut up and lift the coat old man."
Constantine did so, and somehow the boy just shoved the entire Sarcophagus inside. The boy was very obviously smug as the blue mist that was blowing from his mouth the entire time petered out. "I'll clean up the mess on my end," The boy said before waving his hand in the Justice League's general direction. "You deal with all that."
"Just get going already, I'm not about to get those sentient eyeballs on my ass."
"Yea, yea. You got enough to deal with as is." The boy then stepped inside Constantine's cloak and as soon as the man let it drop, he disappeared.
Constantine looked around the room, silently assessing the situation as he brought another cigarette to his lips.
He lamented the fact he would have to deal with this sober.
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