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utilitycaster · 1 year

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look, I know polls are silly and fun and so I want you to understand writing this rant is silly and fun for me but EMON? Emon is the Critical Role Entry for Most Place of All Time? I must call bullshit. And so:

Friends, fellow critters, and people who have me blocked but hate read my blog each morning over breakfast: Emon is not even the Most Place on the Material Plane. It is not even the Most Place in Tal'Dorei. Hell, it's not even the Most Place on the fucking Bladeshimmer Shoreline, which includes a destroyed city now overtaken by bandits, and a cave system that hosts both a rift to the Far Realm and a different rock than residuum that can make a different magical drug than suude. Emon is if you took the aggressively mid vibes of Washington, DC and transplanted them to the inconvenient location and city of refuge for flaky people who avoid gluten for non-medical reasons of Los Angeles. The second Percival Frederickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III invents the motorcar that sumbitch is going to have traffic bad enough to summon Tharizdun. Also there's a literal pit of fire that's been burning for 30 years that both hasn't been adequately addressed but also doesn't really seem that interesting. Like oh a bunch of dragons destroyed your city? Big deal. Draconia got so fucked up it doesn't exist anymore, and at least Westruun has some fucking charm. At least Pike and Grog actually lived there, whereas Vox Machina got a house in Emon and proceeded to spend their time literally anywhere else.

Here is a brief list of places on the planet of Exandria in the Material Plane - not even across Critical Role's main campaigns/EXU, which includes such non-Exandrian places as "living city of people who mind-melded and escaped to the Astral Sea during a century-plus-long war of the gods"; "Ligament Manor"; "Ryn's groovy pied-a-feu, man I wonder what made the scorch marks on that furniture, anyway", and "THE MOON THAT IS ACTUALLY AN PRISON FOR A THING THAT EATS GODS AND IS POSSIBLY HATCHING" - that are more of a place than Emon:

Jrusar: 5 spires no waiting, sweet cable car system, city almost entirely destabilized by goo creatures as part of an overly complicated plot to blow up the aforementioned moon

Bassuras: (literally "garbagetown") Run by Mad Max gangs and everyone is cool with it; regular sandstorms; one of those gangs apparently sits atop a hive mind and NO ONE has examined this (except for them)?)

Whitestone: has a tree planted by one god over a buried temple to another god that was corrupted in the name of a third, shittier god; overrun by zombies but it's fine now; streetlights and two bears that are allowed to do whatever the fuck they want.

Yios: The canal system of Venice meets the colleges per capita of Boston meets the orcs from your fantasies, also there's some kind of kitchen-based organized crime ring so intricate it could be its own campaign (so, also like Boston).

Vasselheim: literally no one understands what the fuck its government system is. Old as balls. Temples everywhere! Temples full of trees. Temples full of blood! Temples full of an old guy who will kick your ass. A sphinx that regulates the monster hunter mini-game. Presumably the giant titan full of the ancient cannibal dwarf city is like, still there, as a new fixture, since I don't see how they're moving that.

The arctic: where teleportation doesn't work, there's a river of lava in the middle of the snow, ancient ruins full of snow globes full of actual people, and the Chaos Bisexual Emerald - and that's just a smattering of what Eiselcross has to offer.

Since this is about space and not time we can toss Aeor and Avalir too, since they once were places, and while we're at it whatever the fuck is going on with the Shattered Teeth and its permanent fog cloud and fish dream cult and capitalist shipwrecked merchants.

And, of course, any arbitrary square millimeter of Wildemount, frankly, has more Mostness than the entirety of Emon could muster under absolutely ideal conditions. But for the sake of one place per region, let's hand it to Rosohna (city of eternal night for practical purposes, built over the Evil God Headquarters); Uthodurn (underground! Giant goats! Elves and dwarves, living together, mass hysteria!); Hupperdook (steampunk gnome party city); Nicodranas (Fjord, Jester, Veth, Marion, and Yussa literally all live there at once; plumbing used to be courtesy of an imprisoned marid...but watch out); and Blightshore (Blightshore).

In conclusion: Emon is boring, nominating it was a mistake, there are literally sealed gods in other parts of the world and also way better taverns, good night, and what the fuck.

#critical role #long post

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brainrot-stitch · 2 months

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AHAAA I FINISHED IT WOAHHH i usually don't finish art things omg...

Anyways current sabre design!!! (It will probably change bc I can NEVER make up my mind on any design ever sob)

He's such a goof :3 (IM NEVER DRAWING THAT RAINBOW ELYTRA AGAIN IM CRYING)

Anyways some headcanons below cuz I feel like yapping :3

-rainbow totally would have gotten him and sabre friendship necklaces (yk the matching kind with magnets that come together n all) and after knowing lucas for a bit he woulda made friendship bracelets !!

-like that one person I reblogged said, he's such a mad scientist he's so silly omgg

-i love the reincarnation au SO MUCH its literally fire but in normal headcanons I think he used to be part of the creed and an assasin and ermm

Basically I headcanon his whole assassins creed series was basically his backstory before starting to do research on these 'steve' entities

-when nervous/anxious his footsteps will be completely silent out of habit from the whole assassin thing, and he'd obviously do it when purposefully trying to sneak (he has probably scared rainbow or Lucas multiple times by doing this..)

-I'm not sure weather to headcanon that his wings were damaged by a steve really early on in the steve saga (like before rainbow could speak or maybe when dark was still pretending to be blue) or if it was smth that happened when he was still an assassin but it's one of those!!!

-hes an avian.. heh... if u couldn't tell from the ref sheet.. but NOT a chicken!! The chicken jokes are just bc of the hoodie and bc his feathers look a lil similar :3

-he has like 2 of the same chicken hoodie he'll wear most often but still has some normal outfits AND assassins outfits and weapons he keeps away (most are green or have some sort of green in them heh.. I might draw that later)

-ok ok ok I have so many eye headcanons it's so hrggrrrrh the main one tho is one I snatched from the reincarnation au and that's that he doesn't have eyes!! Bc of an injury or sum and he js says he has sensitive eyes and the bandana fabric is see through up close.. but he can still see bc he's a player and the way players work is weird. Other headcanon, green eyes. Other headcanon, brown eyes. Other headcanon, heterachromia green and brown eyes. Other headcanon pure white eyes. Other headcanon code eyes. Other headcanon (gets hit by a bus)

-if we r going with the reincarnation au for the eyes, I feel like only rainbow and Lucas would know, if we're going with the others, I'd say rainbow, Lucas, Alex, galaxy, and maybe the guardian (I forgot if that's what he was called or not) would know. If we're going with the code eyes, then only lucas would know

-not sabre specifically but I feel like steves in general wouldn't be very used to or know but about blood/gore stuff, bc they're more used to being destroyed/poofing, and later on being destroyed through a machine. Being actually killed by a sword or something of the sort they are not used to seeing, and are very touchy on the subject

-on that note I imagine if there's like a steve that's immune to most or all other steve powers and or machines that they're trying to get rid of and arguing on what to so abt I imagine sabre being like "oh 1 sec I got this" and boom that mf DEAD 😭

-and they'd b like 😰

"Guess we're gonna have to kill this guy sabre" "damn"

-ermmm silly billy activity...

-I feel like he'd know a lot more than the other steves on things like the nether and end (not end city tho that's a whole other mc headcanon I don't feel like yapping abt rn) bc those are the dimensions players have access too and steves usually dont.. so they'd b like "WTF SABRE WHAT R U DOING THAT IS A LITERAL HELLSCAPE WITH LAKES OF FIRE AND MONSTERS WEVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE FYM U CAN GET 'NETHERITE' THERE" and he'd b like "well don't go in the fire then and it anything attacks u kill it ig" (not actually sob.. I feel like only he and Lucas would go there bc most steves r hindered greatly by lava and the only ones we've seen that aren't are bad guys if my memory is correct)

Ermm I have more but I'm eepy and can't remember so those r for another day!!!

Reblogs>likes

Don't post my art to other platforms without my permission pls x3

#favremysabre #favremysabre steve saga #the steve saga #steve saga #rainbow steve #lucas #headcanons #headcanon #stitch art #:3 #digital art #art #my sabre design !#the rot is consuming rn #if u wanna see my designs and headcanons for other characters #then go vote on my poll 😈😈😈#praying this doesnt flop sighhhh

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djarinsbeskar · 8 months

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HERE, THERE BE MONSTERS: THE MINOTAUR PART 4

A/N: We're getting closer. Brace yourselves... Artwork by machiavellicro on deviantart!

Pairing: Minotaur!Din Djarin x Nymph!Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ NO Minors)

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: gross misuse of mythology, gore, horror, suggestive themes. Reminder that this is a MONSTER FUCKING fic, so be warned for future chapters.

NOTICE: If you want to keep updated on when I post fic turn on notifications for @djarinsbeskar-writes ! c:

Day 10

You thought you had escaped him.

You considered yourself lucky.

But you soon learned there was no such thing in the labyrinth, and the Minotaur lingered with you long after you fled the carnage he caused in the forest.

Twigs and filaments of hedging scratched at your face and neck where you made a break into a barely visible gap onto another path in the maze. Your heart pounding, you couldn’t quell the terrified shriek when the air was disturbed behind you, a massive shadow racing past where you had just escaped from.

Another close call.

It wouldn’t take him long to circle back when he lost the trail. You needed to hurry.

Swimming through the hedgerow, you clawed your way to the other side desperately. It was too dark suddenly, the thicket too dense for you to see farther than your nose where you were coffined within the black foliage. When you hand finally breached the other side, however, it wasn’t open air that met it.

It felt like a living volcano under your fingers.

If the magma and rock and fury could be made man as a growl began deep in his throat, vibrating under your hand and filling you with the most intoxicating dread. It surrounded you in a sea of lava, cutting off your every exit. Made you hot when you realized the rock under your hand was instead solid muscle.

But instead of pulling away – burned – your hand moved on its own, tracing downward… getting hotter the closer you came to the source. The cloth at his groin gave you pause when something swayed beneath it.

Something mean.

Something designed to break you into submission. Or death. Whichever came first.

You finally reacted to the burn, yanking your hand away as common sense rammed into you ruthlessly.

He found you already.

How-

You didn’t have time to finish the question, a massive hand erupting through the hedging to collar your throat, his blood-thirsty bellow drowning out the sound of your neck snapping as you were dragged from a fitful sleep with a gasp.

The underside of a large root met your gaze, your hand flying to your neck to ensure you were still alive. If your pulse racing under your fingers didn’t convince you, your ragged breaths did as you tried to swallow around the fear lodged in your throat, your mouth fuzzy with thirst.

A… a dream?

You groaned, pressing the heels of your hands into your eyes as you willed your heart to slow. Not again…

Not even in your dreams were you free from being hunted. Not even sleep rid you of the all-encompassing punishment the labyrinth insisted on subjecting you to. It truly was hell on earth, with no way out in sight.

You’d be stuck here for an eternity if you weren’t run down and killed first.

What would you even do if you escaped? The question sobered you as you pulled yourself out from the small dimple of space you’d taken shelter in under a root, the entrance to which was hidden by a sheet of draped moss.

It was impossible to tell how long you’d been asleep, stretching your aching arms above your head. The concealed sky hid the suns movements, but since it still shone behind the clouds, you knew it couldn’t have been for very long. The glare pounded behind your eyes, your dream finally catching up with you at the same time you became aware of something equally disturbing.

A decided slickness between your legs and a familiar throb you never normally had trouble finding someone to take care of.

But this wasn’t due to the drunken high of a midnight dance, or the wandering hands of a handsome god while you slept in his bed after a night of passion. It was… because of him.

Curse your nature as a nymph.

It was a well understood fact that nymphs – by their existence – were personifications of the natural world and therefore, were often drawn to the primal. To areas of potent carnal energy and overindulgence that often manifested in the parties Dionysus threw night after night, the whisper of an arrow from Artemis’ bow to fell a boar whose head would decorate the tables of plenty. The sex and orgies and decadence that you now found yourself on the flip side of.

You were connected to nature, to the very essence of the primordial and so… you were attracted to it. In all its’ forms.

But a beast? That was a far cry from an over-indulgence of wine and pleasure.

Something was wrong with you. It had to be.

The labyrinth was making you mad… it had to be.

Realization propelled you to your feet as if you could escape those unwelcome thoughts and intrusive truths by simply running from them.

But they, like him, clung to your subconscious like nightshade you’d foolishly mistaken for burdock. Now, removing the burs was an obsolete task. The poison had already taken hold. A poison that made your hand tingle and pussy clench with the memory of a monstrous girth your imagination cooked up.

You blamed it on everything you could as you tried to find your bearings. You blamed it on the maze itself. You blamed it on Hera and her proclivity for curses. You blamed it on Zeus and his wandering gaze. You blamed it on the water, believing it to be bewitched even as you dropped to your knees to guzzle great handfuls of the life-giving essence at the first stream you found.

You even blamed it on the Minotaur himself.

In taking so long to catch you and put you out of your misery, you were forced to become accustomed to the fear… leaving room for other, more dangerous emotions to fill the space it once took up entirely.

There wasn’t time to ponder what those emotions might be when a shriek echoed across the labyrinth, raw and terrified before it was cut short with unnatural abruptness. That wasn’t unusual. You had grown accustomed to the way the wind carried screams far more willingly than any other sound to torment the labyrinths inhabitants.

It did, however, remind you of how exposed you were by the water. Especially if he had started hunting so early.

That was unusual.

He was usually far more active at night. As though cloaked in shadows, he could pursue his victims with a deadly invincibility. The shadows themselves an extension of his terror, confusing the instincts of every prisoner as they fled his tireless pace.

But he wasn’t the only villain within the confines of the labyrinth.

It had been a harrowing realization that just because he was the apex predator, didn’t mean there weren’t others willing to do anything, hurt anyone to ensure their own survival. You might have been wrongly convicted and sentenced here, but that wasn’t the same for everyone.

The back of your neck prickled suddenly with awareness, making you whirl where you came face to face with a man and a woman standing a short distance away, their hands raised in the universal sign of surrender. Their dress more worn and features more weathered, it was clear they’d been here much longer than you had.

Eyes widened and mind fresh with the knowledge that humans were capable of as much brutality as the gods, you backed away slowly. How could you not have heard them?

“Easy,” the woman began, her voice smoky and attractive, calling to the sisterly attachment you had been devoid of since coming here, “you are alone in this hellscape, traveller?”

That question was too loaded, and your guard fortified further.

You gulped, eyes flicking mistrustfully to the male standing silently by her side, his hand palming the butt of a crude knife of carved stone while sharp, black eyes scanned their surroundings. The woman noticed, placing herself half in front of him to drag your attention back to her.

“My name is Penelope, and this is one of my companions, Nikos.”

“One of—” you heard yourself speak warily, eyes darting to bushes, shrubs, the maze itself… all capable of hiding others.

“They’re not here.” You gulped when Penelope continued, your eyes finally pulled back to her. “We got separated during the night and have been trying to find them ever since. You are welcome to join us if you’d like.”

You didn’t miss the stifled noise Nikos made as his eyes snapped to Penelope, but she remained focused on you.

Tangled black hair was pulled away from her face in a long mane, various braids throughout the locks reminding you of those worn by Artemis’ hunters whom you often guided throughout the night. She wasn’t one. You were merely trying to find familiarity in her dirt-stained skin and keen, green eyes.

“There are about twelve of us, we look out for one another, work as a team—pool resources, take turns keeping watch, finding food. It works, and I’ve been part of it since it was formed. It’s the best the likes of us are ever going to get in here, traveller.”

Your jaw tensed at her ready acceptance of the way things were and you didn’t miss the way Nikos’ grip tightened on his weapon.

“You’ve seen him, haven’t you?” She continued when you remained silent. You averted your eyes, the woman misinterpreting it for agreement and not the blush you were attempting to hide.

“This place robs us of everything but hope.” A chill entered Penelope’s voice. “That is his to destroy. It’s why so few last beyond escaping him. They realize there is no hope, and simply give up. You can see it in their eyes.”

You didn’t like her insinuation, nor the dullness in her gaze. Is… that what she meant? Did you look like that? Catching your frown, Penelope shook her head.

“But not yours.” Penelope smiled, the first tug of kindness stinging your eyes suddenly. “You still have some hope inside you, we could use that.”

“Pen—” Nikos began on a rumble, turning towards her with a familiar hold to her elbow while he cast a suspicious glance towards you.

“The fact you’re still alive is admirable, traveller. But it won’t stay that way if you remain alone.” Penelope ignored him to keep talking to you. Were you so transparent that she could tell you were being swayed? That the thought of company in this abyss was as tempting as the thought of being swallowed by it?

Your brows fell over your eyes suspiciously, suddenly unsure of their intent. You saw what you got out of this offer, but what did they?

“We don’t have much, but there is strength in numbers. “

You cursed your lack of experience with mortals. Maybe if you lived among them instead of observing them from afar in the safety of the night sky, their actions might make more sense to you. But in reality, outside the occasional dalliance with a warrior or three, you had no notion of why humans did… anything they ended up doing.

They were much too juvenile, their lives too short to be sure of anything before they died.

“We cannot linger, Pen.” Nikos insisted once more, drawing you out of your mind. “It’s clear she doesn’t want—"

Penelope silenced him with a pat to the bicep. Ah. Lovers. You understood that. The man grizzled, but subdued as she took a testing step towards you, smiling when you didn’t retreat.

“When was the last time you ate something other than a few raw nuts? Slept longer than an hour at any one time? Felt protected?”

You didn’t know.

Honestly, it felt like an eternity since you’d experienced any of that. Your stomach growled treacherously, telling her your answer. Still, you wouldn’t be swayed. That only ever got you in trouble, being swayed by others.

“I know enough about life to know nothing is free…” You flinched internally when Nikos shifted, the wind mercifully carrying your voice, as soft as it was. “How do you benefit from having another mouth to feed?”

In your periphery, a sprinkle of stardust shimmered atop the stream you stood within. If they didn’t already know you were a divinity, they very soon would. And the greed of humans could rival that of Zeus himself…

“That—”

A branch snapping made you jump, the sound of your neck breaking in your dream flashing across your memory along with a clamour of instinct.

Danger.

It wailed in your mind, forcing you back several steps, snapping out of the fantasy you’d found yourself in with the sudden dread that you’d been hoodwinked.

But it wasn’t the mortals.

They looked just as taken by surprise as you were, all pleasantness from the exchange falling as survival instincts kicked in and Nikos pulled out his dagger, Penelope palming her own weapon at her hip cautiously.

Another snap and then it was silent. Dreadfully so.

“Into the maze, quickly!” Nikos hissed. “Now!”

You didn’t need to be told twice. Without looking back, you sloshed across the river, the tell-tale silence of the water breaking around you heralding his arrival like the crack of a whip spurring you faster. You only realized the others were following by the sound of their laboured breathing.

So… the labyrinth silenced everything but the people within it. What a terrible mechanism for hunting.

But you couldn’t concern yourself with their welfare, yours was at stake and they had each other.

Breaking left on instinct, déjà vu struck you when you caught sight of a gap in the greenery. You would’ve missed it entirely had a similar shortcut not been present in your dream earlier that day. And echoing your dream further, the mortals sprinted past it, losing you while you shimmied through the small space onto another path entirely.

A bellow sounded across the silent maze, an explosion of noise sending birds into the air and those stuck on the ground to flee or hide.

“Shit, shit, shit—” you whispered under your breath when you noticed the flurry of stardust coating the leaves of the hedge where you passed through it. It practically signposted your route to anyone who passed by.

Futilely, you tried to knock it off but only succeeded in spreading it further. Your panic over covering your tracks overshadowed all else until you heard it. A sound that made your stomach drop as you lifted your eyes to the hedging.

A snort.

It froze you in place as the other side of the gap you had passed through was blocked by something dark and massive.

But unlike your dream, it wouldn’t take much to reach through to the other side.

You really were going mad…

Why else were you still here? Why were you not running?

A dangerous game presented itself to you suddenly, one you had no idea you’d been playing all this time when the monster on the other side of the hedgerow stayed where he was instead of charging you like you’d heard him do to countless others.

Would he be as molten hot as he was in your dream, you wondered in awe. Would he be as hard?

Maybe the entire thing hadn’t been a dream at all, but a premonition of your fate. One last gift of Atropos before she cut the string of your long life. But that hardly made a dent in your psyche the way it ought to, the way it once would have.

Indeed, it hardly made a ripple as the thought of huge horns and wide shoulders you’d only seen in shadows mated with the burning recollection of a touch only present in your dreams to create a single, enticing creature before you.

You took a wary step closer, the eldritch shadow on the other side shifting at the sound.

Another snort followed the first. Sharper, your scent caught, and you halted before you could get any closer. A throaty growl rumbled around you, giving you a split second to step back before the hedging shook and a forearm burst from the same gap you passed through with ease.

It was all that could fit, you realized, his forearm alone as thick as your thigh. Dark skin was littered in constellations of scars and hair, and the hand attached to it… was that of a man. Knuckles bruised and bloody, fingers thick and palm broad while a ring of fresh bruises surrounded his wrist and gave you pause when he pulled it back.

A warriors hand.

Apart from its size, you’d seen countless hands like this in your time and been touched by as many. That violent possessiveness and brutal affection was unique to hands who caressed their weapons the way they did a woman’s body. That sought to protect or destroy in the spilling of blood and ecstasy.

Either was possible until the moment it happened. There was a thrill in not knowing until it was too late.

You resented the trickle of wetness you could feel slip down your inner thighs, his growl deepening.

You should have run.

You should have run ages ago. If you had, you wouldn’t have been burdened with what you considered the last nail in the coffin on your sanity. The last vestige of hope Penelope was talking about. For when you heard his voice… attraction bloomed in a way it never had before inside you.

In a way you feared you’d never be able to return from.

“Lost… little… star—” His voice was so low it shook the earth, a primal gravel that removed all notions of humanity were it not for your ability to understand him.

“Run.”

You finally broke from your frozen stupor, dashing blindly any which way. It didn’t matter if you disoriented yourself. If you lost yourself completely. You needed to ensure you couldn’t find your way back there… to him and the filthy promise in unspoken words if he caught you.

Tears streaked down your cheeks as you did, unable to care if they – or your stardust – were leaving a scent trail for him to follow when it dawned on you that he wasn’t just hunting randomly anymore.

He was hunting you.

But the worst thing was, as you ran, breath stolen and heart hammering, your tears were joined by a delirious smile of adrenaline filled ecstasy. While separated from the stars, you found your lost connection to the core of nature through fear, brazen danger. Him.

It terrified you enough that when another endless night of evading his singular pursuit came to a close and you staggered on jelly legs to the closest body of water only to run into Nikos once again, you didn’t hesitate to beg for his help.

To take him up on Penelope’s offer though she was nowhere to be seen. You were blind to anything else but the panic-induced need you had to flee what had happened in the labyrinth that night.

You needed to stop these feelings from growing. Stop them, even if it meant cutting yourself off from the very nature you once thought lost to you that now pounded on your psyche with a wild, bestial need.

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toastydoll · 2 months

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My Favorite G1'rs that Need to Come Back

I'm loving the new season of g3 so far, so to celebrate I'm making a list of my personal faves from g1 that I'd love to see in g3 again!! Plus at the end I'm gonna include the monsters I don't personally need but think will probably be back somehow :3

Gooliope Jellington! My late addition queen. I love her goopy design, I love that she's so giant compared to the other boos, I love her circus aesthetic!! Ideally her doll would be ginormous again, plus I think they could integrate some novi stars moonbow slime so she's lava lampish. At her giant size, she could probably even still have articulation plus goo! Her character could also be potentially fascinating in g3--is she the daughter of the Blob? Or are her parents mad human scientists, creating experiment 8108?

Wydowna Spider. Her design is PEAK. A doll with six arms would be so cool to see again, especially since the varying body types mean the clothes aren't meant to be swapped like before (so her unique shape shouldn't be much of an issue!). In this gen she might even be a were-spider?

River Styxx! Ever since Draculaura brought up pastel goth aesthetics in Nightmare Nightmore I've been seriously missing River. Yes, she was only in one movie, yes, it was for like thirty seconds, but her design is so creepy cute! Plus her ghost design, semitranslucent with bones peeking through, is one of my absolute favorites. Maybe more focus on her candy love?

Luna Mothews. She was done SO DIRTY in the original (sorry to those who loved her she just was not for me). As a mothman (and Mr. Mothmanson) stan, I need a mothier, West Virginian Luna. Maybe she bonds with Scarah over their shared bad luck prophecy powers. Speaking of...

Scarah Screams. I feel like we're getting a banshee in Mrs. O'Shriek considering her name (and a throwaway line about her yelling), but Scarah was such a sweet and lovely character that I'd just love to see her again. And more Irish this time too! An episode explaining the history of bian sidh lore, complete with explaining the Anglicized spelling, would be super cool!

Sirena von Boo. This is almost purely on design alone. The ghostly mermaid tail, the shadowy finned hands, the chain detailing?? She is so iconic in her design (plus her characterization was p cute). Her color scheme is similar to Spectra, so maybe an update for that. Her character could be a really interesting foray into monster afterlife this gen (aka maybe she's the ghost of a teen mermaid, not a ghost-mermaid hybrid).

Kiyomi Haunterly! Yeah, I loved the ghosts lmao. She was such a cool concept! I loved that her face was barely visible yet still there, her lesbian moments w Drac were all ADORABLE, and it was super cool to see ghost lore from Japan. If they bring back monster exchange I think she'd be so fun to see again through that route.

C.A. Cupid!! Chariclo Arganthone, we've all been missing you since 2013. Please come home to Monster High!! Absolutely adored the concept of a bone elemental, for one, plus her radio persona was so fun! I could see her hosting a matchmaking podcast in g3, plus a missed connections EekTok. Since I hc aro Deuce for g3, I think they'd make really great friends. Plus he could teach her that romantic love/matchmaking isn't for everyone!

Elissabat! With all the focus on the were-ruler this season, plus the focus last season on Dracula's PFFT title and what it meant for Draculaura, I think it could be really interesting to see the traditional Vampire Queen return to Monster High. How do tradition-dependent vampires deal with a power struggle between the original vampire royalty and the premiere, first and foremost top monster? Also getting a GOTH goth character might finally get people to stop griping about how g1 was "way gother!!"

Honey Swamp. Okay yes, same as River, she was in one (1) movie for about forty five seconds, but her crocodilian design was one of my favorites in the entire generation. I always thought she was particularly cool since Lagoona ended up more sea monster than "Creature from the Black Lagoon." Honey was the actual swamp monster!! Plus we've already got New Orleans through Apollo, so why not a little New Goreleans as well? More exploration of human cities and their monster counterparts please!

Robecca Steam. She's so far down the list, but I cannot emphasize how much I need my steampunk queen back. More goggles, more gears, more copper and steam! I loved that her father was human, which frankly could be a really cool idea to explore in g3. What are the ethics of monsters created by humans? If humans are monsters too, was Hexiciah alive during a time of peace?

Rochelle Goyle. Her design was always so classic and chic. We've seen some gargoyles in the series so far, but none of them have been animate (or made their sentience known). Plus she could be great friends with Deuce, and maybe even save the day if his gorgon gaze gets out of control.

Hoodude. I'll be honest: as much as I like the idea of a living Voodou doll, the first generation handled him like garbage. Having Frankie practice rituals from a closed religion to make herself a boyfriend was uh...yeah. G3 could take Hoodude in two interesting directions. For one, they could get a consultant who actually practices Voodou to help design the character. He would be a living doll created by a Voodou practitioner, introducing kids to the idea that Voodou is a real religion currently practiced today that isn't evil, isn't witchcraft, and is deeply culturally important. If they're not willing to put the work in (which, honestly, they've been so much better about in g3), he could also make a really fun renamed living doll/plush.

Vandala Doubloons. Another ghost who showed up for thirty seconds in Haunted? In my list? It's more likely than you'd think lmao. This is solely bc I love pirates and I love ghosts, and think a pirate ghost character is always fun. I prefer her design to Dayna Jones's, but I like the daughter of Davey Jones aspect.

Operetta. Last but absolutely not least, I need the phantom of the oprey back again! Her rockabilly pin up style was so cute and her origin story is so batty (her dad is a human, guys). Honestly she'd work so well in g3 with her "monstrous" human father!

And there they all are! My personal faves from g1, brought back into g3. Some of them are just there for the peak design, some for how their lore could work really really well w g3, all bc I love them :3

Bonus list of characters who should probably come back too (due to importance in g1/popularity):

Jackson Jekyll/Holt Hyde (hello human monster conflict!)

Casta Fierce (and Spelldon) (maybe from witch camp?)

Amanita Nightshade (unless Frankie smushed her when they dropped a gargoyle on the corpse flower)

Moanica D'cay (not g1 but a really cool zombie)

Slomo (more zombies!)

Neighthan Rot (more zombie unicorns!)

AstraNova (love an alien)

Catrine DeMew (a solid Scarisian were-cat)

Valentine (I mean. Come on.)

Gigi and Whisp Grant (except less Orientalist this time)

Inivisi-Billy (is he a ghost? is he a normie?)

Lorna MacNessie (her dad is iconic and so is she)

Ari Hauntington (again not g1, but interesting in the g3 politics)

Garrott (I just want gargoyles)

Isi Dawndancer (please hire a cultural consultant this time)

Kiersti Trollson (loved the literal troll who games)

Batsy Claro (a were-bat would be so funny guys come on please)

#mh #monster high #bring em home boys #there are of course always more that I want back #but these are my tops

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thisisnotthenerd · 5 months

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and the other half of round two, the sidequests!

feel free to give reasoning/propaganda as you like!

the intrepid heroes poll

quick episode descriptions:

volcano of violence: all of the lotr parallels in one place. leiland being a cringefail after casting circle of death. markus negotiating with an eagle. the combination of grasping web and reverse gravity. balloon elf. sokhbarr raising the lava mog. the concept of galfast hamhead. efink facing her father and husband and beign conflicted

the great chase: caravan chase, mad max style on the teenager's bed. ti wants to blow up the boy. car-go and bean are remarkably effective. boomer is a boarding party. jizz balloons. lots of toy vehicles. car-go transforms with felix inside.

the horizon beyond the squall: marcid attacking a chimney. you wrote a whole song just to be mean to me. cheese, prince bitch. no kings for this captain. nat 20 medicine check to revive myrtle. destroy undead. beating a motherfucker with another motherfucker. bob's inflict wounds. ending with cheese getting a ship and the buccaneer buddies sailing off.

unfinished business: splitting up to resolve the mystery. buckster's legendary nat 20 persuasion to give advantage on stealth. daisy and the vicar sneaking in. sylvester failing at climbing the tower. lars killing the constable and pretending to be a ghost for lucretia. gangie and the vicar undulating. daisy and sylvester simultaneously arriving. shitting out of a window to "provide a cushion". daisy getting her story with sylvester's help. gangie falling into mrs. molesly's room. sylvester almost dying but getting a nat 20 death save with buckster's help. a wedding and bacchanal.

we're the heroes: one of these things is not like the others. collecting the bag of socks. jammer crying about weights. sam and philtrum. dates at the questing beast. the tournament. dream's cinderella moment. where did those mice get lithium. you don't get wet fire. i disavow you. what do you want me to tell your family. he had enough. blast him to the underworld. you can gps a phone. my girl just glinda'd your ass! that's some american magic, bitch! evan and dream lock up tallulah's wand in an orb.

i fucking love you: no one is surprised. incendiary cloud. OSTENTATIA'S DIVINE INTERVENTION ON A 19. god wants a bag from ostentatia. antiope will not submit. penny texts i'm in. nta 20 counterspell on finger of death. nonna wallace approves. katja trips a snake. i didn't even know you could trip a snake. antiope's incredible action surge turn that ends with showing her ass. sam is power word killed. that's my sister. danielle channels anima. revivify. bringing talura through the doorway in death. ending with graduation and 'take us to the book!'.

waylaid by werewolves: the werewolves are girls. zarb mini with six buttholes. chewing gum mist. fifi. shooting through the flamethrower. losing dracula. drago was the star. fifi becomes a werewolf. reading a letter in the middle of battle. florina under the carriage. enraged frenzy. i've heard of a cat scan. i make the horse fly. something seems very familiar about her. the dog is my wife! izzy holds with disappointment. a monster has been eating my letters to you.

duel on the southern lawn: rumor phase. rue writes the letter and commands wuvvy to burn it. i drank tea and went to bed. letter to wrackingspelt. rue's assistant. hob getting clocked by rue. wuvvy demanding satisfaction. andhera demanding satisfaction. wet wrestling. this is the biggest stretch of a fuckin' lifetime. nat 20 to be a slippy boy. hoisting andhera up by his taut cotton pants. accepting the hand of friendship.

yonder where the fruit do be lyin': quichei. deli's perception roll. raphaniel as a youth pastor. giant radish head. colin is covered in blue. extremely realistic fake orange. rick perry, you dog. silence. queen's losing it. raphaniel gets the orange down. banana boat guy. come on provolone! deli attacks queen pamela rocks. subtle spell shatter in the carriage. brennan kills pamela rocks again. you died for nothing. chasing and murdering the mushroom guy.

in the heart of death: brennan walks jujubee through an optimized turn. 49 damage immediately. troyánn slips. keekee starts falling. scorching ray. the devil works hard, but d20 works harder. buddy bear shoves zaria into the pit. lightning javelin in the titty. fireball. princess does like 70 damage and pushed kerwyn into the abyss. troyánn goes down. princess gets keena. nat 20 counterspell. twyla crits on morgan to end the battle.

case closed: the party converges on oblongata station once more. they're facing down the don and madam loathing, who can turn them against each other. imelda and dan flash the gangsters to wildly differing results. ivana rolls a 59 on hunch and he still comes back. elias punches his boss. dan goes down. the fix eats the key. conrad rolls a 57 [the number of heinz varieties] to bring down madam loathing. elias steals a birthday cake and runs out into the street, gets a date and reconciles his childhood trauma as he goes into witness protection.

evolution & revolution: warning the populace. pitching scam calls. driving the truck. phoebe is jaegering dr. wenabocker in a very gross maxi. the ground collapses. revenants are charmed. viola is very efficient. thorn calls lightning. tula attacks her son for 67 damage. ava attacks the groun for 109 damage and a long rest. jaysohn gets phoebe. lila fireballs. viola crits twice and kills one guy with paladin/fighter shenanigans and then kills the rest by kicking the trigger of a gun and hitting a gas tank. tula heals jaysohn, lukas, and herself a little bit. battle is over in 1.33 rounds.

#dimension 20 #battle episode of all time #escape from the bloodkeep #tiny heist #pirates of leviathan #mice & murder #misfits & magic #the seven #coffin run #a court of fey and flowers #the ravening war #dungeons and drag queens #mentopolis #burrow's end #d20 poll #dimension 20 spoilers #d20 spoilers

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factorialsotherfandoms · 6 months

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Forever has been in the Nether... He doesn't know how long he's been there, to be honest. There's no day and no night, he just eats when he's hungry and digs out a hole to sleep in when he's tired. He fights monsters, he wanders, and he searches for the eggs - he lost Walter Bob some time ago, and hasn't seen a friendly being since.

So he wanders, and he wanders, and he wanders... Until there, at the entrance to a cave, he sees a small boy with a sword.

An egg, a child, not his own child, but one of them! Forever... Forever found Chayanne. And if Chayanne is here, surely the others cannot be far?

"Chayanne!" he calls, running closer. "Chayanne, are you okay? Are you hurt? Where is everyone?"

His response is a growl, and rocks being pelted at his knees. Some are sharp, one is especially heavy. Forever tries to approach, only to end up with tiny fists batting into his legs.

"Shit!"

Chayanne seems to have not a sword, but a knife. Maybe blades hidden between fingers; blood drips down Forever's leg.

"Fuck, shit, Chayanne, Chayanne, it's me, stop hitting!" He does his best to plead. "It's Forever!"

He's almost surprised when the repetitive pain stops. The little dragon egg, battered and dirty, stares at him a moment, before grabbing his hand.

"There we go, I-" Forever is cut off as Chayanne yanks him into a cave, down a tunnel, into lava-lit chasm.

He hears Tallulah before he sees her, choked up and wheezing breaths loud and struggling in the heat. Shit, shit, all the dust, all the fire… Her lungs are already weak…

Forever is scrambling for his backpack, looking for the inhalers Phil had forced on him when he first started babysitting. It had seemed excessive at the time, but here in the Nether… he isn't sure there are enough.

Chayanne sees what is in Forever's hand, however, and any doubt he still had seems to flee. Where he had been tugging him along before, Philza's son was now almost desperate in his pulling.

He finds Tallulah curled between three rocks, hidden from almost every angle, and choking on her own throat.

"Tallulah," he drops to his knees beside her, tugging her to sitting and putting her inhaler to her mouth. "Deep breath, Little One. Tio is here."

It takes her a moment, but she manages one breath, then another. She's crying now, tears quickly evaporating in the heat.

Her breath still catches.

He pulls the inhaler away, shakes it, tries again. It has to work, it has to, his Little Princess… It has to.

He ends up tossing the device to one side in frustration. Chayanne goes after it, panicked, until he sees another in Forever's hand.

Maybe… Maybe that one had just been used too much already? Maybe this one would work?

It has to - Forever wouldn't know how to cut her throat open well enough to not kill her/

One puff, two-

Tallulah falls limp against him.

"Tallulah!"

For a terrifying few seconds he thinks he has failed, that he was too late, only for her to squirm, burying her face in his chest. Her breathing is not quite even - if he listens hard, he can still hear a wheeze over the popping of the lava - but she is breathing.

Chayanne, nearby, grabs her hands and presses close.

Forever uses the reprieve to tear up some of the cleaner parts of his shirt. It's not a lot - it's barely anything - but he fashions it into a bandana, and helps the egg get it over her face.

She leans away just long enough to let him put it on, before pulling herself and Chayanne back into his chest. Soon enough his shirt is growing wet from not one but two spots.

"You're okay," Forever shakes as he holds both children tight. "Tio's here, you'll be okay now. We're okay, we're okay."

He rocks them both as he tries to convince himself that is true.

Tries to convince himself he cannot feel his own tears drying up on his cheeks.

Richas is still missing - Leo, Dapper, Pomme and Ramon too - bur for now, he clings to the eggs that are here, and tries to remember to breathe.

--- Forever doesn't find the next of the children - they find him. Or, well, Ramon does, barrelling around the corner in a manic dash. It's Chayanne who Ramon lays eyes on first, the boy finally getting some sleep. Before Forever can either intervene or be noticed, Ramon has shaken him awake.

"Ramon," Forever calls to the boy, already searching for potions and a notebook. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

Ramon snatches the book, quickly writing. Chayanne is trying to force food and water on the other boy, but it doesn't seem to be working. Instead he's brushed aside, the book thrust back to Forever.

"/Richarlyson fell down a hole/," the words catch in Forever's throat. "/His leg broke. Leo stayed, we need a rope to get him and I need the following."

Forever does not bother to read aloud the materials list. Most of it he has on him - he filled his bags, but did not empty them - so he hands a few stacks of each over to Ramon.

"Which way?" He tries not to let the panic seep into his voice.

Ramon points, Chayanne glances between the still sleeping Tallulah and the door.

"I'll go get them," Forever promises. "Ramon, start working on a new leg. Chayanne? I need you to protect Ramon and Tallulah."

He waits for the okay from both before setting off at a sprint. He doesn't want to leave them, three children alone, but the shelter he threw together for the night is reinforced. They can't stay longer than one night - Forever learnt that on his fourth day, just after he lost Walter Bob. The monsters just crowd around to jump you when you leave, and Forever has both more children to find, and parents to return these ones to.

Hopefully Ramon's direction is accurate.

Forever thinks of Richars scared, hurt, with only a surely panicking Leo for company - he runs faster. Faster than he should - he twists an ankle on a rock, throws a potion at it, keeps running.

It's further than he thought to the hole - Ramon must have been searching for some time, and Forever's heart clenches at the idea. He moves potions, water, ladders, and food close to hand.

And then he spots the monster. Just the one ghast, but Leo is fighting it alone, and she has been pushed perilously close to the edge.

Without even considering he runs forward, taking the next hit for her.

The one after he deflects, and the stupid thing goes down.

"Leo!" He grabs the child as he calls to her, still a little wild with adrenaline. "Are you hurt?"

Leo shakes her head, but points desperately at the crevasse.

Forever gives her a potion, a slice of toast, and a water bucket. She near pushes him from the ledge in response.

In the end, laddering down proves too time consuming. Forever wants - needs - his son back in his arms. Safe, protected, okay. So he jumps from the ladder he was building, and lets himself fall a little way. Only once he can see Richarlyson does he open the paraglider, swooping down beside him.

Before he can think, or look, or assess, Forever throws a splash potion at his son, then scoops him into his arms.

"Richars?" He calls. "I'm here, I'm here."

He kisses the top of his head, and finally brings himself to look around. It seems not just a fall but a rockslide - pebbles and rubble are all around. Forever checks Richars over properly; shaken, terrified, thirsty, but the potion has fixed any injuries. If he fell with the rocks, not onto them, perhaps they prevented him from gathering too much speed...

Nothing lost but his prosthetic, detached from his leg and crushed under a boulder. There's a little blood on the clasp and, while the injuries are healed already, he can only imagine his boy scrabbling against rocks, clinging, grasping, desperate even as the skin tears and he falls-

Forever hugs his son, holds him close, and pretends for the moment it will all be okay.

But only for a moment; there are much worse things than ghasts in this Nether. Leo waits for them alone up top, and the other three eggs hidden in the little night bunker he made them.

"Richars?" Forever says. "I'm going to get us out of here. But I need you to hold tight, okay? Really, really tight. Even if your fingers hurt, do not let go."

Richarlyson nods and for once does as he's told, clinging to Forever with all his might. With one arm Forever clings back.

With the other he pulls out his grappling squawk, and gets them back up to Leo.

Leo, who has put on a very brave face, but is a little too still in her terror.

Forever is not willing to let go of Richarlyson, not yet. Instead he just shifts him to a better position, gives him some water to sip on as they walk, and the offers his free hand to Leo.

She takes it, and she clings.

Their walk back is accompanied by the hissing of lava, the grunt of mobs, and Forever's own words as he attempts to soothe the children. Richars hides in the remains of his jacket, while Leo grasps both his sword and his hand and hisses back at any threat.

He hates to see the children so terrified but this is why he's here, no? To get them home and safe and loved, loved so much.

When they reach the shelter, Tallulah is awake again. She is sat with Ramon, watching him work, while Chayanne stands at the doorway, sword drawn.

Leo opens the door, and swords clash for a moment before Leo is pulled into a hug. Forever squeezes in behind them, locking the door as he goes. Adrenaline fading he sits heavily against the wall, and shifts Richars to be cradled against his chest.

Richars might want his siblings, but Forever cannot let go - not now, not yet.

Despite Forever's best efforts, nobody sleeps that night.

---

The leg Ramon makes for Richarlyson is ugly and heavy, brass and iron beaten into shape in the heat of the Nether, and then doused in some of their limited water. Forever is pretty sure that it is uncomfortable - Richars favours his flesh leg in a way he never has before - but he can run on it, and right now that is all that matters.

It leaves Forever's arms free. One for a weapon, the other to carry a child. They take it in turns to be carried across the hellscape - Tallulah most often, her lungs continuing to struggle in the ash and the heat - only stopping when Forever himself is too tired to go on.

With five children he sneaks, not attacks, keeping to ledges and overhangs and away from danger. Each is given golden boots just in case of piglins, but Forever has seen nothing that normal in... In however long he's been here.

There's no day or night in the Nether. Walter Bob might know, but Forever has not seen Walter Bob again in a long time.

Water and food is passed around intermittently, and Forever only hopes there is enough of it.

Forever is lost, the only adult protecting five beautiful, terrified children. But, two of them are still missing, so why try finding the way home when this is what they have?

---

Sneaking is not eternally viable, however.

When Forever first sees the distracted hoard of monsters, his first thought is that he is very glad they are distracted and so not looking for him. His second, with significantly more swearing, is that he recognises what they are distracted by.

Between the limbs of the beasts, in the distance, he can just make out the shine of a scythe. He looks between the monsters, the five children with him, and the child - maybe children - being attacked, and he doesn't know what to do.

But... But Chayanne is already bolting forwards to protect, Leo not far behind, and it's all he can do to grab the other three children. He hands them potions of healing and invisibility and orders them to hide and knowing they will not listen he chases after the other two.

The fight is brutal, intense. He knows the eggs are competent, but its terrifying to watch them fight even so. Forever takes hits he should never have taken, desperate to keep the claws and the fire from the children at his side.

He orders them to run.

They do not listen.

A potato slams into a monster's face, and Forever knows he has lost all control of the situation.

Another cut, another slice, throwing a potion at Leo after she misses a flying kick at a monster's head. The miss does not deter her, swinging up and around and stabbing it through the eyes.

No children should fight like this.

They do anyway.

Forever barely notices when Dapper goes down, too busy keeping an eye on the five he can fully see. It's Ramon's potato gun stopping that he notices first; he turns to look at the boy, gets a claw across his back for his efforts, and notices where he has frozen and is looking.

Dapper's scythe has stopped moving, and between the feet Forever can see blood on the floor.

This time he doesn't freeze; he charges. He still screams when he is hit, screams until his throat is raw, but he doesn't stop or even slow. The eggs are smaller, get there faster, are already making do.

Tallulah, dressed like a bandit with the makeshift bandana over her face holds a knife - two handed - infront of her, while Richars and Ramon throws potion at not only Dapper but also Pomme.

Now he looks and sees, it seems Dapper went down first, and it was Pomme they saw fighting, just having stolen the other egg's weapon after her own shattered.

Forever trusts the eggs to help each other up - he has to - as he turns once more, shielding them from the onslaught with his flesh and his weapons. Chayanne and Leo make it over at some point, covering his sides as they fend off the hoard.

In the end, it isn't quite enough; Forever stands his ground, and orders the children to run.

He hopes they do so, he really does, because the next thing he knows a giant blue fist slams into his face.

---

Forever wakes up to Richars in his arms, and Chayanne crouching at his face. It is quiet now - as quiet as the Nether ever is.

He sits - far too quickly - and makes a count.

Chayanne and Richars, Tallulah and Pomme and Leo huddled up, Dapper at his feet and Ramon behind him. Seven, seven eggs, all seven living children are here and at his side.

It takes him a moment, but he opens his arms.

Six more pairs of arms cling to him and Forever thinks fuck, literally anyone else would have done better at this.

---

Briefly Forever considers looking for Walter Bob, but with seven children and no lead... He needs to get to the portal. Walter Bob is an adult, the eggs... The eggs are not.

The eggs are children, hungry, hurting children, desperate for their parents and Forever cannot blame them. His vision is still a little blurred from the blow to his head, and his back smarts where claws dragged across it, but... But so long as he gets the eggs home, what does he matter?

He does his best to look uninjured and competent, but from the way even Richars refuses to be carried any more he suspects that he fails.

It's a miracle that they make it to the portal, really.

The portal, the light turned out, and with more hunting monsters on the horizon.

Forever would like to cry.

Forever does cry, but he also grabs obsidian and a flint and steel, and does his best to force it back together.

It works, sort of - the portal turns on for a few seconds, but splutters and dies.

Forever... Forever doesn't know what to do.

Chayanne makes the decision for him, going and standing in the obsidian, and looking back.

Forever gets the idea - send some of the more combat ready eggs first, just in case it isn't home, and hope they all end up in the same place.

He hates it, he hates it so much, but they are out of potions and out of water and the only food left is four slices of avocado toast, so he nods to the plan, and lights the portal again.

Chayanne goes... somewhere.

It worked, it works, for a value of work.

Shakily, hurriedly, Forever directs the eggs to stand in the portal in turn; Pomme second, Ramon and Dapper and Leo all together, Tallulah and Richars...

By then the monsters have reached Forever and he thinks, if he dies there, it won't be so bad.

Except Richarlyson might cry.

His body will barely hold him any more - all the food went to the children, after all - but he drags himself to the portal, and strikes flint on steel.

The flint shatters in his hand, and the portal lights.

---

Even as he flickers through the portal, Forever's legs collapse. It is to his surprise, then, when strong arms catch him, and hold up his weight. He blinks, and tries to focus, and clings to the shoulder of someone far too tall to be an egg.

He sees Pac, sat on the floor of the Order's Nether Portal Room, Richarlyson bundled in his lap and looking at Forever with concern and terror in his eyes. Fit sits next to him, fussing over Ramon.

BadBoyHalo and the French huddled around Dapper and Pomme, the children safely trapped within. Bad looks terrible - worse than before - and calls over something Forever does not quite understand.

Foolish has Leo on his shoulders, standing near a red sharestone and saluting Forever with one hand. Vegetta, so often missing Vegetta, stands behind them, making sure Leo does not fall.

Tubbo and Missa with Chayanne and Tallulah and a man Forever doesn't recognise, but his beanie matches Tallulah's and she sobs in his arms and so maybe Forever can guess. He briefly wonders where Philza is, until he hears the swipe of a Scythe cutting through a zombie piglin, and the shattering of a portal.

He tries to work out who is holding him, but turning his head makes the pain spike. He cannot help but yell as his knees give in, and he blinks.

When his eyes open, his head is on Felps' lap. The Brazilians are also gathered around him, a physical shield from the panic still going on all around. There's a hole where Mike should be, and through it he can hear the sounds of the other parents comforting their eggs.

He should be comforting Richarlyson, instead he is spread out and on the ground.

Seeing him awake, Bagi and Felps help him sit up, while Pac passes him water and Cellbit rocks Richarlyson, Roier at his side. Forever sips on the water, nearly chokes, and sips again. It's followed by a potion, and dry toast, and his family bundling around. Beyond the cocoon he can hear quiet talking, but it doesn't really matter. Nobody is panicking, nobody is upset - there's some crying, but its quiet, not desperate.

Forever lets himself slump, forcing Felps to take his entire weight. There's a little panic from the huddle, but he just leans over to busy his face in Pac's side.

"Can I sleep now?" is all he asks.

And he doesn't wait for a reply.

#qsmp fanfic #qsmp forever #qsmp eggs #blood tw #injury tw #forever in the nether #fix fic? i guess fix fic #whumptober prompt: found family #he finds the families and gets to end with his family!#I couldn't pick which of cellbit felps and bagi grabbed forever so i just made him black out again oops #forever is actually very badly hurt he just kinda doesn't realise it #this is another one that'd be fun to the last scene from another PoV tbh #but I wasn't sure how to end it or handle all the eggs so just cut it off there #I also have 70% of something else written but ow my haaands

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anarchist-rat-swarm · 9 months

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Just finished listening to the audiobook of "The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet," because it was recommended by someone on Tumblr, and goddamn, it's good. I like that it avoided a lot of the expected sci-fi stuff. You expect laser battles and space wizards yelling dramatic things to each other on lava planets, and Ms Chambers is all like "that's dumb, we're doing the smart thing instead." Like, yes, sometimes people just have nice afternoons where everyone plays space Nintendo and smokes a fuckload of space weed without horrible space monsters breaking in.

#the long way to a small angry planet

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hyperfixatingonbowuigisohard · 11 months

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Super Mario Bros Labyrinth AU (Pt1)

(With Bowuigi to come!)

So we're gonna create this AU in the form of bullet-point fanfic, cool? cool.

We start out with the Mario Brothers messing up a plumbing job

Mario forgot an important tool in the truck, and instead of asking Luigi to go get it he tries to use a different tool instead

(Even tho Mario knows its a bad idea)

Big surprise, they fuck up the entire floor's plumbing and have to fix it all for no charge

Luigi tries to cheer up his older brother

"It's-a okay big bro! We all a-mess up! You know how many times I've-a used the wrong tool?"

Mario is just not feeling it today, embarrassed and angry at himself

"Yeah I a-do! Because I have to a-clean up your messes!"

And Mario goes off on Luigi

Yelling and Scolding Luigi for anything he can think of

Desperete to distract himself from his own failures

Luigi doesn't know that tho and is just in tears

What did Luigi do wrong? Was he really this much of a burden?

They finally park the truck and Mario slams the door shut

They start walking upstairs to their apartment

Luigi behind Mario trying to understand what he did wrong

Mario not answering him

They get into their apartment

Mario spins around and screams at Luigi

"Leave me alone!"

"Mario please, just tell me what I did wrong!"

"Why do I always have to have the answer for you?! I wish you would go and be a burden to someone else!"

Out of no where, there's a bright flash of light and thunder lets out a single deafening roar

When Mario opens his eyes, Luigi has vanished

There's not even an indention in the carpet of where his footsteps were

There's no trace

Mario instantly regrets everything

He panics

He calls out for Luigi

But he doesn't get very far before the window behind him shatters

Mario spins around, and sees him

An Anthropomorphic Turtle/Dragon Monster, stands in his window-frame

He's absolutely ginormous, and has broken the window and the wall in the process of entering

He doesn't wear clothes, but he does have a jabot tie around his neck and a vibrant red cape flowing behind him

He looks down at Mario with threatening authority

Mario immedietly puts his fists up, not knowing what who this is

Mario knows it he must have something to do with what happened to Luigi

"What have you done to my brother?! Bring him back!"

"What's said is said, puny plumber!" the monsters says.

"I'm King Boswer, King of the Koupa. I've taken you're brother to my castle, where he will be a--what did you called him? Ah, yes: a burden to myself."

Mario freezes

"I...I didn't mean it!"

"Thats what they all say"

Bowser steps down from the Window and into the house

(well, as well as he can fit)

"Mario. Go back to your truck." he scoffs. "Go live your silly pipe draining-dreams. You can forget about Luigi."

"I won't." Mario clenches his fists. "I can't have my dream without him."

Bowser rolls his eyes

Bowser looks behind Mario and points ahead.

"See that?"

Mario turns around, and suddenly he's no longer in his and Luigi's apartment

He's in a feild of dead flowers, looking out over a massive Labryinth

In the center is a just as massive castle, of lava, spikes, and rock

"Thats my castle, where I'm holding Luigi. In the center of the Koupa Kingdom."

"You mean the Labryinth?"

"Its both, you annoying thing."

Bowser stands in front of Mario, blocking his veiw and glares.

"Turn back Mario, before its too late."

"I can't. I have to get Luigi back."

Bowser rolls his eyes and smirks.

"You have until Sundown Tomorrow to solve the Labryinth Before Luigi becomes my bride"

And with that, Bowser vanishes just like Luigi

I hope you all like this first part of the story! LMK if you liked it and want to see more! I really appreciate comments and reblogs <3

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#bowuigi #bowser/luigi #super mario bros #luigi #bowser #fanfic #bowuigi fanfiction #bowuigi fanart #bowuigi au #labryrinth #labryrinth 1986 #labryrinth au

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I want a low fantasy book where the main character (who was a normal kid and then finds out they're magical or the world is run by fairies or something (b/c that's how it works in these books)) is the biggest science geek to ever exist and every time they find something out that goes against known science they will question it with all the geekiness they have in their arsenal of science facts and forever be shocked as if they don't live in a fairytale world with magic and monsters.

Ex:

Main Character: How are we down this deep, shouldn't we be in the mantle by this point?

Quirky Magic Sidekick: Oh no, that's just a thing those normal humans came up with to try to figure out what the Earth is made of.

Main Character: So the convection of the mantle isn't a real thing, or is it and we're just in a cold spot? Does the mantle exist at all!? What the heck is under our feet!?!? What on Earth is the Earth made of??!? How are we not dead?! We should be boiling right now!!!

Quirky Magic Sidekick: What the humans call 'the mantle' is where the goblins live. They've just been tricked into believing there's not an entire goblin civilization under their feet so the goblins are safe from them.

Main Character: Than how do volcanoes work! They're supposed to bee a result of convection in the mantle, but if the mantle is just a goblin city where does the lava come from.

Quirky Magic Sidekick: Lava? Oh, that's just how the goblins dispose of their, ah ... excrement.

Main Character: WHAT!

#fantasy #science #books #geology #earth #low fantasy #book #bookblr #book idea #lava #reading #funny #story idea #character #character idea #literature #writing #volcano #fiction

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So Apparently Travelogues Are Back?

Ok, so saying "The best part of this book was watching Kordas sort the logistics of moving fifteen thousand of people across a hostile wilderness" is not a great sell of this book, but it is HONEST. The worldbuilding, characters, and monsters are excellent, but TBH, what made my brain go *happy chemicals* was the logistics. Your girl likes a good travelogue, and that travel writing aspect is a LOT of why Throne of Jade is my favorite Temeraire novel and it's why I thoroughly enjoyed this book. So let's talk Into the West.

This is your usual SPOILER WARNING for spoilers for this book and the previous one below the break.

So, having murdered the crap out of the emperor and watched an earth elemental basically enact the lava portion of the dinosaur section of Fantasia on the former capital, Kordas and the Valdemarans regroup on the banks of Crescent Lake. Some choose to return to the remains of the empire, but for everyone else, it's time to get moving. Crescent Lake can't support all of them, so they have to take their barges and head downriver to find a new home.

And as anyone who has ever done a group project in school knows, trying to wrangle 4-7 people is a goddamn nightmare; Kordas has to wrangle FIFTEEN THOUSAND. In barges. With bare minimum resources. In unknown, hostile territory. If I was lukewarm on The Plan in Beyond, I was fully here to watch how the pulled it off in this book, because just the starting point was already feeling overwhelming and nigh impossible.

Then we get to add, at various points in the journey, the following fuckery:

various lords and factions among the Valdemarans getting shitty and either being firmly called on the carpet or cut loose (but people always had a choice whether to go with their lords or stay with Kordas, so there was no screwing the peasants because a noble had a hissy fit, which I appreciate)

Wyrsa (for those of you who know, you KNOW, and I won't ruin that for those of you who are reading Valdemar chronologically rather than in publication order)

A giant bear-lizard hybrid monster that was the result of rogue magic

Giant-ass mage-created "terror birds" with wings and four legs

A very angry forest

A Boar of Unusual Size (can we make BOUS happen? Is that cool, Princess Bride fans?)

A river monster and a rogue pig that upsets the balance between the river and forest monsters

And that's just the stuff that actively tries to murder the Valdemarans. There are also issues with supply and demand, morale, the *SUPER TOO LIGHTLY SKATED OVER* mage conspiracy in the book that has been leveraging foreseers and empaths to influence Kordas's choices throughout. And no, the "you asked for help and we're what you got" DOES NOT MAKE IT OK. Especially not when the conversation gets wiped from Kordas's head afterward. This was skated over way too quickly, and the ETHICS of this would make Herald Thalia lose her goddamn mind.

We also get a bit of a subplot with Delia being assigned to a forward scout group and learning her own value...but she gets assigned to the scout post at least 50% to get her and her crush away from Kordas, so I was still not loving this.

What I do love is the Hawkbrothers, and we finally get them in this book. The Tayledras are wonderful, enigmatic, playful people and their vales are just stunning. I have never not loved me a Hawkbrother, and the hertasi are also just darling. This also sets up the long-term relationship between Valdemar and the Tayledras, which comes up from time to time throughout the life of the kingdom.

So overall, I think that Into the West is the best of the Founding of Valdemar books. It's never not gripping, the mix of character and plot is exactly on point, and if the book is a little too aggressive about people "being useful," well, they're in a survival situation and frankly it could have been a lot worse. Plus, we're basically in the Pelagirs, so when stuff gets weird, it gets REALLY weird. And really weird is often very fun. So I do recommend this book.

#mercedes lackey #the founding of valdemar #into the west #valdemar #heralds of valdemar #herald mages #kordas valdemar #adult fantasy #mages #books and reading #books & libraries #books and novels #books #book recommendations

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just-another-echoflower · 2 years

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Mojang really has to drop the 'realism' act towards Minecraft, "we're not adding fireflies cuz they're poisonous", just make it so they can't eat fireflies or make them particle effects, like the whole reason why cookie kill parrots is because the community said that they're poisonous to birds. "We're not updating the birch forest at all don't be mad it was just concept art" okay well why did you show it off at an event all about what's going to be added to Minecraft and why did you wait so long to day it?

Like it doesn't make sense frogs can eat burning lava monsters but noooo we can't have fireflies cuz they're poisonous, like there was very few things announced for 1.19 for a reason. I wish that they just did the same thing they did for 1.16, say they were updating something give few details and let the community get really excited with all the new unannounced stuff.

#this is probably too long again #little bit incomprehensible #but thats fine #Minecraft #my post

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Well, now that Tubbo and Niki have been added to the qsmp...I must do what I planned to do centuries ago. (Pretend I'm looking off into the distance dramtically and cool music is playing or something.) Catch up on the lore and not just rely on that one random guy from youtube shorts to catch me up on 5% percent of the lore at a time...

(Okay but serioulsy I'm literally so confused on all the lore. Who tf is elquackity and why is he expermenting on children and shoving them into lava ig? Why is Jaiden kidnapped apperantly? What is Charlie's deal? Why is that one guy being preserved in ice by the goverment? And why is DanTDM there?)

(PS my grammar prob isn't the best in this it is literally 4 am)

well well well you're in luck my good friend @unanimoustwins made a lore recap the other day which you can find here!

if you want a more cohesive lore recap there's a series going on on youtube that's doing just that, and of course there's also the QSMP admins official lore recap on their youtube channel but that doesn't cover everything (there's so much)

to help you out a bit, we're not exactly sure if elquackity is a clone of q!quackity made by the federation or someone related to him or Something Else, but he's a different guy than q!quackity and replaced q!quackity throughout the entirety of the election arc. we have no idea why he's experimenting on children tho he's just got issues

after bobby's death jaiden started working with the cucurucho and in turn the federation to try and protect the remaining eggs so no other parents had to lose their child like she did. over time she's grown genuinely fond of cucurucho (both of them bc there's two now) and wants to protect them as well, believing that they're not to blame for what the federation does. so she got 'kidnapped' by the federation, but it was kind of a willing kidnapping where she got put up in a cushy apartment and cucurucho told jaiden she'd worked with them before, which she has no memory of.

charlie, uh, has a whole lot going on. currently he's being tricked by a code monster disguising itself as his dead daughter and she's probably going to have charlie start doing things to benefit the codes while he thinks it's a way to get juanaflippa back permanently

the federation likes to popsicle people i don't have another answer

dantdm left to get milk and never came back

(this is all just a very loose explanation and there are a lot of theories as to the stuff going on with elquackity, jaiden, and charlie that I didn't bring up so have fun digging into it more on your own! qsmp is certainly a wild ride so far I'm having so much fun)

#ask #anon #qsmp

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Tears of the Kingdom: Final Trailer Analysis (Part 2)

Part 1 is here!

In our next scene, we have our new horned bokoblins mining, while Lizalfos keep guard.

THIS scene gave me chills. The atmosphere is terrifying.

Blue flames dance along the ground.

Pools of malice are spattered everywhere.

Trees are dead, or dying, as spores rain down.

Curly fern and mushroom trees grow, seemingly with no end.

There's this big glowing root in the center, giving off light, surrounding something—an egg? A crystal?

The grass is purple, and stalks reach toward the sky like hands.

Where is this? Underground? A parallel dimension? A corrupted Hyrule? It has no features I can place.

The monsters here are all coated in malice. They look possessed.

The mining operation looks like standard rare ore chunks from Breath of the Wild, but the stone it's set in has weird, circular shapes cut into it.

There are old ruins in the back that look to be just a set of shelves. What was their purpose?

At a slightly different angle as the camera pans around, we can see stalactites, so this seems to be at least partially underground.

There's also another far-off egg tree, so we can rule out the glowing light being a trapped Zelda, at least.

Fittingly, in this eerie area, Ganondorf starts to speak.

This clip is very important, because of some context we got as Tears of the Kingdom was developing. It took a long, long time for the title to drop, because the Zeldevs claimed it "had major plot spoilers."

We all laughed about that at the time, but this clip puts that into perspective.

"Sweep over Hyrule. Eliminate this kingdom and her allies."

Ganondorf calls Hyrule "her." Hyrule is a she.

If "Tears of the Kingdom" is a plot spoiler, then maybe it's a call to the kingdom being able to cry in the first place.

Next, we see Lake Hylia. The water level is the same as it was in BotW, so that's been untouched.

Oh, hello dragon.

It's unclear yet whether this is a one-off boss, like the kind we'd have in previous generations, or if this is something we'll find around the world like Hinoxes and Lynels. But it's still really cool, and a big threat.

However, by advancing it a few frames...

We can see three distinct heads.

Breath of the Wild brought Lynels in, which were most prevalent in the original Legend of Zelda. I wouldn't be surprised at all if this was BotW's Gleeok.

In the distance, we can see Hyrule Castle, raised off of the ground. The malice here looks much less like smoke and FAR more like writhing tentacles.

The splotch of green, I believe, is the spiral that surrounds the locked down Sheikah shrines.

Next we have Hateno. Fairly standard at first glance, with the exception of the spiral surrounding Myahm Agna Shrine. However, it's worth noting that Purah's blue flames have been put out, and the torches along the path to it are completely missing.

And then you look closer.

Those weren't there before, and there's a splotch of malice nearby them. The start of the egg trees?

There's more malice on the side of the Dueling Peaks.

And then, off in the distance, either a blue Sheikah tower—confirming that they're still around—or a blue version of the new towers, which makes them Sheikah tech unto themselves. It's also in the same position, given the angle we're viewing Hateno, as Faron Tower; if it IS one of the new structures, that means they replace the old towers 1:1.

The Blood Moon rises once again over Link's head-

-with an island visible in the distance.

We can see the ocean line from here, so this is somewhere near the southern coast.

A shot of the Blood Moon over Hyrule Castle. Moon Big.

The castle's cliff is absolutely COVERED in malice.

The Blood Moon shoots out even more of it.

A point of impact that looks vaguely like someone reaching for the sky; there's definitely SOMETHING in there that's being transformed.

Lava-streaked rocks fall to the ground.

Parts of the palace crumble to bits.

And this'll be continued in Part 3. Image limit strikes again.

Edit: Part 3 here!

#loz #zelda #totk #analysis #breakdown #long post

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"If you do not descend into the depths you will never find the truth. Nor will you find the treasures within..." (Some explorer maybe idk Ofiuco made it up)

"Rise and shine. A new day of adventure awaits." Every piece of technology in the city that could broadcast sound and / or images whirred to life at exactly midnight, surely awakening any "early to bed, early to risers" long before they wanted to wake up. The voice was familiar in its monotone, but it didn't carry the robotic hollowness that it once had. That was because it was the voice of Ofiuco, who had recently undergone some changes to become one of the Stars herself.

She waited a minute before proceeding, giving the watchers and listeners ample time to wake up first. "I apologize for waking you, but as it seems to be the standard of the Stars to make these announcements at this unpleasant hour, I am expected to do the same. I take no joy from having to do so..."

For those watching on a screen, the android holding her hand out to the side with her palm flat could be seen, upon which a screenshot seemed to rest. A screenshot that was undeniably of the hole in the city's centre, but something was different. It was lit up! "As you can see, an anomaly has opened in the city's centre. I have deployed my remote version to investigate, but to no avail. A lift has been set up to take you down to the bottom."

The images that floated above her hand changes as she described different things. It lingered on an image of the older version of Ofiuco hastily putting a lift together though, before the image changed to one of a large, glowing gate at the bottom of a huge pit. The bottom of the hole that no one was allowed to see.

"I am unable to send my remote body through that gate. And as my scans have confirmed, the world on the other side of that gate is unstable. Uncharted. Every time someone enters it, its design and layout are different. We need you to do the charting for us. I understand that we're... I'm asking a lot, but you will be rewarded for your efforts. Please." The broadcast ended, but something didn't feel quite right.

Why did Ofiuco seem so concerned?

OVERVIEW

Welcome to our newest event, DOWN YOU GO! Inspired by dungeon crawler and roguelike games, it will have your character (either by themselves or with a party) exploring a variety of environment in pursuit of answers and treasures. But mostly treasures. Here are all of the features of this event:

four unique biomes to explore

each biome has its own mechanics and circumstances

a random buff / debuff system

a grand prize to be received at random once you've reached a certain word count with your event threads

abilities unlocked while within a biome, though difficulty scales accordingly

BIOMES

Each biome is unique and features different gimmicks, enemies, and a different challenge to overcome. Outside of the descriptions provided below, you have complete control over how the biome's size and how it looks, as well what is inside of it (such as things like poisonous swamps or lava pools). The challenged you encounter and how you overcome them are also up to you!

FANTASY A biome inspired by fantasy. A series of caverns and open forest clearings that are rife for exploring. You are liable to find standard fantasy fare here in terms of monsters, so everything from goblins to dragons is on the table. This is also the biome most populated with monsters in general, and will be the most combat focused. The stronger the characters that enter this biome are, the more dangerous and ravenous the monsters will be, and they will not be so easily killed even by overpowered abilities.

SPACE A biome inspired by space horror. The setting is an abandoned space station deep in the depths of the void. You must navigate the halls of the space station while being pursued by a murderous alien creature that will not stop until your whole party is dead, while navigating the risks of using abilities in a place where destroying one window could kill everyone. Feel free to customize the alien however you'd like provided it isn't just a licensed alien from an existing property! Just make sure it's a suitable challenge, because the alien cannot be killed. It will pursue you until you reach the control room where the treasure can be found.

SEA A biome inspired by pirates and ocean-related myths. Completely submerged within the depths of the ocean, this biome's gimmick is that your character has been adapted into a new form to thrive. They have become a merfolk, obtaining fish traits to help them move about the dark, underwater caves. They are rife with undersea monsters that can take advantage of their speed and experience vs your character who is still adjusting to their new underwater abilities. You're free to customize your character however so that they can function underwater!

JUNGLE A biome inspired by old adventure movies. While monsters are scarce, the caves and open jungle are plagued with numerous traps that seek to immobilize your character, if not kill them outright. It's also extremely hot and humid. For the sake of fairness, any mobility related abilities will be disabled in this biome, as well as any that provide invulnerability. Be as inventive as you want with the traps! Now is your chance to be chased by a giant boulder!

COMBAT SPECIFICS

Every character will be returned their abilities and weapons for the event while within a biome, but remember difficulty should be scaled according to how powerful the characters exploring are so that characters cannot steamroll it. While most of them are caves and tunnels, they're still extremely spacious for fights, barring the space station considering its unique threat. The corridors there are much tighter.

For characters that have no powers, the Fantasia system will be active and they can access their Fantasia forms while within the biomes. For those of you who weren't around during the Fantasia War event, you can still make a form for your character! You just need to pick one of the races from this post, and your character can then use any of these spells!

BUFF / DEBUFF SYSTEM

Within each biome a series of chests can be found (aesthetically reflecting the biome's theme). When opened, this chest provides a buff or debuff to the entire party. We've put together a wheel here where you can roll for what that buff or debuff might affect them. Of course this isn't something we can control, so if you just want to pick one for narrative purposes that's also fine! We just wanted to include the option. The list of buffs / debuffs you can receive can be found below:

ATK + / ATK- An increase or decrease to the strength of all of the characters.

SPD+ / SPD- An increase or decrease to the speed of all of the characters.

INVINCIBILITY All characters are invincible to damage and knockback for five minutes.

HEAL ALL All characters in the party have their health restored to full.

POISONOUS FOG A poisonous fog amasses within the biome that slowly drains the health of all party members and obscures the surroundings. Can be cleansed with the right abilities.

GRAVITY+ / GRAVITY- Gravity increases or decreases slightly, altering the ease of movement. (If in the sea biome, reroll)

FORTITUDE Every party member is shrouded with a barrier that can negate all damage from the next attack received.

DIVINE INTERVENTION Revives a fallen party member with the group. (If no one is fallen, reroll)

WELL RESTED Everyone's energy levels are restored. It's easier to forge ahead!

OFIUCLONE SWARM Summons a swarm of ten Ofiuclones during your next enemy encounter to aid in battle.

TRANSMOGRIFICATION Everyone in the party is changed into a random animal for ten minutes.

GOOD VIBES During the next enemy encounter, everyone's overall stats are increased. You feel like you can take on anything!

GRAND PRIZE

You're only required to make a single event post or drabble to be eligible for event participation, but we are also offering a grand prize to everyone who reaches 1000 words* across all of their event threads. This prize is random, and for each person that reaches this point we will be spinning a prize wheel to determine what you receive! Every character can only receive this prize once, but if you do not like your initial prize you get one reroll. You can also exchange your prize in for a Star amount equivalent to its retail price and put the money towards an item or items you do want!

The included prizes are as follows, all taken from our Galaxy marketplace:

shielden ring

companion star

polymorph star

cosmogills

starcycle

mysterious blueprints

1000 stars

*You do not need 1000 words before the event ends. So long as the threads are started before the event period concludes, you can cash in for this prize whenever you hit that milestone. In the case that a thread partner drops in the meantime, you can continue the thread in a new thread or drabble with that person separated provided you link back to the original in the first post. We will not be awarding prizes until the event period has ended.

EVENT FAQ

WHAT HAPPENS IF A CHARACTER DIES WITHIN THE BIOME? Accidents happen! Your character will simply respawn at the beginning and will be able to catch up with the others by trekking through the explored areas already. This may be more difficult in some biomes than others.

HOW ARE ENEMIES BALANCED WHEN CHARACTERS OF VARYING POWERS ARE IN THE SAME PARTY? Every group of enemies will have at least one foe that is equivalent in strength to your strongest member and will aggro to them. Unless your weaker members aggro the monster themselves, in which case? Good luck! If your strongest character has abilities that are considered "gamebreaking" like the ability to alter reality and so forth, this enemy will be immune to those abilities.

WHAT ABOUT THE ALIEN MONSTER IN THE SPACE BIOME? It cannot be hurt or killed even by your strongest party member. Run!

CAN WE USE A FANTASIA FORM IF OUR CHARACTER HAS ABILITIES OF THEIR OWN? In the case that those abilities would not help them in a combat situation, then yes!

ARE OUR CHARACTERS ALLOWED TO CHANGE THEIR FANTASIA FORMS? Sure thing! That information is stored in the Intraverse, so they could go in and change in whenever they like so long as it remains within the limitations of the Fantasia System.

CAN WE USE ABILITIES THAT WOULD "CHEAT" THE SYSTEM? LIKE BEING ABLE TO JUST TELEPORT TO THE END? Abilities that would otherwise break the spirit of the event are disabled even if your character has everything unlocked otherwise for the sake of fairness.

DO WE NEED TO RANDOMIZE THE BUFFS / DEBUFFS FROM THE CHESTS? As mentioned, you don't need to, but we hope you will as a fun mechanic! It isn't like there's a way for us to check if you actually did it randomly, and your threads are your own.

DO WE NEED TO CLAIM THE PRIZE TO GET PARTICIPATION? Nope! That prize is just a little something extra if you choose to shoot for it. Participation requirements are normal. And remember, you don't need to claim the prize by the event's end. You can finish it whenever so long as the thread is started before the event concludes at the end of the day on February 10th.

#isola event #isola event: down you go

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