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frostedbasilisk · 1 day
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Top notch border security to get into The Daunt
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spellbooking · 16 hours
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HORIZON ZERO DAWN - scenery 1/?
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thegnomelord · 14 hours
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speaking of a cod apocalypse (i think actually idk i just skimmed over my tl) thoughts on the boys becoming some sort of fucked up mutated creatures?
like they're soldiers, right? and assuming the government sends them out to deal with whatever apocalyptic shit there is, surely one of them makes a stupid mistake that'll cost them their lives. fast forward to them succumbing to whatever radioactive shit decided to live in their bodies, and they're dead but alive? and like... just grotesque things. they're still them, just more brutal and monstrous. maybe their skin is melting off, maybe they're growing another limb or two, maybe they have teeth growing on their head.
anyways, thoughts on this kind of genre???? :))))
(i think itd be cool if like.... some of them merged together, just a mass of limbs and skin :33)
Okay, consider: Horizon zero dawn world, full of killer machines and tribes n shit, combined with the virus from the Prototype (that and darksiders are my fav games of all time tbh) also body horror, specifically the blend of machine and flesh bh, is my favorite shit :Dd this is a rough idea
So like as killer machines were sweeping across the planet, devouring everything in sight and replicating, a disease was created that, it was hoped, would be able to infect and eat away at the metal. But it fails, the virus ends up infecting the soldiers that are fighting against the machines and just, combining the human and machine.
The world eventually goes so far to shit that everything on the planet dies. The war machines become deactivated and some of the machine/human mutants are sealed away in bunkers to be used as experiments.
And just like, the 141 becoming a blend of steel and flesh in the grotesque approximation of what they used to be, able to strip away parts of other machines and graft them to their own forms.
Gaz was the first, fighting on the front lines back when he had foolishly believed the killer robots could be defeated. He had gotten separated when he got infected, the fear secondary only to the pain as his flesh literally melted into the corruptors, bone and muscle becoming tangled in gears and wires until all he could feel were his numerous stilt like legs now scrambled to gain purchase on the blood soaked ground . Turned into some weird metal scorpion bellow the waist, weaponry weighing on his back and coolant full wires snaking across his body, Kyle had passed out from the pain, his body further changing in his slumber to grow skin and eyes over the raw metal.
He woke up deep underground in a bunker, turned into a science experiment.
Price was next. He was a soldier turned scientist, working on a subfunction of the teraforming AI that would work to clear the world of the virus that had unleashed. He was the soft voice of comfort Kyle would listen to when they pricked and prodded him, the person Kyle spilled his heart out time and time again.
It came as little surprise when Price became infected. He had started to feel lethargic and sick for the few days, all of it going unnoticed as no one knew how the virus affected humans. That was until he came in contact with a Plowhorn, that changed him into a bulwark of flesh and metal, a living tank with a heavy crest of horns sitting on his head and thick metal plates to protect him.
Price and Kyle kept each other from going insane, figuring out the worst part of the virus — they had become immortal like the machines, but still felt pain like people, pain muddling their brains when pistons and gears would grind against flesh again and again until it regrew in a different way.
They were finally freed when the people experimenting on them died and the AI released the locks of the doors. They emerged hell knows how many years later, taking the first steps into a reborn world that was still crying in it's cradle.
Soap was amongst the first humans to emerge from the mechanical cradle, thrust into a wild and untamed world full of strange machines, with no tools but his hands. While out trying to scavange some of the metal from downed glinthawks he was attacked by Scrappers, ending up infected with the virus that had been slumbering in the earth. Soap became like the sphinx, glinthawk wings attaching to his back with wires, talons merging with skin and pushing out bone, the body of the scraper combining with his own until he was unable to stand on two legs, forced to crawl on all fours and screech in pain through distorted vocal chords until Price and Gaz found him. They took care of him until he was used to his body enough to soar through the air about as well as he could run across the earth.
Simon was the last, born to a tribe that valued strength and worshipped the machines above all. And Simon is the only one who's convergence to steel has any semblence of thought or preparation. He had spent years hunting Fireclaws, tearing off the intact pieces and pistons after every hunt until the shamans of his tribe deemed him ready to become one of the metal gods. The change was slow and painful, bones melting and hardening around new metal, body getting bigger and flesh stretching to fit the new frame, heavy claws weighing on his muscular arms until Simon had become Ghost.
It wasn't what he expected. What he had done in an attempt to fit in amongst his kin served to further push him away as his tribe worshipped him as one of the machine gods, erasing his name as Simon. It was a relief when he met the others, finding comfort in their disfigured and grotesque bodies that looked so similar like his own.
And then you meet them.
Maybe you're a foolish mercenary that stumbled too far into the wild, maybe you're one of the subfunctions of the original teraforming AI that gained sentience. Either way, you didn't fear them, you tried to talk to them, to get to know them even when every societal law of your tribe deemed them as monsters and demons.
And on one random evening, when they had all settled into a rough cuddle pile, scarred flesh over sharp metal creating enough of a cushion for you to sleep in the middle of them all — safe and warm... It occured to them: you are nice, you are kind, and they want to to stay by their side.
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mancatrex · 3 days
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I am so incredibly normal about this man
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lialivingart · 2 days
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It took me a while, but in the end I really fell in love with the world of Horizon games. And of course, I drew some artworks.
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ereloycentral · 2 days
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Any Ereloys looking for a discord family?
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It's been a VERY exciting and productive Ereloy week so far - all of you creators are amazing and we've been GORGING on your beautiful work!!
In light of the celebration week, we figured this might be a good time to welcome any new (and existing!) Horizon fans into the fold and let you all know about the Two Minutes discord server! HFW just released on PC and is bound to bring in new faces, and we know how vital it can be to connect with fellow fans when you have The Brainrot™.
We're always excited to make new friends, and would love to have you in our community! We are primarily an Ereloy server, but eagerly welcome any Horizon fans that love Erend and don't mind us screaming constantly about our blorbos. 😂
If you'd like an invite, feel free to comment here or send a DM to @maybirdie, @imamandajulius, or @weatheredlaw. We are a warm, friendly bunch and would love to see you there!
(Please note that the server is 21+ only)
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xamiipholia · 3 days
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Aloy wip/painting practice
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Idk I’ve been playing a lot of Fromsoft games lately and the iconographic style bled into this. Don’t know if I’ll finish it but it’s been good practice
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rizz-god · 3 days
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Hello hi I keep seeing Seyloy shippers talk about a discord server but can’t find a working link, is it still open to new people? I’ve fallen back into my Horizon hyperfixation recently and am constantly rotating those two in my head.
Yes, our server is still accepting new people! The server has been privated due to some unsavory people joining in the past but I am one of mods on Moth to Flame and I'd be more than happy to send a link. Feel free to DM me (this is directed anyone who is interested btw)
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gentlyrowan · 2 days
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These dusty feet have wandered from the Frozen Wilds to the Burning Shores, but the lands of Tumblr are still uncharted wilderness to me.
Hi, I'm new!
I'm Kathleen Rowan – known as GentlyRowan here and on AO3 (where I write Horizon fic, to no one's surprise).
My husband and I explore the real landscapes that the team at Guerilla Games brought to life in Horizon, and capture the adventure as best we can photographically. I'm the one behind the camera for the landscape photos (unless otherwise noted), and he takes those featuring a mysterious woman in Nora-inspired attire.
That's me!
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snuffysbox · 5 months
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Smooches for all of the HZD faves, 2023 edition 💋
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eleonorpiteira · 1 year
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Aloy, Horizon Zero Dawn fanart in honour of my best girl  ❤
@ Guerrilla Games release Horizon Forbidden West on pc pretty please  🥺
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galoogamelady · 2 months
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Die-cut sticker designs I made for the Horizon themed Focus Network zine @horizonfanzine
Leftover sales are now open!
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horizonedits · 1 year
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Rest in Power Lance Reddick (1962-2023)
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lowpolyanimals · 3 months
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Rat from Horizon Zero Dawn
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