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Timelapse of Europa & Io orbiting Jupiter, shot from Cassini during its flyby of Jupiter

Guys. Guys. Look at how high-definition this is. LOOK AT IT. This isn’t a movie. This isn’t CGI. This is OUR FUCKING SOLAR SYSTEM. A;LSKJFA;WFEW

Restarting.

Bringing Abraham back. I will be changing his face claim to John Hannah. Please bear with me as I get things restarted.

#mun speaks

miumilta

imagine a video game where you create a hero whose destiny is to save everyone, but throughout the game you start making harder and more questionable decisions, and the game gets darker and darker. and in the end you’re just standing there, clutching the controller and finally realizing you were playing the villain all along

vespertineflora

#I accidentally misread ‘hero’ as horse #let me tell you #that significantly changed my opinion (via bluebird)

fndungeonmom

#stuff you can find in the Nightside

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Open Starter

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Abe collected the last few books into his arms and stood up, turning around. “Welcome to Keep’s Collectables,” he said, bowing slightly. “Sorry about the mess. The Traveling Doctor and his newest human Companion stopped by, and that big blue monstrosity always creates a mess when it lands in my store.” He put the books on a nearby table and dusted himself off. “So, what can I do for you?”

showerthoughtsofficial

Gin and djinn are pronounced the same way. Both are spirits in a bottle.

queensandkingsofattolia

This took me an embarrassingly long time to get…

Munnouncement:

I’m back. Going to get back into the swing of things over the next few days.

Munnouncement:

Abraham will be coming back soon. He’ll have a new look, but it will still be the same old him. Look forward to it.

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Tellurianwitch found Keep's!

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“They’re good. I’m not sure I could replicate them.” And she didn’t praise that kind of thing lightly. It was her profession and her life, and quality work should be acknowledged. Miranda hummed, eyebrows rising. “That must have been interesting.” Half-angelic ancestry. She thought her heritage was complicated.

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Abe nodded. “professionally done. And it helps the Nightside is SATURATED in magical energies. It makes spells so much stronger here than anywhere else in the world.“

He shrugged at her second comment. “You don’t know the half of it. My father is half Fallen angel, my mother half Holy angel. No one’s still quite sure how they ended up hooking up, kind of a Romeo and Juliet type thing. Only they didn’t die, just left me behind when they got recalled by their respective sides. Hell didn’t want me and Heaven didn’t accept me, so I got stuck here in the Nightside.”

#tellurianwitch

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Pen Pals//Closed Starter for Heirmackenzie

heirmackenzie

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Mr. Keep,

I am pleased to inform you that the Laird has decided that the book is for sale. I feel it is my duty to tell you that she is seeking opinions and offers from others, and the market is closing fast.

Mr. Keep, I literally grew up with faeries at the breakfast table and unicorn in my backyard, but I know for a fact that King Arthur is dead. My ancestor was the first Merlin, and everyone has been dead for thousands of years. I am still willing to receive on offer on the Arthur stories.

Lady Mary MacKenzie, Master of Post, MacKenzie Castle, Scotland.

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Dear Lady Mackenzie

I am pleased to hear that the book is for sale. I would like to offer a formal initial bid of 2.5 million British pounds. Please let me know if this is not high enough. For the Arthur book, I would like to offer a bit of 250 thousand British pounds.

I pity you for having to deal with Fairies all the time. I find them to be trecherous and selfish beings myself. But the words I speak are true. Although he is still dead, for a short time the Lady of the Lake and Merlin revived him to lead the Humanity of the Nightside in a battle against the Fairies. We were successful in driving them out of the Nightside (mostly), before Arthur was once again laid to rest.

If you are truly an heir of Merlin, then i know of a distant relative of yours. The many times removed grandson of Merlin and the Nimue witch who runs a bar here in the Nightside. He is a bleak and generally unhappy soul, but a steadfast and upright man for a descendant of the Anti-Christ.

I thank you for your time.

Abe Keep.

#heirmackenzie #pen pals

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theoblivionbrothers found Keep's

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If Tommy was fazed by Abe’s obvious negative reaction to the mention of the old tome, he didn’t show it. Though he had to say, he was a bit unnerved. But anyone who had dragged themselves through the Lillith War and survived with their mind (mostly) intact after drifting through horrible realities as a soft ghost for endless months had to develop a fairly good poker face. Tommy’s came in the form of that almost omnipresent smile painted across his features.

“I’m a big boy, I can take care of myself. Larry’s well aware of that fact.” Actually, that wasn’t true at all, and didn’t even sound remotely true. Tommy had always needed Larry looking out for him; it was just a fact of life, really. But if the other party already knew you were all bluster, at least make the bluster sound good. “And one million pounds plus expenses should buy you a very pretty casket and a nice plot in the Necropolis graveyard.”

It was an exorbitant amount, true, but never be said that Larry Oblivion didn’t have the credit to back it up. He might not have been the richest man in the Nightside by a long shot, but his spending power was still considerable.

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Abe nodded before downing half his cup of tea in one gulp. Then he reached back behind the bar to pull out a bottle of Odgen’s Old Firewhiskey. He filled the cup to the brim and nodded, the amount of alcohol perfect for the task he was contemplating.

“Alright, I’ll bite. We’ll find the books.” He took another gulp of the alcoholic tea. “Now finish your tea. We’re going to go find a fairy.” He grimaced at the words.

#theoblivionbrothers

infectedtheyouth-blog

Please reblog if you are a roleplaying blog

//: There’s so many of you out there that I gotta fallow!

wordsnquotes

But just because you’re strong and resilient doesn’t mean you never need someone to be there for you, to take care of you.

Tammara Webber, Good For You (via theoblivionbrothers)

arabicquotes

وطن المرء ليس مكان ولادته و لكنه المكان الذي تنتهي فيه كل محاولاته للهروب Home is not where you were born; home is where all your attempts to escape cease

Naguib Mahfouz (1911-2006) - Egyptian writer & novelist; won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1988 (via spinals)