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Laughsassin lore ramble
As part of an art trade with @amar-art ! I don't have much spoons for actual writing these day, but here you are! I hope you like it <3 !
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On the highest peak of Alternia lays the Temple of the Laughing Gods. The temple sits at the exact center of the mountain range, with jagged peaks that lurch towards the temple like a crooked grin or splayed ribs. Intense winds pass over these cliffs, causing the eerie tokens and trophies of kills to rattle and chime.
A monastery to the Mirthful Messiahs, the Temple of the Laughing Gods acts as the training grounds for the Laughsassins of the troll homeworld. While the empire does span the stars, and has thousands of laughassassin temples, the Temple of the Laughing Gods is widely recognized as the superior academy for all acrobatic and assassination arts.
The acolytes of the temple enjoy the closest thing any troll will experience to family, the communal cult of the Laughing Gods. Laughsassins from this temple are not made, they are born, carefully selected lineages of their elders, all the graduates that came before, and the few exemplary figures that have managed to join the cult later in life. This group is known simply as the Troupe. Bonds forged in the troupe are considered for life, a kinship to rattle the stars themselves.
As a result, the laughsassins operate in small units, commonly referred to as Acts. As laughsassins are raised they will develop their acts among the members of the troupe, forming various units and taking on different skills and roles to fill out various acts. The laughsassins pride themselves on a variety of talent and the generally confusing doublespeak/obfuscated nature of their ways and beliefs. No laughsassin is permitted to be a one trick pony. They are taught, brutally and forcefully, to adapt.
At the temple it is not enough to be funny you have to be sharp, quick witted. It isn't enough to have a set routine; you must constantly up the ante. According to their doctrine they entertain their twin gods with acts of wanton violence and chaos. They are mortified at the thought of their underperforming or worse, becoming stale. The laughsassins train religiously (literally) to avoid this.
Some training practices include:
- Large scale unrest. Inciting riots and fear (with a smile, of course). These exercises of terrorizing cities and towns at the expense of lowbloods has created the phrase "the circus is in town" as a term for ill omen or impending doom.
- Walking across the tightropes strung across their temple's mountain range. The already dizzying heights are made worse by the blustering, chilling winds and the assortment of trophies strung up. The bodies of those who fail are left to help feed the lusii of the temple
- Poison bakeoffs wherein students are expected to create a dozen or more candies, pastries, or other foods with poison baked in. The other students must then taste test and grade the others. This tradition allows the laughsassins to build up an immunity to poison as well as a sense for it. Many develop a minor craving for poison. Again, the bodies of those who fail are fed to the lusii.
- Surviving in the Ball Pit of Horrors. The pit is a colossal cavern. Approximately half of the balls in it are monster eggs. Each sweep recruits are left there for 24 hours. Those that emerge are haunted by the spawn of the pit. Few are willing to talk about it
- Hunts through the maze of mirrors, where the slowest and weakest of the laughsassins (or any troll they capture) is hunted for sport
*points* baby
i made a chapter select screen today
also here’s a sketch of all the kids, i guess you can kinda call it concept art for chapter 6
Hiveswap Act 2 Asset Rip MASTERPOST
Here you’ll find a full collection of every sprite, texture, background, and music track found in Hiveswap Act 2. Below the cut is a full directory to every post, which I will continue to update. If there’s something missing from the list, let me know and I’ll upload it.
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Prompt in Memes 5
Once more, have a prompt entirely in memes because I'm too lazy to properly write one right now lol.
Tad strange taking a selfie
nick name : Code true name : sans
age : unknown abut her : kind and little shy , can get sad fast , Error cant touch or destroy her soul , can go to any where use codes , she have papyrus as boy brother (stay older than him) , not easy get mad (but if she get mad she will be so powerful)
Heh, i might re do this one soon 😅
Pov: you upset him
I love this so much, I redrew it with my oc nolia
Some coffee for the space ship astronauts
Yup, a normal coffee delivery
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For space case by @torscrawls
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A bonus piece for the fic
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I know this meme is dead but it still funny to me and fit for this trio- 💀
Security Breach Ben By @the-stove-is-divorced and their awesome fic Metamorphosis,
The fic is a piece of art, just *chef kiss*
DP x DC prompt where Danny winds up in Gotham and, after expressing that he’s all alone and just wandering the city aimlessly, he finds himself adopted by Bruce– as Phantom.
Because if you’ve already adopted a bunch of kids, why not throw a ghost into the mix?
Danny just goes along with it, nervous but not really having any other options. If Bruce Wayne wants to adopt a ghost and feed him, why not humor the man? If they figure out he’s not actually a full ghost, he can always skip town and they’ll never see him again.
Only… Danny’s not sure how he keeps up the charade as long as he does. The moment he finds out he’s not only been adopted by Bruce Wayne, but the Batman, Danny’s just waiting for the inevitable. Surely, Batman will eventually find out who he is.
But it just… doesn’t happen. The family doesn’t really have any reason to assume that a ghost is somehow still alive. They assumed he might be a meta at first, but the kid literally has no pulse and doesn’t breathe. And sure, Danny disappears sometimes (to sleep) and it’s a little weird he eats– but he also speaks in tongues and can fly through the ceiling, so what do they know? Constantine’s been no help, claiming he “doesn’t want to touch this situation with a ten foot pole”, so they’re just sort of figuring out ghost brother shenanigans on the fly.
They’re more curious who Danny was while living, but (due to a mixture of ghostly interference in Amity, Tucker purging files, the GIW fucking with Amity Park’s exposure to the outside world, and Danny giving them no answers), the bats haven’t been able to find jackshit about Phantom and it’s a bit of a sore spot where egos are concerned. There’s a secret race going on to find info on Phantom first. Danny is aware of it and thinks it’s very endearing and funny. He also desperately wants one of them to succeed already.
The longer it takes for them to (not) figure it out, Danny gets more and more annoyed. At the very start he wanted to keep his identity a secret– new place, new people, how was he supposed to know how they’d react?– but he quickly grew enamored with the family and now trusts them. Besides, they’ve already accepted him as a ghost so, really, what’s there to lose? He’s pretty sure one of his new brothers is like ¼ ghost anyway.
Now Danny’s just been waiting– begging– for them to figure it out. He could just tell them. It would be so easy, but god he’s so committed to this now. Why is this taking so long.
It really starts to come to a head once the family develops non-ghost related nicknames for Danny. Jason in particular likes to joke about how Danny has severely broken the “blue-eyed, black-haired” mold and gives him nicknames like “Wildcard”, “Dove”, and “Uno Reverse”.
Danny is about ready to snap.
One day, a few of them are about to head out on a mission and Danny asks to tag along. Jason jokingly says, “Sorry Dove, black hair club only.”
Danny just transforms on the spot, keeping his face comically neutral (as much as he can while watching his new family have a collective breakdown.)
“How about now?”