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maybe its megalophobia or w/e but the scariest part of biohazard to me is not a whole family getting infected by a freak virus, but this giant ass ghost ship in the middle of the bayou ๐ญ like oughhhhhhhh
GOOD EVENING, I hope you've all had a lovely tuesdayyyy. I might tackle a few more of those starters in a bit BUT I fucked up the cuff of the sleeve I was crocheting so that might end up taking precedence ;A; soon:tm: tho...
okay i've been feeding my brain a ton of analogue horror and creepypasta's to feel something. consider this a specifically eldrich/cosmic horror themed STARTER CALL. feel free to like if we already have stuff going or if you've liked previous calls too, this is its own thing<3
ELDRITCH HORROR STARTER CALL @wiedzlak !
THE EARTH SHUDDERS AND BUCKS UNDER THE WEIGHT OF GIANT LIMBS, sending the fleeing pair careening to the ground more than once. the sky is blotted out by the mighty shape, its rack of antlers crafted from a thousand bones stark against the clouds like tree branches, each sharp point adorned with something long dead. it blinks a dozen milky eyes down at them, lifting a leg entwined with roots and slamming in back into the earth. the loamy scent of uprooted earth bled into the pungent rot that hung around the creature in a miasma, the tendrils of which threatened to suffocate. vasya gags, eyes watering as she picks herself up, taking off again in a sprint without sparing her companion a second glance. if he was smart he would stay close, she could offer nothing else. ใ THIS WAY ! ย ใ
behind them the chthonic beast lets out an indiscernible bellow in reply โ so loudly her eardrums threaten to burst. her pace increases despite her growing exhaustion and the pain of a dozen scrapes & bruises. the sound of ancient trees snapping like toothpicks at their back was dizzying [. . .] at her peripheral she notes the shadows trying to keep pace, many limbed creatures stumbling over mismatched & broken legs, wailing in tones that demanded she clap her hands over her ears. instead she further picks up her pace, ignoring all around her as the radio tower finally comes into sight, a blip of red in the sky like a star. ใ STRAIGHT AHEAD, KEEP GOING. ย ใ impossible to say through the noise and vibrations of the very earth if he was even there anymore. perhaps she was just reassuring herself at this point. . .
My new and absolutely normal i swear obsession is hand routed, or otherwise free-form, circuit board layouts.
It just strikes such a beautiful intersection between artistic and tech that gives me all the right neuron activations.
Makenzie Campbell, from a poem featured in "2 a.m. Thoughts," originally published in 2017
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okay i've been feeding my brain a ton of analogue horror and creepypasta's to feel something. consider this a specifically eldrich/cosmic horror themed STARTER CALL. feel free to like if we already have stuff going or if you've liked previous calls too, this is its own thing<3
Toย ย riseย ย likeย ย aย ย phoenix,ย ย Iย ย mustย ย dieย ย likeย ย aย ย phoenix,ย ย rebornย ย anewย ย fromย ย theย ย remnantsย ย ofย ย theย ย old,ย ย missedย ย yetย ย forgottenย ย asย ย theย ย ashesย ย moldย ย intoย ย newย ย flamesย ย โย ย givingย ย theย ย ultimateย ย breathย ย ofย lifeย ย intoย ย thisย ย newย ย essence,ย ย newย ย being,ย ย newย ย form,ย ย butย ย Iโmย ย stillย ย me.
privateย ย andย ย selectiveย ย joshuaย ย rosfieldย ย ofย ย finalย ย fantasyย ย xviย ย headcanonย ย influencedย ย asย ย pennedย ย byย ย jadeย ย ยฉ
if its any consolation for my diabolical slowness here, know that i'm not doing anything at all anywhere else either ๐
what if ur car mysteriously broke down and u got stranded in a weird town with a giant quarry. what if that quarry was so unfathomably deep that light seems to be devoured by it. what if the towns people are very friendly and keen on keeping you around while your car is being fixed. what if the longer you're there, the greater the your desire is to visit that quarry again and again and again. what if you are soooo excited to get in your car when its finally repaired and drive STRAIGHT into that quarry that's been pulling you into its gravity since you got near it... she's very hungry... if you don't feed her on time she might start expanding beyond the abyss and eating whatever she can get...
I was listening to accounts from a lonely broadcast station the last few days on my lil crochet journey and I fear I am cooking... stay tuned for a starter call ๐
lest we forget sweaty nomad v...
NEW VASYA ANTHEM DROPPED ๐ข
since I've fully lost and forgot everything I had whipped up re: xvi, a lil summary of v's new verse is as follows: vasya is the blight itself. an eternal and hungry darkness awoken by the creation of magic โ satiating aether. she nips at the heels of ultima and their kin across the stars, laying in wait to be fed. though unable to stop the blight entirely, it is trapped within a body, entombed. slowing the process of consumption until they can return to their full power and banish her for good. the curiosity of humans would release her from her prison and with their dependence on magic, set her across the land. trapped within the body ultima designed for her though, it cannot contain the sheer amount of aether or power she would otherwise possess, slowing the process of planet death and rendering her all but powerless for centuries. she is stuck in a body that cannot die and branded. forced to serve those who were created to destroy her, though they know not that their greed is their own undoing. she would eventually cut the brand from her face, venturing off to find ultima and put an end to him so she might be free from her wretched flesh.
THE JEWEL BOX โ VASYA'S CONDO: throughout all modern and sci-fi adjacent verses, at the peak of her career, vasya has a handful of places she likes to crash. her preferred is tucked away in an undisclosed megabuilding. when she is not working, this is the space she finds herself in the most. very few manage to get an invite to this particular location. It's her ultimate sanctuary and the one place she can feel safe and capable of relaxing. It's also the only property she owns that is truly personalized in contrast to the spartan, almost clinical appearance of her other residences.
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