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A little bit about me!

- 18

- Canadian

- Any pronouns

- into jesters, history, R1999, SCP (esp alagadda), hxh (esp the Heaven’s Arena fighters), art, and writing

- I don’t mind unprompted messages, especially from friends and mutuals, so don’t ever feel afraid to hmu for a chat!

- DNI: proshippers, racists, bigots

Thats abt it

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How on earth does The Fool’s hat work. Is it three hats? Is it a bonnet and a really big ribbon? For the life of me I can’t figure it out however long I stare at them

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Minecraft OCs

I just remembered I have a Tumblr so here's some Minecraft OCs I made!

Walantrude is a very happy villager, and she's very helpful around town. She would love to get a job, but for some reason, every time she does, something comedically and cosmically unfortunate happens (i.e. works at a library, places a book on the shelf, every shelf in the building fall in a domino effect on to one another and then explode). She spends most of her time running errands for her older sister or running around town to act as something like a village messenger.

Ravenketil is VERY different from her sister. She's had just about every job. She's extremely skilled, and a little indecisive; the village used to be desperately underpopulated, so she would kind of just take whatever was needed and pile it onto her plate. she's usually quite tired at the end of the week.

They have no lore but Brutus does, so I'll post him after my next few millennia of inactivity maybe

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My OC Ajeet! I js uploaded her to Artfight

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Here’s an infodump about what I currently have figured out of the four Lords and their designs; I’d love to hear any ideas people have!

White Lord

I don’t have much figured out for the other lords beyond the Yellow Lord, but I’ve thrown around a few ideas for the White Lord. My main thought has been “what kind of a form would be the hardest to maintain?” That way, it could show diligence in her very existence. I considered a sort of hive mind, consisting of an orchestra, a conductor, and maybe dancers. My friend is really into AOT, and mentioned a character who can transfer her consciousness to different parts of her body. That kind of a mechanic might be an interesting way for the White Lord to work; she could spread her consciousness out over the entire mass, or she could transfer it to one specific body. This is only an idea, thought, and not the final idea for her. I also considered some kind of an aquatic design, since phlegm was associated with water in humourism. It’s been an idea of mine to incorporate humourism into my designs a lot more, but I also want to study alchemy to add in as well.

Red Lord

I have the least decided for the Red Lord’s design. I considered something like a sentient ladle at some point, since food and the sharing of food makes me think of mirth, but I don’t think I’ll go with it for several reasons. Mainly, it’s because I would need to be able to put the Mirthful Mask somewhere on the design, and I also want them to have as much detail in their design as the other lords. This is more of a brainstorm than the others, to be honest. Blood in humourism is associated to air, so maybe I could base the design off of something that’s more airy-looking. I’d like for the designs to be easy to make scary and intimidating as well, since these are still dangerous entities. I’m really not sure, but I’m open to any ideas.

Yellow Lord

I have the most figured out about the Yellow Lord’s design. I based the design off of women’s clothing in the 1430s. A big element in the design was trying to evoke a sense of anger being suppressed; I tried to convey this using, primarily, rose vines that wrap around the Lord’s body. I was initially going to give them braces as well, but I decided not to in the final design. Their wrists are also bound by bones that protrude and wrap together like natural handcuffs; this all is the doing of the Ambassador. The Odious mask has rat tail eyelashes and various teeth of many kinds of animals, to a point that the mouth is so full of teeth to become a severe inconvenience. They wear a hennin because it’s pretty and they’re a pretty princess.

Black Lord

Black bile is also called melancholy, which was often thought to be the cause of depression and similar mental upset. I based the Black Lord very loosely off of some of my own struggles with mental health, but that’s more story than design, so I won’t get too into it. I have an old drawing that I made as how I would design the Black Lord for a stage performance, and though outdated, I’ll still attach it here. I want the design to have a low centre of gravity, and I want the lines on the design to point towards the ground and create a look of being downtrodden and tired. This is more of a silly idea, but for some reason, I picture the fluids leaking down from the mask as having a texture and smell similar to chocolate PediaSure. I wouldn’t recommend trying to drink it, though.g

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Doodles of Riehlvelt I made today! I need to find other people who like these three, like I can’t possibly be the only one out here.

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Here’s the worldbuilding for my OCs. It’s long and unfinished but I wanna post it

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Magic System

“Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them” is the defining quote of the three magic systems. Those who possess magic of any kind are most commonly referred to as Sorcerers.

“Some are born great” some gain magic due to genetics. Magic passed down this way tends to be show in early childhood, and it’s characteristics and properties usually remain the same or very similar across holders. An example of this kind of magic would be a family who is capable of sensing and hunting down supernatural beings, each family member doing so using a method slightly different from the others (i.e. a mother who develops migraines near phantoms, and her son who can feel the presence of vampires). This type of magic can be given up with the help a skilled magician, however, the process tends to be extremely tedious, costly, and in some cases can have negative side effects such as pain and weakness in extremities. These sorcerers are referred to as Sorcerers of Blood.

“Some achieve greatness” some gain magic by skill. Due to the nature of achieving this kind of magic, it is most commonly possessed by adults. However, it is not impossible for children or teenagers to possess this magic if they show enough dedication to one skill. This magic always works in a way which is most effectively used while practicing one’s skill, however, it stems directly from the user, and by no means from any took they use. An example of this would be a flutist with magic in his breath, and he uses it most effectively by playing music on his flute. This magic is easy to remove with the help of a skilled magician. These sorcerers are referred to as Sorcerers of Prowess.

“Some have greatness thrust upon them” some magic is developed directly from experiences of the sorcerer. It is most commonly from negative experiences, and is thought by some to be a response to trauma because of this. This magic can be gained at any age, and tends to vary wildly in presentation. An example of this could be a doctor who has a healing ability due to a near life-threatening illness earlier in their life. This type of magic cannot be removed, as it is normally tied directly to one organ. These sorcerers are referred to as Sorcerers of Anamnesis.

When magic is removed from a sorcerer, it needs a place to go. It is most common to place magic into an object, which then can be used by anyone who wishes to try it out. Objects that are used as vessels by sorcerers are called “Artifacts”. If someone is a Sorcerer of Blood, and has chosen to place it in an Artifact, their children are still likely to inherit magic as well.

Regions

Trônevide - Land of liberty. A land where the wind is always blowing, and the people should be free, but yet they are ruled by a tyrant. As tension grows, there is a rebellion festering, lead by a dame. Although deceased, her message lives on. (One can equate this land to France.)

Tantsevat - A land far north, and very cold. Known around the continent for their in-depth research and appliance of powers belonging to sorcerers. The Tantsevat Academy of Ballet is famous around the world for producing wonderful dancers, as well as teaching it’s students admirable dedication, and how to use ballet should the day come they gain their own magic. Of every school on the continent’s surface, this one churns out by far the most sorcerers at a whopping 40% of alumni being Sorcerers of Anamnesis. (One can equate this land to Russia.)

Venquista - A land full of wealth, and known for it’s conquerers. (One can equate this land to a mix of pre- and post-colonial Mexico.)

Bellezza - A land of beauty. Many famous artisans were born in this region, and it is often considered the fashion capital of this continent. Theatrical performances originating from this region are often household names in many places, and the nature is famously beautiful. (One can equate this land to Italy.)

Duosciea - Famously called the Capital of Science, Duosciea is very famous for it’s advances in the sciences, however, due to this, magic is often looked over and not well understood. There is often political and economic disputes in this region due to many different scientific organizations seeking funding from the Crown. Two good examples of this are the Buttress for the Invulnerability of Organic Nonhuman Ingenious Creations (B.I.O.N.I.C.) and the Organization for the Robotic Guarding and Aegis of the National Industrious Crown (O.R.G.A.N.I.C.). Though many other organizations try to appease the Queen of Duosciea, these two are particularly well-known due to the controversies surrounding alleged unethical experiments conducted by both groups. (One can equate this land to Great Britain.)

Opures - A land most famous for its lively port cities. Much trading takes place here and as such it has immense wealth, relying heavily on commerce. However, there are many underground issues caused by foreign interferences. (One can equate this land to China, Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan)

Tharmide - A land just across a large river from Duosciea. Tharmide has a very rich history, and is known for it’s atmospheric architecture. Unfortunately, the river which tells the Tharmide-Duosciea border can be incredibly dangerous, especially in less-than-ideal weather conditions. It is common for young children to get lost and fall into the river, many of whom do not end up returning. (One can equate this land to Scotland.)

Manifestations

When enough people believe in one thing, a god-like being can form from this belief, referred to as a manifestation. The following are confirmed cases of manifestations.

- Manifestation of death (thought to be named Itzocoatl)

- Manifestation of time (thought to be named Aevum

- Manifestation of chaos (thought to be named Aridam)

- Manifestation of order (thought to be named Aarav)

- Manifestation of art (name not yet known)

- Manifestation of fertility (thought to be named Ava)

- Manifestations of the day and night sky, and of the moon and sun (names yet to be known)

- Manifestation of pestilence (thought to be named Malaise)

Manifestations are often accompanied by spirits which act as their servants. Spirits like this are typically born from animals or plants. Here is a list of the names of some of these spirits.

- Flora (tumbleweed) and Fauna (frog), servants of Ava

- Dog and snake spirits, servants of Itzocoatl

- Nicholas (donkey) servant of the Manifestation of Art

- Enza (bird), spirit of medicine and insubordinate servant to Malaise

Magical Conditions Separate from Sorcery

Vampirism - While uncommon, there are many reports of sightings of humanoid creatures with enlarged canines, red eyes, sharp ears, and abnormal physical capabilities despite sickly appearances. It is believed that vampirism is passed on by infected saliva making contact with the blood. Victims tend to become extremely ill before losing their pulse and consciousness for one night, regaining their consciousness in the morning. Vampires have heightened senses, minor shapeshifting abilities, and increased speed and durability. They tend to be weak to sunlight, garlic flowers, and religious memorabilia. Occasionally, one’s magical abilities can also repel vampires.

Spirits - Ghosts and other entities are a common belief across the continent. Typically, it is believed that those who die and are not properly buried according to their own will or customs do not pass on properly. Many describe this as though a loose thread on clothing has been caught on the door to the beyond. The most common answer to why this is is that many burials are designed to catch the attention of Itzocoatl, and that the spirit will go unnoticed and be stuck on Earth until he finds them. Other spirits are believed to accompany the manifestations, often behaving either as companions or servants.

Witches - It is important to clarify that witches are humans, unlike the other listed entities. What makes witches different from sorcerers is that, interestingly, witches gain magic from studying the magic itself, rather than honing their skills in separate fields like an average Sorcerer of Prowess. It is not fully understood how this works, or how people begin on a path wherein one is unable to actually use or try to use the skill, but some manage to become Sorcerers of Prowess by unknown methods, and are called (both by themselves and derogatorily) witches.

Rakshasas and Asuras - Rather uncommon creatures which mostly appear during the events of destruction caused by the manifestations of chaos and order. They are typically violent and have tendencies to eat humans, though it’s not much of a concern due to their sparse visits to the physical realm. They possess supernatural magic (including maya, or illusion/shapeshifting). They are rather monstrous with large claws and fangs, and much like vampires, enjoy drinking blood. However, not all are necessarily malevolent.

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Here’s a story I wrote with my and my friend’s OCs! It’s a little old.

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Curses

“Cursed be those who disturb the rest of a Pharaoh. They that shall break the seal of this tomb shall meet scorn for all their days.”

It was an unsettling sign, but sounded like it would make for a neat adventure.

Atlas made his way through the tomb, opening every door and taking every step mindfully. He’d been in old buildings, but not this old, and even still, the ones he’d been in were maintained dutifully by their staff. Any servants here were not brought to serve on this plane of existence. Foolish, he thought, devotion to this supposed son of the Gods to the point that you would let them bury you in the walls? Just spare the time of lying and call yourself a zealot.

The scientist was pulled out of his train of thought when he came upon an ornate room. From the gold decorations and statues of servants to the clear expenses put into the sarcophagus itself, Atlas knew he’d found the right place. He broke the seal on the sarcophagus with perhaps less care than he should have, opening it to reveal linen tightly wrapped around a human form.

Peeling back layer after layer of fabric strip, Atlas found himself looking at a dried, grey face. The eyes were shut tight, the lips nearly gone, contorting the face into a haunted expression. Goodness, this could be more of a challenge than he expected.

After several hours spent gathering canopic jars and organizing his equipment, and several more spent actually trying to put everything back in its rightful spot in the body, Atlas was finished. He had tried his best to reconstruct the face, but something remained… off. It was fine, he decided, just reaching his goal would be enough. After all, it was greater than anyone else could even dream of, who cares if the man looked a little uncanny when he was also brought back from the dead? Just picturing it made him smile, the gods panicking that Azariya, a mortal, had undone their divine choice of when this man’s life would end.

Following diligently the method he had planned out, Atlas leaned back away from the sarcophagus. Any minute now.

Any minute now, he would be breathing once more.

… please let it work.

The Pharaoh was motionless inside of the deathbed. After about five minutes, he opened his eyes. His body was stiff, too stiff to even stretch without fear of snapping an arm. His skin felt like leather, his eyes dry, what was going on? This was not where he’d fallen asleep, this was… a tomb? His tomb, he realized, he recognized the statues as some of his prized servants and courtiers. Someone had taken him away from his eternal rest, and stuck him back into this place. Who had transgressed him so? An eager sound pulled his attention to an intruder, in about his twenties, who looked terribly excited to be seeing this tragedy.

“رائع!” Atlas clasped his hands together. “I’ve done it, I truly have! Here you stand before me, and you are alive. This is my greatest feat yet! Call me Atlas, sir, and what is your name?”

But the Pharaoh did not share this joy. His brow furrowed and his lips curled upward into a grimace as a wave of repulsion rolled over his face.

“Who am I?” he echoed, his voice warm, but loud and harsh. “who am I?! Why, I am the Pharaoh Serethor! Son of the Gods, Lord of The Horizons, Mighty in War and Battle! And you… Altan, it was? How dare you, to intrude upon my tomb and wake me of my eternal slumber is a sin of unfathomable proportion!

“And look at yourself!” Serethor climbed out of the sarcophagus, approaching Atlas as he continued. “Your clothes are a mess, you reek of dirt and of sweat, and your hair is like a family of rats playing chase with a cat! Is this how you present yourself before royalty? If the guards were here, I’d have you killed for this!”

Berated by the dead man, Atlas could much clearer notice the wear-down from the journey here. His muddied balls clinging to his skin, the knots in his hair pulling at his scalp, nothing he cared for, but it was quite rude to say that as a greeting. The scholar frowned, taking a step back from the Pharaoh.

“It was a scientific pursuit,” he justified. “Now, it is a scientific breakthrough! I have taken your body and sewn it back together, and I have put breath back into your lungs! Are you not excited to walk the Earth once more?”

Serethor found the idiocy hard to fathom. If the muscles in his face were not as weak as they were from the years of disuse, he believed his eye would twitch.

“No!” The Pharaoh raised his hands in exasperation. “My afterlife was one of leisure! One of joy, of festivity, and one where my body worked as it should! Why would you bring me to such a place as this?!”

“The pursuit of equilibrium takes priority over your- your-“ Atlas tried to defend himself, but he was taken with alarm once the Pharaoh began to approach. Quickly, he fled the tomb, tumbling over fallen objects and ignoring the floor as it shook beneath him.

Fear is powerful. Azariya didn’t even notice his exhaustion until he wa s already back in the inn, where he tore off the dirtied layer of his clothing and sunk into the blankets. He lay still, but was unable to fall asleep. He never sealed the tomb back up. Serethor, he recalled the name, could already have left be now. And it was likely that he would be coming back.

Cursed be those who disturb the rest of a Pharaoh.

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on the bright side of liking very obscure characters it means that i can do pretty much anything i like with them and im pretty sure there isnt even someone out there who will care if its ooc

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Hi there 🌿

We recently shared our story about escaping Gaza and trying to reunite as a family 🕊️

It’s been an overwhelming journey, and we’re doing everything we can but we could really use help getting our story seen 💔

If you feel like reblogging or sharing our story, it would mean the world to us 🌍

Thank you so much for your time 🙏

And sorry if this message feels out of place.

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Hello Mohamed, I hope that you and your family find some peace very soon. In my country, I’m trying to hold out hope that our new leader will stand with Palestine and not with Israel. I can’t do very much myself about things, but I hope that by sharing your story I can help you at least a little. I wish you a fast and safe journey to reunion ❤️

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Drawing I did of Sadaso! The drawing’s old, but the doodles are new. I wanna keep watching hxh but I got attached to the rookie crushers and now I watch it with the knowledge that they are NOT returning. Send help anyway I did cuntify him accidentally.

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Hello, I am Imtithal, a dentist living in the north of Gaza,💔🇵🇸🍉 I would like to take your time to tell you my story and what happened to us during this war. I finished my university studies in less than a year and started working but the war happened suddenly, it destroyed our hopes and dreams at the beginning of this war, I lost my brother and I lost my beautiful home, we were 35 people living in this house and now we are homeless and have no place to escape from the war, the conditions are very bad, we have to let our young children work and they wait hours and hours to get some drinking water, I don't know what to say but I ask for your help by donating💔🙏🏻 by sharing, let everyone know our story, the story of our heart, your help can help us survive and not die, I am very sad that we have reached this situation, sorry for the noise but there is nothing we can do🇵🇸🍉

Hello Imtithal. I’m so sorry to hear about what you and your family are going through; it really breaks my heart to see what’s happening in Gaza and being unable to do much because of my circumstances. I’ll share this post for you since I can’t donate, I hope that peace comes soon and that you and yours can escape your situation soon. ♥️🇵🇸🍉

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Hello!

This is my first time posting on Tumblr, and I’m very excited because I’ve never before found a place with communities for some of my interests. A little about me, I love jesters, Reverse: 1999, Alagadda (and SCP in general) and Hunter x Hunter. This is a little bit of writing and art I did for Alagadda, specifically the Yellow Lord.

A swarm of locusts created a crooked symphony, and fetid miasma followed close behind. Within the swarm of pests, a figure stood, tall and imposing.

The Seething Prince themself, the Yellow Lord.

The golden Court of Citrinitas was a solitary place. The Yellow Lord, Wearer of the Odious Mask, was a wildfire contained only by the surrounding lack of vegetation. The Ambassador said that they existed in their own body as punishment; the bones in their wrists welded together as handcuffs that their maker knew would be necessary, the roses on their hennin pulled tight around them and made every motion a pain. There was a fire burning their throat at all times, and even the most minor of slights was enough to send the Lord into a frenzy of deadly decrees.

The Ambassador said that all of this was for the better, because Citrinitas could not be trusted with the privilege to move freely. That was why they took on their role as Head of The Army from a desk and holding a pen, it was why they only ever watched others play their beloved compositions and never played one for themself. The people they were meant to rule over only feared them, and they had no control over this city that was promised to them.

Like every other day, the Yellow Lord was sitting on their throne with the swarms of bugs that kept them company. They thought about many things, but tonight, a new song was on their mind. They tapped a finger and tried to make sense of the beat of wings and the disharmonious buzzing around them; something was in there and seeking to be pulled out and made beautiful.

I hope it’s not too bad. Anyway, have a lovely rest of your day!