Finally creating a little lore explainer for me and @lpsgirl109 story TN!E. Before we begin, here's a few notes:
This story's been adapted from a years old roleplay we did together. A lot of the lore has been updated and altered. The world this is set in is one populated by both anthropomorphized animals and regular ones, but no humans. Despite being separate from our own, it takes place during an era roughly equivalent to our world's 1980s. At time of story, a massive war has recently concluded, leaving a shadow cast upon the land and many searching for answers. The following is a summary of the first arc as well as some of the world's cosmology.
Four runaways with various troubled pasts join together in a makeshift family, housing themselves in a rickety structure in the forests outside the town of Gavel. The runaways, in age order are Occo, a cheetah who ran away from her small religious community after a mysterious preacher came to town, Berry, an orphaned gray wolf separated from her family by a cataclysmic avalanche, Alan, an axolotl born to a wealthy family, who ran from his homicidal stepmother, and Muzzy, a very young golden retriever given to Occo in her travels in hopes she could bring him to brighter circumstances.
Muzzy, Alan, and Occo begin to develop supernatural abilities, feeding into Berry’s pre existing worries about social isolation. She is contacted by a mysterious ghost, a pharaoh hound named Tornado with weather abilities. He turns her against the others and unlocks her elemental power of ice, trying to have her aid in a ritual— the nature of which he is uncertain, feeling it like a dreamlike call— but after accidentally killing Alan, she rejoins her friends to neutralize Tornado, forcing him to atone. Alan finds himself in the halls of the past elementals, and is told by the first mind elemental, Pandora, of the true nature of their abilities. Alan and Muzzy are the body and mind, and Occo and Berry are fire and ice. Tornado is something else entirely, something Pandora is cagey about. Alan grows suspicious and steals a device, a hypercube shaped jar, to escape back to the world of the living.
Tornado and Melody (a later addition to the cast, a mafia princess red deer running away from her violent family) are pawns to the two ruling divine entities of their world, the Lion and the Lamb respectively, the lord of the skies and queen of the shadows. They serve as tethers in a complex transubstantiation ritual of marking, death, and resurrection, to return the two to Their full corporeal forms after being sealed away by the first elementals, Their children.
Why are the sentinalese so xenophobic, paranoid and bloodthirsty? Why do they kill people for merely setting foot on their island? I doubt they know that foreigners may carry diseases that they may or may not be immune to.
Because that is often how isolated people… Are? Like, do you…not think that our ancestors did that? We are globalised now, sure. But that took a hell of a long time and, to be honest, we are still really shitty at it, I mean the US just launched tear gas INTO Mexico at children, so let’s not pretend we are so over it.
And no, they may not know about immunology, but they sure as hell know that strangers came and took their citizens, some of whom died.
And let’s not pretend that most people don’t get a warning. It may be a violent warning, but it is a warning. John Chau got a few warnings over 2 days. He didn’t listen. He continued to invade upon their land and they killed him.
It isn’t exactly a hard nut to crack.
Isolated people with a very limited and negative history related to outsiders makes it clear they don’t want people there. People violate that and they retaliate with violence.
I think you just wanted a reason to try and pigeon hole them when, in all honesty, we know very little about them.
I think I’m literally never gonna be sick of this masterpiece. I think watching it on a loop for eight hours could fix me. Dancing’s what clears my soul. Dancing’s what makes me whole.
I just love that this very video is an accumulation of thousands of years worth of art made by people who have never met each other. The concept of this video was so completely unfathomable to every single artist who made the sculptures and yet they’ve all put something toward the creation of it.
What pisses me off is the youtubers who go "Ah jeez I butchered that name". Bitch this is a scripted production. You have literally all the time in the world to look up the proper pronunciation and say it right. You can do research for your fucking neopets deep dive but when its time to pronounce a word in Chinese suddenly you're helpless. Go fuck yourself for real.
I feel like a mom on facebook reblogging this but I genuinely like it. I want to make this into a full size poster and put it in my 3rd grade classroom but I’m 20 yrs old and not a teacher
Okay so Victorian erotica is literally the most heinous, morally bankrupt, horrific shit I've ever read - but I've read a fair bit, partly from historical interest but also because a while back I helped a friend with a university project she was doing about censorship and pornography in 19th century England.
Anyway I need to share with you all the most hilarious line that has ever been written, circa 1887:
I feel like this excerpt is significantly enhanced by knowing that the novel in question is a first-person narrative written from the perspective of an inexplicably sapient flea who lives on Bella's body, and that's why the third priest's penis is described in this way: from the narrator's perspective it literally blots out the sky.
unless its egregious, i'm not embarrassed to be fooled by ai. "oh i got lied to via something made by the Lying Machine the machine we made to Lie really well" like it's gonna happen it's no egg on your face. just be chill about it
okay but we can't know for sure that the loud noise and bright flash offstage—which occurred after the character who was holding the gun exited the stage with it—was a gunshot, because we didn't get to directly see it
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