( A KINGDOM OF MADNESS A HEART FULL OF SADNESS MY LAST SACRIFICE A KINGDOM OF MADNESS )
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@princeofmadness
( A KINGDOM OF MADNESS A HEART FULL OF SADNESS MY LAST SACRIFICE A KINGDOM OF MADNESS )
Sheogorath / Runs off queue / Penned by Andre
“Madness? So you the one in charge of them berserkers eh.” fun times when a berserker goes into battle, its like a human roulette, you never know when the axe will land. most times at home you gotta put a block of cheese in the table and direct them there. Well Baldur ain’t one to refuse a good time, but he ain’t one to be feeling anything either.
“That depends , you got any curse breakers on your …enchanting island? And more cheese?” catering to mad gods was something….used to be his speciality right?
See. Baldur can be nice when he needs to be.
“Well, I’m in charge of many things! Just not those disgusting men of Order. I had to deal with them not too long ago! I dislike them! They ruined my temples! They also made it impossible to have cheese for a few years. It was terrible! Awful! I had to deal with a mushroom infestation! I hate them!” Well, it was a bit more complicated than that, but did it matter? No, of course not. History was his to see fit! He would always see fit! He was sure of that.
“Well, there are many curses on the island, but just as many people who break them. I believe one was turned into a frog once! Had to have a woman kiss it before the curse would break! Sadly, they both turned into frogs! Her curse of being human was broken! It was truly amusing.”
( A KINGDOM OF MADNESS A HEART FULL OF SADNESS MY LAST SACRIFICE A KINGDOM OF MADNESS )
Sheogorath / Runs off queue / Penned by Andre
@princeofmadness requests assistance
Delicate hum breaks the silence in the dim, cramped room, a small figure sat bent at a faded desk. Eyes were narrowed in focus, a small tool held in right hand that gently scraped at a small bone held in hand. He paused only briefly to lean back, tapping the tool upon the side of a wooden bucket from which a foul scent drifted but didn’t appear to bother the vampire.
It wasn’t sound or sight that caused him to freeze, eyes flicking up and hands lowering bone and tool quietly to the wooden surface. A nasty feeling crawled its way up the vampire’s spine, face scrunching as he roughly shoved his chair back and stood. It was both familiar and unfamiliar, obviously daedric but not one he’d ever experienced before.
Strange that such a magic would purvey his home as he had never once performed daedric rituals, not now or in the past. He shook his head and entered the hallway, reaching to pull a torch from its place on the wall.
“I don’t appreciate uninvited guests,” he commented aloud, waiting. Deep down, he hoped nothing would respond to the comment and he was just spooking himself… though that hasn’t been a feeling he’s experienced since his mortal days.
“I don’t appreciate uninvited guests.” Should Sheogorath been mocking the other? No, but was he going to? Of course! True, he was most likely breaking a pact of some sort - not that it mattered. He could break whatever pacts he wanted! In truth, he could even beak the world if he pleased, but he enjoyed his games far more than any other.
As such he appeared leaning against a wall. Just standing there with his arms across his chest; he actually looked dreadfully bored. Lips pursed into thin-line and eyes relatively closed for the moment. A simple act - nothing more and nothing less.
“You really should clean this place. I don’t know, lighten it up a little. Make it look better then the darkest days of my own realm, but then again? I do believe there is a cheese shortage. Cheese... never really have been one to go without it. Except on those days where I dislike cheese and kill anyone who has it.”
Which actually had happened only twice that he could remember, but he supposed that is what happened at times. People would live, people would die, and at the end of the day? Well, he supposed that it didn’t matter. Not to him at least.
“Lots of blood back then. A blood bath. Nasty to clean up.”
━━ ❛ PRINCEOFMADNESS ❋ ◤ ❤‘D ◢
‘ I thought I heard the CACKLING of madness, I really don’t have the PATIENCE for you right now.’
‘ Oh, now that is no FUN at all, but is it really madness? I mean, just because I am the PRINCE of madness doesn’t mean I am always mad. I can be quite PLEASED at times. Like taking over a poor boy’s head for a year making him scream wolf. Now, that was a FUN one. ’
( A KINGDOM OF MADNESS A HEART FULL OF SADNESS MY LAST SACRIFICE A KINGDOM OF MADNESS )
Sheogorath / Runs off queue / Penned by Andre
Sheogorath!
HAPPY SHEOGORATH SUNDAY
“I don’t like ties today either, dear,” she hums, patting his shoulder and waiting for the boredom to set in. She hated being bored, but she’d been in the Shivering Isles for oh… a month now? She hadn’t gone back out, no real desire to until today.
“Now that you mention it,” she breathes, tapping her lower lip. “We should have a feast. You, me, Haskill, the Duchess and Duke, some random people for fun… It wouldn’t be so bad, would it?”
She pouts and stands again, stepping out to bow in front of Sheogorath’s throne. “Your Madliness, might I request that we have a big feast in this hall in honor of you and your wonderful insanity?”
She grins, hoping the request was grandiose enough. She even bows.
The Mad God shifted slightly, focusing on her for a moment, before frowning - just before grinning once again. “By scot!!” It was only a moment after she patted his shoulder that he got an idea. A great idea! A grand one! It would no doubt shake the very foundation of his realm! He was sure of that!
“A feast it is! Everyone will be invited! Every single person! There will be dancing enough to stop time itself!” Which, would actually be bad, but for the most part? He didn’t truly care about - nor did he think it was truly anything important.
“There will be great things for tonight! Loads of cheese, a few fish, and rotten eyeballs! No singing though, not today - maybe later. I should also invite that bard over. What was his name again? The one that wants that Argonian kicked out of the city?” He didn’t know the names, he didn’t even care for them, but he wanted fun!
And tonight? There was no doubt about it. There would be fun. With some slight murder.
One day of Shivering Isles
Sheogorath to kick off the ko-fi sketches, this donor was generous so I’m astral projecting right now
Always a lot of mad gods, never enough of them. They have no reasoning, need no reasoning, they just are. Alas Baldur even in his own version of madness produced by a century of not feeling is aware of that…deep, deep inside.
Still with mugs in hand, he looked as ready as any drunk god. if he could get drunk. inside and out, outside and inside. he can’t feel anything.
“A slobbering fucking mess, who the fuck are you.” sadly, he is sober. but also a god.
“Well, you’re also a bit rude. Maybe even a little dull.” Sheogorath enjoyed many things, but being dull was not one of them. If he wanted that? He would wait around for a damned Greymarch. He really hated those, but order and madness had never mixed. Not even if he wanted it to, but he supposed not many knew what it was like to be him.
Actually, no one did. He was quite proud of that actually.
“Now, where are my manners? My name is Sheogorath! Prince of Madness! Lord,” for the most part, “of the Shivering Isles! It’s great this time of year! Really, you should come visit some time! Just don’t kill the gatekeeper. I don’t like rebuilding another.”
“I hate it actually. I believe the time before I had one made of cheese or was it something a bit more white and fluffy? I really don’t remember.”
As a reminder, i’m usually NOT here, but most likely always on my multi!
Maybe my head will clear enough to do drafts here maybe? One day?
[30 Days of Gaming] Day Two - Your Favorite Character ⇉ Sheogorath (The Elder Scrolls Series)
“TO HAVE LIVED SUCH A LIFE. Full of everything you could ever dream of, but still be stuck in the here and now. What exactly does that mean for someone like you? Who is nothing more than memory in a databank? Something that can be destroyed by simply... energy weapons to the stack.”
@carbonfcrged
“OH THIS IS NICE! Splendid even! A mad god verses... what exactly are you? Angry? Looks like you need a hug? Maybe you DO need one, but not from me. I don’t give hugs. I also don’t like music. Reminds me of much more chaotic times. We can’t have that now, can we?”
@lightbaldur