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Finally got the itch to give Samuel some sort of ref thing so that I could mention the King of Tales and some of Sam's other circumstantial appearance quirks for artfight... I'm sure this could be neater but I'm actually pretty happy with how all the little pieces came out!!!
“The soul is a machine, an engine, and like many engines, it moves in cycles. Are we not all the smoky dreams of our mechanical souls?”
-Vanessa D. - Animancer The soul is made of segments, the soul is made of parts. The soul is made of organs. The soul is a cycle. Consider the thermodynamic Carnot heat engine, which creates work by moving energy between reservoirs of cool and heat.
Haecceity - “Thisness”. The cosmic particle of Ding an sich - the thing itself.
This accretes into Esseity - raw concept-mass. Heft. How much concept does this have. “Green” is much more essential than “grue”.
This is sorted into Quiddity - “Whatness”. What distinguishes this type of thing.
This is coloured into Qualia - The properties of a thing, the subjectiveness of a subject. For a mortal, this is experiences, as well as why you’re not the exact same as the archetype of what you are.
This quickens into Puissance - by dint of an object’s power, what it can see done. How does it effect the world?
This is inscribed into Provenance - where has this been, and what has it done? The personal history of an object.
This anchors Haecceity - you can tell it’s this thing in particular because it was this thing in the past. Continuity.
That’s the main cycle, but what about the axes?
Haecceity and Qualia are the sides of the soul, the spirit, the unseen.
Esseity and Puissance are both the bodily aspects, the substance, what a thing is made of.
Provenance and Quiddity are both the mental aspects, the structure, the schema, how a thing’s matter and thought are arranged.
The two triangles are the ‘hot’ and 'cold’ aspects of the cycle, how energy travels back and forth, emitting Ipseity - The Work Extracted, the Self, the Identity. The triangles take the form of limitations. How are these things constraining the others?
Haecceity -> Quiddity: FORM: the bare this given an outline, a point pinned into a kind.
Quiddity -> Puissance: BLADE: the limitation of strength on the what, on the nature, the kind pares the power down to an edge.
Puissance -> Haecceity: FURNACE: power hot enough to melt down self, to truly change a thing, force to unmake identity.
This is the Form triangle, the heat, the cycle of a smith - shape the blank, sharpen the blade, melt it back down.
Esseity -> Qualia: QUENCH: Raw stuff cooling, crystallising, grain setting, fixing the texture.
Qualia -> Provenance: MATTER: the felt present lays down the record - only what has been experienced is what memory is made of.
Provenance -> Esseity: SILT: The past settles again into weight; what a thing was determines what it can yet be.
This is the Matter triangle, the cold, the settling of sediment and fossils.
crabs are so gentle, they can be so kind. their claws? precise little things, so careful in the sand, so careful with food. they do what they must to live and wave their claws to express their joy to the world for giving so much to them, for giving such kindness to these creatures known as crabs. please be gentle to crabs
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Yes I know you mistrust the banks, milord, and I don't blame you, but their Vault Wizards are specially trained to prevent dragons from detecting large amounts of gold. I cannot emphasize enough that it's a full-time job employing multiple specialists, I'm not trying to be humble here but it's not something that just the court magician and I can set up a couple wards for on the weekends and call it good.
It's, it's just that dragons are the primordial embodiment of avarice wrought into fire and flesh. They are truly, supernaturally good at finding large amounts of valuables, that's why the big mines hire those Dragon Scouts to go sniff out their lairs and mark them on the maps as potential mining ventures. You know, in case someone slays the relevant dragon. Which doesn't happen often because, milord, they are simply not that easily slain.
No I know you've hired many knights, blooded warriors and true. Yes, I was there when you gave the ten most impressive ones their special sashes. Very grand, very high honors, of course. Ehm. It's just, none of them have ever actually faced a dragon. Yes no I know Sir Edbert says he did but Sir Edbert is rather notoriously prone to exaggerated and tragically unverifiable tales---
Well no milord of course I would not doubt the word of a sworn knight. Perhaps his sobriety, but not his word, as such.
The point is that the grand treasury, while surely grand and a very special notion, is just... it is mayhaps not the ideal way of handling the realm's finances? Perhaps a series of smaller vaults, capped well below the dangerous wealth threshold at which gold is known to whet the appetite of colossal winged harbingers of death, in different corners of the realms or...?
No, I, yes well I do realize that will impede anyone's interests in coming into the vault to hurl around the gold coins and go "whee, I'm so rich!" I am aware of its deficiencies as a plan in that regard. No, I see I've misjudged a few things.
Actually, thinking on it, milord, I truly believe what you need is a fresh set of skilled wizards on this job. The court magician and I, we cannot keep up with your visionary thinking. We're too old-fashioned. But the wizards revolutionizing the eldritch academies seem to be more on this sort of level. I hear they've made some truly remarkable choices in terms of outsourcing all of their spellwork to the Ever-Whispering Void, such that it takes mere minutes for them to set up an entire defensive array. That's just the sort of innovative thinking you require.
Though it will grieve the court magician and I to leave your service, perhaps this is a sign that retirement is overdue. So I'll just... be moving further away from the big pile of gold... in the opulent, dome-shaped building with the crystal skylight... best wishes.
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free use is kind of a funny kink bc it relies on the idea that everybody wants to touch you and have sex with you but what if they don't. what if you tell everybody at the party you're free use but they all ignore you and mind their own business
okay so, folks are asking me to post my humanization of Caine, so i think ill start with it then XD here we go. human-human 100%. and his birdie-cockatoo named Bubble :] a lot of people on tt liked my idea and im literally giggling and kicking my feet
So if you split open a giant peach and there’s a magic baby inside that you are then forced to raise do you still eat the peach or would that be too awkward
“How did the Chiasm Syndicate ever manage to decipher the language on the Impossible Stele?” “I think they have intelligence assets that we are unaware of.”
A productive chat from a while ago…
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Theres the lil thang
Drew a little more of the Soul since people seemed to like it!
Some fun facts about them:
Literal three days old. They just spawned.
Hates this situation as much as Kris. They worked hard in that vessel, damn it!
Speaking of Kris, their relationship is basically mutual cartoon violence sounds. It is still petty about the hockey stick situation and won't let go of it.
It chews on its wings when angry or nervous.
Most of their senses are dulled unless directly touched.
Only Kris can hear its voice, but not even them can see how they "look like". This form is only visible in a reflection in the Dark World.
Bumble sharks 🐝🦈
The alabaster nudibranch, white-lined Dirona, or frosted sea slug (Dirona albolineata)
in which murderbot is a very normal terracotta soldier and ART the dragon spirit of a chinese junk who dwells in the ship's keel. they meet in the ming dynasty perhaps, when ppl are sailing places extra willy-nilly.
*Nüwa is the mother goddess in chinese mythology, known for creating humanity from yellow clay and repairing the sky.
thank you @mutualrapport for hosting the event! original prompt below.
[drawn for the prompt: an AU of ART and MB's first meeting and conversation - e.g. another look at their first meeting from a fantasy, historical, or (non-canon) sci-fi lens! Any perspective is fine. The only constraint is that it cannot be set in the canon universe. Any visibly non-canon AU- fantasy, human, historical, etc. - anything goes!]
[OC] SOMEDAY A MORTICIAN GETS TO SUPERGLUE HIS LIPS SHUT, Seen in Cleveland