What religious minecraft roleplay does to people

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What religious minecraft roleplay does to people
Limbus Company CBCs but they are a little fucked up because I think Demian deserves being creepier
I listened to a podcast years ago about cold case victims, about people whose loved ones are finally found after years, often as skeletons. About the family who are called in to see, even if the victim is past identification. The speaker said that one thing these people all have in common -- no matter how long they've been waiting, no matter the condition of the remains, no matter how hopeful they were or weren't about ever seeing their loved ones again-- is that they groom. They see the remains and they always, always do something to care for them. They pick a piece of moss off a bone. They straighten an arm, they tuck in a lock of hair. Every time. Every one.
And I think about our distant ancestors, how before language they strengthened relationships by grooming, like our nearest cousins still do. How the basest, most instinctual expression of love seems to be a sort of gentle pampering, a correction of appearance, a gentle hand to return you to your best self. I think about how the first thing I do when I see my dog is stroke her head, and then check for extra tufts of shed hair clinging to her body which might make her itch. About plucking bits of dandruff off my cat. About how badly I wanted to tuck my childhood crush's hair behind her ear. About how my girlfriend and I kept our relationship secret at work for 4 years, only to be undone by someone seeing me silently fix her collar, pluck an errant hair from her shirt. My mom licking her finger and using it to rub a spot of dirt off my face. My brother fixing my hat. And I think about bones, how when the archeologists find prehistoric graves, the bones arranged just so, that they say, this. This is how we know these people were human.
"Upon the further side, some way within the valley’s arms, high on a rocky seat upon the black knees of the Ephel Dúath, stood the walls and tower of Minas Morgul. All was dark about it, earth and sky, but it was lit with light. Not the imprisoned moonlight welling through the marble walls of Minas Ithil long ago, Tower of the Moon, fair and radiant in the hollow of the hills. Paler indeed than the moon ailing in some slow eclipse was the light of it now, wavering and blowing like a noisome exhalation of decay, a corpse-light, a light that illuminated nothing. In the walls and tower windows showed, like countless black holes looking inward into emptiness; but the topmost course of the tower revolved slowly, first one way and then another, a huge ghostly head leering into the night." - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers, "The Stairs of Cirith Ungol"
@tolkienhorrorweek day 2 ⇢ MINAS MORGUL
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1: The interior of a stone, domed building, sparely carved. Light comes in through two small windows / 2: A small stream running amid grassy banks / 3: Domes and a tower against a greenish night sky / 4: A metal statue's hand on the hilt of a sword / 5: A drooping white flower in the dark / 6: Stacked skulls / 7: Gothic towers lit from within with green light, looming against a dark sky / 8: A rough stone stairway leading down into darkness / 9: An avenue of columns rising from a floor covered in water //End ID]
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hello!!! could you do an agere moodboard of abadon from haunted hotel?
posted!! we hope you enjoy it :D we just realized it wasnt as agere themed as it could have been (we forgot if you had wanted it to be agere or not XD) so here is an alternate vers with a paci!
sooo in light of the last DaD session, who would still read an hostel group + saps small town (paradise falls) forest horror au fic w ghost!thomas, found family, mystery, occult scientist!saps, lwk psychic!magic, slow-burn minor fluxtara, folklore, occult & mystical elements, a sentient forest, multiple povs (thomas, stella, magic, flux) + multi-chapters, other charas cameos, background chuck/lyra w this aesthetic ??
Full skeletal structure and general diagram of my lovely little SCP-939 rewrite (which..I have not yet..finished writing in actuality..)