#evil wind

[cassieisinthebasementt]

I’ve made more

[evil-wind]

Crazy bread is just regular bread to me.

Heh. That’s just the kind of messed up mind I got 😼

[fourstarsoutofnine]

So it seems I may have kickstarted something by suggesting evil legend…. My apologies people of tumblr.

The word evil doesn’t look like a word anymore.

[nokonomi]

@evilwarriorss @evil-wild @evil-twiii

@evil-four @evil-wind

yeah so you’re all on my hit list for baldifying what do you think ^_^

[cactusatemycat]

Can someone answer me, why are all the links evil now? Are they revolting? Was there one too many angsty fics? Is this a rebellious phase? I must know if the blorbos have been blorbed too much

[weenie-hunter]

Evil wind be like

"I'm NOT going to stab a man in the head"

[argonautsoul]

Ancient History, Cyclic Catastrophism, Petroglyphs, Plasma Phenomena

This is what our ancestors saw in the sky.

This is not a human or even an animal. If one were on Earth when a massive solar erupted, plasma hitting the magnetosphere produces a definite pattern consistent with this image. Our ancestors must have been TERRIFIED.

It's a gigantic plasma discharge pattern and might have spawned legends of the wrath of God.

They were drawing what they saw when a massive plasma Arc struck Earth after a massive solar outburst; which is easily duplicated in plasma labs.

The winds from such an event would strip the surface clean of anything that wasn't polygonal masonry or dolmens and deposit it to low pressure areas or lower elevation. An amalgamation of sediment, artefacts, and the unfortunate.

Damage in the ancient and minimally excavated site of Tanis, Egypt.

If you want to dig further, look into the denisovans and any site with polygonal masonry (all over the globe). Seemingly, we build on top of old sites and are the descendants of the survivors.

Look for dendritic patterns (not fluvial) to get a good idea where some of the events may have occurred.

Mars might have seen similar or potentially greater devastation.

This explains the owl depictions:

No definitive answer exists, but a compelling theory by plasma physicist Anthony Peratt suggests these “squatter man” figures depict ancient high-energy auroral plasma discharges, seen globally due to intense solar events. Lab simulations match the motifs precisely, with surveys of millions of petroglyphs in 139 countries showing consistent southern orientations. Mainstream views cite cultural convergence or shamanic visions but lack such empirical backing.

In 2003, Anthony Peratt simulated plasma phenomena in a lab and found that under different stability-instability conditions, plasma would form specific shapes, some of them matching almost exactly what ancient people drew on rock.

The evidence is very compelling because it is the only thing in nature that actually resembles the specific shapes drawn by all those people, separated by the ocean and thousands of km, thousands of years ago.

So, how could they all have witnessed the same plasma formation?

The auroras we see close to the poles are basically plasma from the sun that penetrates down into the atmosphere. The more solar activity (like after a solar storm), the more plasma penetration, which generates more intense auroras that can be seen closer to the equator (last year we saw auroras in Spain after a solar storm). According to Peratt and others, if the solar wind had increased between one and two orders of magnitude, it could have produced those plasma formations in the atmosphere.

If this actually happened, it would have created serious climatic and biological disruptions, which would have given people a good reason to carve those specific shapes everywhere around the world.

And, indeed, evidence shows that about 12.000 years ago, there was a severe climatic disruption that ended the younger dryas. This event is associated with a geomagnetic excursion, a shifting of the magnetic poles and a weakening of the magnetic field, which would let solar energy penetrate into our atmosphere a lot more easily (meaning, you need less solar activity to create the same effect). There is also evidence to suggest that there was a major solar flare around that time and other times before that even left marks on the ground (vitrification).

Perratt’s paper:

Presentation by Peratt:

Also, look for the 'Thunderbolts Project' and 'Symbols of an Alien Sky.'

It's worth the dig.

[wind-the-mama-cat]

Penny Versus Evil

Penny entered Evil's tower, gripping the war-hammer tightly in her right, and her promise sword sheathed on her back. To say that she was nervous would be an understatement.

She was scared.

Scared that she would be facing the Spirit of Evil. Scared that Evil had Wind imprisoned. Scared... that Evil might actually loved Wind more than she did. Scared... that she might not see Wind again.

The mare climbed the spiral staircase up to where she assumed Evil, using Wind's body, was.

As she climbed the last step, Her hammer started glowing more brightly. As it did, the light fell upon...

"Wind?" Penny asked as she spotted the Catter. She squinted and got a better look at the... being in front of her.

"No." She snorted. "You aren't Wind."

"Evil smiled. "Do you like my new look?"

Evil looked very much like Wind. Aside from the way she dressed, and her blue hair... and the purple eyes.

"I admit, you had me fooled for second." Penny nodded. "Wind would never dress like that."

"Oh, but can't you recognize my voice?" Evil asked in a soft voice. Wind's voice. "I am Wind. See, Evil and I came to terms. I love you. However, she loves me. To prove that she does, she gave me control of our body."

"Our body?" Penny asked. "So, she still controls you?"

"More like a symbiotic relationship." Evil answered. "So that I can love you and, so that Evil can love me. Maybe, eventually, Evil can love you as well."

Penny blinked. "You... you love me? You never said that to me before."

Evil smiled. "I do love you, Penny. I have since that fateful day, when we first met. I just... never had the courage to say it. Evil gave me that courage. We can finally be together. Truly together."

The hammer started glowing brighter. "I love you too, Wind." She shook her head. "Tell me one thing... before I accept yours and Evil's offer."

"Yes, My Love?" Evil asked.

Penny swallowed hard. "How did we meet?"

Evil's face contorted in confusion and anger. "I... how could you ask me that? Why would you ask me that?"

"It's a simple question." Penny said. "That is, if you are in fact Wind."

"Oh, good for you." Evil scoffed, switching to a harsher tone. "Wind is still mine." She tapped her head. "She does love you. Very much so. She's told me as such."

"Do you love her?" Penny asked Evil.

"More than You." Evil smiled wickedly. "I would never abandon her, such as you did.” Her eyes narrowed. “Tell me, Penny, did you and Pen enjoy my little game?

Penny's eyes grew wide. “That was you?”

Evil cackled, and then switched to a mocking tone. “To think that two mighty hunters, whom deal with magic and the occult on a nearly daily basis, could be so... easily fooled with an illusion spell.”

Penny blinked in shock. “I... you made me leave Wind?”

“I didn't make you do anything, Penny.” Evil shot back. “You didn't have to go with Pen. You made the decision to leave. To break up with Wind.”

“I... I was protecting her.” Penny said as tears came to her eyes. “I didn't know how long I would be gone. I...”

“Hah!” Evil laughed/scoffed. “Admit it, Penny. You see her as a tender little kitten. Not the skilled warrior that she actually is.”

Penny nodded. “Foolishly, yes. I do see her as someone that needs protection. She is a skilled warrior. She's strong, talented, and gifted. But that makes her cocky and sometimes, over confident.” She shook her head. “Could I have asked her to come along? Maybe. Would she have come? Most definitely. Was I willing to let her get hurt? Absolutely not. I love her too much.”

The hammer's inner light stated to glow more brightly.

Evil shaded her eyes. “What is that Hammer?”

Penny looked down at the hammer and then lifted it to Evil's eye level. “A hammer I borrowed from Wind. The more you love someone, the more powerful it becomes.” She looked at Evil. “You claim that you love Wind more then I do. Prove it.”

She held the hammer out for Evil to take. “Unless you're afraid?”

Evil barred her teeth. “I fear nothing.” She reached out her hand. “If this hammer glows more brightly more me, you and the watcher will never return for Wind. Do you agree?”

Penny nodded. “Agreed.”

Evil took the hammer. It didn't glow.

“What is-” She began to ask, but stopped when Penny suddenly shouted.

“Wind! Now!”

Wind's spirit split from Evil's body at the waist, the hammer now on her hand. The inner light grew blindingly bright.

“What is happening?!” Evil shouted as she looked at Wind wielding the hammer.

“I want my body back, you Monster!” Wind shouted as she slammed the hammer into Evil's chest.

There was a flash of light and then...

Wind was on her knees, panting heavily. The handle of the hammer was shattered. The crystal, that was once pink, was now purple. The crystal that was on Evil's throne had fallen, and had shattered into a million pieces.

Penny ran over to Wind, and knelt in front of her. “Wind?”

Wind looked up at Penny, tears streaming down her face. “Penny...”

“Are you... you?” The mare asked out of concern.

“I am...” Wind nodded. She looked down at the crystal. “How did you know that would work?”

“I had a feeling. So did your Mama.” Penny said. “I was no accident that your parents had that Hammer. It's not just powered by love. It... it is Love. The spirit of Love. Crystalized Love.”

The two girls watched as the crystal changed back to pink and started glowing again.

“Evil will no longer be able to escape.” Another voice suddenly said.

Wind and Penny looked at Evil's throne. A purple raven was perched upon it.

“Who...?” Wind asked.

“I am Justice.” The Raven said. “The Spirit of Justice.” It tilted its head. “Excellent work, Penelope. Saved me some trouble.”

“You knew that I would... use the hammer?” Penny asked. “How?”

“Oh... I didn't. Fate did.” Justice explained. “Fate knows all and sees all. Father of all time and existence, you see.”

“Fate's plan was to let Evil posses Wind?” Penny demanded. “To what end?”

“To torture me?” Wind asked angrily.”What about my parents? Did they have to die of result of Evil's doing?”

“Fate isn't always fair.” Justice answered. “It's cruel and unfortunate. But it always plays out. You, Wind, were Fated to meet Mama Dragon. As a result, you met Pen, and then Penny. If Evil hadn't killed your parents, these events wouldn't have played out.”

“I was... destined to meet Wind?” Penny asked.

“What was the point of me being possessed by evil?” Wind asked.

“Fate knew that Evil would escape.” Justice answered. “When I first trapped her thousands of years ago, I thought the prison would hold her. I didn't anticipate that your parents would find it and take a piece. A flaw on my part.” It sighed. “She had to be trapped again, but would fall for another trick. She had to think that her plans would work. Thus... everything that transpired.”

Wind looked at Penny. Penny, in turn, looked at Wind.

“Do you really love me, Penny?” Wind asked softly.

“I...” Penny choked back tears. “I thought I did. But now? I'm not really certain.”

Wind nodded. “I feel the same...” She looked at Justice. “What now?”

“Now?” It looked at the crystal. “Evil could still escape. Love and Evil are equally powerful. You, warrior Wind, shall now help me to make certain that She doesn't.”

“How?” Wind asked as she stood up.

“Evil's influence has spread since she possessed you. In order to repair that which she did, I have a task for you.” The raven lifted a wing. Two portals opened. “Penny. The portal to the right leads back to the Watcher's world. Go and let her know what has transpired.”

Penny nodded slowly and sadly.

“Wind. You will follow me. You have to train and prepare for your task.” Justice explained.

Wind nodded as she picked up Soulbllde. Its runes remained blank and she couldn't feel her. It felt like a regular sword. “Soulblade is... quiet.”

Justice nodded. “Come, Wind. I will explain everything. The raven flew into the portal on the left.

“Wind...” Penny said cautiously, as the catter walked towards the same portal. “Your Mama wants to see you.”

Wind stopped and looked over her shoulder. “I will see her again.” She said as she sheathed her sword on her hip. “Not yet.”

“Will I see you again?” Penny asked.

Wind sighed and walked through the portal. It closed behind her.

Penny took a shaky breath and walked through her portal.