#gods forest

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"I hate Traebit more with every day. How did ths monster come to exist???"

--me, summer 2017

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behold the ridiculousness of a human version of a dude who canonically has functioning rabbit ears

the human ears look so weird omg

but he needs the pink long things aesthetic so partway between his bangs and the back of his head he has apparently grabbed a fistful of hair above the ears to make braids with??? and dyed them pink???

also an eyepatch because of his damaged eye

what is this

what am i

btw this is a picrew thing where i was tagged by @madangel19 thank uuu

also tagging @msnana who is Traebit's number one fan, in case u too busy to scroll through loads of stuff. here look. come directly here and try not to simp too hard ok????

also i guess im suggesting this to everyone else, who include but are not limited to @razzledazzlerazzberry @akabendyfan @nosleepgummitato @eyenaku @nyanthenyan @thegirlwhoflies26 and i guess the rest of them are aesthetic blogs and don't want random picrews but anyone else can do this

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Guys guess what, I scanned 19 pages of this comic today, so I am back and ready to be posting a new page daily !!!!!!

~~~~it seems~~~~~~~

~~~~i forgot to colour his eye yellow in the second panel~~~~~~

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All pages thumbnails (tumblr archive)

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The face of “I’m secretly having fun but trying to pretend I’m too cool for this.”

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4 generations in one picture but they all look young as hell

Scally I’m sorry for drawing you in the embrace of your arch nemesis.

Deviantart versions: phyllix / bidoby

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Pelor (he/him) and Balance (they/them).

I had Balance for about 6 years before I even learned that real people use they/them pronouns and then another year before I realised that is what I was trying to do with this character but not having the words for it. I even yelled with joy in a busy street. Thanks everyone

What do you even call these creatures? Anthropomorphic non human gods (and supernatural things who are friends with gods).

Whatever. Context of the story will explain for me.

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Tournament (1)

One weatherless day, in a broken side room of the great temple standing in the Gods’ Forest, one of the Creator’s many stacks of paper fell and covered her like a blanket of unfinished ideas.

This was the time she decided that one day she would install weather in this realm, so that falling paper stacks would be caused by random acts of nature and not her own inability to stack items properly.

There wasn’t any weather here, but of course there was gravity. Gravity is the Creator’s greatest and most favourite work. Wherever there are beings, there needs to be Gravity, so the beings can marvel at her best work.

The supreme being crawled out from under the pile of scattered papers and began to pick them up.

She happened to let herself glance at the words she held in her hands. This didn’t usually happen; Usually ideas were written down and added to ever-growing piles. The Creator never got around to actually reading them. But today she looked at the list of names of every being she had ever Created and had an idea that didn’t get discarded by way of writing it on a piece of random paper.

“I am going to gather everyone up and hold a tournament.”

So she went around appearing in everyone’s dreams.

It took longer than a month, because forty individuals were chosen to compete and she had to wait for someone to start dreaming in order to infiltrate and speak to them, and as the founder and sole orchestrator of the Cult of Creator she is forbidden from engaging in time travel and so had to visit the dreams one at a time for forty nights instead of doing them all in one night. Like how Father Christmas visits all the houses in the world in one night in a massive campaign of time monstrosity.

She planned forty nights for forty characters, but it ended up being over two months for three reasons:

One, because right at the last moment Sergey decided he wasn’t going to sleep until he had seen all 302 episodes of some stupid anime, so she had to wait for him to fall asleep before making her move.

Two, because Gaster was constantly in several dimensions at once and she couldn’t find his head.

And three, because it took her a week to build up the courage to speak to Eddie because she knew his dream would involve a spectacular nonconsensual wedding and then flashy dismemberment of all her most important body parts.

PART 2

a link to all the parts