#landsave

[zirconiumpants]

oof. i'm sorry this took so long.

Sylph of Void for Hanadoodles

I hope you like it

[zirconiumpants]

Noobivore as the Thief of Blood

I hope it's to your liking!

(i'm tagging these as #landsave for now on)

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done for hanadoodles

[alternisdimension-a]

The Sylph of Void in the Land of Abyss and Voltage

When you wake up, you notice that your hair had become frizzy, as if someone took a balloon to your head and rubbed your hair with it while you were unconscious  You blink in confusion. There was nobody else in this place, right? Just you and your sprite. So how did your hair do that? 

You try to fix it, but to no avail. This doesn't stop for a while, and your hair shows no signs of ever relaxing. Growling in frustration, you eventually grab a hat and put it on. Maybe when you find out what happened to your hair, you'll stop it. 

But for now, you really want to explore. 

The world is dark. There's a pitch black sky with gray clouds that seem to circle the you and the spit of land that you 're standing on. Along with the rest of the world; it's like being in the middle of a funnel. The only light is from the lanterns (like the ones you would see on the streets of London), which were scattered around the world. They had an eerie green glow to them, which unnerves you. 

 Then you notice that the clouds are lined with electricity. You can see the sparks light up the sky in little pinpricks of light. You blink; these are almost like stars, thinking about it. It's sort of pretty.

And you're supposed to stop this? That's what your sprite told you your mission in this world was; stop the lightning. How were you supposed to do that and why would you need to? The only clue you have is that you're supposed to be a 'Sylph of Void,' as your sprite told you. 

You eventually notice a small mouse-like creature ahead. It's waving frantically at you, like it's motioning for you to move. 

Curious, you step closer towards the consort. About five seconds later a lightning bolt strikes the ground right behind you.

You fall to the ground with a yelp, twisting to see the point of impact. You see a charred spot on the place that you just were. That could have hit you!  You could have died from not being careful!

The consort dashes towards you and squeaks an explanation; lightning bolts tend to hit those who stay still for too long, so you have to keep moving to survive in the world. It does stop on occasion, but those instances are scattered throughout the day; no rest period is on the same time of day twice in a row.

Now what your sprite told you about how you're supposed to stop the lightning makes complete sense; stop the lightning or there'd be little to no rest for you or the consorts. 

You draw in a shaky breath. If all you had to do to avoid the stray bolts was to keep moving, you'd be golden. 

You run after the consort as she hurries back to the village. 

~~

Sylph of Void. 

You create things out of nothingness to heal your friends; you protect them with the secrets you keep.

Heal the broken world, player.

[zirconiumpants]

Are you still taking SBARG requests?

sure!

if you want one just message me

here's the original post with details and such

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The Great Media Exchange

So anyway I whipped up this sketch of doc Frost himself for astartus.  

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The Great Media Exchange

It comes time again for the grist collection

With random acts of kindness and benefaction

So astartus and i have stepped into action

To give this grist collection a little bit of traction

The Great Media Exchange is the name of the game

A collection of commisions but at the same time we're playin

I'll give him a piece of art, he'll give me a simple melody to fit

Then rinse and repeat it's that easy that's it

If you want to join in don't be shy just let me know

And I'll add you in to the rotation and flow