#soulforge

[soulforge-mod]

Behold our trailer. It's definitely not two years old, and it's excellently made. We knew exactly what we were doing.

[soulforge-mod]

Welcome to the Underground!

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This is the 'official' (or as official as you can get with an eight-person team) Tumblr page of Soulforge, a Minecraft mod inspired by UNDERTALE and DELTARUNE.

Soulforge is still cooking, but we do have a playable beta version for 1.20, and it's pretty fun! Get it on Modrinth here.

If you really like it, consider joining our Discord to chat with other Soulforge enjoyers as well as the devs! Yes, we're actually active on there!

[abalonetea]

This was a bad idea.

This was a terrible, awful, fucking miserable idea.

Half-regulated air rasps in Tav's chest as he presses himself tighter between buildings, eyes clenched shut. He can hear the hissing slither of the alien just over his shoulder and presses himself even more firmly against the stone. Unnatural heat bakes through his jacket.

The walls of Casivera are so close. Tav can see them. And there aren’t supposed to be crawlers this close to the city, not according to the students, and the warnings, and the reminders of everyone is safe within Casivera walls that blare all day long in the lower rings.

Tav forces a heavy exhale, shifting forward and glancing toward the stretch of open terrain. Heavy rubble lines the ground here, small tendrils of strange violet plant-matter only just starting to curl over the concrete. The crawler is looking the other way.

Can he make it from here?

Tav isn’t sure. Doesn’t think so. But what else is he supposed to do? Already, the altered atmosphere is starting to give him a migraine. He was just supposed to duck out, grab proof he’d gone into the Fringe, and dart back into the safe bounds of the city. It was supposed to take four minutes, max.

Sitting here isn’t going to help…

Tav exhales heavily and then darts out from his hiding spots. His boots pound against the cement, then hard-packed earth. The crawler shrieks, spinning around and charging. Massive claw-hooked legs scrabble over the rubble, propelling it forward faster, faster—he’s not going to make it.

“Shit!” Tav drops to the ground and rolls just as the crawler leaps toward him. The arachnid shrieks again, so close it’s ear-piercing. He whips out the stupid knife that he got during Connection and tries to push all of his very being into it, just like his sister and his teachers have always said.

Tav swears again and throws it. His aim lands true but the blade just passes through the arachnid, lodging into the stone behind it. The crawler rises onto its back four legs, raising two more neon yellow appendages into the air, rearing up to show off the rows and rows of magenta teeth that line its underside as it bellows.

“Stupid!” All that embarrassment and misery from before rises back up, curdling through the fear until it burns. Tav turns and scrambles over the closest pile of junk, sending twists of stone and metal flying as he leaps to the next pile—and the rubble gives out, sending him down into a hollowed out dome.

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i had a rough week so i started working on a new story

[merrymorningofmay]

well this got topical

[merrymorningofmay]

[freedrew2484]

SOULFORGE

Episode 1: Destiny's Awakening

INT. MALIK'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

The city of Neo-Tokyo sprawls below, its neon lights casting an otherworldly glow through the window of MALIK JOHNSON's small apartment. Malik, a young black man in his early twenties, sits hunched over a cluttered workbench, surrounded by half-assembled gadgets and holographic blueprints. He adjusts a small circuit board with precision, his brow furrowed in concentration.

MALIK: (to himself) "Almost there... just a few more tweaks."

The faint sound of distant sirens echoes through the city streets below, a reminder of Neo-Tokyo's ceaseless activity. Malik's hands move deftly, the rhythmic hum of his tools filling the room.

FLASHBACK - EXT. UNDERGROUND FIGHTING RING - NIGHT

We see Malik, younger and more naive, facing off against a towering opponent in an underground fighting ring. His fists blur with speed as he dodges and counters with calculated precision. The crowd roars in excitement, bets changing hands as the fight intensifies.

ANNOUNCER: (voiceover) "And Malik Johnson lands a devastating blow! He's showing why they call him the Iron Fist of District 7!"

Malik's eyes gleam with determination, his focus unyielding despite the chaos around bbbhim.

BACK TO PRESENT

Malik completes the final adjustments to his latest invention—a sleek, handheld device that emits a faint blue glow. He holds it up to inspect his work, a rare smile creeping across his face.

MALIK: (grinning) "There we go. Now let's see if this baby works."

He presses a button on the device, and a holographic display materializes above it, projecting intricate schematics and data. Malik nods in satisfaction.

MALIK: "Phase one complete."

Suddenly, a loud crash shakes the apartment, startling Malik. He rushes to the window and peers outside to see a gang of cybernetically enhanced thugs harassing a young woman on the street below.

YOUNG WOMAN: (shouting) "Leave me alone!"

Malik clenches his fists, his expression hardening. Without hesitation, he grabs his latest invention and dashes out the door.

EXT. NEO-TOKYO STREETS - NIGHT

Malik emerges onto the bustling street, his senses heightened as he tracks the gang through the maze of neon-lit alleyways. He sees the leader, a bulky figure with glowing cybernetic implants, threatening the young woman.

MALIK: (quietly) "Not on my watch."

He activates the device, its blue glow intensifying as he approaches. The gang leader turns, eyes widening in surprise.

MALIK: "Let her go."

The gang leader sneers, cracking his knuckles menacingly.

GANG LEADER: "You want a piece of us, punk? You're gonna regret sticking your nose where it doesn't belong."

Malik steps forward, his resolve unwavering. The device hums with power, its energy resonating with something deep within him.

MALIK: "I won't ask again."

In a blur of motion, Malik unleashes a series of precise strikes, each blow enhanced by the device's energy. The gang members falter, caught off guard by Malik's skill and determination.

As the dust settles, the gang retreats, leaving the young woman shaken but unharmed. She looks at Malik in awe.

YOUNG WOMAN: "Thank you... I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't come along."

Malik offers a reassuring smile, holstering the device.

MALIK: "Just doing what's right. Are you okay?"

The young woman nods gratefully.

YOUNG WOMAN: "Yeah, thanks to you."

She hurries off into the night, leaving Malik standing alone in the dimly lit alleyway. He looks up at the starlit sky, a sense of purpose settling over him.

MALIK: (thoughtfully) "Maybe it's time I stopped playing it safe."

With newfound determination, Malik heads back to his apartment, his mind racing with possibilities.

[freedrew2484]

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1aa5vVfFeyJabdtBqWlgWGADDv-dvz0nMVfX54k6QdOw/edit?usp=sharing

[skull-bearer]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 27/27 Fandom: Dragonlance - Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Dalamar the Dark/Raistlin Majere Characters: Raistlin Majere, Dalamar Argent, Caramon Majere, Tanis Half-Elven, Tasslehoff Burrfoot, Kitiara Uth-Matar, Sturm Brightblade, Flint Fireforge, Miranda (Soulforge), Lemuel (Dragonlance), Judith (Dragonlance), Weird Meggin (Dragonlance), Antimodes (Dragonlance) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Soulforge, First Relationship, Mages being adorable, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, toxic families, Intolerance, Dalamar needs a hug, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Embarrassment, Accidental Voyeurism, Unwelcome Flirtation, Murder, Attempted Murder, Plague, Exhibitionism, Raistlin and the dangers of being too happy, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Grief/Mourning Series: Part 2 of Ivory, Blood and Ebony Summary:

Raistlin and Dalamar begin their relationship together in Solace, searching for a few years of quiet before the stormclouds of war finally break. Covers the events in Soulforge.

And with this chapter, Ice and Steel is over! We will be having more mage adventures next week with my rewrite of Engraven (now titled Salvage).