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hslcat · 6 months

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This is the second batch of the limited life timepieces.

Cleo

BigB

Pearl

Grian, Bdubs & Scott

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hslcat · 7 months

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Saus-tember: Day 30 - Home

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Sausage never felt the need to wonder what home truly ment.

Other people always traveled to find where they belonged, to find a place to call home.

He never wondered because he already knew what his home was, it was the people that he loved, his friends, his family.

Home was in mythlands, his kingdom. Walking down the streets talking to the people, his subjects, enjoying the constant movement on the street, the talking of friends meeting each other, the shrieks of children playing in the streets.

Home was in the arena with Pearl. In the middle of a fight, adrenalin flowing, punches being thrown, blocked and recipricated, the slight movement of the sand under his feet, the laughter falling out into the air.

Home was on the sea, with the kestrels. Searching for treasure, drinking, laughing and terrorising the sea.

Home was in hermitcraft, even though how short his time there was. Seeing the homes of his friends, exchanging gifts, singing carols.

Home was in Sanctuary. Sitting at home telling tales to Hermes of places far away, sitting in Eddies forge watching him work, talking with Bubbles by the tree, sitting in the cathedral and remembering an old friend.

Home was a lot of places, but it was always the people and experiences that mattered the most if you were to ask him.

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This is the last day of Saus-tember.

The inspiration for this was the idea that home is the people that you love, which I felt fit with Sausage.

This was actually the first prompt I wrote, I think something about the idea what Sausage would consider to be his home spoke to me the most at the time.

This has been a fun journey even though I did less than I hoped for.

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hslcat · 7 months

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Saus-tember: Day 23 - Kestrels

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They where stationary in between the large rocks where you had an great view of the trade route, a great view where you wouldn't be seen until it was to late.

This wasn't the first time they where here, and definitely not the last time.

They had small ships made for speed. They where two on each ship, one to steer and one to strike, both keeping their eyes open for their next prey.

They were hunting.

They where quiet, their sails black as the night and their clothes likewise.

A ship approaches, the kestrels ready themselves.

When their prey is close enough they swoop in, though fewer in numbers they quickly overwhelm the crew.

They take what they want before vanishing faster than they had appeared.

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So, when I read the prompt I immediately searched up kestrels (the bird) and when I read how they hunt I wanted that to be similar to how the kestrels (pirates) raid ships because I feel like that is a good reason why they are named that.

Kestrels hunt by hovering in the air at around 10-20m and then swoop down to catch their prey.

I also went and looked up the bird types of the other factions and my thoughts of how the bird could conect with the factions.

Herons was harder due to being a lot wider than kestrels, but one interesting thing is the diversity which is fitting for a group that is about legacy, but I also found it very interesting how many different techniques they use for hunting which I would feel can be used in that the faction doesn't have one specific way that they use most often, and I think that individuality is important in the herons hence they have such a vide bird species.

Kites was actually interesting due to its references in mythology, specifically pre-colonial Philippine mythology where the Tagalog creation myth begins with a kite, the sea and the sky, and the kite causes the sea and sky to go to war, this really fits with the kites violent nature. Also in several fables by Aesop their character is underlined as an predator.

Nightingales was most interesting in the cultural references where they have commonly ben used by poets for a number of symbolic conotations, its song was long interpreted as a lament and it has also been used to symbolise poets and their poetry. Then in the romantic era where it was seen as a poet in his own right but also as a muse.

My after text became longer than the actual prompt text.

If you have any ideas how this can be interpreted I would love to read them.

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hslcat · 7 months

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Saus-tember: Day 20 - Hero

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Laughter rang through the night as Sanctuary and Moon Shine traveled across the roof tops on patrol.

They were hero partners, had been forever, and was often seen during the night due to Moon's powers being more powerful at that time.

They were well loved heroes due to their happy attitude and affinity to help people, and they weren't the type to go after villains and vigillantes.

Moon Shine had the power of teleportation and Sanctuary had the power of plant manipulation.

Tonight they were racing across the roof tops.

Right as they land on the next one they heard an explosion and the world rocked for a moment.

Their ear pieces crackeled and the voice of Pixlriffs could be heard, "Explosion at the academy, unidentified cause, suspected villain. You two are the closest, backup is coming, 10 minutes give or take."

"On our way" Moon responded before giving a nod to Sanctuary and moving toward the explosion.

When they arrived they saw beams of light coming from the center of the effected area, more than likely the cause of the explosion.

They split up, Moon to evacuate civilians and Sanctuary to try and deal with the cause to minimize potential damage.

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This is in the same universe as Day 6, this actually takes place right before the events in Day 6.

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hslcat · 7 months

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I've fallen into Great Comet.

This is based on the lyrics to "Prologe" from Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812.

I will probably make a cleaner version at some point.

Progress pictures:

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hslcat · 8 months

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Saus-tember: Day 11 - Phoenix

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He woke with a start.

Rebirth was always rough.

It wasn't like you just lost consciousness and then woke again after an indeterminate amount of time.

No

You never lost consciousness, you were aware, at least some part of you were, but you weren't aware enough to know that it would be okay.

Aware enough to feel the agony but not enough to know that it will end, not aware enough to know that once all of your ash has reunited it would be over.

And it could take some time.

If your ashes were close it could be over in a few hours, but if they spread it could take days.

Days of agony.

It always felt like it an eternity.

He had once been splintered for months, it had taken over a year to fully recover from that. It always took some time to recover.

It is the price for eternal life he supposed.

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The prompt of phoenix got me to think of the main part of phoenixes, their rebirth, and this came from that.

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hslcat · 8 months

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Saus-tember: Day 7 - Life

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He was in a forest.

That was all he knew, well... thats a lie, that was all that he had learnt since waking up, he knew three other things.

One, he knew that his name was Sausage.

Two, he knew the rules, of a... game?

Three, he knew that there was something he should know, something he needed to know.

He was wandering the forest long enough for the sun to have moved halfway across the sky when he saw someone.

"Hey!" he saw the person flinch at his exclamation.

"Hey" was the response he got, the stranger had blue hair and wore a blue cardigan over a white shirt with a green pattern.

"I'm Sausage, do you know where we are? What's your name?"

"Scott" the stranger gave him a thorough look over. "Your new aren't you." Sausage nodded but Scott still gave him an odd look, as if he recognized him.

"Yes! Do I know you?"

There was a pause while Scott seamed to think over it, "No"

"Okay, what are you doing?"

"Gattering materials"

"Ooh, for what?"

"For my base."

"What are you building? What materials are you using? Where are you building?"

Scott gave him a look before he answered, "Spruce, I guess" while gestruring to the trees around them.

"Okay!" You could do a lot of things with spruce "Mind if I join you?"

Scott pondered it for a bit, "Sure, I saw a hill that way that will probably be a good spot" he said while beginning to walk.

"So, do you know the rules to this game?" It was probably likely considering that Sausage knew them "Are we going to play it later?"

Scott paused in his track, then he looked up into the sky and exlamed "Really, this is what I get stuck with" he looked towards Sausage and mutered "This is going to be a long one."

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So, dialog, I hate it.

I have a really hard time to write dialog.

Anyway this might be a bit rougher than my other ones so far but I didn't have that energy to go over it to much.

The idea comes from the life series.

So, to explain a bit, in this piece I go by that everyone remember the past games they where a part of but the emotions are nulled, basically like the Martyn lore, but the victors remember the past games with the emotions fully, but they also remember the outside world while in the games and the games in the outside world.

Uppdate: I've just broken my arm and I don't know how well I'll write, but I have some days pre-writen so they'll still come out.

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hslcat · 8 months

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Saus-tember: Day 6 - Sacrifice

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Everything slowed down as he saw the blast flying towards him, he knew that he couldn't dodge it so he just closed his eyes for the last time awaiting the pain.

It didn't come.

He opens his eyes to se Pearl laying in front of him, having teleported in front of him, having taken the shot for him.

Agony welled up in him like rolling waves, drowning him in it, tearing him apart.

The plants around him started writhereing before they burst into growth as he fell down beside his best friend.

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I don' t really have anything to say about this.

It's a superhero setting.

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hslcat · 8 months

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Saus-tember: Day 2 - Sails

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He sat on the deck with his back to the mast in the midday sun, listening to the sounds of the sea, birds, waves and in the distance he could hear his fellow kestrels celebrating a successful raid and he was probably going to join them later.

But right now he was focusing on repairing the sails of the ship.

Turns out that none of the others could do a decent patching. He had guessed that Oli couldn't , due to the state of that shirt of his, but he had assumed that someone else at least knew how to handel a needle and thread.

But alas, he was completely alone in his endeavour.

Not that he didn't enjoy sewing, it would just have been nice to not have to patch the whole sail all on his own.

But here he was.

As he was sewing he thought about his Ma, she was the one who taught him when he was a little boy even though his Pa did disagree with him learning it, though he did nothing other than just complain about it.

His Ma had insisted that if he was going to be an independent man one day that he learn to mend his own clothes, something he was very relieved of now days.

He had learnt all types of stitches, back stitches, ladder stitches, slip stitches, hemstitches and, of course, sailmaker's stitches, which he was currently using.

His Ma was a seamstress for nobels, so she got to work with the finest fabrics in the most vibrant colours and the most delicate stings.

He obviously never got to work with them, he was just the son of a lowly sailor and a simple seamstress.

He worked with the bland but sturdy fabrics that the common folk wore, with the strings that could last for months even years under hard work.

But he still got to learn the tecnices that was only used for nobility.

His Ma had once gotten a roll of golden string from one of her clients, that was the one time he got to sew with the golden strings of the rich.

Just a small embroidery on a small pice of fabric, but still.

When he was seventeen he, with the guidence of his Ma, was working on a vest that would be worn when he went out on the sea. His Ma had managed to get a beautiful light blue fabric, dureble enough to be worn while working hard at sea.

When he was finished with the vest, the one he was currently wearing, his Ma had given him the golden string "To make your vest truly yours" as she had said.

He in fact still had the thread, he hadn't used it yet.

Putting down the now fully mended sail he sat back and looked up at the fast darkening sky, then he heard howls of laughter coming from the camp.

He smiled as he rose from his position, body aching from sitting still for so long, and started walking towards the camp.

When he arrived at the camp he saw them all gatterd around the fire, laughing, drinking.

And Scar sitting and mending one of his many hats.

He wasn't really as suprised or offended as he probably should have been, but knowing Scar, this is exactly what he would do.

As he lets out a laugh all eyes turn to him some suprised, some not, Oli looking between him and the empty seat next to him as if he thought Sausage had been sitting there a moment ago. And of course Scar, with the look of a man who has been caught in a lie but did not regret a thing.

The silence brought by his arrival is broken by Kyle bursting into laughter and the others soon joining in.

As Sausage joins in he knows exactly what he wants to do with his golden thread.

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Second day done. This was a long one.

Was this supposed to be about mending a sail, yes. Did it end up being about Sausage learning to sew, yes,

So for this I had to look up different stitches and I picked five different ones from the list, but when I saw that there was a stitch called sailmaker's stitch it was perfect.

If anyone is wondering what Sausage is going to do with with his golden string, he was planning on embroidering the kestrels sigil on his vest.

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hslcat · 8 months

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Saus-tember: Day 1 - Sunflower

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He stood in a field surrounded by sunflowers.

The field stretched as far as he cloud see in all directions, full of the flower that he's never going to forget.

The flower with the bright golden pedals surrounding the deep brown middle on its luscious green stems.

The fields was so full of them that it looked golden in the shining sun. The flowers reached upp to his chest making him feel encased in an embrace.

He could hear the soft rustling of the wind in the field, it rang like melodic laughter.

It didn't feel entraping or lonely standing in the field as one might have though.

Even though he was sure that if he walked he would not get anywhere but the field, he would not see anything but the field, he would not hear anything but the field and he would not meet anyone on the field.

But he didn't feel the need to walk.

He felt at peace standing in the field with the golden flowers, the shining sun and the singing wind.

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So I've decided to participate in Saus-tember by @rhapsoddity.

I don't know if I will do every prompt, but I will do those that I get inspiration for.

The inspiration for this one was the field of sunflowers that I pictured when I read the prompt.

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This part is written at a later point, it is currently the day before this goes out, I'm really nervous, this is my first writing that I post publicly, here we go.

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hslcat · 10 months

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