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oldmansoggy · 4 months
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Necromancy that decays the caster. Their fingers start greying and rotting, always cold, skin sloughing off until they've nothing bones left, hidden by gloves. The stench of rot follows wherever they go. Flies hover around them. They have to pick out maggots before they become consumed - not that they can even feel the wriggling beasts anymore.
Their face sinks in, their eyes fall deeper within their skull, dark shadows accentuation every hollow orifice, waiting to be revealed by slowly rotting skin. Their muscles ache as they atrophy and stop working. Their hair is thin and losing color. It is not long before their eyes become milky white, staring at nothing. Teeth fall out, hair falls out, their skin has patches where the skin is decaying and falling away. The more spells they cast, the closer they become to being the dead they raise.
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oldmansoggy · 4 months
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Lunacy (2005, dir. Jan Švankmajer)
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oldmansoggy · 7 months
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Inflation
spending 20 dollars is easy but once you do it 5 times uh oh
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oldmansoggy · 7 months
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Hey. Please it would be awful if a whole lotta folks decided to deface a currency that for all intents has become virtually & ridiculously meaningless. It's not like the vast majority of people don't have access to proper necessities because like 20 dudes are hellbent on maximizing quarterly profits.
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this is so fucking funny
imagine getting banished from your homeland for running a con and when you go to get a prophecy about what to do next the priestess is like
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oldmansoggy · 7 months
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Tis Erembour's Night. From whence the darkling things emerge at sunfall, resplendent in their many false faces and semblances of monstrosities. Lo! The veil, gloaming & ripe, veritably bursts with tenebrousity...
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oldmansoggy · 8 months
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The fly-phallus mocks the Wheel. Truly petulant in its disdain.
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oldmansoggy · 8 months
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you know this picture? it's haunted me. i never knew where it was from, but i FINALLY FOUND IT!
its called nettlebed cave, and its in aotearoa! it's also apparently the deepest known cave system in the southern hemisphere
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oldmansoggy · 8 months
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Stop me if you hate the concept: short, fat, hairy lady gets isakai'd into a high fantasy, and instead of "oh look at all these ethereal elves woe for I am but a flawed mortal" routine she lands in Dwarf territory and is immediately revered as the most enchanting and desirable maid in all the land. This immediately becomes a zesty romantic drama. Thoughts
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oldmansoggy · 8 months
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oldmansoggy · 8 months
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New hatred unlocked!
Fresh asphalt!
They're doing the roads not a stone's throw from my porch, and holy shit do those fumes make me sick
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oldmansoggy · 8 months
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Daily Mirror, England, January 22, 1909 Image © The British Library Board. All Rights Reserved.
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oldmansoggy · 8 months
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I have to write this down before I forget but if I had to describe the alchemical worldview it would be "Bitches in 2nd century Alexandria were trying to figure out if you could un-bake a cake."
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oldmansoggy · 8 months
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oldmansoggy · 8 months
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YOU hates terfs
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oldmansoggy · 8 months
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To strive only matters if you accept the possibility of failure, and doubly so accept that mediocre success does not invalidate the worth of your attempt...
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oldmansoggy · 8 months
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The tools of oppression and liberation are the same. What divides the cutting down of tyrants or of revolutionaries? And who is to say which will we become? For once the blade has been wielded with true intent, one becomes both. The truth is, that those who fight for a cause other than balance - a battle which cannot be won solely with slaughter & impunity - are but enlightened brutes, capable only of breaking.
The Wheel is rich in those who tear and smash, rending chains with chains of their own. Someone must wear the crown, yet to bear such distinction is to offer one's neck to the next headsman. There are no regalia nor accolades for the humble smallfolk, for we are the bulk of the Wheel; the very Wheel that turns on our blood.
The thing is though, between conquest & devastation wrought by blind kings, we remainders will be the ones to water their bones in the hungry earth and fertilize their ashes with the worms. They who wields the instrument of violence, will be highest upon their enemies agenda, while those not swayed by such furious rallies will either watch them burn or burn with the inferno.
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oldmansoggy · 9 months
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Mad scientist.
I watched a lot of Dexter's Lab as a small child
if we lived in a world where u had to do the career u were first interested in as a child what would u be doing, id be a firefighter
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